<?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-7616566</id><updated>2011-05-17T18:45:45.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;&lt;      Mic   Mic     &lt;&gt;&lt;</title><subtitle type='html'>Just some thoughts:  Hope looks beyond the shadows of today and into the sunshine of tomorrow.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-113089773530570573</id><published>2005-11-01T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:15:35.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5494/477/1600/Picture%20175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5494/477/320/Picture%20175.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day, except for the fact that it rained. I just found out not too long  ago that Gary Valenciano is sick. He is currently diagnosed with an enlarged heart, as far as all the medical terms and what his exact condition is, I have no idea to that aspect because I haven't spoken to Ate Cicelle directly. I hope he heals as soon as possible. I hope he's not in any grave condition. Lord, I pray that you heal him. Our dinner is canceled for Thursday I found out, therefore I will not be performing my dance routine. Instead, the dinner will be held on Friday, the afternoon before the concert. I'm actually excited about meeting Gary V. I just hope he's doing well right now. My prayers go out to Gary and his condition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-113089773530570573?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/113089773530570573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=113089773530570573' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/113089773530570573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/113089773530570573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-was-good-day-except-for-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-113056334693583250</id><published>2005-10-29T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T01:22:26.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dearest Rj,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I really miss you. I know that you're having a blast there in Germany. Right now, I'm having a slight breakdown. I want to express how I feel, how much I long to be with you. I miss your tender touch. I miss your sweet kiss. I miss your strong arms. I miss how perfectly I fit in those arms. I miss hearing your voice whisper in my ear "I love you". I can't wait to see you again. I want to laugh and even joke around with you. I miss our fun times. Please come back home soon. Yes, I am counting off. There are currently 9 weeks left before your arival. I promise I will be at the airport waiting for you. I wish we would be together on our first year anniversary. I wish we'd be together for christmas as well, but I will have to wait for new years eve. Hopefully you'll have the opportunity to swing by before the clock strikes midnight. Please do try your best. Rj, so far, from what I've learned, being away from the ones you love is very difficult. I've come to understand as well that I need to be strong and use this time on my own to fortify my walk with God, and even as an individual. It's hard though when things get rough here and all I want to do is cry and be in your arms as you console my sadness. But it's ok...you wont be much longer. 9 more weeks that's all. I really miss you, you don't know how much. I've been thinking a lot about how dedicated I am to our relationship. I am very comitted to loving you forever. this past 25th of october was our 11th month, and I already know it in my heart that you are the one for me. It makes me cry with tears of joy knowing that you are the one....the one...the only..my true everlasting love. i CAN'T THANK GOD ENOUGH. rj, youll never know and comprehend the true capacity of love that I hold within my heart. The Lord knows, because he's given it to me to share with you, but even if you won't understand, it's ok, just know that I love you...and no matter what I will always be here for you. Rj since the day I first met you, you've made my heart skip a beat. You've made my tears of sadness, turn to tears of joy. You've been the best friend i could ever have. YOU COMPLETE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i can't make this any longer because I need to study and go to bed, but remember, I love you with all my heart. Everyday my love for you intensifies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-113056334693583250?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/113056334693583250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=113056334693583250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/113056334693583250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/113056334693583250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-dearest-rj-i-really-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-112026981366016845</id><published>2005-07-01T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T22:03:33.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/Captured%202005-6-22%2000007.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/Captured%202005-6-22%2000007.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meshack arrived yesterday night around 10 pm. I was soo excited to see my little brother! Actually he's taller than me now =p. I'm glad, I would hate to see him as short as I am! eheh... but anyhow, I'm just glad he's back home safe and sound. Today I went to Rj's house and checked up on his late spring cleaning biz. He decided that while his parents are away he's going to clean the house to surprise them. He's actually doing a great job. The house is clean now and he can actually walk around the kitchen! ahah...I'm proud of him. I really am, because not every guy would want to clean the house to surprise his parents when they come back home from a vacation (from Germany). Yeah, I know you're probably wondering what happened during the week while his parents were gone, well...NOTHING...he's actually into this whole cleaing mode, so I just assisted him that's all. Anyhow, this past Sunday Rj and I went to Fort de Soto for our church service. We had a baptism that day. It brought back memories of when he got baptized during our senior year in highschool. although it was rainy, windy and chilly that day, it was still memorable for the two of us. That was the day that he declared himself a born-again Christian before the whole world! =P but really he took that step to get baptized again as a born again believer. Some people might wonder if I forced him into my faith, but nah, really it was all his decision. Before when he first had a glimpse of God during a youth convention during our senior year in highschool, he was afraid to accept that he is a new creation, that his life would change and that it would be a hard walk because he somewhat believes differently than his family now, but at this present time, he understands that he's an adult and that he can make his own decisions. Most importantly, he knows the reasons why he decided to give his life to God, he understands fully that even though he's not Catholic anymore, God is still God in both faiths. It isn't about him changing religions, because Catholics and born again believers believe in the same God, it's how they worship is where the difference lies. I know there are more differences, but Rj knows that this is what he wants, and what his calling is. I loved him even when he was a Catholic, and I accepted him for that and how he was raised. We discussed our differences in religions and we knew that we wouldn't let that get in the way of the love that we have for each other. But somehow, somewhere along the line, Rj decided that it was time for him to chase after God and surrendering his life to God was his way of doing so. ATF really changed his life, and it did with mine as well. That's another aspect that we both have in common, ATF was the way God spoke to us. You know what guys, I'm very glad that God allowed us to cross paths at such a young age, but I'm very thankful that God has called us together. We are going to do our best to grow together in God. God is our foundation. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-112026981366016845?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112026981366016845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=112026981366016845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/112026981366016845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/112026981366016845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/07/meshack-arrived-yesterday-night-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111937417053608649</id><published>2005-06-21T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T13:16:36.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YO?</title><content type='html'>I just left class and I am really happy about my grade. A+ baby! God is good! I am doing really well in my Anatomy class. WHOOP WHOOP! heheh...I know that I couldn't do it without God. He brought things back to memory! I sat there for five minutes freaking out over three questions. I prayed and I realized that the only way for me to figure it out is if I stopped worrying and allowed God to work through me. Well, sure enough He did! Yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm still on campus trying to get some studying done. I want to go back to Tampa and chill with Rj, but I don't think today is a good day for that. I think maybe I should give him some time off and just relax or chill with his guy friends. Maybe I'll stay out of his hair for today. What do you think? I do need this time to myself so I can study, but boy am I craving for some cuddling! eheh...but seriously I think it would be best if I just give him some space of his own. I don't want to smother him and engulf him too much yeah know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jet's birthday just past and I am soo happy that I was able to see him! He's soo cutie cute cute!! SSSOOOO CUTE!!! mmm mmm cute! He's so big for a 2 year old! ehhehe...I thought he was three already! It was so cute when he rolled his own piece of cake over to his plate..ahaha..and when he was making dunks on his new basketball hoop (AIR JET, could be a new shoe someday!). Happy Birthday JET JET!! auntie lubs you!! muah! (like he can read this..ehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am officially loving SPC. Today they gave out free Subway! oh yeah! And I was starving too! Not only did they give out the subs, but it was included with drinks, chips and...A CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE!! yumm!! USf wouldn't do that! shoot, they make us pay for those over priced sandwhiches..period!! but I'm not saying that I'm dissing USF..I'm still a Bull. It's just that this summer I'm a Bull/no mascot SPC chick...ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must get going. I need to study hard for my exam tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111937417053608649?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111937417053608649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111937417053608649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111937417053608649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111937417053608649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/06/yo.html' title='YO?'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111879598217224723</id><published>2005-06-14T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T20:39:42.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/Captured%202005-6-14%2000019.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/Captured%202005-6-14%2000019.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, so it's not that I need to loose any more pounds, it's more along the line of "I need to tone". I hate the wiggle in my jiggle! I gotta tone because Rj keeps squeezing my the fat. It's not that he's disgusted or he's making me feel self-conscious about myself, but it's more of the fact that I know I need to tone, I'm just not doing anything about it right now. Anyhow, I had a good day today. My class went well. I got an A on my anatomy exam, Rj and I were able to hang out today. You know what, it's his fault that I'm wiggling. He keeps feeding me greasy chinese food! Too much buffet! Goodness!  &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111879598217224723?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111879598217224723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111879598217224723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111879598217224723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111879598217224723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok-ok-so-its-not-that-i-need-to-loose.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111879469706930646</id><published>2005-06-14T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T20:18:17.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/Captured%202005-6-14%2000024.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/Captured%202005-6-14%2000024.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello hello! Well, I just finished eating some general chow's chicken. Yumm, but icky when the adipose starts to build up around my gluteus maximus. I used to weigh 140 for a tall 5 "footer", but now I'm down to 115ish. I used to run almost every day. I wouldn't let anything get in the way. It was my priority to stay in shape, look, and feel good. But now, I get so lazy easily, it's really killing me! I need some form of inspiration. The general chow chicken isn't helping either. At 140 I was really over weight for my height. My old manager at Burlington talked to me personally in the office and asked if I was pregnant! That made me snap out of my over eating routine and jump into my exercise finatic mode. Humm...but for some reason, it's hard for me to fully jump back into it. Sometimes I get soo motivated to run, other times I just get so darn lazy! Poopy! Give me some inspiration...PLEASE!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111879469706930646?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111879469706930646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111879469706930646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111879469706930646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111879469706930646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-hello-hello-well-i-just-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111708376322612015</id><published>2005-05-26T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T01:18:27.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW! Long time no blog ehh!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been over a month since I've placed an entry here. A lot has happened since then. Today marks 6 months with my dearest Rj. I'm extremely happy and very very much in love. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going well. I am taking summer courses at SPC this summer. Why am I taking summer courses there you ask? Don't know, can't tell you. I just felt like going somewhere other than HCC and USF. Plus, it's expensive at USF and scholarships are not available during the summer so I'd rather go where my pocket can take the damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Rj, and I attended Acquire the Fire 'keep it real' tour. It was awesome! Truely awesome. Meshack broke down before God and dedicated himself fully to the Lord. Rj as well! I was touched and I also broke down in tears knowing that I was able to share the experience with two very important people in my life. My brother has always been a good kid. He's never gotten into trouble at school, always the kid who makes people smile, but still something was missing about him, but this time he found it at ATF. =) He's doing really good in his walk with God. He has his quiet times and he's even ministering to me. Infact, Rj is also doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just recently picked up the guitar (he's copying me =p j/k) and he's doing very well. He's so blessed to have a private tutor (me =p ). He's highly talented, he just wanted to hide it for 20 years of his life. But seriously he told me himself that the reason why he's grasping the guitar so easily is because of Jesus. Can you believe that? This guy is growing in the Lord. He understands that God is the only one who can give him the ability to do things he thought he could never accomplish! He knows that in Christ he can do all things, because HE gives him strength (phil. 4:13)! The other day he told me "So what has God done for you today", wow! I would have never thought he would even ask me! It really made me think and even realize that all I ever mention to him are the negative parts of my day. I never allowed God to work through, and those instances when he did work through, I never noticed because I was too busy placing my attention to unnecessary things. So yeah Rj is also my accountability partner. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am getting closer to Ate Beverlyn from church. She's a great girl, really hungry for God. I'm thankful that she's my friend and sister in Christ as well. I gotta chill with her sometime out of the house because all we ever do here at home is chow down on food and get fat! =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of ATE...Ate Jesselle and I had a long heart to heart conversation the other night. It was quite a tear jerker and it really made me realize how much I love her. LOVE YOU ATE! She checks this thing often. I'm really blessed to have her in my life as well. She treats me like an equal. I've never thought of her any less either. She is always there when I need her. I really place her in high regard. Therefore, she's also a very important person in my life. Mahal na mahal ko sya. Talagang ate ko sya! We may not be blood but our closeness makes up for it. Well, I really wanted to see her and kuya Paul last week, but I especially wanted to see cutie pie Jet Jet. =( but I know when the right time comes, we'll all get to see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the good ol' days when we used to come over her house ALL THE TIME. Our families got close really fast and my family practically loved her and her brothers, but I'm sure they loved her the most =p . I remember one time I spent the night and we stayed up talking about our families, puppy crushes and our dreams in life. And then time flew and she got married and then she had an adorable baby boy. Man, I'm feeling old..AHAHAHA.just kidding...but really time flies and before I know it I'll be getting married and Ate Jesselle will be attending my wedding..by the way ATe, it's settled, JET JET is my ring bearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one last thing before I end this, ARE YOU READY FOR THIS? TITA EMILI AND UNCLE ROMY KNOWS ABOUT RJ AND I, whoa! well, I know they aren't stupid, I'm sure they already knew, especially after I gave Tita Emili roses for mother's day. But I would have never known that they would actually have a heart to heart conversation with Rj this early. I think it's a good thing they did though because they really needed to have a talk with Rj about all this. OF course they mentioned the same things as before, finish school and priorities first (which doesn't include me), but I really feel as if I'm not much of a priority sometimes. As sad as it seems, sometimes I feel like I cause a burden because I have taken much of Rj's time. For instance, he said that we need to place restrictions and actually follow them. We can't see each other everyday, he can't come over my house every day and spend hours and hours here and then just run home for ten minutes and then jolt out of the house again because he has work till midnight. WE can't talk on the phone at night because if we do we'll end up talking till 3 am, which is my fault caz I am quite the chatter box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He understands that it's important that we spend time together,but I feel that I've been taking a lot of his time and that I haven't been such a good girlfriend. I don't know, maybe it's just my stinking emotions again, but I really do feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided that I am going to abide by his restrictions and that I need to keep in mind that this will only make us stronger for the future. We need to listen to our parents that way things go smoothly for the both of us. I want to make sure that everything is done properly and that everyone is happy. Plus I can live without seeing him for a couple days right? ..........right?..............right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**breathing really hard** I can do this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111708376322612015?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111708376322612015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111708376322612015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111708376322612015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111708376322612015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/05/wow-long-time-no-blog-ehh.html' title='WOW! Long time no blog ehh!'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111267240875720898</id><published>2005-04-04T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:40:08.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600359.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600359.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick hello to everyone. Well, there are a few things that I want: I want to be successful in college, and in my future. I want my family to be happy and proud of me. I want to be happy in life yet keeping in mind that there will be obstacles along the way. I want to go on vacation, maybe off to Hawaii or something. I just need to relax. I want  a nice car when I graduate, but my Nissan Sentra will suffice, I'm still making payments on it anyhow. I want a six pack. I'm still jiggly...ehehe...I just want to tone. I need to work out again. It was a great stress reliever, and I loved to just jog and pray on my own. Like I said, it's a great stress reliever. I lost my jogging routine last semester...stinking cold weather screwed it up..and now I'm just lazy to get out. I want to laugh out loud and not care about what people think. I want to hike up a mountain and take pictures of the breath taking view of the world. I want to visit the Eiffel Tower in France and finally use some of the french (that I can remember from highschool, like hello, my name is, and thank you...hehee..that's about it...  =p ). I want to visit children in the hospital and play my guitar for them, play with them, just so I could see a smile on their faces. I want more time to sleep. I want more time to study. I want more energy to study. I want energy to just get out of bed for my morning classes! I want free gas money! I want a nice flat iron. I want straight hair, silky and jet black. I want  clear skin. I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a...ehehe..just kidding! I want at least five more inches added to my height! ehehe.... =) I wish I understood statistics better, stinking hypothesis testing with two dependent means, standard deviation, stinking chi-square, degrees of freedom in T- distribution...let me barf. BLeh. I want my own day to let my hair down and sip on lemonade in a hammock. I wish I had a PSP with a camera built in. I wish I had a better laptop, and a mic so I can call Lexa and Ryanne. I wish I would get off this thing now so I can study. ehhe...I just realized I stopped saying "I want..." and now I'm saying "I wish..." ok I'm just rambling nonsense on this here blog, so I'm gonna call it quits tonight and rest. baboo! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111267240875720898?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111267240875720898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111267240875720898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111267240875720898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111267240875720898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-quick-hello-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111233044150845521</id><published>2005-03-31T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:40:41.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600231.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600231.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my prayer was answered. Jesus does make all things new. Let's just say that Rj and I went through rough waters these past few days with my dad. We were both deciding to call it quits today when we met and just see what the future had in store for the both of us, but Jesus pulled through. My dad spoke to me and told me that he trusts me and Rj to make the right decisions. He opened up to the both of us tonight about our relationship. We're starting fresh. We're going to do things right this time. From here on it's smooth sailing(as in the words of Rj), I mean we both know that there will certainly be obstacles that will try to make us stumble, but no whirlwinds or anything drastic will occur because Rj and I are going to do things properly within the eyes of God, and my dad's eyes. Lord knows my dad watches our every move, but we want to make sure we're doing the right thing, so we will do our best to keep the relationship strong and healthy. We love each other and we will make sure that our relationship is where it needs to be...in line with God first of all, secondly, in line with what our parents want. Rj is very important to me. The Lord knows how difficult it would be for the both of us if we decided to breakup, thank Goodness Jesus pulled through in regards to my dad. I couldn't make my dad's point of view change, I couldn't have him understand what I thought, I know it had to be God, because my dad doesn't just give in and realize things so fast. At any rate, this is it from here. Rj just left my house around 11:05pm, he made us some desert tonight, and he also styled my hair for me...ehhe..wierd i know, but it was funny. I can't believe he has more ideas for hairstyles than I do. oh well...gotta love it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111233044150845521?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111233044150845521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111233044150845521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111233044150845521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111233044150845521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/well-my-prayer-was-answered.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163717695705813</id><published>2005-03-23T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:06:16.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600323.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600323.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last picture of the day. Gladys and I are best friends (if I haven't mentioned before). I'm so proud of her. She's taking the LSAT soon. Her sister is taking the MCAT this fall I believe. I admire them so much. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163717695705813?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163717695705813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163717695705813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163717695705813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163717695705813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-my-last-picture-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163707861455906</id><published>2005-03-23T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:04:38.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600307.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600307.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's christopher. Meshack and Chlo in the background. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163707861455906?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163707861455906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163707861455906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163707861455906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163707861455906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-heres-christopher.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163703532954230</id><published>2005-03-23T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:03:55.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600318.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600318.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Tatiana and Chloe. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163703532954230?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163703532954230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163703532954230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163703532954230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163703532954230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/heres-tatiana-and-chloe.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163689873007531</id><published>2005-03-23T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:01:38.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600224.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600224.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meshack and Chloe are the same age. Meshack is getting taller by the way...Good thing because I would hate to see him short like me... =p&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163689873007531?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163689873007531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163689873007531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163689873007531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163689873007531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/meshack-and-chloe-are-same-age.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163680360755171</id><published>2005-03-23T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:00:03.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600226.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600226.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I don't think the world knows about my lovely cousins yet (although they don't look so lovely in this picture). Anyhow, my brother is sitting infront of me, Chloe is in the middle with the red pants and blue contacts, Tatiana is the one with the white shirt and beanie,and of course, Christopher with the cute butt. They are all sweet kids. I was watching them Thursday night and Rj came over. Chris beat him at Connect Four again. EHEHE. They are really good kids. They are probably my favorite cousins out of both sides of the family. Chloe reminds me of myself when I was her age, she's a bit of a tomboy, and so was I. She's quite a character actually. I love Chlo. Ok, so Chloe would be ranked number 1 out of everyone...ehehe...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163680360755171?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163680360755171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163680360755171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163680360755171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163680360755171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-so-i-dont-think-world-knows-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163643960287153</id><published>2005-03-23T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:53:59.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally a picture that doesn't consist of me and Rj. I know that's what you're thinking! ehehehe...anyhow, this is of my cousin's butt. ehehhe...ehehehehe...ehehe..eh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163643960287153?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163643960287153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163643960287153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163643960287153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163643960287153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-finally-picture-that-doesnt-consist.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163626752575911</id><published>2005-03-23T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:51:07.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600326.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600326.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..I like this picture. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163626752575911?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163626752575911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163626752575911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163626752575911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163626752575911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163606293031123</id><published>2005-03-23T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:47:42.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600328.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600328.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've come to the conclusion that Rj is a dork. HEHEH...nah really we're both goofy in our own ways. Anyhow, this Friday will make it four months. Yiippee...Ok, so I've also realized that I may have to take another extra year at USF. GREAT NEWS HUH? PUH, YEAH RIGHT! I want to get out of there ASAP..MAN! but really at my rate, I think I'll be adding to my four years. Some classes are only offered durring the Fall sem., and I know I'll be missing it this Fall because I haven't taken some of the prereqs. For instance, determinative bacteriology or some crap like that, is only offered in the Fall, and I need to take some other bacteriology class before that one. I can't take it durring the summer because...it's not offered! So i'll have to suffer. boohoo. oh and classes aren't crap by the way, I'm just upset that I will have to extend my stay at USF. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163606293031123?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163606293031123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163606293031123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163606293031123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163606293031123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-ive-come-to-conclusion-that-rj-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111163575334084723</id><published>2005-03-23T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:42:33.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/128351953203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/128351953203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So something absolutely weird happened today. EHEHE..ok so it's not so weird. Here's the deal, I usually get all sad and cranky when I don't get to see or even speak to Rj for 24 hours. YEAH...I know I'm crazy. BUT today, I haven't spoken to him because (1.) I've been busy studying (2.) every time he calls I miss it. AND GUESS WHAT, I'm actually sane. AHAHAH. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111163575334084723?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111163575334084723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111163575334084723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163575334084723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111163575334084723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-something-absolutely-weird-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111138396501647507</id><published>2005-03-21T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T00:46:05.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/40600392.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/40600392.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and mahal. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111138396501647507?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111138396501647507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111138396501647507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111138396501647507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111138396501647507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-and-mahal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111094834429939511</id><published>2005-03-15T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:45:44.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/collage2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/collage2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rj and Mical&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111094834429939511?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111094834429939511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111094834429939511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094834429939511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094834429939511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/rj-and-mical.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111094829586079097</id><published>2005-03-15T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:44:55.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/672561953203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/672561953203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more thing world...I am blessed with my relationship with Rj. And to those christians out there who thought I would fall because of my relationship with Rj...guess again, I am going strong in my walk with Christ. Want to know why? It's because of Rj. He's helped me with my walk. I pray more, seek after God's face, wisdom, an guidance more. I know I can't make this relationship work out, only God can. If it's His will for us to be together in the future, till eternity, then so be it. I love Rj..and I'm actually hoping that's what will happen. More will be said later...I've got to tell the world how much I love Rj, the Love I have for rj is the Love that God has placed in my heart. Guess what world, it's overflowing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111094829586079097?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111094829586079097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111094829586079097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094829586079097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094829586079097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-and-one-more-thing-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111094753019674091</id><published>2005-03-15T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:32:10.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/419261953203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/419261953203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is of me and Rj's turtle Beakmin. Sandy says it's my baby...ehehe...anyhow, I just realized that I haven't finished what I was saying on my blog for the 11th of March. Well, that week was crazy. I had exams left and right. I mean of course it was like that because that was the week before Spring break, but now it's over, for right now at least. By the way, when I say horrible, it wasn't really bad, it was just horrible because I studied my butt off for those exams, and I didn't do so well. I guess I didn't study well enough actually. But it's ok, I learned my lesson, and I can't do anything about it now. I just gotta strive harder for the next exam. Also I realize I was saying something about Rj and I and how I have some faults as a girlfriend. My fault was that I wasn't being fair with Rj. I always got upset at him whenever I found out he couldn't come and spend time with me. Well, here's the deal. Rj has this friend from work. He's getting really close to him and it's only been like a month now, which is cool and all because he's gotta have friends too, but the problem is me. I'm not quite used to "sharing" my Rj. HEHEH..I'm a dork, but really here's what happened. There was a point where I rarely got to spend time with Rj. It was day after day after day that Rj and his friend hung out, day and night because they work together too. After work they would hang out, eat and watch the races up on Gandy at like 3 am Sunday morning. Which I don't like because Rj always complains about lack of sleep, but yet he still seems to find time to chill out till 3 am just to look at cars. Ok so cars are his passion, but there's a time for school, sleep, and fun.  Watching races, and looking at cars till three a.m can be placed on the side and sleep and rest should come first, especially when church is in  the following morning. So anyhow, that week I had voiced my thoughts with Rj because I got fed up with it. I actually told him that I felt his friend was more of a priority than I was. I felt that I was a second hand girlfriend, not something that he made a priority anymore because his friend became his life. He called him all the time, hung out with him all the time, and practically came over all the time.Sounds weird I know, but really, I saw a change within Rj, and i didn't like it. Well, I can't really go into detail with it caz then I'd sound like I was nagging, but I've come to realize my faults. I was being selfish. I should allow Rj to have fun with his friends. It cant always be me, me me...Byron has to be a part of the picture within Rj's life too. Byron acquires the same interrests that Rj has when it comes to cars and mods, but still, I seem to have an uneasy feeling when it comes to Byron. I know the bible says Love thy neighbor, as you love yourself, and I really got to work on that part when it comes to Byron. I need to pray that God softens my heart to accept him as my friend as well because Rj's friends has to be my friends too. I can't be enemies with them. I also realize that I should get to know Byron better as a person and not be so mean to him. Goodness,  what does that say to him about me being a cHristian? Nothing good at all. I really need to work on that because I want to live a life with Christ's standards, and being selfish and disliking Byron is totally not what I should be doing. I want Rj to be happy, and I know I can't be this way, I certainly can not keep him all to myself. He needs his friend Byron. I need to accept him and get to know him better before I judge him. Well, that's the basis of it all. There's really more that I have to say, but that other stuff will remain in privacy between Rj and I. Just know world that things are better. I am still in the learning process, especially when it comes to this relatiionship thing because I've never had a serious relationship before, let alone be inlove with anyone. YEs world, I am in love, that's why I want to be the best girlfriend I could ever be with Rj...more to come later...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111094753019674091?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111094753019674091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111094753019674091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094753019674091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094753019674091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-of-me-and-rjs-turtle-beakmin.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111094486497135664</id><published>2005-03-15T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:47:44.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05 046.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05 046.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a goofy picture, but oh well. Anyhow, hello world, I am up and wide awake and full of energy tonight. I guess this would be the perfect opportunity to let you in on some stuff that's been happening. Well, I was struggling with my finances not too long ago, until the Lord blessed me with a check for 1600 dollars a week ago. Also, this past Saturday, the Lord blessed me again with another check for 635 dollars! Whats soo amazing is that before I got the checks, I only had like 80 bucks! and sometimes I had only 20 dollars in my account! It was that bad. Trust me, I was like real PO! eheh..but when I am poor He is rich! and my God will meet all my needs!WOOHOO! When God says He'll open the flood gates of heaven, He sure does! It's not a light drizzle, IT RAINS, IT POURS! IT'S OVERFLOWING. The word of God in Malachi is right, I won't have enough room to store it! I just couldn't believe it at first. I've never received a check worth more than 200 dollars. So that's my praise report world. Hope you enjoyed listening to what the Lord has done in my life so far. There'se more to come I know that for sure. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111094486497135664?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111094486497135664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111094486497135664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094486497135664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111094486497135664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-goofy-picture-but-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-111051582278378056</id><published>2005-03-10T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:37:02.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05 065.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05 065.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world, here I am again. Finally I have time to update this thing, not like anyone reads it, but OH WELL. Anyhow, here's the picadilly (yeah I'm a dork), I had such a horrible week, well, ok it wasn't HORRIBLE, but a few things happened. Number one, I had a lot of things to do for school (then again, when do I not?) and that my dear, took up a lot of my time. I busted my butt studying for exams and quizes and other school related matters. I don't know, I feel like quitting school sometimes, or dieing soon so I don't have to go through the agony of driving back and forth to USF. HA! Yeah right, death? so early? no way, JESUS HASN'T CALLED ME BACK YET!! thank you LORD, my work is not finished...at any rate, I also realized some of my faults as a girlfriend. AHHH I gotta finished this later...gotta do something...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-111051582278378056?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111051582278378056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=111051582278378056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111051582278378056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/111051582278378056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-world-here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110954241639048383</id><published>2005-02-27T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T17:13:36.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20029.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20029.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND CHUN CHINE&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110954241639048383?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110954241639048383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110954241639048383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110954241639048383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110954241639048383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/02/me-and-chun-chine.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110954187336867540</id><published>2005-02-27T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T17:04:33.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20028.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20028.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH..HELLO SUNSHINE...LOOK SHE'S MODELING FOR YOU! THAT'S IT..MAKE LOVE TO THE CAMERA..GOOD GIRL! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110954187336867540?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110954187336867540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110954187336867540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110954187336867540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110954187336867540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/02/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110954110878211071</id><published>2005-02-27T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T16:51:48.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/CAMPICS2%20006.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/CAMPICS2%20006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110954110878211071?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110954110878211071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110954110878211071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110954110878211071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110954110878211071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/02/h.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110775169722906858</id><published>2005-02-06T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T23:48:17.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20096.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20096.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about me? Don't I look beautiful?!?!?!?!? &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110775169722906858?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110775169722906858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110775169722906858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110775169722906858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110775169722906858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-about-me-dont-i-look-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110775134478851911</id><published>2005-02-06T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T23:42:24.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20056.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20056.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another handsome picture of Rj. He's come a long way since highschool days. Rj Rj Rj...he's looking great isn't he? &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110775134478851911?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110775134478851911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110775134478851911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110775134478851911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110775134478851911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-is-another-handsome-picture-of-rj.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110718403311947559</id><published>2005-01-31T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:55:54.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOGILY WOOGILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is my beautiful sweater that Sandy gave me on my birthday. Anyhow, I woke up today feeling great, and ready to tackle what the world has to shoot at me. For some reason I felt soo refreshed this morning. I felt like running to Rj's house to wake him up to go jogging. We haven't jogged in a while now because of the weather changes, but we'll continue our jogging routine when the weather goes back to normal. I am in such a good mood today. I really feel like something great is going to happen. If not, if nothing big is going to occur, and everything just flows smoothly at school, and here at home, that's fine too! I just feel like it's going to be a great day for me, and hopefully for whoever is reading this (probably Ate jesselle...ehehhe...hi ate!) Well...I gotta get ready for school...but I think I will post one more picture before I leave...  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110718403311947559?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110718403311947559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110718403311947559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718403311947559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718403311947559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/boogily-woogily.html' title='BOOGILY WOOGILY'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110718441083905503</id><published>2005-01-31T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:13:30.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/IMG_0065.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/IMG_0065.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my babygirls...Lexa (top) and Ryanne . Lexa's birthday was six days ago. Happy birthday babygirl! I had a dream that Lexa came down for vacation and she came up to me and said.."Ate Mical, I'm taller than you!" which is sad caz she's only 8 (I believe). ahahahahha...but really when she gets older, she will tower above me...seeing as that I am such a little person...but oh well..what can I do?  I love Lexa...and Ryanne...I miss my babygirls....COME BACK SOON! and bring me some german chocolates..and those gummy bears that your tito Rj enjoys! they're soo chewy and fruity!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110718441083905503?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110718441083905503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110718441083905503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718441083905503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718441083905503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/here-are-my-babygirls.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110718361172716505</id><published>2005-01-31T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:00:11.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/Rj2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/Rj2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehehhe...Ate Jesselle...shhh..don't tell him that I put this picture up...hehehe...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110718361172716505?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110718361172716505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110718361172716505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718361172716505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718361172716505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/ehehehhe_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110718350972159819</id><published>2005-01-31T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T09:58:29.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/CAMPICS2%20092.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/CAMPICS2%20092.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehehhe...here's a pic that we're both kinda smiling in...I'm just looking weird...I look like some lunatic. eheheheh...ahhh one more hour to go until I leave for school...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110718350972159819?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110718350972159819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110718350972159819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718350972159819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110718350972159819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/ehehehhe.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110712799795580801</id><published>2005-01-30T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T18:33:17.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20080.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20080.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal went to church with me today. He actually woke up around six thirty and was at my house by eight am. The funny thing is, I was still in bed when he arrived. AHAHAHAHA...He was very tired because he got home late from work that morning, so I felt bad. Sorry hal. I am very thankful that he came. Next time I promise he'll get more sleep. His eyes were getting heavy he said during the preaching...either he was extremely exhausted from work, or the preaching was borring him out, or both! either way, he should have gotten more sleep. It was my fault. Sorry again hal. I promise next time you can sleep in till eight..hehehe...at any rate, hal was able to see me play with the worship band. Today's music was difficult for me to play. I refused to play certain songs because I couldn't get the minor chords down. It's ok though, I am determined to know all the chords and play wonderfuly for the Lord. I am determined to play like Ate GingGing. She's a great guitarist, and drummer. I am determined to be like that, talented, intelligent, educated, and pretty...well I'm not quite sure about the pretty part...but everything else I will obtain! =p All I really want is to finish school and do what the Lord has called me to do. It's funny that Pastor Rick told the congregation today that I will be the next missionary. I have actually thought about that, and I actually wanted to do that during my freshmen year at USF. I wanted to quit USF and go to Southeastern and study for missions but my dad didn't allow me. We did get into some heated disagreements about my education, my future, but I prayed about it, and I understand that the Lord has not called me to be a missionary just yet. I know I need to finish college here at USF and do my best to get into medical school. If the Lord is willing, I will become a medical missionary. I do plan to work with children. My heart is dedicated to the children of this world. Hal supports me, and I am extremely thankful. Ultimately, this still needs a ton of prayer, but I will keep my eyes and ears open about what the Lord has in store for my future. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110712799795580801?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110712799795580801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110712799795580801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110712799795580801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110712799795580801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/hal-went-to-church-with-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706479419053284</id><published>2005-01-30T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:59:54.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20088.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20088.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this ends my blogging for tonight. I must get my Anatomy rolling. Till next blog...hopefully I don't forget about this blog of mine. Someone's gotta remind me that I have this thing up....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706479419053284?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706479419053284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706479419053284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706479419053284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706479419053284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-so-this-ends-my-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706465199475077</id><published>2005-01-30T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:57:31.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20083.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20083.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whadda ya think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706465199475077?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706465199475077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706465199475077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706465199475077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706465199475077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/whadda-ya-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706435791007729</id><published>2005-01-30T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:52:37.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20073.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20073.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is RJ's favorite pictures. I like my hair in it...ehehe...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706435791007729?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706435791007729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706435791007729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706435791007729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706435791007729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-rjs-favorite-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706422736568224</id><published>2005-01-30T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:50:27.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/91541008706_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/91541008706_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706422736568224?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706422736568224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706422736568224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706422736568224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706422736568224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-one-of-my-favorite-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706404209035262</id><published>2005-01-30T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:47:22.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/RNM%20022.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/RNM%20022.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rj...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706404209035262?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706404209035262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706404209035262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706404209035262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706404209035262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/rj.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706393408695969</id><published>2005-01-30T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:45:34.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/JAN05%20051.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/JAN05%20051.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hal (short for mahal...to those of you who don't know tagalog..mahal means love.ehehehe..). &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706393408695969?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706393408695969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706393408695969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706393408695969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706393408695969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-and-hal-short-for-mahal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706372243264144</id><published>2005-01-30T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:42:02.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/fLipnNibbl6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/fLipnNibbl6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rj really makes me happy. He's someone that can place a smile on my face just by being in the same room as I am. Ever since I was little he has always made my heart skip a beat. Now my heart is his, and his is mine, and we are finally in each other's arms again. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706372243264144?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706372243264144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706372243264144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706372243264144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706372243264144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/rj-really-makes-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706357604820251</id><published>2005-01-30T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:39:36.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/fLipNnibbl7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/fLipNnibbl7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 21,2005&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706357604820251?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706357604820251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706357604820251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706357604820251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706357604820251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/january-212005.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706340494981597</id><published>2005-01-30T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:36:44.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/970616251203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/970616251203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 14, 2004. Me, Rj, Sandy and Andres went to N. Tampa to look at christmas lights. That was a very, very  cold night, but Rj kept me warm...AWWWWWWWWWW...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706340494981597?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706340494981597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706340494981597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706340494981597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706340494981597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/december-14-2004.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706334293826108</id><published>2005-01-30T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:35:42.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/123104.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/123104.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, here are pics from New Year's Eve '04. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706334293826108?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706334293826108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706334293826108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706334293826108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706334293826108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/speaking-of-which-here-are-pics-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706329383211733</id><published>2005-01-30T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:34:53.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/CAMPICS2%20049.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/CAMPICS2%20049.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's new with me? Well, I changed my major. I am not an Interdisciplinatry Natural Science major. I am now a Medical Technology major. I am in my second year, second sem. at USF and I am loving my classes. I pray to God that I get straight A's this sem. I'll let you know if I do. PRAY FOR ME! pray that I keep my sanity!! I am currently at 16 credits and still working at Burlyworld. That dreadful part time job of mine, but ehh...what can I say, it pays for gas and my car so it'll do for now. Plus, Rj comes to visit me whenever I'm working, so I can't complain. Oh yeah! Rj and I are together again, this time it's even better. It's official and we don't have to hide anything. I am extremely happy with my relationship with Rj, and I can honestly say that I am blessed to have him by my side. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706329383211733?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706329383211733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706329383211733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706329383211733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706329383211733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-whats-new-with-me-well-i-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706303510389233</id><published>2005-01-30T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:30:35.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_11.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_11.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, sandy, chipmunk...I mean Andres (sandy's "dear")...shhh..don't tell him I called him chipmunk Sandy!...he gets upset....I better stop before he actually reads this...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706303510389233?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706303510389233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706303510389233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706303510389233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706303510389233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-sandy-chipmunk.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706294489524663</id><published>2005-01-30T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:29:04.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well...who's hand am I holding?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706294489524663?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706294489524663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706294489524663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706294489524663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706294489524663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706291781566886</id><published>2005-01-30T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:28:37.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rj.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706291781566886?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706291781566886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706291781566886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706291781566886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706291781566886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-and-rj.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706283705017844</id><published>2005-01-30T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:27:17.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ders me! pick'n the berries, and Rj smiling in the background. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706283705017844?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706283705017844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706283705017844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706283705017844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706283705017844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/ders-me-pickn-berries-and-rj-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706277339023525</id><published>2005-01-30T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:26:13.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rj, Me, Sandy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706277339023525?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706277339023525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706277339023525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706277339023525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706277339023525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/rj-me-sandy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706274916433688</id><published>2005-01-30T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:25:49.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy cake. Like I said last year, the cake that Rj bought was GOOOOD. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706274916433688?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706274916433688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706274916433688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706274916433688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706274916433688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/yummy-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706268972008383</id><published>2005-01-30T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:24:49.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this pic is old. It was taken on my 20th birthday last year in November. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706268972008383?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706268972008383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706268972008383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706268972008383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706268972008383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-this-pic-is-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706263128009939</id><published>2005-01-30T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:23:51.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mb20_6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mb20_6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEah know what, I haven't updated this thing because I totally forgot about it. I was faithful in updating it almost daily. I used to leave my thoughts and relieve a lot of stress from school by expressing them on this here blog...but oh well, I guess since I have a lot of new pics, I'll put them up here for your enjoyment, and blog every now and then...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706263128009939?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706263128009939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706263128009939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706263128009939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706263128009939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-know-what-i-havent-updated-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706133514436503</id><published>2005-01-30T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T00:02:15.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/575125981203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/575125981203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME and Sandy again at westshore mall. Funny how things are between the two of us, she used to call me for guy advice, now I call her for guy advice...ahahaha..funny...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706133514436503?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706133514436503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706133514436503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706133514436503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706133514436503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-and-sandy-again-at-westshore-mall.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110706113673953998</id><published>2005-01-29T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T23:58:56.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/372305981203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/372305981203_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Sandy during Christmas '04. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110706113673953998?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110706113673953998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110706113673953998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706113673953998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110706113673953998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-me-and-sandy-during-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110625616350182591</id><published>2005-01-20T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T16:22:43.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/just2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/just2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a lot of things have changed these past few months. I haven't updated this thing since November I believe, but at any rate, Uriah (who is noted in this picture playing the guitar), has left the States and is now back home in the Philippines. He's a great guy, a great man of God, and a friend. He's now a pastor in my home island, Virac. We'll probably see each other in June when I go back home. Ry's calling is to be a pastor and lead a church. That's awesome. His destination is Asia, in specific, the Philippines. I only pray for the best in Ry's life. One day we'll meet again kaibigan ko (my friend). &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110625616350182591?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110625616350182591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110625616350182591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110625616350182591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110625616350182591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-lot-of-things-have-changed-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-110010030338589188</id><published>2004-11-10T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T10:25:03.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mic Mic</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday. Thank you Jesus for another year to live and serve. I really honestly had a good time. My first birthday surprise was lunch with Ate Jesselle and CUTE ADORABLE...Jetty!! (love you JETJET from: your fairy God mother). It was thoughtful, sweet and boy was I full from the food! It was gggguuuuuddddd...yummy yummy yummy I've got stuff in my tummy...(Ate: thanks for the awesome cd. The songs are great! and I luv the cross necklace!). I was soo happy to see Ate and Jet. I took pics of Jet on my phone, sometimes he looks like his beautiful hip mom, or sometimes he looks like his handsome cool dad (Kuya Paul). Sometimes he looks like both! HA! GO FIGURE..he's got two great parents..LOVE YOU GUYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, Gladys came over to greet me a happy birthday....i LOVE gla..she's sooo sweet...sadly she wasn't able to make it to the get2gether at sandy's...but its ok. So yeah, Sandy and Rj wanted to take me out for dinner yesterday. But I kept refusing for that to happen because I didn't want them to spend that much on me, then again they still did with that WONDERFUL DELICIOUS tripple chocolate and strawberry cake..yum..it was the best...So in the last moment we decided to have it at Sandy's. It was good. We watched a movie, ate, and laughed and took lots of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andres (Sandy's bf) was there...he's really nice, glad Sandy is with him. I APPROVE! ahahah...Rj was there, when is he never?? hehe...just kidding..he's always with me on my birthdays...since Lord know's when...he chose the best cake...aahah and they put HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIC MIC on it...original..ehehehehehe...Well, Jason also went. I invited him to go with us so that he can meet my friends and hopefully make new friends too kasi he just moved here from Maryland. He's nice. He had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-110010030338589188?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/110010030338589188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=110010030338589188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110010030338589188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/110010030338589188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-mic-mic.html' title='Happy Birthday Mic Mic'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109949647494532183</id><published>2004-11-03T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T10:41:14.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. It's almost my birthday. Yiippee...I don't know, I'm not that excited anymore. I'm finally turning 20 and it only makes me realize that in a few years, I won't be where I am now. I might be off in another country, off serving the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109949647494532183?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109949647494532183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109949647494532183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109949647494532183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109949647494532183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/11/almost-there.html' title='Almost there'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109859700566952209</id><published>2004-10-24T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:42:33.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meant for YOU...</title><content type='html'>Last friday someone asked me what it means to get saved. He asked how...this is what I said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That if you confess with your mouth, Jesus is Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. for it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved. as the scripture says, anyone who trusts in him will never be put to shame....everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, remember...Jesus said...I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I recieve, and I am born again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109859700566952209?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109859700566952209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109859700566952209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109859700566952209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109859700566952209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/meant-for-you.html' title='Meant for YOU...'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109820222635276430</id><published>2004-10-19T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T12:10:26.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. I found out two days ago that I am going back to the Philippines this summer. YEEYAY!! I will be leaving in the begining of June. My brother and I will be going on vacation, both of my parents will stay here in Tampa. I'm actually very excited and I can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have much to say..except for..I have been really exhausted these past few days...but anyhow, I gotta go...till next blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109820222635276430?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109820222635276430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109820222635276430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109820222635276430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109820222635276430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/philippines.html' title='Philippines'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109777174489048421</id><published>2004-10-14T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T11:07:11.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 24</title><content type='html'>I was in my car waiting for class to start. I had one hour left and I was led into prayer. Then God led me to Psalm 24 and it really spoke to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verses 3-6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who may ascend the hill of the Lord? Why may stand in his holy place? HE who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not lift his soul to an idol or swear by what is false. He will receive blessing from the Lord and vindication from God his savior. Such is the generation of those who seek him, who seek your face, oh God of Jacob."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this speaks to your heart to...as much or maybe even more than it spoke to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109777174489048421?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109777174489048421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109777174489048421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109777174489048421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109777174489048421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/psalm-24.html' title='Psalm 24'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109772502512792655</id><published>2004-10-14T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T11:13:25.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/Picture50[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/Picture50%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I took a test today and I was really stressing out about it...so to release my stress and anxiety, I cleaned my room...ahaha..not that my room was really messy, but i cleaned out my closet and drawers...separated my clothes into piles of toss clothes, keep clothes..maybe keep clothes...ehehe...then i went through my night stands and emptied the drawers. I cleaned out all my notebooks, and I found three of my old highschool diaries....man i read them and i started to cry, laugh and just reminisce. I also found an old picture of me and my orchestra friends from highschool. Man, I thought if only I can get back to the size that i wore in highschool, I would look soo much better...hehhee...i was in volleyball and tennis so i was pretty fit back then. Now I'm some college blob...I'm a blob on flub...can't yeah tell through the pics?!?! geesh! I found a dvd too. ahaha...it was one of the Left Behind series. I found letters that Gladys had written. I found notes that even Rj wrote. I found pics of me and this guy name Bryan. He had a crush on me during my sophomore year. He was really cute. Smart and a talented saxaphone player. TEEHEE, he was also very tall. I always wondered why he had a crush on me. OHH man, I then found a pic of David, teehee..I guess you could say he was my first boy friend...yes, to those of you who don't know..I've had a boy friend before...most people would think that I've never been in a relationship before, but ehh, David and I didn't last long after he got kicked out of my house one night..AHAHAHAHA long story...I'll have to explain in another blog some other time...the story is worth a blog....but anyhow yeah I fould a pic of him and I at homecoming. I found pics of me and Donnie at bayshore. AHAHA we look funny together caz he's also over 6 feet tall and I'm standing next to him holding the American flag, and ahaha I look like a little girl next to him...we're both rained out...that was taken during an NHS event. GEE, what else did I find..humm...I found letters and pics of my cousins in the philippines...and some old tests that I took from my first semester at USF. You're probably thinking that my room is a pig-pen, but really it's not. I found most of that in one of my drawers in a box. I had obviously started a memory box..and I guess I forgot about it one day and I started another one, which is on my bed right now. I'm currently looking at the things that I decided to keep. It's funny caz I even found an old JOLLIBEE receipt FROM MANILA! ahaha...we ate at Jollibee located in SM and I kept the receipt and I even found a napkin! I found a peice of paper with prayer requests from highschool. I had things such as prayers for my friends, teachers, and even those who I had crushes on. ahaha..I can't beleive it...I have a paper with peoples addresses from highschool. but I don't keep in touch with them. I guess I promised I would...opppss...ok..I gotta go...my room is done...I'm just curious about my memory box. I have so many things in there that I want to look at...from movie stubs, to plan tickets, to napkins from washington d.c or manila, to pictures of friends, and receipts from the philippines..it's full of stuff..ahaha...and the thing is...I dont want to throw them away! ahaha...weird no!?!?  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109772502512792655?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109772502512792655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109772502512792655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109772502512792655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109772502512792655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/man-i-took-test-today-and-i-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109772399141407846</id><published>2004-10-13T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T23:19:51.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/154335248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/154335248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy took a pic of me after I used the bathroom in the RV....HOW RUDE! .teehee..nah I didn't use it...=p ...I wouldn't do such a thing! COME ON NOW!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109772399141407846?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109772399141407846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109772399141407846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109772399141407846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109772399141407846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/sandy-took-pic-of-me-after-i-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109772378321908452</id><published>2004-10-13T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T23:16:23.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/156135248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/156135248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken durring hurricane charley...sandy and i were having fun in the RV...ahaha..we took tons of pics...she played chop sticks on the keyboard 1000 times and i was going crazy...i mean you'd figure after her third time playing chop sticks she'd quit right?!?!? nooo...obvoiusly that was the only thing she could play...teehee..just kidding...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109772378321908452?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109772378321908452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109772378321908452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109772378321908452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109772378321908452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-was-taken-durring-hurricane.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109769400489094228</id><published>2004-10-13T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T15:00:04.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm going crazy</title><content type='html'>ok I have this huge test today at 5pm and I'm going crazy...PRAY FOR ME!! (if you get this in time! =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109769400489094228?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109769400489094228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109769400489094228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109769400489094228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109769400489094228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-im-going-crazy.html' title='ahhhhhhhhhhhhh I&apos;m going crazy'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109724816517957646</id><published>2004-10-08T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T11:09:25.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry</title><content type='html'>Hungry, I come to you, for I know you satisfy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, in all honesty, I am very hungry right now. My stomach growls.....grrrr....FEED MEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im heading to get some grub for my tub, and eventually I'll gain more flub...ahahah ok im a dork...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im going to subway...SUBWAY..EAT FRESH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109724816517957646?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109724816517957646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109724816517957646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109724816517957646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109724816517957646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/hungry.html' title='Hungry'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109724342690135309</id><published>2004-10-08T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T09:50:26.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO more worries, JUST MORE PRAISES!</title><content type='html'>Thank you Jesus. I'm so thankful that everything that I am going through, I will get through it. God never gives us anything that we can't handle. I believe it! I'm rejoicing in God that I can defeat the enemy through His word, and having faith that all things work for the good of those who love him. I am thankful that I do not live by the law of sin and death, but by the law of the Spirit of Jesus Christ himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many praise reports to say, but I can't say them because I promised I would wait for the appointed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say this though, that I am very thankful for an "Ate" of mine. ~~~~Ate Jesselle~~~~. I am thankful that she keeps up with my blog and posts comments here because she left the sweetest comment ever. Infact, not only was it sweet and thoughtful, it really touched me. It actually spoke to my spirit and I cried out to God after reading it and thanked Him for actually speaking through Ate. I love God, and I'm thankful that He gave me such a wonderful "sister" to look up to. I love you Ate!! I am that apple, I will wait patiently for the right "apple picker" to pick me off the apple tree! soo cute, so sweet, but actualy very true. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am thankful that Gladys was also given a position at Burlington. YEEYAY!! She's going to work with me again!! I remember our Target days....soooo much fun. This time we're not working together in the same department, but it's ok. I'm glad she's with me again! God is good! I can honestly say, I really wanted her to work with me, but I told God, "God you do what you want to do with Burlington. If you want her to work there, if you need her there for any purpose, any reason for your Glory Lord, DO IT! I know my desires, and you know my desires, but you know what's best, and I will lay down my desires for your will." and you know what, I believe God has a plan for Gladys in Burlington! I know it may seem weird to some of you, but believe me, God has used me in Burlington and I am willing to be used even more, and Gladys is the same way, she's on fire, Caliente por Jesus! (ahaha..learned that one from Jaritsa...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I gotta go now, class starts in 15 min. goodbye everyone! till next blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109724342690135309?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109724342690135309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109724342690135309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109724342690135309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109724342690135309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/no-more-worries-just-more-praises.html' title='NO more worries, JUST MORE PRAISES!'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109703685133883076</id><published>2004-10-06T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T01:12:39.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to Rj (oct. 5th)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/rj%20and%20mical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/rj%20and%20mical.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, well it's Rj's birthday today. (not quite sure if I should put this pic up for a few reasons, but oh well...it's a funny memory) Sandy and I threw a little get-together at her house today for Rj. We had pizza and Rj blew out his candles on his birthday cake. He's finally the big 20. It's been a long time since we've known each other. I really can't believe it. It seems like it was only yesterday when I first met this chinese looking, english speaking, can't understand a thing in tagalog filipino. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I can't stop thinking about our friendship. Meaning, how long we've known each other. Also, for some reason, some of the "stuff" that we went through apprx. 2 years ago seems to linger in my head often today. Is it because it's his birthday? Is that the reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I keep asking myself why I even dare to allow the thoughts to enter. I mean not that it's a bad thing, but I vowed never to allow any of it to distract me and bring me to the point where I would crave for it again. I don't want to be drawn in. Am I being too ambiguous here? To state it plainly, I just want to avoid having those "feelings" again. I mean honestly, he knows my view points, my beliefs, my standards in relationships, and I'm sticking to them. Oh and not that he's persuing me or anything, like I said before, we're just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the thing is, during the get together, Sandy had invited Andres (her boyfriend, who is very nice and also a fellow USF bull!! =p), and well I sat there thinking, man they are soo cute together, and ang lambing nila...yadi yada..., and then I started feeling kind of lonely, kind of like I was missing something, or that I was craving to have something, or someone rather. I saw how Sandy and Andres were and I wanted to be like that with someone myself, and well, you guessed it, the only person that crossed my mind at that point was the birthday boy himself. GESSH! I started to think about how we used to be. Rj was different when we were "MU" or dating rather. He wasn't so quiet, he was more open, and well, he showed his emotions, his feelings, and it felt good to know that the feelings were reciprocated. It felt good to know that someone cared for me that way. And now that nothing like that is occuring, I feel like I am some sore loser, or maybe I'm not even what people call "girlfriend" material...beats me...I just started feeling that way today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, I was missing Rj, even though he was there all along, but what I really mean is, I started to miss the past, the way Rj and I used to be and in all honesty, I shouldn't. I mean I'll end up hurting myself. It's like I allow my feelings to wonder off too far when it comes to things like these, and then when my feelings aren't reciprocated, I am the one who gets badly hurt.  I tend to care for people deeply, no matter if it's a friendship, or more than friends. My emotions tend to run high sometimes. I mean I'm the type of girl who cries during movies, who cries when I see a dog or any animal dead on the side of the street. I don't know why. And this is why I can't allow my feelings to linger like that any longer. I even start wondering why I haven't been able to get a boyfriend after that, or why is it that no other males seem to persue me? then again I know the reason why...and I know that I can't think about that, and I can't ask why, because I should leave it to God to bring forth that person, that male who will sweep me off my feet at the right time, at the right season. It's just today was soo hard for me. Seeing Sandy and Andres together really made it worse, not that it's Sandy's fault or anything, or Andres, caz it's really all my fault for allowing my stinking feelings to enter. Gessh...for a girl, I seem to be wayy too emotional. Oh and I am not saying that I want to be with Rj at this point, or anyone for that matter, it's just I guess I miss feeling important in someone's life, well, in a relationship status kind of importance...you know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these "feelings" stop by tomorrow. I sure hope so. I know what I gotta do though. I sure do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, now that I got that off my chest, maybe it's time for me to sleep...oh no..guess who is calling me right now...man, I thought he was sleeping already...oh well, I'm gonna pick up the phone and talk for a few, then hit the hay stack...ZzzzzZZzzzzzzzzzzZzzzzZZZZZZzzZZZzz.... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109703685133883076?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109703685133883076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109703685133883076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109703685133883076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109703685133883076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-birthday-to-rj-oct-5th.html' title='Happy birthday to Rj (oct. 5th)'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109695599971077748</id><published>2004-10-05T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T01:59:59.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/198235248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/198235248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sandy, taking pics...AGAIN...YIIPPPEE!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109695599971077748?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109695599971077748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109695599971077748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109695599971077748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109695599971077748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/me-and-sandy-taking-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109685614127099497</id><published>2004-10-03T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T22:31:08.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The "baby"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/787925248103_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/787925248103_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of the crazy pics that Sandy and I took that day, well, in all actuality, this is just one of the millions of pics that we take each time we are together. We can't get over the camera. It's one of our favorite things to do, take pictures of ourselves and make goofy faces....then again, I'm usually the one making the funny faces. One night Sandy and I were talking, and I realized that I am the youngest out of me, her and Rj. Sandy already turned 20 in May, Rj turns 20 this month (on the 5th), and I turn 20 in November. And since I am the "baby" out of us three, I am usually the goofy one. Also, I'm usually the one who gets easily amazed by little things like the audible icons on Yahoo that talk, or corny jokes that people say, infact I make up corny jokes myself and I can't stop cracking up! (that's caz I'm the only one who understands it). And of course, out of us three, I am the smallest...but I am the cutest..ahahah..just kidding...joke joke joke!!  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109685614127099497?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109685614127099497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109685614127099497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685614127099497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685614127099497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/baby.html' title='The &quot;baby&quot;'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109685567776841044</id><published>2004-10-03T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T22:07:57.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/793725248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/793725248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, yeah I look weird I know, don't I always? Anyhow, I just wanted to say that I am soo proud of Sandy and I, because we painted her room together in one day! And it looks soo good too!! Diba Sandy? Ang ganda nang room mo ! =p &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109685567776841044?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109685567776841044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109685567776841044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685567776841044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685567776841044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-me-yeah-i-look-weird-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109685406484876054</id><published>2004-10-03T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T21:41:04.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/468035248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/468035248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy has always been a very pretty girl since I first met her when we were in the sixth grade. She's never failed to take me down when modeling clothes... =p she has this pretty petite physique and it drives me nuts how she could eat so much, and yet not even gain a pound! Me on the other hand, if I eat one grain of rice, I become a cow! That's why people call me..MOOOOCOW...ehehehe...just kidding...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109685406484876054?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109685406484876054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109685406484876054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685406484876054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685406484876054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/sandy-has-always-been-very-pretty-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109685375312544297</id><published>2004-10-03T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T21:35:53.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/913835248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/913835248103_0_ALB.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is from Sandy's photo page. (thanks San-day! =p) I just wanted to say...HEY GURL! EHHEHEE..she's the best in straightening hair. heheh..she flat ironed my hair that day, boy was it nice and FLAT! ahaha...no really it was nice, my hair is wavy but that day, she really did a nice job with my hair! anyhow, like I said before, Sandy is a really cool chick, one of my good childhood friends. She and I have known each other for a while, a loonnngg while...she's a great friend, always there to help out. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109685375312544297?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109685375312544297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109685375312544297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685375312544297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109685375312544297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-picture-is-from-sandys-photo-page.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109647334067943704</id><published>2004-09-29T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T11:55:40.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Early this morning</title><content type='html'>Well, I went to bed kinda late last night. I was up doing homework, couldn't submit it online, got a zero for a grade ( poopy ), talked to a friend of mine online who transfered from UF to USF, prayed and then went to bed. I went to bed around 3 am-ish. I then woke up at 7am and decided to take a walk. I usually take my walks on the Friendship trail bridge around 7 pm that way it's not too hot outside, and afterwards I watch the sunset, but today I felt the Lord leading me to walk with Him early in the morning. And so I did. But before that happened, my mom was already in a bad mood. The enemy didn't like the Lord's plan today, so he decided to try to ruin my day by having my mom get all upset and furious over something simple. Man, I woke up with my mother screaming at my bother, telling him that he needs to clean his room. To those of you who know my family well, you all know that my mother is a clean freak (which is not a bad thing, but when it's 7 am in the morning and you have your mother screaming at you telling you to clean your room, it gets kind of annoying). Well, my brother was compliant and he took heed of her screaming and decided to clean his room before he got ready for school. Anyhow, that went on, but my mother was still in a bad mood. She decided to take out her frustration on me. I was the next victim. Well, first of all, I know everything that happend wasn't done by my mother, the enemy was at work here. My mom started to scream at me, telling me that I made the living room dirty, and yadi yada...or in filipino words....ma kalat daw ang sala namin...ahahha..all that was left in the living room was a piece of paper and my friend's cell phone and another piece of paper with meshack's game codes for his xbox game on top of the center table.... My mom freaked out about that. She said that the living room was a mess because when she left the house yesterday, there was nothing on the table. Well, what do you expect when a 13 year old is playing xbox and has his friend's over? He did clean up after himself and his friends. The house was clean, but the white piece of papaer was next to the remote control and Anthony forgot his phone and my mom freaked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I told her I had to go walking, and that I will clean the house before I go to school (even though the house was already clean!). She kept screaming at me, getting all upset and telling me that I don't clean...oh my goodness...I love my mom I really do. She knows I clean and the house is clean....goodness, but she really had this fit over just a piece of paper on the table. But I couldn't allow all this to stop me from having my walk with God. I felt the urgency to walk and pray early in the morning with God. I knew I had to. (especially after all this...) I asked my mom for permission to leave and so she permitted me, without forgetting to remind me about that paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I took my walk, and prayed, asking God to forgive me for getting a bit annoyed of my mother because it was soo early in the morning (and then some), but I knew I couldn't blame my mom for it. It was all the enemy's work. It was such a beautiful morning. I know I didn't get enough sleep, but boy was I energized when I woke up, and I was soo ready to take my walk with God. I guess the enemy couldn't stand it or something? Well, I prayed and I knew that things would get better when I got home. When I got home, my mom was still worrying about my brother's room, how it didn't meet her standards of "clean"...medyo makalat pa daw...well...the only thing that really bothered her were my brother's shoes on the floor! man..I love my mom...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't mind the shouting anymore, I got kinda used to it anyhow and decided to make her something to eat so that she'd feel better...hehe, caz really she hasn't even eaten breakfast yet, so I thought a full stomach would make her feel better, and then I took a shower and got ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point for this blog is...through all of that I knew the Lord has something in plan for today. Because lets face it, when we get closer to God, doesn't the enemy get angry? Won't he try to place an obstacle infront of us, and try to make us fall? And when God has something wonderful in store for us, won't the enemy try to make your day a complete chaos, that way you miss out on the blessing?!?!?! They enemy wanted to make me miss out on a wonderful walk with the Lord. A wonderful start to my day. The last time I took a nice brisk walk in the morning was about two years ago. And today was a date with God, and the enemy wanted to ruin it. I usually have my morning prayer and "soul food" (daily devotion), but today the Lord wanted to walk with me and talk to me, and so I let it happen. I didn't allow the enemy to ruin it at all, because I really could have. I could have allowed him to get underneath my skin, allow him to get me angry at my mom and fire things up. But no, I refused...and just to let you know, before I went to school I gave my mom a kiss goodbye (like always...=) ) and she was sooo happy, and it seemed as if she wasn't even angry a few moments ago. I wouldn't want to say that's weird, but it was really awesome to see how the Lord changes the atmosphere when you declare Him over all. If I didn't rejoice and declare God in the house, all hell would have broken loose....the enemy would have taken victory, but no! the enemy is below my feet, and my God is above me, and He is the one who reigns in the house, He will take over all.  Just a note, my mom is better, infact she just called me...she's really the hardest to minister to here at home, but the Lord is working in her...He's never resting...He's still persuing her until she declares Him Lord of her life. God's plan is not for anyone to perish right? but to have everlasting life...diba?? He is patient with her, not wanting her to perish, but to come to repentance.   2 peter 3:9 . well I don't know what else to say but GLORY TO GOD!! He's soo good...he's soo mighty..what a mighty God we serve!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I've taken up almost an hour here in the comp. lab, I still have two hours before class, so I'm gonna take that time to study. to those of you reading this durring the day, have a blessed day, and to those of you reading this at night, have a blessed evening! all in all, BE BLESSED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees,&lt;br /&gt;Mical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109647334067943704?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109647334067943704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109647334067943704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109647334067943704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109647334067943704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/early-this-morning.html' title='Early this morning'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109647106000214645</id><published>2004-09-29T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T11:17:40.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Blah, I'm at USF posting this blog, taking advantage of the DSL or Cable, which ever one they have...Anyhow, I don't know who checks this blog often, but I wanted to point out that this blog has been used for God's glory!! Hallelujah! I've been having these people from across the U.S or around the world e-mail me, telling me that they are soo happy to have found another sister in Christ! Or I would get e-mails from someone who doesn't know Christ, and ask about His love! Or I would get someone who knew about Christ's love, and decided to...well let's just say not walk the walk anymore, and when they came across my blog, it made them realize what His love really meant in their life. Well, I am really thankful for everyone who checks out my blog and who finds inspiration to seek Christ again. Thank you Lord. I know it's all His doing. ISn't that great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109647106000214645?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109647106000214645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109647106000214645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109647106000214645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109647106000214645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109643627879710039</id><published>2004-09-29T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T01:44:00.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bad boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/whymen4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/whymen4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad boys bad boys...whatcha gonna do? whatcha gonna do when they come for you? Bad boys...ahahhahahaa...when I saw the cop and the little boy, I thought about this song...Did you ever like watching that show Cops? I didn't...anyhow, I guess that little boy is going to time-out....tisk tisk tisk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109643627879710039?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109643627879710039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109643627879710039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643627879710039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643627879710039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/bad-boy.html' title='bad boy!'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109643589960343468</id><published>2004-09-29T01:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T01:31:39.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/dm20.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/dm20.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada!!!...this is my surprised look!!     =-O     and dawn..well...I don't know what kind of look she's making........hummmm..................................???????????????????????????&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109643589960343468?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109643589960343468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109643589960343468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643589960343468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643589960343468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/tada.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109643571581969323</id><published>2004-09-29T01:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T01:28:35.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/dm002.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/dm002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I promised Dawn that I would place our pics on my blog...so here's another pic! we took a bunch, so plan on seeing more of her and I on this site! ahaha...well, hummm...I really can't think of anything else to put on my blog tonight, besides the one regarding my homework issue...man, I really gotta get DSL...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109643571581969323?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109643571581969323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109643571581969323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643571581969323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643571581969323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/ok-i-promised-dawn-that-i-would-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109643504951672939</id><published>2004-09-29T01:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T01:17:29.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mic5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mic5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my ugly sad look...eheheh..I'm not very good with making sad faces...if I try, they just end up scaring people...If I try making my face plain, with no expressions, I end up looking angry...teehee..(sandy knows what I'm talking about...hehehehe)....well the reason why I put this up is caz I'm kinda sad...I have homework online for one of my classes at USF. My professor sets the deadline for midnight, thus the deadline for ch. 4 was 9/28 midnight, and well, I had bad internet connections so I wasn't able to submit my homework. I logged on at 11:45, well I tried to log on, and whenever I got to the site, (netzero...my crappy internet connection) would close my window! I wasn't able to fully get into the website until after 12 am, and by that time, the homework was already deleted from the system. Boogers to Netzero! Yeah I know I'm behind in the internet technology stuff. That's caz my dad won't let me get anything faster than dialup! Everytime I see the commercials for DSL or cable, I think..man...wish I had that...but I can't seem to persuade my dad into getting it. I guess I'll have to suffer. Rj is probably laughing at me right now...while he's reading this blog of mine.(stop laughing). He's always telling me that I need to get hooked up with DSL...hey why don't you try talking to my dad! geesh! If you can't even talk to him when you come over, what makes you think you'll be able to persuade him into getting a faster internet connection??? ehh?? =p chicken...you even told me that you're scared of him because he works for the sheriff's office and carries a gun! ahahhaa...bak bak bak!! (everyone else is probably wondering what I'm talking about...sorry..it's kind of an inside thing) ok, so back to my homework issue, so yeah I didn't get the grade that I wanted to. I really knew I would get an A for this homework, but I guess I waited too long to submit my work, so not being able to log in was my consequence. Well, I guess I deserve it. Don't you think? Also, if anyone has any good suggestions on how to persuade my dad into upgrading my internet, please let me know. I don't want this to happen again!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!                                 --------netzero customer going crazy---------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109643504951672939?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109643504951672939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109643504951672939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643504951672939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109643504951672939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-is-my-ugly-sad-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109638841451252045</id><published>2004-09-28T12:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T12:20:14.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An e-mail worth reading</title><content type='html'>This is an e-mail that I got from a Pastor friend of ours in San Francisco. IT's worth reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry its a bit long, but try to finish it...and by the way, it's all true...Bruce Vincent is a real guy, from Libby Montana, and he did meet President Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ----Original Message-----Subject: FW: George W....for realThis is awsome and speaks volumes about our President:Below is an interesting story written by Bruce Vincent, a  man whoreceiveda Presidential award for his volunteer services to the forestry service.The story is not about the award, but the awesome encounter thatoccurred between a Christian President and another member of the Body ofChrist, Bruce. Hope you enjoy for it speaks well of our President'scharacter and how much he cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping into the Oval Office, each of us was introduced to thePresident and Mrs. Bush.  We shook hands and participated in small talk.When the President was told that we were from Libby, Montana, I remindedhimthat Marc Racicot is our native son and the President offered his warmthoughts about Governor Racicot.I have to tell you, I was blown away by two things upon entering theoffice.First, the Oval Office sense of 'place' is unreal.  The President latershared a story of Russian President Putin entering the room prepared totackle the President in a tough negotiation and upon entering theatheistmuttered his first words to the President and they were "Oh, my God."  I concurred.  I could feel the history in my bones.Second, the man that inhabits the office engaged me with a firmhandshakeand a look that can only be described as penetrating.  Warm, alive,fullyengaged, disarmingly penetrating.I was admittedly concerned about meeting the man.  I think all of ushave aninner hope that the most powerful man in our country is worthy of theresponsibility and authority that we bestow upon them through our vote.Iadmit that part of me was afraid that I would be let down by the moment-that the person and the place could not meet the lofty expectations ofmyfantasy world.  This says nothing about my esteem for President Bush butjust my practical realization that reality may not match my 'dream.'Once inside the office, President Bush got right down to business and,standing in front of his desk, handed out the awards one at a time whileposing for photos with the winners and Mrs. Bush.With the mission accomplished, the President and Mrs. Bush relaxed andinitiated a lengthy, informal conversation about a number of things withourentire small group.  He and the First Lady talked about such things astherug in the office.  It is traditionally designed by the First Lady tomake astatement about the President and Mrs. Bush chose a brilliant yellowsunburst pattern to reflect 'hope.' President Bush talked about theabsoluteneed to believe that with hard work and faith in God there is everyreasonto start each day in the Oval Office with hope.He and the First Lady were asked about the impact of the a Presidency ontheir marriage and, with an arm casually wrapped around Laura, he saidthathe thought the place may be hard on weak marriages but that it had theability to make strong marriages even stronger and that he was blessedwitha strong one.When asked what the biggest challenge of the Presidency was, he talkedaboutthe daily frustration of partisan politics.  'This from a politician,'hesaid.  He said that when he was elected he promised that he would do inDCwhat he had done in Texas and that was build alliances and coalitionsthatbridged party lines in order to move the nation forward.  He had quicklylearned that there are those in the nation's capital that would ratherseethe nation dismantled than work together to achieve a common good.That, hesaid is a bitter and continuing disappointment.The President talked about the artwork and other items of interest intheroom.  For instance the desk he uses is the one that was given to theU.S.by Queen Victoria and used by FDR and JFK.  In fact FDR had a frontpaneladded to the desk to cover the mid section because FDR did not want thecountry to know he was in a wheelchair.    President Bush laughed andsaid,"My how things have changed, FDR hid a wheelchair and if I eat a pretzelandget a tingle in my arm it's front page news around the globe."  Thatlittledesk faux front is hinged by the way, and is the door that we all haveseenJohn John sticking his head from behind in the famous photo of JFK atwork.The President also noted that much of the artwork in the office is fromTexas or about Texas.  He said that it made sense for him to have it inhisoffice because Texas is part of who he is.  He talked about family andplaceand faith helping to build the person you end up being and noted thattheOval Office reflected who he is.  He noted that it would be a mistake tocome to the Oval Office and entertain a mission to 'find yourself.' Hesaidthat with all of the pressures and responsibilities that go with thejob,you'd best know who you are when you put your name plate on the desk intheOval Office.  He said he knows who he is and now America has had fouryearsto learn about who he is.  If they like what they see, he may haveanotherfour years.  If not, then he may be going back to Texas.After about 30 or 35 minutes, it was time to go.  By then we were allrelaxed and I felt as if I had just had an excellent visit with afriend.The President and First Lady made one more pass down the line ofawardees,shaking hands and offering congratulations.  When the President shook myhand I said "thank you Mr. President and God bless you and your family."Hewas already in motion to the next person in line, but he stoppedabruptly,turned fully back to me, gave me a piercing look, renewed the vigor ofhishandshake and said, "Thank you - and God bless you and yours as well."On our way out of the office we were to leave by the glass doors on thewestside of the office.  I was the last person in the exit line.  As I shookhishand one final time, President Bush said "I'll be sure to tell Marchelloand give him your regards." I then did something that surprised even me.Isaid to him, "Mr. President, I know you are a busy man and your time isprecious.  I also know you to be a man of strong faith and have a favortoask you."  As he shook my hand he looked me in the eye and said, "Justnameit."I told him that my step-Mom was at that moment in a hospital inKalispell,Montana, having a tumor removed from her skull and it would mean a greatdeal to me if he would consider adding her to his prayers that day.  Hegrabbed me by the arm and took me back toward his desk as he said, "Sothat's it.  I could tell that something is weighing heavy on your hearttoday.  I could see it in your eyes. This explains it."  From the topdrawerof his desk he retrieved a pen and a note card with his seal on it andasked, "How do you spell her name?"  He then jotted a note to her whilediscussing the importance of family and the strength of prayer.When he handed me the card, he asked about the surgery and theprognosis.  Itold him we were hoping that it is not a recurrence of an earlier cancerandthat if it is they can get it all with this surgery.He said, "If it's okay with you, we'll take care of the prayer rightnow.Would you pray with me?"  I told him yes and he turned to the staff thatremained in the office and hand motioned the folks to step back orleave.He said, "Bruce and I would like some private time for a prayer."  Astheyleft he turned back to me and took my hands in his.  I was prepared todo atraditional prayer stance - standing with each other with heads bowed.Instead, he reached for my head with his right hand and pulling gentlyforward, he placed my head on his shoulder.  With his left arm on my midback, he pulled me to him in a prayerful embrace.   He started to praysoftly.  I started to cry.  He continued his prayer for Loretta and forGod's perfect will to be done.  I cried some more.  My body shook a bitas Icried and he just held tighter.  He closed by asking God's blessing onLoretta and the family during the coming months.I stepped away from our embrace, wiped my eyes, swiped at the tears I'dlefton his shoulder, and looked into the eyes of our President.  I thankedhimas best I could and told him that me and my family would continueprayingfor he and his.As I write this account down and reflect upon what it means, I have totellyou that all I really know is that his simple act left me humbled - andbelieving.  I so hoped that the man I thought him to be was the man thatheis.  I know that our nation needs a man such as this in the Oval Office.George W. Bush is the real deal.I've read internet stories about the President praying with troops inhospitals and other such uplifting accounts.  Each time I read them Ihopethem to be true and not an internet perpetuated myth.  This one, I knowtobe true.  I was there.  He is real.  He has a pile of incredible stuffonhis plate each day - and yet he is tuned in so well to the here and nowthathe 'sensed' something heavy on my heart.  He took time out of his lifetocare, to share, and to seek God's blessing for my family in a simple mantoman, father to father, son to son, husband to husband, Christian toChristian prayerful embrace.He's not what I had hoped he would be.  He is, in fact, so very, verymuchmore"See a great army marching from the north! A great nation is risingagainstyou from far-off lands. They are fully armed for slaughter. They arecrueland show no mercy. As they ride forward, the noise of their army is likearoaring sea. They are marching in battle formation to destroy you..."Jeremiah 6:22-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109638841451252045?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109638841451252045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109638841451252045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109638841451252045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109638841451252045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/e-mail-worth-reading.html' title='An e-mail worth reading'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109634326252101420</id><published>2004-09-28T00:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T12:12:12.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever had songs just play in your head all day long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/senior%20year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/senior%20year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole day I had this song playing in my head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a mighty God we serve! What a mighty God we serve..&lt;br /&gt;The angles bow down before Him,&lt;br /&gt;Heaven and earth adore Him...&lt;br /&gt;What a mighty God we serve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's an old song. I haven't heard that song in a while. I used to sing that at children's church when we were living in California, but I think that's a song that I first heard when I was still living in Catanduanes. For some reason, whenever I sing it, it reminds me of the Philippines. I mean of course I think about God's great and mighty power when I sing it, but for some reason, I relate that song to the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was driving today, I usually pray when I drive to school, this song just couldn't get out of my head. After I prayed I started to sing it over and over again, until I couldn't stop praising God in my car. Of course people started looking at me crazy as they always do, but really when I start praising Him, I can't seem to stop!! It's so addictive! I can't seem to get over His goodness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, there's one thing that a lot of Christians lack these days...they lack the boldness to shout to the north, shout to east, to the west, that Jesus Christ is their lover, their God. Where's the fire in them? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Let's not be ashamed of the Gospel. Let's allow the Holy Ghost to move, and not limit it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was joking around with my friend online and she told me that I was on drugs, well, I told her that I am high on Jesus!!! He's the drug that I take! I wonder if people would label me as too radical? Caz my co-worker (who also attends WithoutWalls), tells me that I am way to radical for him. Humm, is jumping for Lord, dancing for Him, shouting for him too radical?? If that's the case, what's not too radical? Does that mean I have to worship God plainly? Like I said before, I love extravagent worship, and I'm an extravagent worshiper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't just sit there and not allow the Holy Ghost to move! I want the Holy Ghost to move freely!! I want to worship the Lord with everything that I've got! He gave me hands, so I will lift them up! He gave me a voice, so I will sing praises and shout! HE gave me legs to move, so I will dance for Him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work last Saturday, I had a lot to do in my department after we closed the store. I prayed and thanked the Lord that I had work to do but also to give me the energy to get through the rest of the night, because boy did my feet hurt! Well, I decided to sing praise and worship songs while I worked and honestly, it made the time fly, but most of all, it made it lots of fun, and it became another time for worship! I didn't care that I was at work. Frankly, what would they have done to me anyhow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now most of you know that Chris works with me, and he and I sang praise and worship songs together while we put clothes up on racks, folded sweaters, etc. Isn't that cool?? I wish we had our guitars! ahaha... we sang David Danced, and ahaha..I even danced!! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;Then another woman from a different department (who is also a sister in Christ) joined in. Oh buddy, we could have had service that night! I was so happy!! I believe that was the holy spirit within us, who moved us to sing praises to God and we enjoyed every bit of it. The joy of the Lord is within me I tell you!! and I won't let anyone, or anything stop me from praising God!!! Give Him all the Glory!! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm gonna have to post a blog about Burlington one day....I've got lots to tell you guys!!  Lot's of praise reports! I believe there's a reason why I am there....and I thank God for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyhow, I gotta go study.....the burlyworld blog is soon to come...as for now, goodnight to everyone...BE BLESSED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mical &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109634326252101420?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109634326252101420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109634326252101420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109634326252101420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109634326252101420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/ever-had-songs-just-play-in-your-head.html' title='Ever had songs just play in your head all day long?'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625397582904673</id><published>2004-09-26T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:59:35.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/Whymenshouldn.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/Whymenshouldn.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's gotta do the dirty dishes...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625397582904673?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625397582904673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625397582904673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625397582904673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625397582904673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/someones-gotta-do-dirty-dishes.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625350023894165</id><published>2004-09-26T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:51:40.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/i2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/i2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is someting we don't see everyday...and it touches my heart each time I look at this picture...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625350023894165?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625350023894165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625350023894165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625350023894165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625350023894165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-is-someting-we-dont-see-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625225659621966</id><published>2004-09-26T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:30:56.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mical7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mical7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old pic of me and my short hair....i kinda miss it...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625225659621966?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625225659621966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625225659621966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625225659621966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625225659621966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/old-pic-of-me-and-my-short-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625204967144214</id><published>2004-09-26T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:27:29.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/micngla8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/micngla8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy pizza...I absolutely loooooveee this pic of me and Gladys...It's weird I know..but I love it. This is when I first got back form the Philipines and we spent the whole weekend together...this was taken during highschool so it's kinda old, but still...I love this pic!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625204967144214?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625204967144214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625204967144214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625204967144214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625204967144214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/yummy-pizza.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625167040956917</id><published>2004-09-26T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:21:10.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/family.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/family.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Jesselle, Kuya Paul and Jet Jet when he was still a baby...he's soo big now!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625167040956917?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625167040956917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625167040956917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625167040956917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625167040956917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/ate-jesselle-kuya-paul-and-jet-jet.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625136695268199</id><published>2004-09-26T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:16:06.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/my%20goin%20to%20work%5B1%5D.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/my%20goin%20to%20work%5B1%5D.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uriah's work pic...he's armed and ready to tackle bad guys in Montana...ahahhaa...j/k&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625136695268199?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625136695268199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625136695268199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625136695268199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625136695268199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/uriahs-work-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625048843239872</id><published>2004-09-26T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:01:28.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/dm019.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/dm019.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dawn again...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625048843239872?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625048843239872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625048843239872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625048843239872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625048843239872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/me-and-dawn-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109625016856985601</id><published>2004-09-26T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T21:56:08.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/dm26.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/dm26.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funky pic of me and dawn...except I'm more of the funky looking one..ahaha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109625016856985601?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625016856985601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109625016856985601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625016856985601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109625016856985601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/funky-pic-of-me-and-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109624982442916503</id><published>2004-09-26T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T21:50:24.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/me%20and%20shack.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/me%20and%20shack.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and my brother Meshack. Yes his name is from the Book of Daniel chapter 3. His name is spelled wrong. Meshach is the correct spelling for his name. It's a bad pic of me, but a good pic of him, and yeah he's chunnnnnkkkkaaayy!! ahahaha...just kidding, he's a really nice, sweet, yet makulit (hard-headed), little bro. He's really into video games , cars, basketball and football. Oh and he's a huge fisherman (all because of my dad). When we go fishing we fight over who gets the nice fishing pole..ahaha..I always want the nice one. I think it lures the big fish...ahaha..nah just kidding...So yeah, he's a very athletic boy. He's involved in basketball at school, and he's planning on joining the football team next year in highschool. He tries to teach me how to play basketball, I'm getting better...ahaha...I just have a slight problem shooting from the three point line and beyond...oh and taking the ball from others...but I'm getting there...kinda...ahaha...But in volleyball, I can beat his butt anytime...ahaha..He's also a smart kid..not as smart as me though..ahaha just kidding..I'm so mean to him...I gotta stop. All in all, he's a nice brother. I hardly ever tell people that, but he is...he's just quiet at times...especially if he doesn't know you well...but he'll come around...well, he's still in middle school...I can't wait till he reaches highschool, that way he can get my sentra so I can get a new car...ahaha..just kidding...but really he's growing up fast, I can't believe it...he tells me that he doesn't have any crushes at this point in time, but I know he does, he's just afraid to tell me, caz I'd end up embarassing him...ahaha...I'm so mean...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109624982442916503?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109624982442916503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109624982442916503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109624982442916503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109624982442916503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-is-me-and-my-brother-meshack.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109624801226260492</id><published>2004-09-26T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T21:20:12.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>one of my favorite verses</title><content type='html'>In my daily devotional, I am currently in the book of Isaiah, and well on the 23rd I was in Isaiah 43. Isaiah 43: 2-3 is ONE of my favorite verses. It goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 When you pass through the waters, I will be with you, and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned, the flames will not set you ablaze. 3 For I am the Lord, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was going through  a tough battle a while back ago, someone who is very dear to my heart shared this verse with me. It touched me tremendously, and when I had read it that night for my quiet time, it really spoke to my heart again. It's awesome how the Lord works. In everything that we go through, every river, every fire, the Lord will be with us. He'll hold us, guide us, comfort us, protect us. He won't let anything hurt us. He is our Lord our Savior. He also said in Isaiah 41:10 not to have fear for He is with us, and don't be dismayed because He is our God. He will strengthen us and help us. And most importantly, His righteous right hand will uphold us. He'll do all that while we walk through the waters, and through the fires....My God is soo great...so awesome...He reigns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109624801226260492?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109624801226260492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109624801226260492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109624801226260492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109624801226260492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-of-my-favorite-verses.html' title='one of my favorite verses'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109624715468519854</id><published>2004-09-26T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T21:05:54.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh out loud (a blah blog)</title><content type='html'>ahaha...last night I was talking to a friend of mine and he said that the Army recruiters used to call him and bug him all the time. When they asked him how much he weighed they said, umm we'll call you back in a few months...man, I felt bad, but I started to crack up...I cracked up for the longest time. Then I remembered a little icon that is on yahoo that talks...it's a guy that says...I love what you've done with your windows...ahahhaa...I started to crack up even more!! Yeah I'm a dork...I said yeah, I love what you've done to your windows, your plywood really accentuates your room...ahaha..dorky and corny I know..but it was funny at the time..ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, praises to the Lord Almighty, caz Hurricane Jean was no major threat to the Tampa Bay area. hahahaha, my dad refused to put up plywood on our windows this time around. He said..forget about it, God will handle everything. Which is soooo true, and so we went through the storm with no damages...YIPPEE! PRAISE JESUS! All public schools are off tomorrow, and of course USF is still in session. I was kinda hoping that USF would be closed, but oh well, it's ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lights flickered on and off a few times...my brother would start to declare that we will loose our electricity. I rebuked it!! IN THE NAME OF JESUS!! And glory to God, we didn't loose our electricity, if so, then I wouldn't be typing this right now...Sadly, our friend who lives two blocks down lost theirs. THey are over our house right now singing karaoke..ahahha..filipino's and their karaoke machines...ahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must get going actually...I have lots of homework to finish...I've been studying all day during the hurricane, but in between I'd take little cat naps...ahahaa..the rain was making me sllleepppyyy....ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well anyhow, thank you to those who prayed for us. God bless you!! BE BLESSED and JESUS LOVES YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109624715468519854?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109624715468519854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109624715468519854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109624715468519854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109624715468519854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/laugh-out-loud-blah-blog.html' title='Laugh out loud (a blah blog)'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109587471589659252</id><published>2004-09-22T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T13:38:35.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a reason why I don't like USF</title><content type='html'>There are too many people in the food lines!!! Man, I am soo hungry...I decided to cut my studying that way I can get some grub, so that my stomach doesn't growl throughout class...and man... when I walked to Subway, which is infront of Cooper Hall, about a min. walk from the library... there was a huge line snaking all the way out of the building...that's crazy!!  ahh!! So I went to Burger King, which is located diagonal from Subway and there are four lines, but they are all packed!!!!!! I don't think I have enough patience to wait that long..man. I could have walked to the Marshal Center and gotten some grub from Chick Fil-A or something, but I didn't have enough time to do that either!!! I am soo hungry...if there weren't so many peope at usf, this wouldn't be happening...but oh well, I'll get serious, even if there weren't so many people, if people just came all at once, there'd be a line, which that's the case, people decide to get food...WHEN I WANT FOOD...which causes a back up in the line!! ahh!! which places me behind everyone else...which causes my stomach to growl during class..which disturbs my professor, which causes my concentration level to decrease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr...said my stomach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109587471589659252?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109587471589659252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109587471589659252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109587471589659252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109587471589659252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/reason-why-i-dont-like-usf.html' title='a reason why I don&apos;t like USF'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109581653686810574</id><published>2004-09-21T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T22:18:47.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Puppy Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/drawing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN, I just recently talked to a friend of mine two nights ago about our "past". Yeah, you guessed it...we were an "item". Yet we labeled ourselves as "MU" or for those of you who are not pinoys...this means mutual understanding...yeah yeah, so there's nothing like that in American standards of dating, but whether we wanted to or not, we were really a couple. and I bet most of you are wondering who I am talking about...alright, it's my childhood friend named..you guessed it..Rj...this label of "MU" all started our senior year of highschool, it didnt last long because I was the one who ended it..it was difficult for me to let him "go" at first, seeing as that I am a girl, very emotional, and yes, I've had these puppy love feelings for this person for the longest time ever, but I was still able to overcome it all. With all the Lord's help...trust me..this took a lot of sacrifice, a lot of prayer...although I was only 18 going on 19, I seriously thought he would be the "one". I mean since I know him well, he knew me well...his family knew my family...we were together for almost every occassion..yadi yada...we grew up with each other since we were about six or seven...but still I shouldn't have thought that way at all..it was actually silly of me to even think that. I was only in highschool anyhow...well anyways, to make things short, one day I cut up all of our pictures that brought memories of our "relationship". I cut up every letter that I had saved, every little thing that reminded me of him, my feelings for him, and even though it hurt, I knew I had to. I decided to tell Rj what I did to all of our pictures, even the first picture that we ever took together, thats when we first met each other, when I first moved here to Tampa...well. he asked me why I did that, I told him that I just had to. But I realized that I didnt tell him the whole truth...I actually made a commitment to date God and to wait on Him. I realized I wasn't in season to be in this "relationship". My flesh interrupted my walk with God. It became soo hard to concentrate on things. He'd be on my mind 24/7..literally...I couldn't eat right, I could'nt sleep...I'd wait for him to call me and I would stay on the phone for hours just talking to him about anything...I couldn't let the day go by without hearing his voice, or getting some form of e-mail, or IM...I ended up idolizing this guy. That's why I had to loose everything that I had that brought back my feelings for him. I gave up a little gold pin that he bought me that symbolized his feelings for me. Although it was just a pin and not a ring or bracelet, it still meant a lot to me. Though some of you are probably thinking, nah, you should have just kept it and prayed that God will help you get through it...that way you have something to look at in the future...well at least that's what I was told before from a friend of mine...and Rj even told me that so much good came from it all, but in all actuality, I was fading away...I felt that my whole world was starting to revolve around him, and I felt soo nasty, so disobedient to my God. I knew I had to give up my feelings. My puppy love had blossomed into deeper feelings that I couldn't control until I gave it up to God. Thats really what I did. I sacrificed what I felt for this person, in order for me to break free from the bondage. Elizabeth Elliot says "God gives us material for sacrifice...Our offerings to Him may very likely be seen as senseless or even fanatical, but He receives them." and I used to think that after I sacrifice my feelings for Rj, that God will bring him back to me at the right time, at the right season. Well that showed that I didn't really give it all. I was still holding onto my feelings. In order for me to have sacrificed it all, I would have just trusted God that he will take care of my feelings, he will take care of my future. Elizabeth Elliot also says "What will He do with these offerings? Never mind. He knows what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was told that night not to look at the "shoulda", "coulda", "wouldas"...and that's not what I was doing...that's not that I was trying to say or tell him when I told him about it all..I'm not thinking...what if I would have saved everything...it would have been more sentimental in the future...maybe I should have saved everything...just in case we do get back "together"...NOO! not at all.. but really if I did that...I would still be in bondage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, at this point in time, I am afraid of stepping into a relationship because all that I really want is to wait for the Lord to direct me, and if I stepped into a relationship right now, I would end up feeling that it's all my flesh. I just really want to be in season...and I know the Lord will let me know when I am. Now is not the time... I know that whoever it is that the Lord will direct me to be with, I won't have that feeling of uncertainty...because whatever is of God is settled and fear and doubt is not from the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I gotta go....goodnight to everyone...and on the lighter side of things...the first day of fall starts tomorrow...yipppee..that means I'm getting closer to my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109581653686810574?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109581653686810574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109581653686810574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109581653686810574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109581653686810574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/old-puppy-love.html' title='Old Puppy Love...'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109581450071456884</id><published>2004-09-21T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T22:23:10.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/640/mic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/1292/320/mic8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I usually go jogging on the Friendship trail bridge (formally old Gandy Bridge)...and I take the time to either pray, to think, or just enjoy the time being alone, and not having to worry about anything. It's also very rewarding to sit and watch the sunset after a nice long jog. It gives tranquility to the spirit. It's so awesome being able to just sit there and think about God's power, because that huge ball of fire that you're staring at is God's creation...after the sunsets, I go home, feeling refreshed. I don't know, maybe I'm just too sentimental or something, but I really enjoying just taking some time out and watching God''s wonderous creations set before your eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so great----higher than the heavens, higher than the stars.... Job 22:12 TLB  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109581450071456884?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109581450071456884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109581450071456884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109581450071456884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109581450071456884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/well-i-usually-go-jogging-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109527468511565951</id><published>2004-09-15T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T14:58:05.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TESTS</title><content type='html'>Man, I took a test today...I don't feel so good about it...man...I don't know..I felt great about it before. I thought I'd do well on it...beats me...maybe I didn't study enough for it...maybe I was too over confident. I studied for this...for a long time...and even before the test and I freaked out during the test caz we only had 50 min. to do it. ay yay yay...I don't know what's going on with me...I'm stressing out too much about this..In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109527468511565951?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109527468511565951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109527468511565951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109527468511565951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109527468511565951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/tests.html' title='TESTS'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109510312969796926</id><published>2004-09-13T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T15:18:49.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye IVAN</title><content type='html'>Hey EVeryone! thanks for praying! We are not getting a direct hit from the hurricane anymore! God is soo awesome...thank you Jesus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I wanted to add that I ammmmm sooo very thankful for all the Lord's blessings...He's soo good...His word never returns void...I wanna write more, but I'm at school and I gotta get going...I love you all, and I love God...AHH HE'S SO AWESOME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109510312969796926?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109510312969796926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109510312969796926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109510312969796926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109510312969796926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/bye-bye-ivan.html' title='Bye Bye IVAN'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109483036788780154</id><published>2004-09-10T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T11:32:47.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly...</title><content type='html'>Hallelujah!! I just have to say that God is sooo good! The Lord is that Spirit (the Spirit that lives inside of us) and where the spirit of the Lord is..there is freedom!! (2Cor. 3:17) Isn't that awesome?? I just get soo excited whenever I hear/talk about the Holy Spirit. Pastor Randy talked about "Suddenly"...how people (in Acts) suddenly were filled with the Holy Ghost and then they suddenly spoke in tongues...and that's what we should expect in our lives..that God will do sudden things..when we least expect it...we should always know that he will DO awesome things in our lives..because HE IS AWESOME... He will suddenly do miracles in our lives...when we are going through valleys, storms, whatever you want to call them, we need to continue to praise Jesus..and suddenly, before we know it..we have conquered, and defeated what the enemy threw at us...because GREATER IS HE THAT IS WITHIN ME...THAN HE THAT IS IN THE WORLD...suddenly is an awesome thing..We shouldn't be caught in the middle of our big problems..we should tell our problem how big our God is...and suddenly...GOD will take that problem and work it out for us!! Suddenly...suddenly...SUDDENLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was going through some "rough seas"...I broke into worship all by myself...in my room..and suddenly..THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD TOUCHED ME...I suddenly broke into tears of joy...releasing all my burdens..and giving them to the Lord..because ONLY HE can restore peace into my heart...and only He can give me rest...the Lord says...come to me those of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told time and time again..that when I don't feel like worshiping God...that's the time that I should worship him..praise him..and love on Him..because that could be my suddenly..that could be the sudden breakthrough that I've been waiting for!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets continue to give Him all the praise..and all the glory..and proclaim that JEsus is Lord...and the Lord is that Spirit ..and wherever the spirit of the Lord is..THERE IS FREEDOM... ...freedom from whatever the enemy is throwing at you...freedom from whatever is holding you down!!...freedom from sin...freedom from death...because the wages of sin is death...but the gift of God is eternal life in Jesus Christ our Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Jesus!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109483036788780154?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109483036788780154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109483036788780154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109483036788780154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109483036788780154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/suddenly.html' title='Suddenly...'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109476100626303859</id><published>2004-09-09T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T16:16:46.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH my..Ry actually e-mailed me! It was good to hear from him...he's doing well..so that's good...I knew he'd be on the road often..didn't think he'd e-mail so soon...I've been praying for him...especially for his hands to be used for God's glory...he's going fulltime into the ministry soon...exciting!! So anyhow, I better get going...lots of stuff to do before church tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109476100626303859?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109476100626303859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109476100626303859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109476100626303859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109476100626303859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616566.post-109474619394801175</id><published>2004-09-09T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T16:13:53.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Ivan</title><content type='html'>I just found out that Hurricane Ivan is a Cat. 5 now...oh buddy..here we go again...but the forecast is that when it hits TAmpa it will be weaker. well..if it hits any part of Florida..It will be a cat. 4 but then degrade to a cat. 2 soon after...A cat. 2 is still strong, but it's better off that way, than a Cat. 4 or 5..those are catastrophic.... Please pray for us living in Florida. This year has been very busy...we haven't taken down all of our plywood yet. They are still covering our windows... yeah we are preparing early...its better safe than sorry...We are already stocking up on water again...food..and of course batteries and lots of candles...if the storm hits the west coast..we are evacuating to Daytona...praying that IVan doesn't pull a Charley..caz Charley was suppose to hit us when it turned and hit the east coast instead...Ivan is suppose to make landfall by monday on the southern tip of florida...but then by tuesday...Ivan says..hello to TAmpa Bay...so yeah, please pray..thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Mikal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616566-109474619394801175?l=mic2blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/feeds/109474619394801175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616566&amp;postID=109474619394801175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109474619394801175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616566/posts/default/109474619394801175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mic2blog.blogspot.com/2004/09/hurricane-ivan.html' title='Hurricane Ivan'/><author><name>Mikal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17761797939146812108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
