<?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-5081342296929269671</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:12:40.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kyle.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5081342296929269671.post-4895851397234177548</id><published>2008-11-09T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:56:05.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma, what's the candle for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SRazl9da1QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9QqET_bFTOQ/s1600-h/698903506_746324efc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266594278990861570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SRazl9da1QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9QqET_bFTOQ/s320/698903506_746324efc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nov. 1-- All Souls day. As far as I know, All Souls day is a day to honor the dead people. It is a day that we go to the cementery, pray, and light candles. While I was lighting a candle for my uncle, I heard Karty (an 8 year old cousin) ask her mom, "Ma, what's the candle for?'. I listened. Her mom then answered, "&lt;em&gt;Nan kakan da ya usalen da di ay umey ka-&lt;/em&gt;heaven (They said that they use that to go to heaven)". Karty then laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I then went back to what I was doing carrying that question. What is the significance of lighting a candle during All Souls day? I researched. Some people say that it is a ritual, a culture passed down by I don't know who. But I think it is done to show your respect to those who passed away. Well, whatever is it's importance, It's nice to have a holiday together with your families... even the dead ones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5081342296929269671-4895851397234177548?l=gkyle22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/4895851397234177548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5081342296929269671&amp;postID=4895851397234177548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/4895851397234177548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/4895851397234177548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/2008/11/ma-whats-candle-for.html' title='Ma, what&apos;s the candle for?'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SRazl9da1QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9QqET_bFTOQ/s72-c/698903506_746324efc9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5081342296929269671.post-2327202399217369186</id><published>2008-10-02T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:02:30.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go! Compete and Socialize!</title><content type='html'>On Sept 24, we went to Sabangan for the Division Step Competition. We went there by jeep. It was a fun ride.&lt;br /&gt;    Me, competing. huh... well I'm a bit nervous at first but... whew! I did what I got to do, tried my best, had confidence and voila! I was the first placer. It all happened so fast. But I wasn't just there to compete but to socialize to. We met some students from other districts. But then, I have to go home the next day because my dad was leaving for Hawaii and I have to say goodbye but before leaving he congratulated me (of course!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5081342296929269671-2327202399217369186?l=gkyle22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/2327202399217369186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5081342296929269671&amp;postID=2327202399217369186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/2327202399217369186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/2327202399217369186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-compete-and-socialize.html' title='Go! Compete and Socialize!'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5081342296929269671.post-5966931223907020367</id><published>2008-10-02T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:54:58.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week's Phenomena</title><content type='html'>Last week, we had our rehearsals for the Monday program. Everybody went bananas. The boys kept on playing and some of the girls aren't paying attention. It's like everybody's in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;Cooperation... no, a physician is what we need.&lt;br /&gt;    We have to practice (we have to). 3 more days and it's our turn for the Monday program. We have to practice the songs: We are One and Shout to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;    Hope our program will turn out fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5081342296929269671-5966931223907020367?l=gkyle22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/5966931223907020367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5081342296929269671&amp;postID=5966931223907020367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/5966931223907020367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/5966931223907020367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-weeks-phenomena.html' title='Last Week&apos;s Phenomena'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5081342296929269671.post-2697662148428120088</id><published>2008-08-06T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:47:39.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambitions</title><content type='html'>All my life I have been wondering what course I'm gonna take. I had the idea of being an architect because they say I'm good in drawing  but then I found out  that Math is their major subject. Then, I thought about being a nurse, a pediatrician specifically, but then found out that I have to deal with the memorizing of different medicines and had to deal with blood. Then I stumbled on thinking about being a cook. Yes, that's it. I wanted to be a cook. Taking less math. Memorizing recipes and the variety of food were going to cook/bake. Yeah, I'm going to take Culinary Arts.&lt;br /&gt;    I'd like to finish my studies, help my family, and marry.... someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5081342296929269671-2697662148428120088?l=gkyle22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/2697662148428120088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5081342296929269671&amp;postID=2697662148428120088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/2697662148428120088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/2697662148428120088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/2008/08/ambitions.html' title='Ambitions'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5081342296929269671.post-2929145827006803040</id><published>2008-08-06T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:40:23.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As usual, I expected English to be fun ('cause it's my favorite subject besides Science). I thought the teacher speaks well and levels her words with our vocabulary. I'm glad she's open and kind and humorous.&lt;br /&gt;For the other subjects.. well.. I found some of them complicated and quite hard. I was happy to have Biotech. On TLE, I looked forward on baking and eating delicious cakes, tarts, rolls... heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5081342296929269671-2929145827006803040?l=gkyle22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/2929145827006803040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5081342296929269671&amp;postID=2929145827006803040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/2929145827006803040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/2929145827006803040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/2008/08/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5081342296929269671.post-7925909670792948517</id><published>2008-07-02T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:36:53.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "third" first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, I was very excited for the first day of school that i woke up at 5:00 that I don't usually do. It was thopught it was exciting to be in the third-year. I was excited to see my classmates and friends. I missed them so much. I was hoping for a new classmate, a new face to see inside the room.&lt;br /&gt;At school, we got the news that we have a new classmate. EVerybody started to talk about him/her. It's good to have a new classmate(being) in this "crazy" family. But at the rest of the day, we received many asignments and projects already, but still, it's feels good to0 be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5081342296929269671-7925909670792948517?l=gkyle22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/7925909670792948517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5081342296929269671&amp;postID=7925909670792948517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/7925909670792948517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/7925909670792948517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/2008/07/third-first-day-of-school.html' title='The &quot;third&quot; first day of school'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5081342296929269671.post-3156777159034514608</id><published>2008-06-15T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:58:48.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogspot at school</title><content type='html'>wala lang.. it's nice to have a new blog site,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5081342296929269671-3156777159034514608?l=gkyle22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/feeds/3156777159034514608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5081342296929269671&amp;postID=3156777159034514608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/3156777159034514608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5081342296929269671/posts/default/3156777159034514608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkyle22.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogspot-at-school.html' title='blogspot at school'/><author><name>kyle.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04393897021453524039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sMwKhzBQ6xw/SIG46jj5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CDrnWeRNDFA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
