eTtezus: September 2007

Thursday, September 20, 2007

First Grading is Over

We were through with the first grading of the schoolyear 2007-2008. Of course, we have already finished our exams. All the things we have already learned in the first grading was included in the examination. And thanks God,we passed. We are now in the second grading of this school year. Ma'am Vera Cruz, our computer teacher, taught us the different tags, HTML, HTML File, HTML Editors, Page Address, the most essential web standards and many more.

We also experienced encoding yags taught to us by Ma'amVera Cruz in the notepad. Honestly speaking,"makasholaw".. hehe! In our activity I entitled BASIC HTML TAGS, it's so "nakakaduling". You have to be careful enough to encode the tags because if ever you will commit one mistake (even one) the activity will not appear in the Internet Explorer. We made a written activity regarding all tags included in our activity I. We were also through with the activity II entitled heading tags. Actually it'smore easy because it has lesser content.

It's good to know this kind of things... "KAKAIBA"and "ASTIG"! but sometimes nakakasawa(rigat gamin.. hehe!)
COMPUTER EDUCATION ROCKS!!!!

teardrops on my guitar

Drew looks at me.
I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want and I need
And everything that we should be.
I'll bet she's beautiful,
That girl he talks about.
And she's got everything
That I have to live without.
Drew talks to me.
I laugh, cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see
Anyone, when he's with me.
He says he's so in love.
He's finally got it right.
I wonder if he knows
He's all I think about at night!
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.
He's the song in the car I keep singing,
Don't know why I do.
Drew walks by me.
Can he tell that I cant breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly.
The kind of flawless I wish I could be.
She better hold him tight,
Give him all her love,Look in those beautiful eyes,
And know she's lucky, cause
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star,
He's the song in the car I keep singing,
Don't know why I do.
So I drive home alone.
As I turn out the light,
I'll put his picture down,
And maybe get some sleep tonight.
Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart,
He's the song in the car I keep singing,
Don't know why I do.
He's the time taken up,
But there's never enough.
And he's all that I need to fall into.
Drew looks at me.
I fake a smile so he won't see.