<?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-4884597187279053338</id><updated>2011-09-19T08:58:43.389-07:00</updated><category term='SEMINAR'/><category term='NURSE'/><category term='experience'/><category term='busy'/><category term='SHOP'/><category term='BORED'/><category term='funny'/><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP5sNzrOFaA/TXDYLs07v_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/UFukp7ldY_s/s320/DSC08655.JPG'/><category term='trip'/><category term='after duty'/><title type='text'>my retarded paradise</title><subtitle type='html'>boredom buster!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-6771093792606922769</id><published>2011-06-20T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:34:41.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW IS MISS WORKING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEkM7Q8XXTg/Tf76MkJ8z1I/AAAAAAAAAyI/XRDJD2Hn8yU/s1600/DSC_0833.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEkM7Q8XXTg/Tf76MkJ8z1I/AAAAAAAAAyI/XRDJD2Hn8yU/s320/DSC_0833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620204478775742290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fun fun at work.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can't believe how come I was able to stumble upon my site after so long. A friend just reminded me about blogging so why not update my blog site though it's gonna be difficult since many things happened which all driven me insane. Actually, not much maybe it all given me headache and some unnecessary sickness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well let's start from the time I received the worst news anyone could possibly imagine. A bit exaggerated but its a big deal when you're an immigrant and staying temporary in a foreign place like here in NZ. I guess you already know what i mean however i can't shout it out loud so the world could see/hear lol. Anyway, it a bit of a struggle as for me knowing how unexpected it could be that stricken me all of a sudden. You don't have any single idea how everyday when i wake up, I felt so hopeless and helpless like the whole world is against me that I never did anything right in my life..such thing sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all those trials, I can say that the faith is still there and I'm holding onto it till I get to the finish line. I wonder if I let go easily, maybe I ain't writing this entry for sure. Being a bum is not a new story for me as I was a long bum after graduation. It isn't funny stuff coz people do think you're not doing something and they start to criticize you and everything from your superficial to your soul where indeed they don't even know the concept of failing big time consistently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until now, my life is still unpredictable..well, who's not..haha. I can't say that I was given a chance for my mighty wish of fortune and luck. Sometimes, I'm getting into my nerves but thanks to the people showing positivity and making me realize HOPE. Aside from that, I realized whose my real friends are. So disappointed with some people who I once thought were very concern and fully-understood my situation..Anyway, i can't please everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whatever happens, i will never forget those people who shown concern and helped me even with a simple note of "kaya mo yan!" (you can do it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-6771093792606922769?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/6771093792606922769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=6771093792606922769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6771093792606922769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6771093792606922769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-is-miss-working.html' title='HOW IS MISS WORKING'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEkM7Q8XXTg/Tf76MkJ8z1I/AAAAAAAAAyI/XRDJD2Hn8yU/s72-c/DSC_0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8490958670181013122</id><published>2011-03-04T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T05:56:13.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6.3 MAGNITUDE EARTHQUAKE IN CHRISTCHURCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FEBRUARY 22, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big earthquake struck Christchurch in the wildest devastation no one could ever imagine. It rocked the city just in the middle of the day at 12.51 pm where most of the people were outside the city and inside their respective place of work or study. Unlike last year's earthquake, it had been multiple fatalities making Christchurch the last place to live in. CTV Building was highly affected where 9/11 Filipino Nurses studying English trapped inside. Numerous people, foreigners, young, old and innocent babies suffered in this disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very thankful because I was in the safe place that time. I'm deep asleep and the shake woke me up. It gives me goosebumps everytime I think of the last time I was in the city which was a day before the quake. Hey, it's like yesterday when I had a coffee with June in the middle of the city where all the buildings surrounding us! Terrifying indeed considering the fact that I usually go to city every after lunch or whenever I feel like going to the library or maybe have a drink of coffee and roam around the city. Unbelievable knowing that Christchurch will never be the same again. Heritage buildings were devastated and even the Cathedral destroyed into undefined broken structure. I feel for the people who lost their lives helplessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling so helpless is what I felt upon realizing how much damage not only in the properties but mostly to people whose lives were taken away with much suffering.. As for me, I wanted to move out from this place but my mind was shaken with the reality that it isn't easy to rush on things. It can be easy to decide whether to leave or not but the main point is what life's waiting for me if I transferred to a different unfamiliar place. I'm playing stupid if I do so. Glory already moved out from this house with her own personal reasons and flew to Auckland couple of days ago. I'm officially occupying my room alone. New start, new beginning of living on my own. Trying to be brave after all these disasters and dramas along the way. Be strong for yourself, Geralyn. Pray Hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Photos from the Earthquake's Terrifying Disaster:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oe3VdpUtcNQ/TXDt-gVQa-I/AAAAAAAAAx8/mkdwqqI6heM/s1600/s_n35_00036172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oe3VdpUtcNQ/TXDt-gVQa-I/AAAAAAAAAx8/mkdwqqI6heM/s320/s_n35_00036172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221596398808034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cathedral Square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuV3VSV5akQ/TXDt-G0jNUI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Txul8lwSVGI/s1600/s_n51_02231709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuV3VSV5akQ/TXDt-G0jNUI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Txul8lwSVGI/s320/s_n51_02231709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221589550740802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gkv4cN0V6kU/TXDt-cOke8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/gzWgIq73i6U/s320/s_n45_92862675.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221595297020866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuV3VSV5akQ/TXDt-G0jNUI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Txul8lwSVGI/s1600/s_n51_02231709.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vawf09xS18/TXDt92u45tI/AAAAAAAAAxk/forM-JOM2gU/s1600/s_n24_09337150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vawf09xS18/TXDt92u45tI/AAAAAAAAAxk/forM-JOM2gU/s320/s_n24_09337150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221585232029394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9CliFSEOac/TXDt9ntagyI/AAAAAAAAAxc/y7DUcQbzsGg/s320/s_n32_00036344.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221581199311650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ra5sdagvWEM/TXDsixGrLFI/AAAAAAAAAxM/dbV_lxKJLww/s320/s_n11_22215191.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220020353084498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zYIjuGwkno/TXDsiKPcVxI/AAAAAAAAAw8/uI1QJthd_cs/s320/s_n07_22214147.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220009920878354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_RJTzg0UGc/TXDsiAahS4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/aJWblF0lZE0/s320/s_n01_22111574.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220007282985858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROuA1dW_Ys8/TXDsidvX3MI/AAAAAAAAAxE/UlXoWTz_jxU/s320/s_n10_22212755.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220015155076290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nXAdAMWMDqg/TXDsi6IvfUI/AAAAAAAAAxU/Rykp3fiZb3s/s320/s_n13_22219008%2B%25281%2529.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220022777675074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CTV Building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Source: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/infocus/2011/02/earthquake-in-new-zealand/100013/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.theatlantic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/infocus/2011/02/earthquake-in-new-zealand/100013/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;/infocus/2011/02/earthquak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9Bl5mrdtwU/TXDcst3e8HI/AAAAAAAAAwU/yNfV-cY0sJo/s320/DSC08522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580202599096709234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myself.ate gina's friend.ate gina.rachel.carl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9Bl5mrdtwU/TXDcst3e8HI/AAAAAAAAAwU/yNfV-cY0sJo/s1600/DSC08522.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRMBrcHoIPk/TXDctB1cByI/AAAAAAAAAwc/mCA0f4s-0Do/s320/DSC08565.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580202604456838946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amber.rachel.ate gina.carl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kwTyL7eOVEY/TXDctDf3guI/AAAAAAAAAwk/UcJoIbgt14k/s320/DSC08643.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580202604903236322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;myself and marion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvsAzjr5pEM/TXDcsRgVeNI/AAAAAAAAAwM/TeBYyW7MuyM/s320/edit.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580202591483427026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ate Gina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN THE CITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(February 10, 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CxlOgh9ghsQ/TXDZ3nXPRJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/B4NcK8N6dys/s320/DSC08660.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580199487794529426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GXqn3qz9cA/TXDZ38CllUI/AAAAAAAAAvs/avHQRQJvmzQ/s320/DSC08663.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580199493345056066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time capsule inside this statue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OGI7xSTfvg/TXDYMD2-6FI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Encfr858hjY/s320/DSC08656.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580197640017995858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fALMSln1y6c/TXDYLIukhLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/BRwpcwE8K4E/s1600/DSC08654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fALMSln1y6c/TXDYLIukhLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/BRwpcwE8K4E/s320/DSC08654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580197624145020082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fALMSln1y6c/TXDYLIukhLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/BRwpcwE8K4E/s1600/DSC08654.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aExb6-hw49c/TXDYK9OzXqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/e8I1R56TfZk/s320/DSC08652.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580197621058985634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP5sNzrOFaA/TXDYLs07v_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/UFukp7ldY_s/s320/DSC08655.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580197633835384818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Junea nd his gross pose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1eoqsvvjT4/TXDYMcE88QI/AAAAAAAAAvc/eBhmzFsRYgY/s320/DSC08658.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580197646519038210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;naughty boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOXING DAY PART 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(February 12, 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDFVsNfU-x0/TXDZ4aJk3NI/AAAAAAAAAv0/77n6Ds41hQc/s320/DSC08681.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580199501427432658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp3FDgwLbgU/TXDZ4uQAj6I/AAAAAAAAAv8/lN9dJQgVQ98/s320/DSC08684.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580199506823122850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daughter and Mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsIYsYY0Tgs/TXDZ48igXBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/DU9upq0OIbQ/s320/DSC08719.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580199510658800658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gianni and Gabby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVifj3xCMEs/TXDfVArSCrI/AAAAAAAAAws/bXdeoZfej2w/s320/DSC08738.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580205490363828914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After I've hanged out @ Ate Gina's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movie Marathon as my Day off's Addiction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-1962222872263729605?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1962222872263729605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1962222872263729605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1962222872263729605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1962222872263729605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2011/03/february.html' title='FEBRUARY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9Bl5mrdtwU/TXDcst3e8HI/AAAAAAAAAwU/yNfV-cY0sJo/s72-c/DSC08522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5990999121977021218</id><published>2011-03-04T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T03:48:22.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>2 months have already passed by, i bet i'm too late to say happy new year folks. Anyway it isn't about the year that has been, this is about the new year to fill in for 365 days. I like thinking about possibilities and chances which might occur this year..I had enough of the dramas, pitfalls, and stressful instances. I'm not an idiot to expect a perfect life however I can somehow do something to control my emotions and start being calm and relax.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new life far from what I used to have last year characterized by hardship and failure. Don't get me wrong. It's sort of exaggerated in some way but most of my days are not that good to be told. The start of was good. Perfect way to start the year indeed. I'll share some photos of the most significant events so far this year.. Let's Start with JANUARY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUNEDIN ESCAPADE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(January 01, 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ1GGuz4wRQ/TXDHGanTvDI/AAAAAAAAAss/MhEnIkrS6ZA/s320/DSC01186.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580178851349380146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aya's Birthday in Dunedin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_NzUkpQG10/TXDHGnisQGI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jcRAuskUFUY/s320/DSC01192.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580178854819676258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks ate precy for inviting me:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axvipG9fdBE/TXDHHFrfk9I/AAAAAAAAAtE/FBOm0055woE/s320/DSC08156.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580178862909658066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in Dunedin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mQ4GCdKKKE/TXDHHjFDiCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/00iKqSYnknc/s320/DSC08163.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580178870801500194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll get a certificate if you reach the peak. idk if that's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eMdUPY-IlJU/TXDHG3t6caI/AAAAAAAAAs8/NbdvcikuJOI/s320/DSC08153.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580178859161711010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jump!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNNY SUNDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;January 09, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LutLSmsXHF4/TXDJ4M_fpKI/AAAAAAAAAtU/BnoseYDh6qw/s320/DSC08211k.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580181905709442210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ate precy's master cooking skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X97QYYiZxfw/TXDJ43GmxUI/AAAAAAAAAtk/dJy9ndfoM2M/s320/DSC08213.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580181917013558594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with Stew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8yAgflH4gc/TXDJ4grtX5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/qTQR_Gq14RE/s320/DSC08235.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580181910995165074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;timer works!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OET&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;January 15, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUwXksFizDg/TXDJ5AjICFI/AAAAAAAAAts/g8yQGwCnkTY/s320/DSC08240.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580181919549098066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watched movie as a stress relief after the exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CARL'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7A1hsZTnYrw/TXDJ5nQP3qI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qoEkbK3MtyU/s320/DSC08253.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580181929938902690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was insane! Had One Shot before going on duty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOh6PUa0Hhs/TXDNDuXxnQI/AAAAAAAAAt8/pzLfJdrk4yI/s320/DSC08251.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580185402183097602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RsqnoTxe30/TXDNEAGy5YI/AAAAAAAAAuE/E1u9kWnkTww/s320/DSC08252.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580185406943716738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARHOPPING IN THE CITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(January 22, 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owYNzYe_Elk/TXDNEXyEy_I/AAAAAAAAAuM/YZkSVV9n8xM/s320/DSC08300.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580185413299260402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curled my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPuVaVaP-XI/TXDNEghzAqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QSIHrgVQ9pM/s320/DSC08299.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580185415646904994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bubbly Marvin and stunning Ate Precy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUSKERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(January 28, 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UbtBTwVZMc/TXDNEy0vwCI/AAAAAAAAAuc/D89JWWFHgII/s320/DSC08423.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580185420558221346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hilarious show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AVhS7a3n2kc/TXDQcTbUlNI/AAAAAAAAAuk/42O498D9exE/s320/DSC08453.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580189122981827794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xqxFzxprSc/TXDQctFUKHI/AAAAAAAAAus/bUSfJZB5GL0/s320/DSC08455.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580189129868847218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awie.Amber.Geralyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZsLioRvCyg/TXDQc0i1sRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/hxzrEduYM6Q/s320/DSC08454.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580189131871727890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuddle this funny Man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5990999121977021218?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5990999121977021218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5990999121977021218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5990999121977021218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5990999121977021218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2011/03/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ1GGuz4wRQ/TXDHGanTvDI/AAAAAAAAAss/MhEnIkrS6ZA/s72-c/DSC01186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8947094240448299129</id><published>2010-12-23T02:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T02:25:06.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23RD BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23RD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps, it's time to say goodbye to a  whole blast year that has been when I was 22 years of age. At 22, I've  transformed to another persona in which I guess quite stronger and  slightly &lt;em&gt;waterproof!&lt;/em&gt; Trying to cope up with changes, I have  learned to become resistant to whatever thorns along the way though they  leave some pretty deep scar. They said I'm young, fragile, and  inexperience. There's no way I can be bother by those because I know for  a fact that there's something I can make a mark for myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMg-lw6quI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zBO2QCto04I/s1600/DSC07504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMg-lw6quI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zBO2QCto04I/s320/DSC07504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553819025139215074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My  goal since I was young was to go abroad at 21 years old. Basically, I  failed that for I arrived here in New Zealand at the age of 22. It's  quite funny because I proud to say that my job here is my first ever job  since I graduated last 2008 excluding the times I've done a month of  training/volunteer in a Hospital. What an experience isn't? Seriously, I  haven't achieved my ultimate goal. It'll take some time before I  accomplish it. I've wasted a whole of being a piece of junk. Not that  I'm not proud of my job but it's not worth it to stick with it.  Nevermind, a piece of advice from my quirky head, DREAM ON!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every  year, I've made sure that my birthdays should be a meaningful day for  me. I can do a thing which will make me happy though there's absence of  gifts, friends, foods, and family. Since I was a little, my parents  would always throw a party for me. Heaps of gifts from friends,  godmother/godfathers,relatives and random people. Fun games,  entertainment, balloons, party tables and chairs, great dress,  mouthwatering foods, party music, in short, a whole lot of fun!! Even  now that I'm grown up, I can find way to amuse myself like inviting my  friends for a simple gathering for lunch or maybe dinner and sing  karaoke all day long. Simple as photoshoot would make me happy. To be  with the people whom I give importance, is one of the best gift that I  can have. I don't materials things or bunch of foods around me, a simple  greeting is far more thoughtful than any other thing in the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Literally,  this was my first birthday away from my family and friends. It saddened  me to realize how lonely it could be in my most important day in my  life which happens just once a year and it will never happen again ever.  How can you turn 23 over and over again seriously??!! But you know what  made happy, it was the greetings from friends over facebook, a night of  work with less stress, greetings from people whom I have told that it  was my birthday..hahaha, thoughtfulness of ate precy to treat me for  dinner, voice chat with family thru skype, gift from people that I've  received, and just a good weather! hehe:D Though it seems like I have  nothing to be sad about, still, I feel incomplete especially now that  Christmas is just around the corner. I can hear the word christmas  wherever I go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is there any reason for me to be merry this  Christmas? Let's see... I will keep you posted on actually how to  celebrate Christmas alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU GOD FOR ANOTHER YEAR.  HOWEVER MY LIFE IS INCOMPLETE WITHOUT THE PEOPLE WHO I CARE ABOUT, I  WILL STILL CONTINUE LIVING AS IF THEY CHEERING UP FOR ME WHEREVER THEY  ARE. IN DISTANCE, WE ARE FAR BUT IN HEART, WE ARE IN REACH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMg94BINlI/AAAAAAAAAr4/E6Up-lFa5Lw/s1600/DSC07477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMg94BINlI/AAAAAAAAAr4/E6Up-lFa5Lw/s320/DSC07477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553819012859180626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMg-N7exOI/AAAAAAAAAsA/wClegOkXN8g/s1600/DSC07480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMg-N7exOI/AAAAAAAAAsA/wClegOkXN8g/s320/DSC07480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553819018741073122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;YUM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMhy_2mCsI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VtY8EpwkuHI/s1600/DSC01166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMhy_2mCsI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VtY8EpwkuHI/s320/DSC01166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553819925495548610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ NANDOS WITH ATE PRECY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-8947094240448299129?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8947094240448299129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8947094240448299129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8947094240448299129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8947094240448299129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/12/23rd-birthday.html' title='23RD BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TRMg-lw6quI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zBO2QCto04I/s72-c/DSC07504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-837406933334993629</id><published>2010-12-02T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T19:04:13.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No turning back!</title><content type='html'>This is it! I probably making one of the hardest decision of my life. I know it's should be done earlier as possible. I took a chance of letting time goes by without making any sense of my life here in nz. Until I reached the end of the year when all things were sorted out and created the final outcome of the questions I've been asking in my mind. Yay! so creepy! I have to be prepared like BIG TIME! Pls. pray for my success! I'm thankful because there's wonderful people along the way who won't hesitate to help.. thanks:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-837406933334993629?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/837406933334993629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=837406933334993629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/837406933334993629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/837406933334993629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-turning-back.html' title='No turning back!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1508437747607068999</id><published>2010-11-27T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T16:47:17.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RISE AND SHINE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TPGf4GhyWSI/AAAAAAAAArw/WIYPFJYSbhk/s1600/DSC07219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TPGf4GhyWSI/AAAAAAAAArw/WIYPFJYSbhk/s320/DSC07219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388402443606306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shot by mois (27.11.10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time, I've managed to check my blogger account! haha. You know me, I've been busy working but now, I'm gonna rise and shine. It doesn't matter if I get less hours of sleep as long as I can see the beauty of the sun and people passing by. I wanna drink my favorite cup of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frappucino&lt;/span&gt; and unwind in the library with my laptop&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; chillaxing&lt;/span&gt;! Aside from working and surpassing work challenges, I'm having fun spending time with myself. Not that I'm a loner, but basically it's way for me to discover what I wanted in life and not listening to those buggers! Anyway, they give spice in my life and so I need them to give a little spunk in my peaceful living.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase your dream is my new motto. I don't want to be rotten like a bunch of bananas trying to be like everyone. Who don't wants to fly and explore life? It's better to try than not to try it at all just because of stupid excuses! No use of talking and arguing with them. Such a waste of time!! ahahaha.. just kidding..We have our own perception on what's right from what's wrong. If your mature and old enough to decide on what to do, well then, good on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what life's in store for me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-1508437747607068999?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1508437747607068999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1508437747607068999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1508437747607068999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1508437747607068999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/11/rise-and-shine.html' title='RISE AND SHINE!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/TPGf4GhyWSI/AAAAAAAAArw/WIYPFJYSbhk/s72-c/DSC07219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5579251892757785423</id><published>2010-08-16T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:50:35.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Mind coz God provides.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure exactly what to write here coz I'm in the middle of boredom inside my room listening to a show in T.V. No one to talk to in the internet. The weather is too gloomy likewise the aura feels so boring. Waiting for the time or maybe to let the sun rest and darkness appears is the most tiring thing to do. I have to keep a better eye on the clock as it tick-tocks while i'm realizing that "have i consuming my time well enough?or am i just wasting it?" Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have achieved what I've longed for the last 5 months, is it worth it? Still, anxiousness kept me going all day long. I cannot be happy and fulfill completely since i'm stil tied up with something evilish! I wanna get rid of it so badly... Don't get me wrong, I termed evilish as a metaphor coz they likely the same. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God give me strength to carry on all this heavy baggage I'm carrying in my back.. I've been through countless trials but then you never left me standing alone. You're my only hope, oh God. I know you have a meaningful purpose for everything and that what keeps me hanging on. Thank you for all the blessings. i love you.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5579251892757785423?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5579251892757785423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5579251892757785423&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5579251892757785423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5579251892757785423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/08/never-mind-coz-god-provides.html' title='Never Mind coz God provides.'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-9185435686314758475</id><published>2010-06-11T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:14:09.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't FAIR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who said I'm lucky? When we talk about fortunes, it would cause an argument for sure coz it's obvious how unlucky I am in every aspects of life. There's no essence of saying these words for I know for a fact that there's something wrong with me that it would do no good in my way of thinking and my life perse. Pardon me but there's part of me wanting to burst out my emotions that I kept on resisting. Once I said that one most valuable thing I've learned here in NZ is becoming optimistic, seeing the bright side of life, and stay as happy as possible but what the heck I'm feeling right now giving me much headache and moment of vagueness just simply pissing me off. How much I tried to escape from my worries, myself won't do so. Every week different problems welcome me as my life becoming darker when it's used to be brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as possible. I'm trying to live life as if everything is fine like getting lot of inspiration from things and PERSON but in the end of the day, what's the point? I can still feel empty inside. I'm worried for the future I guess. It's like I have nowhere to go, nothing to be proud of. Should I remain as is without anything to make me satisfied. I know it's wrong not to be satisfied of what God provided w/c for my best, still I can't help but to question, "Why me? What's wrong with me? Why do you have to put all that challenges onto my back?" Yes, God won't give you problems that you can't handle however, I'm too fragile these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me are lucky enough to get much of what they need and receive more than what they need. It's not I'm being too judgmental but facts will stay as facts. I don't want to weigh things up but how hypocrite I should be if I don't admit that I do so. Honestly I'm a giving person and as long as I get just enough of what I need, I will be alright. But sometimes, you come to think things over and by doing so you realized how bummer you might be from all the rest. It's not helping seriously, to learn that everyone's progressing and you will stay behind looking how far they've become. Jealously, maybe or a form of stupidity. I dunno. I wonder if my life has a meaning or am I just an accessory to this world full of mysteries. Some might say, God has a purpose for you or you're fortunate enough compared to other suffering individual.. Is that a bu*lsh*t? I don't mean to curse my life but I'm still trying to figure out who am i, WHERE DO I STAND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed unfair. Before it wasn't a big deal for me but in silence, you realized "wheww! it's not fair!"... In time, I hope that things will get better. It's not my intention really to discourage myself but for me to learn how to cope up and sort things up with my inner self. I'm not losing hope if so, otherwise I totally depressed and crying at the moment. I can do it!! I'm not losing hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-9185435686314758475?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/9185435686314758475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=9185435686314758475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9185435686314758475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9185435686314758475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/06/isnt-fair.html' title='Isn&apos;t FAIR?'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-7236178764231057798</id><published>2010-06-01T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:07:54.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:,((</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2.15 in the afternoon as the rain keep on pouring down as i look at the window where all things are soaking wet. I can't help my tears from falling down through my orange jacket and all the sounds I hear is the music from the radio. It hurts to know someone's leaving when all along you knew that everything's going fine. A sudden news going to shock you insane where you've got no where to escape and all left is to cry. There's no way I'm gonna accept this fact, never in my wildest dreams I imagined being in this kind of situation. This probably the worst scenario I'm afraid to deal with. You can gimme hell problems in the world but not this one because I've got nowhere to find something that can heal this kind of pain w/c hurting me too much. I often wonder if all were just a Dream that I'm more than willing to wake up soon. I don't care if I give up what I have at the moment just bring back all good times away from misery. I can stand whatever trials comes my way whether if those will break me, i don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being away from home had given me difficult time to deal with this especially I've got no family to lean on but I'm thankful coz I have friends who understands me and cares for me. I need to be strong though in silence I tend to be emotional and think over the present situation that's driving me at the peak of depression. Definitely, there's no way I can escape the reality that life has expiration date. Sometimes I question God, "why did it came so fast?". Though I have no right to question the Almighty but it's a human nature to ask things beyond their control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that it's better to have Cancer coz you can see how long will you stay in this world whereas, if heart attack, it gets your life instantly without any consent..:( It's damn unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that is left of me are the memories we had together couple of months ago. I will never forget every single thing she did for me and the rest of the family. She's my role model. She sacrfificed much to help most of us so that's why i find it hard to accept the truth that she's been struggling much. The truth is she almost forgotten her own life coz all she thinks of were how to help us. A guilt deep within makes me too emotional and cry at times. Because it's a fact that I added up to her problems ever since I pursue my dreams of getting here. Instead of advising me to give up, here she goes trying to uplift my spirits telling me how proud she is that I'm already here. She knew even before that I'm gonna achieve my dreams {period}.  Honestly if wasn't for her, I won't be able to be as strong as I am now. She's my inspiration who taught me to be brave and she believed whatever trials I'm going to encounter, I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living my life without her is unimaginable. Everyday I used to talk with her through chat about random / casual things, sometimes about gossips / life issues/ family issues. I will miss those without any doubt. She very different from the rest coz she's too frank and straight forward. It saddened me to wake up one day waiting for her to pop up in the internet and say.."hi leny". :(( but sadly, i dunno if it will ever happen again. Truly she makes my daily easy as I can talk to her sharing experiences and everything w/c makes me less homesick.. But now, how can i deal with this? I've got no idea at all. It's hell to imagine things like that totally makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one wish I can make, that would be to longer her life... I still have heaps of dreams for her. I want to somehow payback to all the good deeds she have done for the family. She deserves to be pampered w/c I know she never experienced given by other person or us. That's one of my ultimate dream ever since. I hope I can still give her comfortable life away from stress and problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help her please...I'm begging you.. But whatever or wherever you want her to be, I'll accept it though there's nothing harder than that... You knows best, I believe in you. We love her so much.....:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-7236178764231057798?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/7236178764231057798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=7236178764231057798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/7236178764231057798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/7236178764231057798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=':,(('/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-4577006954504481434</id><published>2010-04-24T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:44:56.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Byeee Ph, Kia Ora! NZ!!</title><content type='html'>Kia Ora!!!&lt;br /&gt;HELLO NEW ZEALAND!!&lt;br /&gt;Arrived last March 24, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The place was so Laid Back. It's quiet and few people can be seen in streets. Friendly people were quite noticeable as they will greet you wherever, whenever. At first, I found it kinda weird coz we don't even knew each other and we're all plain strangers, yet, they don't hesitate to give some smile on their faces and greetings like "how's it going?", "hi, hello" w/c are overwhelming and welcoming on my part as a newbie in this country. Buses here have timetable so there's schedule on what time the bus supposed to arrive and it has cut off time w/c totally sucks. Unlike in the Philippines where transportation are widely available. So, we need someone to bring us to work in time especially in early morning and late at night. Foods are somewhat cheap and reasonable but just forget to convert it into peso alright. The weather is a wi bit cold most especially in nights but during daytime, sun is on its peak w/c a bit painful in skin. Sometimes the wind can be cold. Trees are definitely eye catching because of the colors and the structures. Flowers are blooming. But because its Autumn, most of the tress were like fading w/ tan colored leaves. Nice on sight. We've been through some of great places here but not quite.  The language is a way different from Aussie accent or British accent. It's hard to understand coz they pronounced words differently giving to much emphasis on "e" sounds.  Technology was not really updated here. T.V. shows were like old school and boring. Yes, the word boring describes it all.  A Filipino once sad to me that, time here runs too fast and it's like your waiting for the time you'll get old. One of the greatest things happened to me was the moment I met the people I'm living with at the moment coz they're so helpful, nice, caring and all the nicest thing in the world. Though we faced a lot of triumphs, I can proudly say that I made it through the rain. If you can only witnessed my first week here, it was filled with sadness, pain, depression and all that stressful feeling a person won't wish to experience. It will take ages before I can narrate everything in detailed so in the meantime, it's better to just leave it in the past. What I felt right now is mixed up with contentment and hope that someday, in right time, i can grasp the promise of great life here in NZ. There was a time when i wanted to give up and rather go back home, but then I realized how can i learn if i give up just like that. There's no use of giving up. Another bright thing in here, was I was able to meet a lot of nice people whom I worked with,mostly Filipinos. Truly said, some will put you down but most will help you on your way up. They don't even know how much gratitude I have for them that I will never forget as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago, I'm thinking of the best things yet to happen. I thought everything will be fine if I grab this opportunity getting here in NZ. But no one knows, maybe because we got here that easy that's why we're facing this difficulties/conflicts and maybe later our luck be seen within our reach. Maybe there's a silver lining behind all of this and it's yet to unfold, in best and right time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S9PIXaNsbAI/AAAAAAAAArM/Xk0HevSrnBU/s1600/DSC05334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S9PIXaNsbAI/AAAAAAAAArM/Xk0HevSrnBU/s320/DSC05334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463931077429849090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUTUMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-4577006954504481434?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/4577006954504481434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=4577006954504481434&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4577006954504481434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4577006954504481434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/04/byeee-ph-kia-ora-nz.html' title='Byeee Ph, Kia Ora! NZ!!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S9PIXaNsbAI/AAAAAAAAArM/Xk0HevSrnBU/s72-c/DSC05334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3324584680064798081</id><published>2010-03-09T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:09:50.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My itchiness to type brought me here. Someone whispered in my ear telling me to update my personal site, i dunno who it was or maybe it was just my imagination. Never mind, I think apart from being updated in my Project 365 days tumblr site, I need give much importance to my first ever loved blog site. Blame my laziness for I wasn't able to catch things up here and I've been out for almost a decade it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, If I will try to elaborate significant events from the last update up to this moment, I admit it'll be difficult. You can just check out my &lt;a href="http://gheraholic.tumblr.com"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; site for more specific updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable thinking how far I became from few months ago when I was still struggling to find myself in this world asking myself, "where do I fit in?" It was just some of my "emo" moments like ranting stuffs due to helplessness and sometimes, hopelessness. I can't help it and I just suck onto it. Crappy thoughts always interrupt my concentration and even my goals were once or twice forgotten. How can I forget the times I used to question life? How unfair life is and what the hell life brought me in such position. It took me almost two years to finally discover where do I belong in this crowded world. I couldn't say that this path will be the final destination for me coz life's full of surprises. But honestly, I lose all my pride that's inside me and I'll try to forget my genuine happiness for my incoming success sake. Yeah, I'm positive about this and I can foresee it so wide clearly. This HOPE kept me in new way of thinking that everything is possible and within our reach if we know how to wait and persevere towards one's goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure I will nailed whatever it takes for me to achieve "SOMETHING" worth my existence. Dealing with this kind of new experience got me stomach upset every time I think of it. Being alone is what I have to deal with. No one to run and no one to lean on. I must be strong enough to be independent coz everything will be different from the usual. Solitary moments, that will actually make me burst out my emotions and wanting to go back home, should be in control. Giving up is never an excuse, I swear to myself that I won't give up no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, ast month my visa was approved and my flight will be anytime this March. To be exact, its March23. I hope that this is really is it. It's New Zealand BTW. I'm not yet completely prepared but I'm still trying to be prepared emotionally and physically. New environment, new people, new experience are all makes me excited and at the same time, makes me frightened a bit. But don't worry coz I know that I can handle whatever situations for sure. Adaptation Technique has its own ways to help me adjust time after time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're thinking how excited I am to see a snow!! Yep, I do!!!! I'm fascinated with people wearing layers of shirts under a comfy sweater and wearing pair of flat or maybe high leg boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3324584680064798081?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3324584680064798081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3324584680064798081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3324584680064798081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3324584680064798081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/03/holla.html' title='Holla!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-4923978848027908506</id><published>2010-02-06T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T02:03:20.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>|ONE STEP CLOSER|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything went so fast like a whirlwind it draws me at state of shock. A year ago seems I'm heading on a path of unknown without any direction or destination. Perhaps, my footsteps take me to nowhere as I exhausts myself physically but more on mentally. I've been through several stop-overs to see if i already arrived to the pit stop after a long and winding journey. But then I end up walking again to another path still in faith and losing hope was never my option. Every time I see bright lights, I made belief that maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is it,&lt;/span&gt; the fate I've been searching for long. As I'm getting near, the lights slowly fading away with no marks or even sparks left. The first thought behind my head keeps on reminding me not to give up instead considered it as God's plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every busy people surrounds me as I walks onto the sidewalks of the metro makes me wonder how hard life is it for them. I can't help but to question things which is wrong and pointless. I see different faces: happy faces and worried faces. I can't read minds so how should I know what's their mind's up to. Do they facing trials brought by unsureness of their decisions?  Are they finally receive life's good news? Have they already grasp the light that I'm dying to reach? Is there any barrier for them to taste life sweetness? So many questions yet to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't have to questions things much instead be thankful for what I have. Many people were suffering the worst  of worst so who I am to demand for more than enough. I guess in this point of time of my life, I'm in the process of finding myself and discovering who else I can  be. From my previous ranting, I learned how much bitterness I contained by directly or indirectly blaming my life's fate. I worry a lot and emotions were overflowing, bursting like I am the only person who's suffering. Never in my life I intended to grief with things that happened unexpectedly out of the circle. Unplanned and unintended situations were really inescapable. So I keep in mind that no matter how hard I've tried to cry, scream, be sad and angry, still, everything were done for a purpose paving way for the best outcome possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more or less two years, I keep on chasing my luck from which to which. Run there, run here, almost helpless but still trying. I admit that I didn't tried harder but at least even a bit of effort was exerted.  I never been at ease for that long even there was a time I've proved something when I stepped my foot on the bright light just for a while. I never meant to give up and leave an opportunity behind. It's like sacrificing for a thing you haven't been happy of doing. Sacrificing is part of life I suppose but then there no willing power inside me forcing to fight till the end. Subconsciously I felt such a damn loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I skipped the bright light that was already in front of me, suddenly another one came where I caught myself hoping for the best. Abruptly I felt blessed. Unknowingly, I took chances for what seems to be blurry. I had hesitation but still I've took the risk, take a shot and gambled. For couple of months, I've patiently waited. Every single day that I woke up seems like cutting me slowly into pieces. And whenever I see the sunset, I always whisper to myself "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not a good day&lt;/span&gt;". Until one day, unexpectedly, my anxiety suddenly faded because I've received my most awaited great news. I wanted to jump off my butt and shout aloud without any hesitation. The eagerness was on high and believe me, never felt this way before after I've got my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guarantees are probable expectations. Before, I mentioned that I have a thing here called hesitation, and now its finally erased as I've seen the bright light so clear and free from doubt. But of course, I won't overwhelm myself by expecting too much instead be prayerful and just believe that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is really is my Time and I'm gonna nailed it for sure!&lt;/span&gt;" I'm optimistic this time and I won't let anything serves as a roadblock on my way to the bright light. I've took the risk, I went a long way, and still moving to a more remote point. I'm stepping forward and there's no turning back. I've got this on my bare hands and I won't let it escape away from me. This is my rare luck which I believe will bring me to the peak of success in line with my destined destination. From my previous FB status :&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's choice -- not chance -- that determines your destiny. &lt;/span&gt;And I have chosen to take the risk that makes me now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE STEP CLOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-4923978848027908506?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/4923978848027908506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=4923978848027908506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4923978848027908506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4923978848027908506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-step-closer.html' title='|ONE STEP CLOSER|'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8642447914035223302</id><published>2010-01-16T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:38:46.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>|2 year old|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't imagine how long this blog been in the world wide web from the very start back in my college days when out of enthusiast and some inspiration from media up to this date. Far from the idea of consistently updating from time to time, I end up inconsistent and inactive for quite some time, but nevertheless, I'm surprised by the fact that I completed the whole year of 2009 which i made at least an entry per month. I felt satisfaction for I can look back in the future what has been aspired which is actually the purpose of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted to put some rantings, ramblings, photos captured, memories sharing, and all that to express my in-depth emotions/feelings, I can't help my laziness and not in the mood in supplying my page out here. As a consequence, most of my readers drastically disappeared. Well, I can't blame them coz me as well lost myself, besides, I never meant to collect followers ,beg them to drop by and hit me with some comments. But if some would mind to pay time to read, then well, thank you. Appreciate it much. All my blog here for is mainly to express who's who, who's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to create a &lt;a href="http://gheraholic.tumblr.com"&gt;project365&lt;/a&gt; tumblr blog. In that instance, it can be easy for me to update it daily coz it's uncomplicated. This time, I will promise to comply whatever happens...? *I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-8642447914035223302?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8642447914035223302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8642447914035223302&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8642447914035223302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8642447914035223302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-year-old.html' title='|2 year old|'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-792334405035892776</id><published>2010-01-03T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:46:23.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S0FWhBDQCTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/OL-jaG8RhUs/s1600-h/gheraconr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S0FWhBDQCTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/OL-jaG8RhUs/s320/gheraconr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422710551548528946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid shot. loljk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S0F0JCD32MI/AAAAAAAAArE/2zsAgzSlbHY/s1600-h/yearender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S0F0JCD32MI/AAAAAAAAArE/2zsAgzSlbHY/s320/yearender.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422743124851546306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo's caused by my laziness to type..&lt;br /&gt;Listed here the monthly highlights of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I consider Resolutions as bitch! But then again, I'll try to set standards. Whether or not achieved, still, I don't mind. Besides, who are we to create a list of things to do? Whatever/However we wanted stuffs to happen, only God decides. Anyway, for the sake of resolution thing coz it's new year...here we goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose weight. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More Patience. Especially to my naughty cousins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lessen my laziness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch more inspiring movies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perseverance to achieve my goal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t spend so much time on the internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat healthy foods. Less meats, sweets, sodas, rice..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoot wonderful photos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edit much. Be creative.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://gheraholic.tumblr.com"&gt;Project 365! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop being mean, sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get disciplined.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn acceptance &amp;amp; letting go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't expect too much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always find time to enjoy &amp;amp; laugh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discover myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go through a major change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hang-out more often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try new things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help others to change their (-) attitude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a freakin' JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go out of the country (period).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I know there's a lot of things to change or to achieve...But These all I can formulate for now. i'll try to add laTurrr. Long live 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-792334405035892776?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/792334405035892776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=792334405035892776&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/792334405035892776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/792334405035892776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/S0FWhBDQCTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/OL-jaG8RhUs/s72-c/gheraconr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3596449345110206209</id><published>2009-12-31T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:27:40.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas 2009 &amp; happy new year 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sz2uwalmpaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/EoqKQsa0l64/s1600-h/groupppmerryxmas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sz2uwalmpaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/EoqKQsa0l64/s320/groupppmerryxmas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421681673217942946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our Christmas Eve was a typical gathering where we eat Noche Buena Minutes before Christmas day. This time, we had a mini-exchange gifts w/ amount of at least a 100 pesos. I can say that the exchange gifts giving was the best part of the evening. We laughed like crazy and fooled around like there's no tomorrow. Though we didn't managed to have a group shot not even once. It kinda regretful for me. Anyway, nothing can surpass the happiness in each of us faces that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sz2tTRUwjCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/XhMhrD17-Ps/s1600-h/meri+new+yr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sz2tTRUwjCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/XhMhrD17-Ps/s320/meri+new+yr.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421680073003535394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The description @ the photo describes it all. However I felt stupid coz some early photos were deleted for unknown reason. Maybe I'm the one to blame for my carelessness! I want to forget it but photos really mean the whole world to me that why I'm so guilty. Photos speak a thousand words or maybe million? the memories behind it means much. I don't simply shot a scene coz I wanted or I just like to, but capturing moments is simply means that I don't want to forget the time, people &amp;amp; place in the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's eve marked a playful night for us. We've danced in the moonlight, sung like screaming, jumped as high as we could, firecrackers all the way, ate for media noche, snapshots of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sz2pXPe3fMI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Pp8qDnWGzgI/s1600-h/groupppmerryxmas.png"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photos here : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2046965&amp;amp;id=1355333928"&gt;christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2047683&amp;amp;id=1355333928"&gt; new year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3596449345110206209?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3596449345110206209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3596449345110206209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3596449345110206209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3596449345110206209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009-happy-new-year.html' title='merry christmas 2009 &amp; happy new year 2010!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sz2uwalmpaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/EoqKQsa0l64/s72-c/groupppmerryxmas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-2946647676993336936</id><published>2009-12-17T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:03:34.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st half of DECEMBER</title><content type='html'>Dec. 1, 2009 - Mama's bday!&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 11 - Picked up package @ Johnny Air SM Megamall&lt;br /&gt; - Saw LENKA, the Australian Singer who sang "the show".&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 12 - Meryl's Family Fun Day. Chowking Sm Sta. Rosa afterwards. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2045802&amp;amp;id=1355333928"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photos here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z5ClAI-7E4Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z5ClAI-7E4Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 13 - Celebrated Angel's 6th Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SysVTfkc7ZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9zLb6H5ix7E/s1600-h/DSC06849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SysVTfkc7ZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9zLb6H5ix7E/s320/DSC06849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416446401479241106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 14 - Birthday of Angel.  &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/geralynpangilinan?ref=profile#/album.php?aid=2045803&amp;amp;id=1355333928"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photos here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SysVS880j4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/fr380LRq1qw/s1600-h/DSC06741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SysVS880j4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/fr380LRq1qw/s320/DSC06741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416446392186212226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/geralynpangilinan?ref=profile#/album.php?aid=2045803&amp;amp;id=1355333928"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 15 - Searched for child labourers for DOLE's x'mas project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SysY_JX1NwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ma8eXbTZv7A/s1600-h/DSC06927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SysY_JX1NwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ma8eXbTZv7A/s320/DSC06927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416450449969854210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 16 - Start of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simbang Gabi&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-2946647676993336936?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/2946647676993336936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=2946647676993336936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2946647676993336936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2946647676993336936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/12/1st-half-of-december.html' title='1st half of DECEMBER'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SysVTfkc7ZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9zLb6H5ix7E/s72-c/DSC06849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-9191002274606850364</id><published>2009-12-03T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T07:36:19.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE YOU SERIOUS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Honestly, My head get spinning around w/ random thoughts mainly occupied w/ anxiousness and nervousness. I don't have any idea on what the hell I'm doing this non-sense blog entry whereas most readers won't actually pay time to read. Maybe I caught up w/ a thought of letting go of this weird feeling so that it won't actually stuck up in my mind. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simply, I only want myself to realize that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; will goes out well so never "myself" worry w/ anything and everything under the sun so help me God lol.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here's the deal, I have this situation wherein I have to put my faith in God into test or in simple words... I committed a big RISK. You might find it vague for I can't further elaborate so please understand.Yes, it's odd but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt;! I have no other weapon but FAITH IN GOD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should I easily believe in a thing w/ no clear security or guarantee? Two things that makes me stand to it are vocal statement assuring positive outcomes and family friend's referral. Are they enough? I'm so confused.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do I have to expect that I can achieve what was planned from the very start since they promised me guaranteed outcome? Yeah. I'm such an idiot! Of course I know the answer but please blame my mind coz it keeps on lingering up here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to end up in stupidity! I can't help it for I am so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desperate &lt;/span&gt;that I can do anything to get in my goal and break the ice. Classified as risk-taker but does that thing worth the risk? worth the wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The above statement consisted w/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blahblahblah &lt;/span&gt;thoughts of an insane girl so please don't read in case you don't wish to be like her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;, I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;serious &lt;/span&gt;and yes I'm being redundant. It shows how lousy I am and weird at the same time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt; again,  I'm not worrying mainly w/ my wholeness alone but w/ utmost dedication to my family who I'd like to give &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;..is there anything else than &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;??? That made me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; worry like hell coz I'm damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; but w/ my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desperate &lt;/span&gt;intention I hope that God will not let me go and still have pity on me most esp. at this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very highest{?}&lt;/span&gt; peak of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lord God, Help me w/ this need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; I'm being too demanding however this goes out not for myself alone but for my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; you never failed to grant my wishes every time I asked from you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;that I'm deserving but please let this be my stepping stone for much improvement in the future ahead of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;you are busy watching each one of your creation but can you put a glimpse on me for a while? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; you won't give up on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FB Update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sxd3COz0ftI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qczvTOzsoC0/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Nov.+15+08.43F.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 29px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sxd3COz0ftI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qczvTOzsoC0/s320/ScreenHunter_01+Nov.+15+08.43F.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410924357527830226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;-&gt;&gt;&gt; Made me smile yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;An ultimate HS crush btw. He n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;ever knew me anyways. LOL.But I have to make his identity a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;mystery for privacy purposes.LOL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. "meganooon??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-9191002274606850364?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/9191002274606850364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=9191002274606850364&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9191002274606850364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9191002274606850364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-you-serious.html' title='ARE YOU SERIOUS?'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sxd3COz0ftI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qczvTOzsoC0/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Nov.+15+08.43F.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5852759690688183861</id><published>2009-11-26T22:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:51:36.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW MOON MANIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SxI18n-jHJI/AAAAAAAAAps/h65dFLVRgbw/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SxI18n-jHJI/AAAAAAAAAps/h65dFLVRgbw/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409445418065140882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The self-proclaimed addicted gal took quite a few photos w/ the casts of twilight saga/new moon.  That's a rare chance so why not grabbed it.LOL. After long days of waiting, at last people will congratulate me coz I'm already one of the million people who have watched one of the most anticipated movie of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ll time. Just a trivia : Did you know that New Moon breaks the &lt;a href="http://www.deadline.com/hollywood/new-moon-broke-international-records/"&gt;International Records&lt;/a&gt;? Not a big deal coz it only brought its worldwide gross to $258.8 million so far. Isn't amazing? Anywhoo, who would have thought that it will flop? I guess none of our wildest imagination considering Twilight's monster hit a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And yes, I agree w/ all those crazy ladies going insane over Jacob's hottie body but then again, I'm team Edward all the way! LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sw94Vf0StgI/AAAAAAAAApU/E4rSjDocBDE/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sw94Vf0StgI/AAAAAAAAApU/E4rSjDocBDE/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408673988208670210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, erisa and i took snapshots @ the great x'mas deco. at the main lounge of MOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sw97I_ray7I/AAAAAAAAApk/QrnNj6KjQFk/s1600/DSC06489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sw97I_ray7I/AAAAAAAAApk/QrnNj6KjQFk/s320/DSC06489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408677071957969842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; theme xmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sw97IU9GsDI/AAAAAAAAApc/IFhH7hj8uWY/s1600/DSC06491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sw97IU9GsDI/AAAAAAAAApc/IFhH7hj8uWY/s320/DSC06491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408677060489424946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing Toy statues in the tune of jingle bells &amp;amp; other xmas songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5852759690688183861?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5852759690688183861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5852759690688183861&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5852759690688183861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5852759690688183861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon-mania.html' title='NEW MOON MANIA!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SxI18n-jHJI/AAAAAAAAAps/h65dFLVRgbw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5471242304992037158</id><published>2009-11-23T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:10:06.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADAM LAMBERT @ AMA's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR5d53BbI/AAAAAAAAAok/6SJmgw20g30/s1600/normal_93314272_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR5d53BbI/AAAAAAAAAok/6SJmgw20g30/s320/normal_93314272_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407576194054292914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;If you're quite exposed to entertainment world, you must be aware of the new talk of town that has been spread over the internet and some current Hollywood news. Not that I'm an avid Hollywood gossips follower, it's just that I have my twitter account and by curiosity, I wondered what the heck Adam Lambert listed on the trending topic, and yeah knowing the fact that I'm a huge fan of Him since the last idol season. So I researched and by then I learned that a certain AMA's just held last sunday night  (American time). The much talked about Adam's performance burst further my curiosity so why not watch it on Youtube. Apparently, I went on shock but at the same time such performance was in line w/ the image of Adam so nothing surprising about that. He actually sang his debut single "For your Entertainment". Honestly the song was great and in my opinion, he just portrayed what is asking by the song lyrics and music. It was sensual, image of sexual slavery, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;risqué for some people, in short, He showed his dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was crotch rub and make-out session w/ his pianist w/c are definitely insane and hilarious. You can feel the energy and zest! An artistic way of freedom of expression as he always wanted people to realize. He doesn't perform for every single person thus, he dedicated his performance to those people who share the same passion and do appreciate his interpretation of the song lyrics. Besides, Adam doesn't meant to upset any of the AMA's viewers, he just doing this for plain fun and there's no big deal w/ regards to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR5gUMndI/AAAAAAAAAos/HrEs9WvAYOE/s1600/normal_93312739_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR5gUMndI/AAAAAAAAAos/HrEs9WvAYOE/s320/normal_93312739_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407576194701630930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR50qWOCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/mm4pnzKMkOg/s1600/normal_93312531_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR50qWOCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/mm4pnzKMkOg/s320/normal_93312531_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407576200163244066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;X-rated scenes: face-crotch  &amp;amp;  make out sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR6OqEsuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/LBLPGLSI0Nc/s1600/normal_93313249_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR6OqEsuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/LBLPGLSI0Nc/s320/normal_93313249_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407576207141417698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a id="status_star_5971304230" class="fav-action non-fav" title="favorite this tweet"&gt; @ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/adamlambert"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="tweet-url screen-name" title="Adam Lambert"&gt;adamlambert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                              &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All hail freedom of expression and artistic integrity. :) fans: I adore u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/adamlambert"&gt;via twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After the performance, his first since American Idol, Lambert said: "I'm    hoping people were entertained. For those who weren't, maybe I'm not your    cup of tea."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lesson here: Be prepared as Adam Lambert hits the stage, he'll just steal the thunder! Seriously, keep in mind the vital word R-E-S-P-E-C-T. I simply adore him coz he's REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5471242304992037158?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5471242304992037158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5471242304992037158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5471242304992037158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5471242304992037158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/11/adam-lambert-amas.html' title='ADAM LAMBERT @ AMA&apos;s'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwuR5d53BbI/AAAAAAAAAok/6SJmgw20g30/s72-c/normal_93314272_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5794343508630883812</id><published>2009-11-18T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:26:07.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE WERE WARNED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were warned by the Mayans since according to ancient history, they created a calendar w/c is set to end its cycle on December 21, 2012. It will make us wonder what will happen if Mayan calendar reached the end of its 13th cycle? End of the world? I'm not really familiar w/ the reputation of Mayans w/ regards to their prophecy w/c are well-chronicled and examined by renowned scientists but as for my research, Mayans based most of their findings w/ regards to the world, planets /universe by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NUMBERS&lt;/span&gt; w/c are somehow accurate. We'll never know unless we've reached year 2012, at least, we were warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Upon browsing the net world, I came to discover things that quite unimaginative further bringing me to a world with a lots of possibilities in accordance with scie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ntific explanation. The fifth world finished in1987, I learned that by 2012, the sixth world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everything goes out blanked. It's yet to unfold and actually it's up to us how we co-create a new world from scratches. However everything is mutating. Currently we are in "between worlds" or the apocalypse. Meaning to say, the truth shall unveil. This is the time where many people will experience major changes in different aspects of their lives. Changes that maybe personal or in re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lation w/ others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayan Calendar provides the exact calculation or schedule of cosmic plan and the unfolding of all things that came into existence and it let us understand the past and foresee the future. It's as well a gateway to the worlds of  consciousness for us to be eye-opened w/ the things surrounds us w/c for most of the time blinded by false beliefs in other diversionary calendars. Things exist for a reason and w/ accordance to a divine cosmic plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The main essence of these prophecy leads us to a realization that literally or abstractly we are experiencing such marvelous changes associated w/ what Ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yans were trying to imply as to the real definition of "end of times". Yes, it's scaring and making us worried on what if the end is near. Some would criticize and considering it a myth w/ no tangible and accurate explanation. Apparently, they will just put it on trash like piece of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; sh*t w/o further analyzing it's depth meaning to humanity. But of course, who would actually fully believe in such prophecy? My only point here is that whether or not there's a truth behind the quickening of the world, we humans must be more conscious and open-minded w/ the implication of the message of the Mayans. Maybe there's no major drastic dramatic catastrophe will happened in that exact time but then there's a fact that little by little or more, the earth is being devastated caused by humans carelessness. In fact, as the time goes by, lot of humans already experienced tragedy an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;d disasters and still counting. Later by later, the catastrophes are getting worst if so you haven't realized yet. Fast growth of death and devastation of the gift of resources have already took place in different sides of the world, some were actually unimaginative to imagine.&lt;/span&gt; These thoughts are all cliche and no improvement since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, beings w/ different races, cultures, beliefs must weave together all the productive knowledge in order to create a tapestry of harmony and balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwT3klZ4E-I/AAAAAAAAAoU/oqfJdDDBh9A/s1600/DSC06362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwT3klZ4E-I/AAAAAAAAAoU/oqfJdDDBh9A/s320/DSC06362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405717660639433698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwT3lETZuoI/AAAAAAAAAoc/X7K0gYSKBZs/s1600/DSC06352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwT3lETZuoI/AAAAAAAAAoc/X7K0gYSKBZs/s320/DSC06352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405717668933778050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; is an eye-catching movie that changed my way of thinking and gives me more reason to appreciate the gift of life. The film was thrilling. Actually, it made me shocked from the very beginning up to the end w/o strings attached. Never boring and every scene caught by breathe away. I'm over acting, I'm just describing how i felt w/o being exaggerated. My first ever to see such movie that definitely made me screamed and jaw-dropped! The movie was made as if it was for real. The effects were remarkable. Nothing more to say! I'm speechless! Too scaring as for what most people characterize this movie. That was indeed scaring. I don't want to believe that such catastrophe might happen in the near future coz that's crazy. But I'm looking on it otherwise. It's an obviously warning that every Human should be guided of. Besides, death and loss of everything are both inescapable w/c is true. Yes, I'm afraid too. I'm afraid of tomorrow, later, and today because we never know how our lives surprise us. Everything are unexpected as much as we make belief that this is supposed to happen blah, blah, blah.. Nothing lasts forever as they say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Live life as if it's your last.&lt;/span&gt; The ending shown that in the end, still, there's a bright future awaits. The movie indeed was not a total "end of the world" however there's a total "CHANGE" happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DECEMBER 21, 2012&lt;/span&gt; is actually my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;. Believe me or not, I'm super excited on what to expect that day will become. Funny, knowing that day will be the last day according to prophecy in w/c I'm looking forward to happen. There's weird feeling for me thinking of that date and seeing it over and over again in different posters and in internet. Again, I'm afraid coz they say the end is near but at the same time I'm happy coz if that so happened, I will achieve the everlasting happiness in God's paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A person once told to me that don't believe in "pamahiin", horoscopes, and other things that don't have any scientific basis or based in facts. Coz if you do, you're already neglecting God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5794343508630883812?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5794343508630883812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5794343508630883812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5794343508630883812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5794343508630883812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-were-warned.html' title='WE WERE WARNED!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SwT3klZ4E-I/AAAAAAAAAoU/oqfJdDDBh9A/s72-c/DSC06362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3921495641016706136</id><published>2009-11-12T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T19:24:29.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 TRAILER</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;this movie scared me. Really dying to watch this. been waiting for months...finally. Still looking for time to drop in theater sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RheJdXCIjSo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RheJdXCIjSo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Feels great upon learning that Adam Lambert sang the official soundtrack of 2012. So AMAZING! Love Him!!!! great song that you shouldn't miss!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3921495641016706136?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3921495641016706136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3921495641016706136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3921495641016706136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3921495641016706136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-trailer.html' title='2012 TRAILER'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3369456081775977079</id><published>2009-11-08T23:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:00:35.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CREATIVE MINDS, HELP ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I'm totally blank today but then I decided to write this blog for a change,yup alternative from massive eating caused by anxiety. I almost browsed tumblrs of strangers for the reason of curiosity and wanting to sight some scoop of bizarre things just  to give any idea on what to do. I basically tried to edit but ending up w/ trash and start from scratch. I don't even managed to be concentrated and don't even created a work of art for the longest time I stayed here in the front of the laptop. I also sorted out pictures that maybe I can post but I can't seem ti find any interesting one. The environment here is too boring, all I hear are sounds of roosters, dogs and vehicles passing by. Still, I haven't heard yet the sounds of basketball ball in the front of the house where the basketball court located. My cousins are currently sleeping. My plan a while ago that was to edit a banner or something ,was again not achieved as I end up doing this blog. As I sigh here in the living room, I feel so upset knowing that I cannot be too creative to think of imaginative and cool ways to create a new work of art just what I usually do before/ last year. I'm totally broke sad to say. I still want to learn and master my arts. I want to be inspired to be able to do all my desires. That's the only concern I have for today.I know it's a little weird and me as well felt awkward w/ the ideology of this entry. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3369456081775977079?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3369456081775977079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3369456081775977079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3369456081775977079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3369456081775977079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/11/creative-minds-help-me.html' title='CREATIVE MINDS, HELP ME!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-2835894362226191654</id><published>2009-11-05T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:57:28.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLUNTEER-ism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at me now, I'm blogging! It's kinda awful to just put this blog into trash for ages but definitely I'll be updating this as much as I can. I will not promise anything just to be sure, you can actually find my day-to-day updates on my  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://gheraholic.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 78px; height: 20px;" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/htz8lz.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So, what kept me up for months? I've doing volunteer stuffs for the whole month of September then eventually deteriorated in the 1st half on October. I quit for some reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a peek of my workplace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKs5VBYxqI/AAAAAAAAAms/P9Qe_lbHpyc/s1600-h/DSC05086.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKs5VBYxqI/AAAAAAAAAms/P9Qe_lbHpyc/s320/DSC05086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400569004066129570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was sort of haggard here. Taken inside the Recovery Room in OR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKtg9-ZcRI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bv-cY5DAkgs/s1600-h/DSC04871.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKtg9-ZcRI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bv-cY5DAkgs/s320/DSC04871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400569685074342162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Front of NICU where i stayed for a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKuBqVJjUI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2e5RAIKXRa4/s1600-h/DSC04865.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKuBqVJjUI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2e5RAIKXRa4/s320/DSC04865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400570246736743746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stairway going to the OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKujxPL9tI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fLvWf1uAW3Y/s1600-h/DSC04876.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKujxPL9tI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fLvWf1uAW3Y/s320/DSC04876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400570832706336466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm w/ rachelle inside the wash room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKvDXIHUWI/AAAAAAAAAnM/SvgZXag3c7Q/s1600-h/DSC04877.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvKvDXIHUWI/AAAAAAAAAnM/SvgZXag3c7Q/s320/DSC04877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400571375453163874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Noemi.Ghe.Mam Nanette.Mam Jane. NICU family. Blurry though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Volunteer-ism &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;{that's the way I called it} made me feel the profession that I'm into w/ is being a Nurse. Though our tasks are just to assist the staff nurses, I felt like a real one since I'm wearing those scrubs w/c was my dream back in college. Yeah, I'm so "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mababaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" or should I say weird. Ever since, I made myself believe that once I wore that scrub suits once I've been a certified Registered Nurse, was a big achievement ever! Regardless of the fact that there's no compensation from wearing that even a single penny. But as I reflect as the day goes by while working in hours, sometimes overtime, I realized that I'm not getting what I deserves. I'm not talking about money but I will not fool myself if it's not included. What's my concern is the only thing that made me woke myself early in the morning just to head myself off to the hospital were the enthusiast to learn and be hands-on. There's certain things that we are allowed to do inside the hospital. Knowing that the hospital is a private hospital, there's no question why they do not allow volunteers to take charge w/ some of nurse's duty. That's the main factor w/c made me lazier to go there and serve them whoever they are. Another factor absolutely is the fact that I'm too ambitious. I want to get rid of life here in Ph though I'm loving it in here but we must be more practical. I will never get RICH here for God's sake. I have numerous dreams yet to achieve. The reason why I made a decision to stoop down w/ my pride and EGO. Because I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; cannot make me a multi-billionaire! LOL. However choosing this path will absolutely not fulfill my essence as a person. That thought is I know not helpful so I'm taking it  aside and be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;POSITIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It's not yet the right time to elaborate much about my plan coz it might flew away. Please pray for me coz that's what I needed the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-2835894362226191654?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/2835894362226191654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=2835894362226191654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2835894362226191654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2835894362226191654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/11/volunteer-ism.html' title='VOLUNTEER-ism'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/htz8lz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1439042151237064942</id><published>2009-11-03T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:13:35.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpw_OeApI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Dx4w_eEIYok/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpw_OeApI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Dx4w_eEIYok/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401621093404246674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MERYL &amp;amp; ANGEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpx3-41OI/AAAAAAAAAn0/JLpO9DKtQek/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpx3-41OI/AAAAAAAAAn0/JLpO9DKtQek/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401621108639716578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpxixKgtI/AAAAAAAAAns/srDR5pVKyrs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpxixKgtI/AAAAAAAAAns/srDR5pVKyrs/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401621102945010386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZrervOStI/AAAAAAAAAoM/V-zNPnPwkV0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZrervOStI/AAAAAAAAAoM/V-zNPnPwkV0/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401622977958529746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpyrRRWZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/QdCjDWY4xaY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpyrRRWZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/QdCjDWY4xaY/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401621122407029138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZrW4Jh3NI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pHF700fdwEg/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZrW4Jh3NI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pHF700fdwEg/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401622843851136210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpxCx1vuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/V5nf6C65uMI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpxCx1vuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/V5nf6C65uMI/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401621094357909218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos to come in my &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/180/HALLOWEEN_PICTORIAL_2009"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt; site.&lt;br /&gt;*photographs and make-up by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ghera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-1439042151237064942?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1439042151237064942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1439042151237064942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1439042151237064942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1439042151237064942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='HALLOWEEN 2009'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZpw_OeApI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Dx4w_eEIYok/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-2175856601973731745</id><published>2009-10-26T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:25:30.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELPLESS</title><content type='html'>Unknowingly, sometimes I feel helpless in situations w/c are out of control. I've been trying to cope up but in the end, there's nothing that can do. Again, feeling of sorry just keep my busy mind tracked. The force to at least do something to brighten up a worst scenario keeping me frustrated. For almost a lifetime, I'm dealing w/ my greatest frustration w/c is I want to make things in where they deserves to be. Equality in short. But seriously, who am I to do such act? I'm not the creator. I have nothing to be proud of coz it's still in a process.&lt;b&gt; Honestly, people should get what they deserve based on how they deserve what they get.&lt;/b&gt; That sentence kinda confusing but anyways, I'll just put it on a simple terms. If you do a wrong thing making you less as a person, what is due to you basically should be less than what you deserve. But if God is as BAD as I am, you deserves HELL! &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grave sin is equivalent to MORTAL sin. If one commits grave sin to the one he/she loves, that'sunforgivable! For instance is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sixth Commandment, "You shall not commit adultery". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;That's a serious violation against God's law. Moreover, a couple who committed themselves in front of God considering the promise of everlasting LOVE should've be sacred and true. A typical Human being are inescapable in whispers of Satan driving them away from God's teaching and committing sins. Trust were built upon marriage. Exchange of promises were made. But how can it be possible to break that promises easily and just pretend over a decade that everything are going out so well. Full of pretentions and &lt;b&gt;LIES&lt;/b&gt; were acted in full blast like I'm watching a full series of a Blockbuster Movie! What the hell are you kidding me?? Everyone knows what's happening except from the victim who knew all along that nothing seems to be a big deal. Good actors/actresses and fat liars surrounding her! They deserves a round of applause and standing ovation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In real life, who am I to judge? I can't stand their decision but there's nothing I can do. Breaking apart is a serious issue considering several people involved. I often sigh and said,"&lt;i&gt;bahala na&lt;/i&gt;"/ "so be it". I'm not in the position to intervene nor to judge them. But unconsciously, I'm judging their way of thinking coz I can't help it.Still, I'm inexperience w/ regards to family issues and all that making me too childish to react in such way not considering the welfare of the real innocent persons affected in the situation.Again, Im' just being TRUE to what I feel coz if it happened to me, w/o thinking twice, I'll do what is  &lt;b&gt;RIGHT&lt;/b&gt; and not to sacrifice my dignity as a human being. We have our own beliefs so I respect what they think is RIGHT.  But &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then again, I feel so helpless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS. VISIT MY &lt;a href="http://gheraholic.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; WHERE I POST IN DAY TO DAY BASIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gheraholic.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 51px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZj4LqCDqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/6CA3vslfctI/s320/gheraholic+copy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401614619930398370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-2175856601973731745?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/2175856601973731745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=2175856601973731745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2175856601973731745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2175856601973731745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/10/helpless.html' title='HELPLESS'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SvZj4LqCDqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/6CA3vslfctI/s72-c/gheraholic+copy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-9126556683517276952</id><published>2009-10-03T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:11:33.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TYPHOON ONDOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The past few days that has been were the critical ones for our dear countrymen. There's no escape how rich or poor a person is, the thing is everyone's affected in equal distribution. Last friday, September 26, 2009, Philippines experienced one of the most tragic disaster that any nation won't  ever wish to encounter. Typhoon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONDOY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ketsana" &lt;/span&gt;classified as only a tropical storm, had wrecked the big population of Metro Manila and other neighboring provinces and areas. The rain lasted for long 9 hours making Most cities in Metro Manila submerged in muddy flood. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasig, Rizal &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marikina&lt;/span&gt; were the cities that casualties seems to be tangible. Properties were submerged and even lives were stolen. More or less 300 people died and still counting. It's heartbreaking to see how these people suffer from daily news in T.V. &amp;amp; radio, internet and second-hand stories. Everyone kept on figuring it out how it happened that fast and how possible such disaster occurred. This kind of devastation is unexpected and not even the authority prepared for this to happen. Other nations gave their sympathy to the victims and also shared reliefs and donations wholeheartedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;On the brighter side, it lessen the burden of our fellowmen knowing how Filipinos hand-in-hand help each one to find reliefs in any means to provide the needs and necessities of the victims. You can obviously see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unification of Filipinos&lt;/span&gt; most especially in times like such. Heroic acts are countless and as a Filipino, it's natural for us to save others without asking anything in return even if it means to sacrifice our own safety. We can save these victims by donating in kind donations like foods, clothing..etc and cash donations for their rehabilitation. If so you can't afford to donate some of which, you can be a volunteer to repack relief goods, deploy the goodies, and sustenance. However, doing those which I've mention if not possible, we can help in doing  things like spreading  important information with regards to relief operations and other things associated in making it easy for others to get access w/ the authority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Internet, cellphones and other technologies pave way for victims to be redeem and important matters to be heard and seen. The victims used their cellphones in letting the people know their conditions during the said disaster. Pictures were spread all over the internet to let people see what's happening. Because of those, overflowing of donations were shared in different institutions and even from other countries whom also felt the hardship that our countrymen were facing. In social networking in internet like &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ghera"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/geralynpangilinan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; became very helpful as victims shout out their conditions,  people share infos on where they're stranded, share news on how grave the situation in their areas, how some people weren't able to sustain their necessities like foods and water, and letting the authority knew that they're in need of urgent HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yesterday, I went in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED CROSS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rizal Chapter to be a volunteer even for a day since there was a news that Typhoon Pepeng is around the corner but I'd &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to share my time and effort to help in packing up relief goods. So as I was saying, I've volunteer and I saw how busy it was. Even before heading, I planned to take photos but unfortunately I wasn't able because of being so busy. As I noticed, most volunteers were youth and came from high society. It's quite obvious that they came from a respectable universities, a mere guess. Not only that, there were few foreigners acted as a volunteer and you can see how dedicated they were. Even sacks of goodies were lifted by those helpful foreigners and I think they've stayed more hours than others in giving a hand. The spirit of cooperation was clearly seen upon entering the premises. All were busy and not even a single person can be seen work-less. It was a good feeling knowing that I did my part as a citizen of my country by doing small stuffs like packing. I would like to go for deployment to see the victims' condition and share my skills and knowledge as a health care provider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Arroyo &lt;/span&gt;went to visit PNRC Rizal Chapter that day but unfortunately I wasn't able to see her cause I went home that time to have lunch. No worries for I'm not dying to see her.:P&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'll share w/ you some photos I got from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/43070581@N03/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; and other sites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscM5_4jERI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Ipfz9w5NWPY/s1600-h/3968075780_4d781c031f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscM5_4jERI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Ipfz9w5NWPY/s320/3968075780_4d781c031f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388289669712777490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscNSfLqFXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NaXvkLVE0u4/s1600-h/3967874121_b9583c6798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscNSfLqFXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NaXvkLVE0u4/s320/3967874121_b9583c6798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388290090431288690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscNdW85WoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/8Awq9S3V_kc/s1600-h/3968647852_337762de70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscNdW85WoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/8Awq9S3V_kc/s320/3968647852_337762de70.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388290277200452226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;THE KIDS FOUND WAYS TO ENJOY THE FLOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOQKXSqiI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FQboRB7vmDo/s1600-h/3968075854_48a6878115_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOQKXSqiI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FQboRB7vmDo/s320/3968075854_48a6878115_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388291149994830370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOFIulOgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/JxGSUBa-XJ4/s1600-h/3967300147_acb1fe1425_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOFIulOgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/JxGSUBa-XJ4/s320/3967300147_acb1fe1425_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388290960577083906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOed8oizI/AAAAAAAAAls/sG8cP0O8Z0I/s1600-h/3968076080_ec26c411da_o%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOed8oizI/AAAAAAAAAls/sG8cP0O8Z0I/s320/3968076080_ec26c411da_o%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388291395769895730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscN6IX7AaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/3xiqbw1r8xU/s1600-h/3967299691_515b7a5c7d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscN6IX7AaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/3xiqbw1r8xU/s320/3967299691_515b7a5c7d_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388290771503481250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOrjsbevI/AAAAAAAAAl0/IxhsIfh6HEI/s1600-h/3968077272_6e8c1995f1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscOrjsbevI/AAAAAAAAAl0/IxhsIfh6HEI/s320/3968077272_6e8c1995f1_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388291620650842866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;VEHICLES BUMPED ONTO EACH OTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It was friday, sept. 25, 2009 when I went to Laguna so meaning to say I never had a chance to experience how worst Ondoy did. But in Laguna, the streets were also flooded but luckily, the flood didn't reached my Aunt's house. However, our house in Mandaluyong was obviously submerged, I mean the first floor was more or less 6 ft since our 1st flr was a bit deep than our neighbors. Most furniture floated and not saved. But that was not the sad part, My mom and Kua mon got sick.Now they're okey. We're just lucky coz unlike the cities of Pasig, Rizal and Marikina, our house didn't submerged that much. Seriously, My heart goes out to the victims and God knows that sooner or later you'll surpass this traumatic disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://markgosingtian.tumblr.com/post/201525102"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscRuCKUTzI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_A1o2U66ITU/s320/tumblr_kqtla0Ung41qzjgtro1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388294961723887410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROUD TO BE ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-9126556683517276952?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/9126556683517276952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=9126556683517276952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9126556683517276952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9126556683517276952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/10/typhoon-ondoy.html' title='TYPHOON ONDOY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SscM5_4jERI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Ipfz9w5NWPY/s72-c/3968075780_4d781c031f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3330744670987603011</id><published>2009-09-29T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T02:20:41.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPECTATIONs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the time we realized what goal to pursue, a sudden opportunity popped up that will change everything.  As we age, many hopes and wishes had been constructed.  We run through possibilities and chances that will make or break the ice. Patience keeps our strong-willed purpose to be well-furnished and stabilized. Fact of life remains that nothing can be as perfect as we expected an outcome to be. Hindrances are inerasable most probably at instances in which we try to escape from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life can be so dramatic. It paves way for chances but at the end of the line, it’s useless. It makes us taste the sweetness of success and let us swallow the bitterness of failure vice versa. In a typical soap opera, success is achievable in a wink of an eye. The main actor will first experience hardship but afterwards, like a fairytale, their life will have a happy ending. Not in real life. Far from that, our life is a big maze. Our role is to choose the right path and don’t be fooled by choosing the wrong one. We can be assured that it ain’t easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without being farther from the main ideology, all are casted to dream big as they go along with different promises and expectations given by their own beliefs, hence, make beliefs. Furthermore, a moment can be too surprising because of a one chance that we once doubted will be achieve drastically. Seems funny how destiny plays its part in investing and directing our life in impromptu scenario unprepared. Life is a mystery needed to be unfolded and discovered over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3330744670987603011?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3330744670987603011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3330744670987603011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3330744670987603011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3330744670987603011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/09/expectations.html' title='EXPECTATIONs'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8887315651030488496</id><published>2009-08-31T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T03:06:32.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG &amp; WINDING ROAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh man! I'm in a mood right now to share w/ you insights about my recent activities or whatever! Anyway, countless days have passed through and I can't even recall the significant one coz most of the days were all alike. Same routine, same old brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my mind can remember.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 10-12, 2009&lt;/span&gt; = A short vacation in Dagupan to celebrate in advance the 1st year old birthday of my dear little cousin, PJ/patrick james. It was four of us [me, ate anabel, meryl grace &amp;amp; angel mae] managed to visit since there's no classes [friday] and the coming 2 days were obviously weekends. The journey going there was for about 6 long hours. Sitting for that long is becoming an easy one for me knowing that I mostly travel several times a year. Going back to the intention of the visit, other thing that was prepared for the family was an overnight swimming in a resort in Labrador, Pangasinan. The weather was like unpredictable. If it rains at this time, few hours later, it's sunny. But nothing can't stop us to enjoy the breeze of rural's clean air and clear water t[hough we're just in a pool]. The pools were not crowded by unknown people. It looked like we rent the whole resort I should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzmDHbQR6I/AAAAAAAAAkk/avoMmGcvbuk/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 410px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzmDHbQR6I/AAAAAAAAAkk/avoMmGcvbuk/s320/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376424996380886946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 30, 2009&lt;/span&gt; =  Interviewed by the chief nurse in Perpetual Succor Hospital. My first time to be interviewed in a hospital but before you assumed that I'm applying for a staff nurse position, sorry I'm not. How I wish but it was just a volunteer nurse for few months. Good thing about that day was I'm one of the fortunate ones coz I'm the second in line to be interviewed then after me, the interview wasn't resumed hence, rescheduled next week w/c was really frustrating were most of them kept waited for I think 5-6 hours including me coz after my interview i decided to rather stay &amp;amp; wait for them to proceed. I met new people, friends or colleagues who became close to me after a few conversations, laughter &amp;amp; sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 10-14, 2009&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED CROSS &lt;/span&gt;WEEK. BLS &amp;amp; SFA Training in PNRC Rizal Chapter. Met new friends and learned a lot!! Super fun and I never thought that I'll enjoyed the training! *photos to follow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 15, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;=  Christening of Aiken Josh, Kuya Glenn's baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Spzgoc6X7XI/AAAAAAAAAj8/yCK4C0LOhes/s1600-h/DSC03521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Spzgoc6X7XI/AAAAAAAAAj8/yCK4C0LOhes/s320/DSC03521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376419040733949298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 16, 2009&lt;/span&gt; = Job Hunt around Pasig City and few in Makati City  w/ Che. Like before, there's no good luck for us. In addition, the rainy climate was so irritating getting us out of our league but never gave up 'til our last pit stop where we saw a bright future though it still blurry for a naked eyes to see..WTF?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 15-18, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;=  4 days vacation of Ate Jan, Baby Shawn &amp;amp; Karen in Laguna before they leave for good. We had a lot of fun together in the remaining days that they're here in the Philippines. We went oh so gaga dancing and fooling around. Yep, you read it right, we danced the dance craze "nobody" trying to memorize the step but unluckily, only the 1st phrase and the chorus were learned lol. Red wine while setting the timer / smile detector of the digicam doing crazy stuffs / poses definitely super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzjEh8jX6I/AAAAAAAAAkM/vyYfBK0ab5k/s1600-h/DSC03678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzjEh8jX6I/AAAAAAAAAkM/vyYfBK0ab5k/s320/DSC03678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376421722144858018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzkQgtcdkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/G3vYFOTY-yw/s1600-h/DSC03686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzkQgtcdkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/G3vYFOTY-yw/s320/DSC03686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376423027483113026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 18, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;= Lola's arrival from Ormoc to stay here in laguna for indefinite weeks. She came here to visit us and to see her "apos". This day also the time Ate Jan and rest were went off to Tarlac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Spzqr_aBYdI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NdcwrYbZ-Zk/s1600-h/DSC03777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Spzqr_aBYdI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NdcwrYbZ-Zk/s320/DSC03777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376430096649380306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 21, 2009&lt;/span&gt; = Ate Arlene and kids [potpot &amp;amp; PJ] arrived!!! So good to see Pj grew that BIG literally!! The Coquia kids were reunited w/ their ate angel who's studying here in Laguna away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzkwUCcmnI/AAAAAAAAAkc/cz9u1nNGLT0/s1600-h/DSC03771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzkwUCcmnI/AAAAAAAAAkc/cz9u1nNGLT0/s320/DSC03771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376423573837355634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpznfANzsMI/AAAAAAAAAks/cPqXjG6BQQE/s1600-h/DSC03902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpznfANzsMI/AAAAAAAAAks/cPqXjG6BQQE/s320/DSC03902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376426574993404098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 23, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;= BON VOYAGE!! Ate Jan &amp;amp; Baby Shawn's departure going to Qatar where Kuya Warren employed. At last,  they're together after a long time of being technically apart. Surely, I'll be missing both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 30, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;= Family Fun Day @ Angel's School, Canossa School. Me and Ate Anabel came w/ Angel to attend the said event. There's few games for the kids as  well as parents to play. Some intermission numbers prepared by the kids [Senior kinder]. Angel played the calamansi relay and I can say that she's really good coz the calamansi did't fell down the floor..hehe. Afterwards, we decided to drop by @ Sm Sta. Rosa.&lt;br /&gt;                      = Kuya Aming arrival from KSA. After we roamed around @ SM, we went home to see our relatives come together, more like a mini reunion thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-8887315651030488496?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8887315651030488496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8887315651030488496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8887315651030488496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8887315651030488496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-winding-road.html' title='LONG &amp; WINDING ROAD'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SpzmDHbQR6I/AAAAAAAAAkk/avoMmGcvbuk/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-9211368659064190087</id><published>2009-08-17T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:08:47.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHER OF DEMOCRACY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.I.P. CORAZON AQUINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M SO LATE...! I know!! ahahaa...but this is just a simple message i want to everyone to realize.. Death is maybe the end of life, but the essence of living and dying for a perfect reason is unmeasurable. Sacrificing oneself for the whole nation and getting our right for freedom, indeed was the bravest thing to do considering the faith to God above anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SolwBQAIxRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/488captbHzc/s1600-h/DSC03357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SolwBQAIxRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/488captbHzc/s320/DSC03357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370947197393749266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALAMAT po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SolzHQSq6SI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ql1MmsdI2ao/s1600-h/DSC03355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SolzHQSq6SI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ql1MmsdI2ao/s320/DSC03355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370950599085582626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Solxe8sStRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pP_Tw71-xC0/s1600-h/DSC03360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Solxe8sStRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pP_Tw71-xC0/s320/DSC03360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370948807117944082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SolyIOueL5I/AAAAAAAAAjs/P9WXrbfm0og/s1600-h/DSC03361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SolyIOueL5I/AAAAAAAAAjs/P9WXrbfm0og/s320/DSC03361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370949516333559698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messages from people who will truly miss Tita Cory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a poem for tita cory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"YELLOW"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A renowned woman reprived from pain&lt;br /&gt;Whole nation  grieved in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Debris dreams from the past were revived&lt;br /&gt;Only until she have fought the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pious person and mother of all&lt;br /&gt;Simple, endearing, and lovable&lt;br /&gt;Honest leader with integrity&lt;br /&gt;A servant of God consistently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden melancholy occurred&lt;br /&gt;Made her contributions remembered&lt;br /&gt;Craving for eternal freedom&lt;br /&gt;That will bring us all to the kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never failed us, not even once&lt;br /&gt;Surrendered her heart and soul for us&lt;br /&gt;Driving force towards democracy&lt;br /&gt;Truly contagious as we have seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tranquil battlefield as you called it&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful encounter with enemies&lt;br /&gt;Prayers considered as a medium&lt;br /&gt;Vehicle going away from doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inert emotions were diminished&lt;br /&gt;Unchained after decades of hardship&lt;br /&gt;She unified the Filipinos&lt;br /&gt;Her exceptional spirit still glows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's gone, Filipinos mourn&lt;br /&gt;Biggest sympathy to the nation&lt;br /&gt;For they have lost a grateful treasure&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration to a bright future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory, a name that speaks thousand words&lt;br /&gt;Heroine. truly admirable&lt;br /&gt;Yellow confettis to salute her&lt;br /&gt;You'll remain in our heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-9211368659064190087?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/9211368659064190087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=9211368659064190087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9211368659064190087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9211368659064190087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/08/mother-of-democracy.html' title='MOTHER OF DEMOCRACY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SolwBQAIxRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/488captbHzc/s72-c/DSC03357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-985167379886141341</id><published>2009-07-21T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T02:21:06.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL FACTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Rich tagged me!&lt;br /&gt;These are some school facts...&lt;span&gt; ̿ ̿̿'\̵͇̿̿\o=(•̪●)=o/̵͇̿̿/'̿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="text_wrapper" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;At nursery or Kindergarten, I was able to read and write according to my parents.. I never had a tutor or someone to teach me with my home works and schools stuffs.. I studied, do all my assignments and projects all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Funny thing when I'm still in 2nd year of my HS. I'm always one of the highest scorer in quizzes or exams in Geometry w/c really killing us that time. Actually most of us can't relate to some topics and I don't have any idea why am I always getting an average score or should I say, "pasang awa" when most of my classmates getting failed. Haha..Now I know...highest scorer coz as i mentioned most of my CM were all failed the tests..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sometimes cheat with my CM making sure that my prof doesn't notice me or else I will die! lol. It's a two way process.. I get answers from them then they'll cheat as well never minding if the answers were all correct! But most of the times, I let my cheatmates copy my assignments or tests answers...wahaha..that's fun I'm telling you but if others exceeded to the extent that they turned out to be a deadly parasite, well that's another story. Take note, I'm not a parasite coz sometimes I just compare my answers to my seatmate if we're likely the same..Is that also a form of cheating?? WHTVR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not an active student who's fond of joining school activities or programs coz I'm bit reserved and it was only when I step in College. In my 1st year in college I joined  the school's "teatro". It's unbelievable though knowing ghera..Some of my HS friends were like in doubt and don't actually imagined me acting..But unfortunately, our "teatro" suddenly dissolved but the experiences,acting &amp;amp; dance lessons, workshops, friends still linger in my thoughts everytime I remember the days..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate reportings, return demos, and recitation!!! And also having  hospital duty w/ the worst C.I.s ever!!!!! Nothing could ever been worse than that!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Now I'm tagging whoever wanted to be tagged...ehehe..xO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-985167379886141341?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/985167379886141341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=985167379886141341&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/985167379886141341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/985167379886141341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-facts.html' title='SCHOOL FACTS'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3664799453666705823</id><published>2009-07-19T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T02:21:52.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIBUTE FOR THE KING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SmMO8qIeesI/AAAAAAAAAjM/_EbM19-hHLM/s1600-h/TheEssentialMichaelJackson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SmMO8qIeesI/AAAAAAAAAjM/_EbM19-hHLM/s320/TheEssentialMichaelJackson.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360144416765803202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How do I begin to start defining the essence of a true legend? Far from being a huge star across the globe, he shown an exceptional devotion to the world and every single creature it contains. His life was an inspiration to us even he faced inflicting trials and controversies throughout his life. It’s quite ironic how people tend to realize his worth as a human being just after his death. Many would acknowledge his humanly contribution to the world, all his divinely acts, generosity and that entire good things etcetera. As I noticed, this big bang that came too soon which was the death of the king, took all of us into shocked. Well, we cannot blame ourselves considering the mere fact that MJ brought difference into each one of us or merely the entire nation since he was just a little kid. As many times as I can possibly say, I’ll keep on mentioning how he change my life and your life and the great things he did if ever you don’t yet realized. Actually, I realized his importance just so after his death. I’m basically one of THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stare at the cloudy sky at exactly 3:45 in the afternoon, I hardly recall back his songs that captured my heart and I can’t help but to be lame and sad. Funny thing to say but I bought a collection of his songs in Quiapo last week! Can you imagine the waves around the crowded place were all surrounded by the voice of MJ. I was like feeling his presence and the love from his fans, beginning to be his fans, and soon to be his fans. Most of the people roaming around and went to that place were like searching and intending to buy Michael’s dvds and cds from albums and concerts which were in fact all over the street and side walks. It’s amazing to think of this sudden whim took us and still taking us by storm or maybe typhoon. Even in daily news, you can see him and the people’s heartaches for his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of sudden, people appreciate MJ’s music and the substantial message it contains as what Michael wanted people to sort out and make it possible in reality. As for his song lyrics, he placed his whole heart on it trying to make a change in the world we’re living. He’s a symbol of a true hero and peacemaker who translated his thoughts through his songs. Once you heard his soothing voice and learning the message of his songs, you’ll by then understand his deep compassion not only to his art which is music but also to the people who needed much love and care. A real man can grasp the reality of imperfection in life and still wanted to make an effort of instead doing something in order to at least share his blessings to others and make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By just looking at him changing to many different looks from the outside, all he wanted was to make a CHANGE. I’m not yet pertaining on how he changed his looks every now and then. Undefined mystery may be associated with MJ but not exactly his drive to a new world with less or if ever completely erased evilness. “Heal the World” and “Man in the Mirror” were two merely passage for him to let people hear its meaning; hence, apply it in the real world. A single human being should be capable of initiating change with his own shortcomings and inadequacy. Like other people would say that we should begin change to ourselves first so as we can be able to achieve our aim to better world. Change starts with “I” and that’s what he pertained in his lyrics in “Man in the Mirror”. So if change happened to a better “YOU”, you can start to spread the goodness in you to others. It’s just like a chain reaction. And if that happened, our world can be pull off to a better place to live reconsidering the souls dying from balderdash wars against each nation, and other baloneys that killing life. We can heal the world in our own simple ways. If MJ believed that it can happen in reality, who are we not to believe. Everything is possible even the impossible if we do believe. That thought most likely gave me the inspiration and drive to make a change to our world even though I’m just a simple being living anonymous to most people. That, I believed, is not a hindrance for me not to make a move, thus, it paves way for me to boost my confidence and try as far as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go further and way much off the topic, I want to let others know how MJ changed the world and how his influence made people understand the way of life. I’m definitely not patronizing him or whatever you called it, actually, I’m being honest. Behind those cosmetic surgeries and all that cases sue against him, nothing compares the essence he brought up to our minds and soul. No matter how grave people judge him, only his family, closest friends and avid supporters know the real Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SmMPPrbWRbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/_wQMmdjJJ-0/s1600-h/E_MichaelJackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SmMPPrbWRbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/_wQMmdjJJ-0/s320/E_MichaelJackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360144743530907058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;R.I.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;MICHAEL JOSEPH JACKSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3664799453666705823?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3664799453666705823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3664799453666705823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3664799453666705823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3664799453666705823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-for-king.html' title='TRIBUTE FOR THE KING'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SmMO8qIeesI/AAAAAAAAAjM/_EbM19-hHLM/s72-c/TheEssentialMichaelJackson.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-69023758623199984</id><published>2009-06-17T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:26:37.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TABI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Naranasan mo na ba&lt;br /&gt;Mawalan ng makakasama?&lt;br /&gt;Sa gitna ng daan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi malaman ang pupuntahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mag-alala&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kita pababayaan&lt;br /&gt;Sa iyong tabi&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay iyong mahahawakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan mo na ba&lt;br /&gt;Madapa at masugatan?&lt;br /&gt;Hawakan mo ako&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi iiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mag-alala&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kita pababayaan&lt;br /&gt;Sa iyong tabi&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay iyong mahahawakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mag-alala&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kita pababayaan&lt;br /&gt;Sa iyong tabi&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay iyong mahahawakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mag-alala&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kita pababayaan&lt;br /&gt;Sa iyong tabi&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay iyong mahahawakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mag-alala&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kita pababayaan&lt;br /&gt;Sa iyong tabi&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay iyong mahahawakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/D7-biKfDpZ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/D7-biKfDpZ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=D7-biKfDpZ" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=D7-biKfDpZ" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=D7-biKfDpZ" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=D7-biKfDpZ" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/alumbayarband/music/yC3pH_Fm/paraluman-paraluman-tabi/"&gt;Paraluman - Tabi - Paraluman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song/lyrics reminds me of myself &amp;amp; not pertaining to whatever you think..hehe.. Whether or not you agree with it.. I believe that I'm always on the run to anyone who needed me most.. Self-sacrificing as you called it. Massive consumption is what I can describe myself *derived from "the fear lyrics". Some friends would always been telling me how come I did those things to others? Why don't I first think of my own future instead? I've been really a big stupid being and I don't know how to deal with this kind of life! The huge problem with me is that I'm not familiar of the words "no way"!! I don't want to reject others, however deep within I'm dying to say that uneasy words!! I'm functioned not to say NO! waahh! For almost all of my life, I'm dealing with that..! Even with my classmates, friends, relatives whom asked me for a favor for instance..i can't just say NO! Maybe what answered I concluded even before is the fact that I'm afraid of REJECTION that's why saying NO is not an excuse... i hope that behind these sacrifices is a Golden Lining waiting for me...Only God knows... Whoever can help me or give some piece of advice..you can do so.. will be appreciated.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-69023758623199984?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/69023758623199984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=69023758623199984&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/69023758623199984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/69023758623199984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/06/tabi.html' title='TABI'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-7709929415478933332</id><published>2009-06-03T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T05:43:21.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 SUMMER VACATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The week that has been was one of the most memorable vacation so far. After two years of not being able to even visit my mom side's province, we finally grab this one week vacation courtesy of mommy yolly. We rode on a plane [cebu pacific] last May 26, 2009 12:05 pm.Only 5 of us managed to get there [me, mama, papa, aljon and kua mon]  since our other relatives have difficulties whether financial or by distance conflicts. But anyways, the trip must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYmT5TbN3I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nWBtH90L8zM/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYmT5TbN3I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nWBtH90L8zM/s320/DSC00818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343000131163338610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Terminal Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYtg_FIE2I/AAAAAAAAAhU/mC8sgjyV5ZM/s1600-h/DSC00962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYtg_FIE2I/AAAAAAAAAhU/mC8sgjyV5ZM/s320/DSC00962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343008052633670498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYpo-ExDUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1jys3oqbt_Y/s1600-h/DSC00961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYpo-ExDUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1jys3oqbt_Y/s320/DSC00961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343003791756168514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYrd1Pj1EI/AAAAAAAAAhM/tXCc7Rc2j2Y/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYrd1Pj1EI/AAAAAAAAAhM/tXCc7Rc2j2Y/s320/DSC00963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343005799430214722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYoYFu_zMI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gG9VNZDKzHY/s1600-h/DSC00950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYoYFu_zMI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gG9VNZDKzHY/s320/DSC00950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343002402242940098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since our grandparents are getting old and we want them both to enjoy and spend time w/ each other together with our relatives there. Though it's kinda weird coz it was the first time we actually have our vacation w/ only five of us mªnileños..just so you know, more than 10 persons were we everytime we visit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 24&lt;/span&gt; - 1st day in Ormoc.   From Tacloban Airport [Arrived there @ 5pm not to be exact..lol.], we rode a service van [duptours] going to Ormoc. Fetched by Tito Noe and dropped by to Tita Hermie's crib and fetched her and tito edwin as well going to Curva. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My LOLO's Bday!&lt;/span&gt; A celebration and gatherings or reunion  w/ relatives. There's Lechon  and other craving foods. My mom, dad, aljon and kua mon were all busy catching up things w/ our relatives while I watched TV and a bit bored. shh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 26&lt;/span&gt; - Ate jan, bb shawn and anne's arrival day from Manila. Catched up. I was drunk courtesy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TUBA&lt;/span&gt; and Matador! My gawsh! It was my first time be tipsy like that! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First time ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagsuka ng bongangbonga!&lt;/span&gt; *excuse me!* lmao! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super sakit sa ulo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para akong magcocollapse!&lt;/span&gt; LMAO! But the night was fun, videoke..laughters.. and all that! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saya!&lt;/span&gt; We slept in Papa Roy's house..hehe. Due to tipsyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiY-uTuY3LI/AAAAAAAAAhk/tTf0jYbqrvs/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiY-uTuY3LI/AAAAAAAAAhk/tTf0jYbqrvs/s320/DSC01052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343026973211417778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate jan &amp;amp; bb shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZBnjBjFEI/AAAAAAAAAhs/SKO89iLOQZw/s1600-h/DSC01101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZBnjBjFEI/AAAAAAAAAhs/SKO89iLOQZw/s320/DSC01101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343030155594110018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look who's tipsy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiY5SKP8LrI/AAAAAAAAAhc/gysodvsVve8/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiY5SKP8LrI/AAAAAAAAAhc/gysodvsVve8/s320/DSC01070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343020992073313970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing and drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 27&lt;/span&gt; - We went in Ormoc City Proper to rent in a Internet shop but first we dropped by to Tita Hermie's house. Updated all the internet accounts and then played rock legends in FB. I was about to watch BOF but then my cousins decided to go to Gaisano coz we're gonna buy in the supermarket. Then, we went straight home after buying the necessary items. After eating our dinner, Me, aljon and Kua mon, again went to Papa roy's house. Nagperya kami w/ Ate Jan, Anne, and Dodong..I dunno what you called that game but I know it's common to any peryahan...Ung may dice na three pices w/ different colors on its sides. Then you have to guess what color will appear upon rolling the dice. Something like that..hehe.. Cant you imagine, I lose 2 pesos!! watta! hahaha!! Watched Poohkwang and then slept @ Papa Roy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 28&lt;/span&gt; - Headed to Palompon to visit San Antonio de Padua. Pray, pray.. After that, we headed to baybay and ate our lunch @ the seaside..Chicken Barbeque yumyum! Me and Aljon wanted to go again to ate jan but kua mon was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAZY &lt;/span&gt;and just slept,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; telebabad&lt;/span&gt;..haaarrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZjFbLGWgI/AAAAAAAAAi0/mmlv3q7pNq4/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZjFbLGWgI/AAAAAAAAAi0/mmlv3q7pNq4/s320/DSC01130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343066952766478850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Sonia &amp;amp; Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 29&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bisperas ng Fiesta!&lt;/span&gt; After watching primetime bida.. @ 12midnight.. we went again to Papa Roy's house before we head to the disco! haha. Picture2 then drunk a little. we didn't danced because most of the song were bisrock! watta!!? We can't relate!! huhu.. then after we decided to go home instead...the DJ played foreign songs!!!!! watta?!!! ... we chitchatted and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZFYfIX4WI/AAAAAAAAAh0/J5x7IzDPUT8/s1600-h/DSC01224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZFYfIX4WI/AAAAAAAAAh0/J5x7IzDPUT8/s320/DSC01224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343034294897467746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kua ronan.kua mon.ate jan.len.anne.aljon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZIas1cLbI/AAAAAAAAAh8/fLOsUPd1kDQ/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZIas1cLbI/AAAAAAAAAh8/fLOsUPd1kDQ/s320/DSC01228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343037631470775730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay-R &amp;amp; Aljon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZUHs9TUkI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7fL9ugYlsVo/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZUHs9TUkI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7fL9ugYlsVo/s320/DSC01268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343050499225768514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate jan &amp;amp; me @ the disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZXjtyu4YI/AAAAAAAAAiM/6AGOma_j1IU/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZXjtyu4YI/AAAAAAAAAiM/6AGOma_j1IU/s320/DSC01295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343054279021093250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZacRxSd9I/AAAAAAAAAiU/3w06WGwAmvw/s1600-h/DSC01296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZacRxSd9I/AAAAAAAAAiU/3w06WGwAmvw/s320/DSC01296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343057449774643154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kua Mon.Jepjep.Len.Anne.Ate Jan.Aljon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 30&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Fiesta!!!&lt;/span&gt; Early in the morning, aljon, kua mon and me..went home..coz we slept in Papa roy's house. We have to prepare for the mass and christening of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inaanak&lt;/span&gt; gabrielle therese cruz [ gLaiza's bb girl]. Yeah ofcours, Filipino Time, we're half a hour late!! but don't you worry coz the homily was a hour long! gawsh!!! After the mass was the baptism..then, we went to the reception in Gly's relatives near the parish church... The foods were all great! So after we ate, kua mon and I went straight to Papa Roy's house again..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakiki-fiesta lang&lt;/span&gt;! hahaha. I preferred to stay there coz i find it boring to go home..there's no videoke and people to have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chikahan&lt;/span&gt; w/.hehe.. ate jan. anne, and ate wayette were there.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sila ka-chikahan ko&lt;/span&gt;! haha.Videoke again and I'm a bit tipsy again! wahaha! Picture2 w/ gigi [ate wayette bb girlk] I'm ready for another disco but unfortunately there's no disco that night! Us three, kua mon aljon and I, went home to fix ourselves and have a short nap but mine was about 4 hours I think haha. I woke up 12midnight. Then Us Three went to Curva to see if there's disco or whatever..There is but the main concept was the coronation night for Miss Curva I guess. then we we to Papa Roy's house to check if they're still awake.. but they're not..so we just went home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZc2e0XKyI/AAAAAAAAAic/eSj917O5xeg/s1600-h/DSC01471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZc2e0XKyI/AAAAAAAAAic/eSj917O5xeg/s320/DSC01471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343060098977049378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne.Shawn.Gigi.Aljon.Ghera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 31&lt;/span&gt; - Swimming @ Lamanok! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Babad kami ni Anne! Adik kami! &lt;/span&gt;haha. i haven't been into a beach for 2 years..so I said that very moment...this is it! wahaha! Together w/ two stranger teenager kids, we prompt to swim into the far side or almost malalim na part ng dagat! At first, anne and I were kinda scared to go farther but then we enjoyed it! Though malakas ang wave, go pa rin kami until my uncle instructed us to come back at the seashore, kc delikado na daw..hehe. Super fun talaga.. Our boys or cousins were like korny kc tagal nila bago maligo...mga inarte! haha..I and Anne got bruises bcoz of the rough rock we tried to climb! After the swim swim swim, We went home fixed ourselves then went to the City to buy some delicacies for pasalubong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZfZAMzaII/AAAAAAAAAik/nZD7-ulEl7w/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZfZAMzaII/AAAAAAAAAik/nZD7-ulEl7w/s320/DSC01685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343062891076741250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aljon in the middle of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZ97Xu10uI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gXq5xTG2eGA/s1600-h/DSC01643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZ97Xu10uI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gXq5xTG2eGA/s320/DSC01643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343096466857906914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZhXAxiBXI/AAAAAAAAAis/Z30t7Diu4OU/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZhXAxiBXI/AAAAAAAAAis/Z30t7Diu4OU/s320/DSC01619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343065055894308210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZk5rk4HAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Csm9uHHcStw/s1600-h/DSC01737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiZk5rk4HAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Csm9uHHcStw/s320/DSC01737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343068950034390018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikkie.Me.Anne.Aljon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 1&lt;/span&gt; - 6:10 am departure time from Tacloban to Manila. We're so exhausted and Sleepy. 8:30am arrival @ our house.. Home Sweet Home. Later in the afternoon, I headed to Dagupan w/ Ate Jan and Anne.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sumabay lang ako sa kanila.&lt;/span&gt; Their destination was actually in Tarlac. Chika Galore kami while in the bus and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; super tawanan to death!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sa amin na lng ang pinagkwen2han nmen! super laughtrip talaga! ampupu!&lt;/span&gt; I arrived in Dagupan approx. 10pm. Tired super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 2 &lt;/span&gt;- Back again in Manila w/ Angel Mae. Need to take care of her for a month for her studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The vacation, though shortlived, still was a blast! the memories shared with loved ones will surely endured and treasured eternally. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kabitin lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cenxa sa d ko nareplyan!! i'll try soon..ayt?!! hihi...i'll be really busy super!! huhu..d na masyado maka2pag-adiktus..grrr! anyways, i'll find time to reply to all u folks..:) labshoooo all!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out other photos @  my &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-7709929415478933332?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/7709929415478933332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=7709929415478933332&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/7709929415478933332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/7709929415478933332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/06/2009-summer-vacation.html' title='2009 SUMMER VACATION'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SiYmT5TbN3I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nWBtH90L8zM/s72-c/DSC00818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-9174628321755755833</id><published>2009-05-22T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:35:27.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPSET OF THE CENTURY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But of course, this is the update i've been waiting for! Can't you just imagine how come I am now renting in a computer shop just to type this whole entry!! hahaa.. just so you know, my monitor is sort of a trash! haha! Haven't been here for couple of years that's why it really felt kinda weird but anyways I'm dying to post this new entry for the sake of getting rid of my hatred or whatever! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up w/ the title?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPSET OF THE CENTURY&lt;/span&gt;! Perfect title ever! lol. For some who are familiar...yeah I'm an American idol freak and it's just killin' me of what just happened yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The final judgement has been already took place yesterday, and yes, it's KRIS ALLEN who won and beaten ADAM LAMBERT! How's that?? I'm telling you, in my part it was distressing!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Congrats to KRIS ALLEN! I know, he's deserving but no one can erase the fact that ADAM LAMBERT is much deserving to the title. No offense to "guy next door's" fans, i'm a fan as well just after he sang "heartless".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was surprised actually but I also prepared myself coz I know how American Idol consistenly shocks everyone w/ the results. Seriously, I can't prevent my tears from falling just after Seacrest announced the winner! So dramatic! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heaven knows how exceptional, unbelievable talent ADAM has! He never failed his audience w/ his unstoppable unique performance!! Hands down!! Still, I'm very disappointed..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate how my friends teased me! haha.. they said that I'm LOSER! what the...? haha. Never mind. Lambert is a winner still.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No matter what, I know that he'll make it big way longer &amp;amp; higher than&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *toot*&lt;/span&gt;! He's a superstar! GLAMROCK rules! lmao! [what's wrong w/ me??]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys, just don't mind me..haha.. I'm insanely crazy!??!? I need to burst out my rants! gRRR!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm so upset, upset and upset! It's unbelievable!!! Hear me?! Unbelievable!! You teeny american girls who voted for Kris!!!! Bitter??!!! Don't just base on the looks / guy next door image!! GRRR!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For sure, I can do nothing w/ regards to this matter but to accept it. No one knows who will make it big!! bwahahaha!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird. How come ADAM LAMBERT &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;higher up in the trending topics? Didn't Kris Allen won? haha..\:P\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So much for that, let's rejoice coz KRIS ALLEN won!!!! I'll grieve instead..huhu..TT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still &lt;33&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Off the topic..&lt;br /&gt;You're surely familiar w/ Hayden Kho and Katrina Halili's scandalous sex videos. Not only Kat but there are also other personalities involved. The Doctor was quoted as "pervert" by different people who are concern and terrifically mad of what he did. When we speak of perversion it means doing sexual practice beyond what is normal or is also considered as paraphilia or abnormal sexual activity. I mentioned this matter coz being in the same field of profession, not actually the same but it somewhat belong to the medical field or healthcare, common sense will tell you that such actions are immoral knowing you are a professional who gained sufficient education regarding this kind of matter. I can say that what he did was unacceptable to any law whether to Man's Law or to God's Law. In the first place, each of us should be responsible w/ our actions. I can't find a good reason why people doing such act but it can be related to a medical condition or disorder. But to top it all, no one can judge the persons involved based on this kind of malicious scandal. One should be open-minded and take into consider the real victim and they're the women who are abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the topic once more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to inform my friendly "kapitbahay" neighbors that this will be my final blog for the month of May..yeah..big deal! haha.. You can still continuously visit this indescribable blog w/ undefined layout..?! I'll be gone for a week or more coz we'll be having our family vacation in Leyte. See you then. The whole month of June will be a busy month for me. I have to fetch my little cousin in Dagupan coz she'll be studying in Laguna for good. I have a lot of work to do...gawsh! I'll be updating as soon as I can.. Don't let my blog turn into trash huh!!! hahaha.. I'll be missin this.. TTYL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAM LAMBERT - NO BOUNDARIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://6.b.m.b.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://6.b.m.b.aimini.net/play/?fid=bMb6QJxGrBrrIuQW9e6I&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://6.b.m.b.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://6.b.m.b.aimini.net/play/?fid=bMb6QJxGrBrrIuQW9e6I&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRIS ALLEN - NO BOUNDARIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://m.d.v.j.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://m.d.v.j.aimini.net/play/?fid=JVDmvJ2m97eNQ3ILxHOl&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://m.d.v.j.aimini.net/player/mp3/?file=http://m.d.v.j.aimini.net/play/?fid=JVDmvJ2m97eNQ3ILxHOl&amp;amp;auto=yes&amp;amp;repeat=yes" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-9174628321755755833?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/9174628321755755833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=9174628321755755833&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9174628321755755833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9174628321755755833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/05/upset-of-century.html' title='UPSET OF THE CENTURY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-6820060737081125387</id><published>2009-05-14T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:39:33.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COOKIE is a HOTTIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0jcP8KsFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uUFIThJIj_Q/s1600-h/DSC00670copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0jcP8KsFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uUFIThJIj_Q/s320/DSC00670copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335960101726105682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yesterday, May 14, 2009, guess what?!!! I saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAVID COOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;! He's like few inches away from me! wahaha! Call me Over-reActing but really I'm overwhelmed knowing that I saw him face to face! haha..Though it seems like a glimpse but it did totally flew me away! None of my imagination that i could actually see his face closer aside from T.V. or monitor of my computer! My gawsh! He's freakin damn HOT! The sad part there, we weren't able to buy tickets for the said "Meet &amp;amp; Greet David Cook" event. I was only informed by kua mon about that, few hours ago before the event. Pity me. But anyways, I'm quite satisfied coz as I said few times before, I can't watch DAVIDS concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="javascript:toggle2();" id="displayText"&gt;show me the video!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="toggleText" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZEGL5105Eo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZEGL5105Eo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;[It's kinda shaky coz hell the people around me were like screaming and pushing me!]&lt;br /&gt;[short glimpse of DAVID cookie,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i hope you can see him&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mamang&lt;/span&gt; guards were all a BIG mess!! So apathetic!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*epal*&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*Due to depression, we ate our heart out @ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TokyoTokyo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;We took few shots then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg038spThaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/EY4AA7dcl7A/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg038spThaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/EY4AA7dcl7A/s320/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335982649419990434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg05UtfSEMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/MIJhSLnLRTk/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg05UtfSEMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/MIJhSLnLRTk/s320/DSC00665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335984161474875586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg07y2_3iGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/vmzIVSBFhyU/s1600-h/DSC00669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg07y2_3iGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/vmzIVSBFhyU/s320/DSC00669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335986878446798946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg06WCaJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DE5P4p_gp54/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg06WCaJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DE5P4p_gp54/s320/DSC00667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335985283782016146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0-UwT2csI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LxcqmRQpmKI/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0-UwT2csI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LxcqmRQpmKI/s320/DSC00675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335989659790373570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0_0eQQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OX39QTTkzQg/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0_0eQQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OX39QTTkzQg/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335991304210935842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0_0eQQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OX39QTTkzQg/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0_0eQQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OX39QTTkzQg/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;erisa /ghera/ate grace / jeazhel&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0_0eQQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OX39QTTkzQg/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Overall, the day was fun though we're not able to get inside the amphitheater w/c was so frustrating. At least, I saw COOKIE like I drooled that very moment! [dream come true, lol] Anyways, we've all got chance to catch up and chika galore at the same time. Thanks ate grace for the treat! Nice to know you more. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0_0eQQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OX39QTTkzQg/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-6820060737081125387?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/6820060737081125387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=6820060737081125387&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6820060737081125387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6820060737081125387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/05/cookie-is-hottie.html' title='COOKIE is a HOTTIE!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sg0jcP8KsFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uUFIThJIj_Q/s72-c/DSC00670copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-7169871208845819657</id><published>2009-05-13T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:23:06.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT TAGGED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;8 Things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://clarenszx.net/"&gt;clarence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 200px;"&gt;&lt;div id="SID1682588587" style="display: block;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I’m looking forward to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No less than to have a freakin JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. One week vacation in Ormoc, Leyte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hang out with my long lost cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. DAVIDS' concert though i can't watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Edit amazing photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Camwhoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. American Idol's finale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. Someone please give me money! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I' such a beggar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I did yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pictorial w/ ate jan and anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Watched Gokusen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Edit kua mon's photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Ate a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Music Tripped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Commented to few bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Watched BOF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. Laughed and cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I wish I could do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel the whole world&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Meet David Cook &amp;amp; Adam Lambert!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Make millions of money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Diminish the suffering of humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; May ganon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat the world's yummiest dishes ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Be in the front of the computer 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fulfill the dreams of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. Vote the most sufficient candidate for 2010 elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Shows I watch:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Boys over flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Tayong Dalawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hotshot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Gokusen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7. Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. The Tyra Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Below are the instructions for this tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; write anything about 15 persons you know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; don't mention the names of these 15 persons you are referring to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; if someone would ask who are these persons, don't tell them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; tag 15 persons but don't include the persons you included in your post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's comes my list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://iamrichgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;rich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 200px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I hope that the money I paid to you is worth it!! Damn Over-priced!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; You sucks! Don't you have conscience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Please be strong and patient. God's has his own will why he put this challenges onto you. I know, you will be able to see the bright future ahead for you and your family sooner than you've ever thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm aware that all of you think that I'm too, a failure, but then I don't want to lose hope to prove all of you that I can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be sure of what you are doing. You know that Karma will find its way to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Respect the person who has been there for you ever since. Don't put her down coz see, she became a part of your life and don't have to put those memories in trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Thank you for trusting me and giving faith on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I hope that someday you'll realized you've been fooled by the person you trust more than anyone. God knows that you deserve such foolishness. Please open your eyes..please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Why can't you see how important you are to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't continuously stress me! You've been so consistent! Just for once, please get rid of such attitude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; You're getting old, I hope that I can absorb all your pain and hardship. How I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thank you for giving me what I wanted though I'm so undeserving. Don't worry coz I'm gonna pay all depths I caused you and 10 x more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I miss how we hang out like crazy! You've been my friend and you'll always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;In the very depth of my soul, I apologize for not answering your messages. I miss you indeed. Our friendship will never end and I don't know if you aware of that. It's not that I ignore you guys but,time will tell..there will be a special time for us to bond once again. I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm very SORRY if I took you for granted. If so I may not find any time to be with you, I'm  sorry..I know It's my fault coz I'm too lazy. Please forgive me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, to change this chain..why not make a difference.. whoever wanted to tag him/herself..go ahead and re-post your own List &amp;amp; claim that I tagged you ayt?! ! Sorry if I broke the rule! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just that, I don't have any idea if you guys already answered this Lists..I'm too lazy to check everyone who hasn't. (:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-7169871208845819657?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/7169871208845819657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=7169871208845819657&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/7169871208845819657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/7169871208845819657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-tagged.html' title='I GOT TAGGED!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3488466139044074776</id><published>2009-05-08T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:28:44.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ironic it seems but I'm deprived of any single thought to share. Perhaps, this moment my mind is occupied with nonetheless than nothing. Again, there's force within that pushing me to type in my keyboard just to update my spoiled blog. Okey, Here's  a sensible lyrics from Lily Allen's "The Fear".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 100px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE FEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to be rich and I want lots of money&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny&lt;br /&gt;I want loads of clothes and f***loads of diamonds&lt;br /&gt;I heard people die while they are trying to find them&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous&lt;br /&gt;I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When we think it will all become clear&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life’s about film stars and less about mothers&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about fast cars and passing each other&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic&lt;br /&gt;and that’s what makes my life so f***ing fantastic&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I am a weapon of massive consumption&lt;br /&gt;and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function&lt;br /&gt;I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When we think it will all become clear&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about guns and forget ammunition&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When we think it will all become clear&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgU9DxIyzZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UL2dz3zcU40/s1600-h/Lily_Allen_The_Fear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgU9DxIyzZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UL2dz3zcU40/s320/Lily_Allen_The_Fear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333736468629343634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the song lyrics of Lily Allen's single from  her second album &lt;strong&gt;It’s Not Me, It’s You&lt;/strong&gt;. She earned tremendous accolades from this piece. At first, I don't actually managed to listen promptly to the lyrics but upon hearing it few times, i felt in love w/ it.  So, the intention by this entry is to break down every stanza of the said song just to put up my personal opinion whether or not you agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to be rich and I want lots of money&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny&lt;br /&gt;I want loads of clothes and f***loads of diamonds&lt;br /&gt;I heard people die while they are trying to find them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;This changing world made each people desire for perfection or at least closer to perfection. Who don't want lots of money? Most of us are materialistic or having  bourgeois mentality. It's a driving force for some cruel people to obtain criminal acts just to satisfy they're craving for luxury or wealth. I admit that I'm more of a materialistic and so to say that I know my limitations. We can surely dream big and to achieve, we need to carry our heavy butt off and work with purity and  conscientious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous&lt;br /&gt;I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;The trend nowadays is becoming shameless to one's actions. Self-confidence can also progress into higher level w/c is equivalent to indecency. Trying to catch fame and acquired first-rate attention, some would do the most outrageous thing like there's no tomorrow. Somewhat i realized how hard it is to please anyone as much as you wanted to be. Even if you tried harder, it seems non-sense and no one can really see you still. Maybe some of you will say, "You can't erase the fact that some people will not ever understand you. So don't expect from them." So true and to add up, Just be yourself coz people will love your genuine heart without being sarcastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When we think it will all become clear&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I was caught up with this stanza coz I'm feeling the same way. Actually this is my shout out in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://friendster.com/gherah"&gt;FS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;. The road to success is a bit blurry for me at this time. Rocky road as you can defined it. I've been very unpredictable that I never thought I'll be. As we mature, changes happens unexpectedly. When we were young, we tried to draw our dreams in a piece of paper. Plans were made and sculpturized. Even we voiced out with our close ones how we plan out life to be in the future. But i really don't know How I meant to feel anymore. I keep on saying to myself,  "don't lose hope, strive harder and PLEASE move your feet under the ground". However, crisis inside my thought crumbling down with none in the earth i  know the reason why. The only fact I know right now is that I'm taken over by the FEAR most specifically ANXIETY or fear of the unknown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life’s about film stars and less about mothers&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about fast cars and passing each other&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic&lt;br /&gt;and that’s what makes my life so f***ing fantastic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The world of today are now polluted of addiction to entertainment issues and taking aside the real problem of the world. Some would associate their lives to their favorite movie stars w/c is too ironic. The character from a series or tv show or whatever were kinda adopted by most of the generation today. They imitate those people that they idolize or maybe worshipped. That's a fad and sometimes becoming addictive. Everything was all about what's in and what's hot. People who wants to be on the line of trend, tried hard to become one of those social climbers. Taking to the aside of being into a group of socialite is big plus for some. Nonetheless, i don't care at all of what's written in this paragraph. haha. It's random and blurred. lmao.  I'm a fan of some artists, so I belong! lol. But to the extent that I'll be TH or trying hard &amp;amp; crazy over them! In addition, Being plastic has its own positive and negative attributes. Yes, I'm plastic at times to those people who are undeserving. Being sarcastic is another topic and if argue regarding that, it will took me hours to type all my thoughts! Don't get me wrong. As the word implies, PLASTIC can be good in a most special way you haven't knew yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I am a weapon of massive consumption&lt;br /&gt;and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function&lt;br /&gt;I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Based on how I understand this we became, once, twice, or few times in our life, used by others for some reasons whether we're aware or unaware.  But for me, I'll try to put this in a good way. My purpose in life is to fulfill my family's dream as much as mine. My second priority is myself. Maybe they don't even realized that coz I'm not showy and I don't give them idea of that fact. I was born to help others and that's my function. I remember how I used to think back then everytime I'm mad. I rant and said to myself that,"I'm just a robot here, everyone care less about me!" Well that was just a petty drama and I believed that there's no wrong with me as a massive consumption to my family and afterwards, to those people in need. Daydreaming makes me accomplished all of which..to help my family and deprived people. But believe me, someday I'm gonna make all those in reality. I want to  be an instrument to change the world. Watch me out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forget about guns and forget ammunition&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PEACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is the word that will describe this. It's the rarest word ever. As I said previously, I'm a piece of instrument that will make a change in my own little way. This time I'll try harder to fulfill my part in my existence in humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3488466139044074776?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3488466139044074776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3488466139044074776&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3488466139044074776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3488466139044074776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/05/fear.html' title='THE FEAR'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgU9DxIyzZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UL2dz3zcU40/s72-c/Lily_Allen_The_Fear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-6137406997493684666</id><published>2009-05-05T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:10:15.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HANDWRITING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I got tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" href="http://malevolic-demise.blogspot.com/"&gt;gello kun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY HANDWRITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgE0mi2EW3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/skHobRiLL9Q/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgE0mi2EW3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/skHobRiLL9Q/s320/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332601270576634738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I think some of you are familiar of this commercial by a little girl advertised by Camella Homes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I'm kinda suffering to sickness called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;LSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;" or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Last Song Syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Forget about my handwriting coz i haven't practiced that skill for almost a year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So now, do i have to pass this or rather tag others as well? Sorry, newbie is in the house!:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Here's the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://charm.pinkhaven.net/"&gt;Charmoii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://www.crumpled-papers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jaimee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://skittish.co.cc/"&gt;Kathrinx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://www.lollii-pii.com/"&gt;Lollii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://iamrichgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-6137406997493684666?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/6137406997493684666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=6137406997493684666&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6137406997493684666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6137406997493684666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/05/handwriting.html' title='HANDWRITING'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgE0mi2EW3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/skHobRiLL9Q/s72-c/DSC00294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8512104024531987262</id><published>2009-04-30T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:04:23.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAKIT AKO NAIINIS??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: Purong tagalog ako ngaun sa unang pagkakataon &lt;u&gt;actually may halos ingles din.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;My Apologize to those who can't understand. I surely needs to express the depth of my emotions this time. I hope you do understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upang sagutin ang katanungang, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bakit ako naiinis?&lt;/span&gt;", narito ang mga posibleng dahilan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malamang iisipin mong ang babaw ko, pro ganito talaga ako eh, naiinis ako dahil nasa "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bottom three&lt;/span&gt;" sila Adam Lambert at Matt Giraud ng American Idol. Pareho ko silang idolo kaya naiinis ako. Lalo na si Adam Lambert na hindi marapat na italaga sa ganong posisyon dahil sa kanyang natatanging talento! Kauna-unahang beses lang napunta si Adam sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bottom 3&lt;/span&gt;! Bakit kayo nagkulang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMERICA&lt;/span&gt;?! haha! "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bitter-Sweet"&lt;/span&gt; nga kung tawagin ang pangyayari para sa akin. Sapagkat, masaya akong nailigtas si Adam Lambert ngunit ang nakakalungkot ay natanggal naman si Matt. Haay, ang buhay nga naman. Marahil tinatawanan mo ako dahil ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O.A.&lt;/span&gt; ko, pwes wala kang magagawa nakikibasa ka lang! ahaha! Kakainis!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sino bang hindi maiinis kapag wala ka ng perang pambili ng gusto mo lalo na't "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super sale&lt;/span&gt;" ngaun sa SM SuperMalls? haha. Kakalungkot namang isipin na kung kelan pa "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sale&lt;/span&gt;" eh wala na akong "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;budget&lt;/span&gt;"! NAMAN! Kakainis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ikaw ba kung "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;graduate&lt;/span&gt;" ka na at wala ka pang trabaho, hindi ka ba maiinis? Isa kang "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PT&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Professional&lt;/span&gt; Tambay"! Isa akong malaking pabigat at palamunin!! Nakakahiya mang sabihin ngunit ano ang magagawa ko? Ang ganda kasi ng bansa natin, punong-puno ng oppurtunidad! Mag dilang anghel sana ako. Kakainis!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Madalas ko itong pinagiisipan kung paano ba ako makakatulong sa mga nangangailangan kong kapamilya ngayo't alam kong wala naman akong trabaho! Sobra akong "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na-gui-guilty&lt;/span&gt;" paano ba naman wala akong magawa sa tanda kong ito! haha. Sa totoo lang, "feeling" ko sobrang wala akong kwenta! Kakainis!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hindi ko alam kung maiinis ako o hindi sa mga taong mahilig manloko. Syempre nakakainis nga un diba?! Ngunit paano kung ang pagsisinungaling ang may magandang rason na para sa ikakabuti ng mga taong importante sayo. Hindi ko rin maintindihan kasi hindi ko gawain o "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hobby&lt;/span&gt;" ang manloko o magsinungaling lalo na sa mga taong mahalaga sakin. Hindi ako magpapakaimpokrita kung sasabihin kong hindi ako nagsisinungaling, ginagawa ko din un ngunit mga mababaw na dahilan lamang. Naiinis lang ako sa mga taong manloloko &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"period"&lt;/span&gt;. Kakainis!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eto pa ang walang katapusang "issue" patungkol sa kaso ni Ted Failon! Grabe na ito, hindi ko mapigilang maghimutok at mainis sa ginawang panghaharas ng mga pulis sa pamilya ni Mr. Failon. Sino bang hindi mababadtrip di ba?! Namatay na lang ang asawa niya hindi man lang siya tinantanan ng mga isyu at akusasyon na binabato sa kanya. "Unfair" talaga ang buhay at kahit si "Superman" walang magagawa! Kakainis!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang pangarap ika nga nila ay makakmtam basta magtiyaga ka lang. Eh bakit ako nakamtam ko nga ang pangarap ko ngunit subalit datapwat, hindi pa rin ako masaya. Ang dami kong pinagdaanang hirap, hindi pa ba sapat un para maging masaya? Kung iisipin kong maigi, hindi ko nga pala pangarap ang pagiging isang nars. Itinawid ko lang ang aking sarili nang sa gayon ay magkaroon ng magandang pinagtapos at magandang kinabukasan sa hinaharap na "ikaka-proud" ng aking magulang at kamag-anakan. Bakit hindi pa rin ako masaya? Madalas ko yan itanong sa aking sarili at madalas ding hindi ko alam ang kasagutan. Ikaw ba alam mo?? Kakainis!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mga taong hindi nakaka-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; ng ginagawa ko ay isa pang nakakainis! Hindi naman sa humihingi ako sa iyo ng utang na loob dahil alam ko dapat hindi yan "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iniimpose&lt;/span&gt;", kusa lang yang ipinararamdam. Ang tanging nais ko lamang ay maisip mong "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nageexist&lt;/span&gt;" ako at hinihingi ko ang pagbigay mo ng halaga sa akin, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vice-versa&lt;/span&gt;". Kakainis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alam kong walang kwenta ang susunod kaso naiinis ako at hindi ko mapigilang maghimutok! Ukol ito sa "sikretong kasal kuno" nila Juday-Ryan na sobrang O.A.! Korny talaga nila, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling important&lt;/span&gt;"! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; na lang pero eto talaga opinion ko! Pasensya na sa mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fans.&lt;/span&gt;.eewww!!! Kakainis!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mahaba-haba na din itong blog na ito, malamang hindi mo binasa! Yabang mo naman! Makonsensya ka! Bat ako binabasa ko naman ung sayo ha! haha!! Kaw ba hindi ka maiinis na wala man lang magtiyagang magbasa ng ginawa mong blog? Matapos mong ibahagi ang aking damdamin sa pamamagitan ng blog na ito, tapos iwawalang bahala mo lang!! Maayy Gaaaaddd! Kakaiyak naman nun! haha. Sa nakakabasa nitong huling numero, pwedeng nilaktawan mu ang ibang numero at ang binasa mu lang ay itong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;number 10&lt;/span&gt;, pwede rin namang dumeretsyo ka na sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;number 10 &lt;/span&gt;dahil tamad ka magbasa, at pwede ring dakilang ka at tunay na kaibigan! Salamat at Saludo ako sayo!! Pagpapalain ka ng diyos! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMEN&lt;/span&gt;! At sa hindi ito binasa at kumopya lang sa unang nagkomento, eto sayo..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"TOINK"&lt;/span&gt; magingat ka sa dinadaanan mu, sana madulas ka! bwahaha! JOKE! May araw ka rin! haha..Kakainis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-8512104024531987262?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8512104024531987262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8512104024531987262&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8512104024531987262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8512104024531987262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/04/bakit-ako-naiinis.html' title='BAKIT AKO NAIINIS??'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-6297419088418813401</id><published>2009-04-30T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:43:54.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHT OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SflVuJ-BDbI/AAAAAAAAAfE/R-BiwZkjIyE/s1600-h/pictures+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SflVuJ-BDbI/AAAAAAAAAfE/R-BiwZkjIyE/s320/pictures+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330385885408071090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we don't have digicam, we decided to have snapshots on the photobooth @ timezone!! Look!! We're not yet prepared..&amp;amp; the designs are not good enough!! haha! we're a bit innocent [sori naman! galing bundok lang! lol]:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[oopsssiiee!! GOT MY NEW HAIRCUT DONE!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SflVF6q_EhI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ySEcoFnZAi4/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SflVF6q_EhI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ySEcoFnZAi4/s320/group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330385194106950162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GILIGANS TRINOMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04/28/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beer Day&lt;/span&gt; with My cousins:&lt;br /&gt;Kuya mon &amp;amp; Ate wayette, my brother Aljon, Ate Grace and MEEee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before ate wayette head off to Ormoc on the 30th, we've fixed a date for us to hang out and bond just even once. It was was fun &amp;amp; we've enjoyed the night. I was a bit drunk but still tolerable! ahaha:P What made the night worst was when Aljon put lotS of hotsauce on our "pulutaN" beef sisig!! waaaH! that was so distressing! haha..but anyways the night was surreal. The Only sad part there was that we don't have digicam!!!! gRR!! But good news!! I received my new digicam yesterday!! The photos that i just posted above were only cellphone pics.. I'll try to post photos from my new digicam SOON..btw, it's sony DSC W220. I'm so happy! haha!!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-6297419088418813401?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/6297419088418813401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=6297419088418813401&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6297419088418813401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6297419088418813401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/04/night-out.html' title='NIGHT OUT'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SflVuJ-BDbI/AAAAAAAAAfE/R-BiwZkjIyE/s72-c/pictures+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-9183245689714035553</id><published>2009-04-25T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:36:22.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ADAM LAMBERT IS &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note: This post is actually inspired by&lt;a href="http://bhabiejhoice-xoxo.net/"&gt; Jhoice's&lt;/a&gt; entry about &lt;a href="http://bhabiejhoice-xoxo.net/archives/1528"&gt;A.I.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/49e3b4acb258ffb9/49f2ff58f8b5f9f4/49e3b4ac73ab11c8/f8ffde3/-cpid/d5dced4dfd64fcb7" id="W49e3b4acb258ffb949f2ff58f8b5f9f4" width="335" height="351"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/49e3b4acb258ffb9/49f2ff58f8b5f9f4/49e3b4ac73ab11c8/f8ffde3/-cpid/d5dced4dfd64fcb7"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed id="W49e3b4acb258ffb949f2ff58f8b5f9f4" name="Adam Lambert:  " if="" i="" can="" t="" have="" you="" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/49e3b4acb258ffb9/49f2ff58f8b5f9f4/49e3b4ac73ab11c8/f8ffde3/-cpid/d5dced4dfd64fcb7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="335" height="351"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last performance of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt; entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I can't have you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I posted this coz I can't resist my emotions regarding His unstoppable talent. The song actually made me felt his deep passion, pain, sorrow that his trying to convey in his interpretation and his heartfelt performance carried me away! Every week he showed different sides of him making his performances unique and not a cliche. While listening, I didn't noticed that I'm having goosebumps already! Everytime I listens to his music, it feels like I'm melting down and cutted into pieces! His voice always turns me into puddle of mush!  He's definitely a winner! The best Idol ever! Hands down! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-LLGbItf88Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-LLGbItf88Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is he GAY or NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If he's really gay, and so what?!! haha.. At least people voted him based on his talents and his looks i guess.. but talent counts most! And just for those questioning his sexuality, get a life! Just a suggestion! ahahaha!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Get to know Adam lambert even more, click this : &lt;a href="http://www.thebestarts.com/AdamLambert/default.aspx"&gt;American Idol 8- Adam Lambert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V-O-T-E  FOR&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/season_8/adam_lambert/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A-D-A-M  L-A-M-B-E-R-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMERICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;¨°º¤„¸¨°º¤ø„¸¸„ø¤º°¨¸„ø¤º°¨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                         ¨°º¤ø„¸ ♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;♥ ¸„ø¤º°¨                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                  ¸„ø¤º°¨ ♥&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lambert&lt;/span&gt;♥ `°º¤ø„¸                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                     ¸„ø¤º°¨¸„ø¤º°¨¨°º¤ø„¸¨°º¤ø„          &lt;/span&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-9183245689714035553?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/9183245689714035553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=9183245689714035553&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9183245689714035553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9183245689714035553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/04/adam-lambert-is-3.html' title='ADAM LAMBERT IS &lt;3'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8784280265571838031</id><published>2009-04-18T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:28:27.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKSGIVING &amp; APPRECIATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The date was last April 15, 2009 Wednesday.The event was in school about Thanksgiving for June 2008 and November 2008 Board Passers.Yuh right, I attended coz it was confirmed that both set of passers are welcomed in the said event / program as they called it. But eventually, I'm the lazy one..so I arrived quarter to 11:00am w/c was supposed to be 9:00am as we intended and as the event scheduled to start. There was a mass in the chapel of SJD Hospital then the program proceeded at the gym of the school. Well, obviously, I'm way too late so my friends waited for me as I am the last one to arrive..How important I am!! or feeling important..anyways.. I know that it's my fault &amp;amp; I've already extend my beg for forgiveness to my loyal friends. So as we climb the staircase, I'm sort of feeling embarass coz we already had our time [june board passers] last year, when the school provided us thanksgiving mass and treated us in Max's. But as they said, we should swallow our pride and shyness instead, have fun watching the program made by our dear clinical instructors and of course endure the foods c/o KFC! Sadly, I &amp;amp; Joyce don't have certificate received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen69ZIDkpI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6TQbNkJmFrY/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen69ZIDkpI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6TQbNkJmFrY/s320/DSC00621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326063966965961362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Clinical Intructors made a special number wherein one of our favorite C.I. [Mr. Alexander Regala ]sang "this is the moment" w/ his back-up singers [they're C.I.s too!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was fun coz we had the chance to take snapshots w/ our colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen70MOcL3I/AAAAAAAAAdk/WZ0I6phLh-Q/s1600-h/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen70MOcL3I/AAAAAAAAAdk/WZ0I6phLh-Q/s320/DSC00626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326064908395884402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen8CWYNPPI/AAAAAAAAAds/2y-8KKrRheA/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen8CWYNPPI/AAAAAAAAAds/2y-8KKrRheA/s320/DSC00633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326065151639370994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;w/ Mrs. Gregori [Our Batchs' Dean]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen8e5B37sI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ieY1O7lThog/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen8e5B37sI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ieY1O7lThog/s320/DSC00640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326065641977278146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ghera.elaine.reshma.joyce.emmie.karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen-UnJdCgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SC8Ao7GmOP8/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen-UnJdCgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SC8Ao7GmOP8/s320/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326067664401795586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen_fENg8iI/AAAAAAAAAeE/WUvHWY-JseE/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen_fENg8iI/AAAAAAAAAeE/WUvHWY-JseE/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326068943513776674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoB4STjh9I/AAAAAAAAAeU/J7XYvCGrJy0/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoB4STjh9I/AAAAAAAAAeU/J7XYvCGrJy0/s320/DSC00747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326071575817193426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoAG7dT2ZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_Z5qLPZEp4M/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoAG7dT2ZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_Z5qLPZEp4M/s320/DSC00679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326069628358875538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*SnapsHot GirLs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoDvocL-4I/AAAAAAAAAek/v7GkALx7XLM/s1600-h/yrbuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoDvocL-4I/AAAAAAAAAek/v7GkALx7XLM/s320/yrbuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326073626163411842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoEfApNCsI/AAAAAAAAAes/1h8I6e4lVuE/s1600-h/yrrrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoEfApNCsI/AAAAAAAAAes/1h8I6e4lVuE/s320/yrrrr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326074440114309826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, we've got our yearbook!! After one year! Yeah! It's petite but cute:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoC4zdicqI/AAAAAAAAAec/udW2IAiKuSA/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SeoC4zdicqI/AAAAAAAAAec/udW2IAiKuSA/s320/DSC00816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326072684229063330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunset by the Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our final stop was in MOA [Mall of Asia]...what's new?! LOL. Joyce wasn't able to join us there coz she needed to attend important matters. But anyways, the show must continue! I, Resh, &amp;amp; Karen had our picture galore coutesy of Resh's Cam. We took shots until we dropped, actually the digicam battery was the first one to drop! haha.:) I enjoyed the day as much as I could. Thanks to my friends whom insisted me to come back here in Manila [coz I'm actually in Dagupan that time looking for career/oppurtunity] so as to attend in that Thanksgiving &amp;amp; Appreciation held in our School and to have small reunion w/ friends and batchmates. That day was a history and as they say..History repeat itself..so I hope one day will come that we're gonna be all together again and just have fun &amp;amp; chill, while reminiscing the days back then. I miss you all guys!!!! SO MUCH! :)) TILL THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photos, click here : &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/146/THANKSGIVING_APPRECIATION"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/148/BY_THE_BAY"&gt;By the Bay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-8784280265571838031?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8784280265571838031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8784280265571838031&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8784280265571838031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8784280265571838031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanksgiving-appreciation.html' title='THANKSGIVING &amp;amp; APPRECIATION'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/Sen69ZIDkpI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6TQbNkJmFrY/s72-c/DSC00621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3380786885288463712</id><published>2009-04-13T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:13:22.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN MANILA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WHoa! Im now back in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manila&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after almost one month minus one day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How I miss the overflowing black &lt;strong&gt;smokes&lt;/strong&gt; coming from city's vehicles!! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To make my &lt;strong&gt;first day&lt;/strong&gt; here exciting and enjoying, I went in&lt;em&gt; DV&lt;/em&gt; to shop..! So damn miss it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I actually bought quite huge amount of items!!! ehehe...you can't blame me though.. but my mom do! LOL. After going to &lt;em&gt;dv&lt;/em&gt;, I planned to clean my messy room but unfortunately, I had a massive laziness attack! ahahaha! Eventually, I watched &lt;em&gt;parental control&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;date my mom&lt;/em&gt;, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;primetime bida&lt;/em&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have this gut feeling that our plan which to go out for an &lt;strong&gt;outing&lt;/strong&gt; to a nearest beach or pool resort as an alternative, will not happen or be &lt;strong&gt;cancelled&lt;/strong&gt;. Considering the fact that we don't have clear objective or plan, it made me think that another unpursuable &lt;em&gt;mouth saying&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;broken promise&lt;/em&gt;! watda?!! ahaha:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can't wait to receive my brand new &lt;strong&gt;digicam&lt;/strong&gt;!! I'm so sick! I want to have my addiction back!! yey! Definitely to capture moments!! Looks who's excited?!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My decision to stay here in Manila for a week has something to do with our so called &lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving and Appreciation for the June and November board Passers&lt;/strong&gt;.. But with unnecessary news I received minutes ago..It indicated that only November board passers should attend! &lt;strong&gt;Hell ya, ARE YOU SERIOUS?&lt;/strong&gt; I came all the way from &lt;em&gt;Pangasinan&lt;/em&gt; (6 hours away from Manila [capital]) just to attend that freakin considered reunion of our batch but then I sort of find out this &lt;em&gt;gossip&lt;/em&gt; [still there's no confirmation]. I'm kinda pissed off whether it's true or a fad! Calm down ghera, calm down(...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3380786885288463712?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3380786885288463712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3380786885288463712&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3380786885288463712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3380786885288463712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-in-manila.html' title='BACK IN MANILA'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-6865317150188177658</id><published>2009-03-31T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:42:06.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT I..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I misses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I miss my internet addiction!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. I miss malling!&lt;br /&gt;3. I miss hanging out with my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. I miss editing photos &amp;amp; creating vectors.&lt;br /&gt;5. I miss my family.&lt;br /&gt;6. I miss schooling. [?]&lt;br /&gt;7. I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;8. I miss being toxic.&lt;br /&gt;9. I miss travelling.&lt;br /&gt;10. I miss destroying others life!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I LoVe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one &amp;amp; only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SdL5rOmYgHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Z9IQSxrFfek/s1600-h/1_627386700l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SdL5rOmYgHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Z9IQSxrFfek/s320/1_627386700l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319588630926753906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ADAM LAMBERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;though there's a rumor or confirmation that he's GaY..I don't freaking care at all! I really heart hiM! To those who's not familiar w/ hiM, he's a contestant running to be the neXt American iDoL! Vote for HiM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I'm Happy about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finally, my uncle will be out from the hospital &amp;amp; will continue his medication at home.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm just happy coz I have my own freewill.&lt;br /&gt;3. My little cousins makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SdL9m5dqWjI/AAAAAAAAAdU/TtL9HG-Oyh4/s1600-h/SP_B3507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SdL9m5dqWjI/AAAAAAAAAdU/TtL9HG-Oyh4/s320/SP_B3507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319592954580064818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm happy whenever I chat with my friends back in manila thru text or YM.&lt;br /&gt;5. American Idol!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Travelling &amp;amp; Hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;7. Internet!!!&lt;br /&gt;8. I now have direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-6865317150188177658?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/6865317150188177658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=6865317150188177658&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6865317150188177658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6865317150188177658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i.html' title='WHAT I..'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SdL5rOmYgHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Z9IQSxrFfek/s72-c/1_627386700l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5869908552871930857</id><published>2009-03-24T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:10:00.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray for my Uncle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry "my blog" if i wasn't able to update you every now and then!!! huhu..&lt;br /&gt;I'm very busy as I always mention. Seldom I got the chance to check my mail, updates, or even write here in my blog. I'm always in the hospital for 11 days now. My uncle is confined there for I think 3 -4 weeks and at the present time. I'm actually here in Dagupan. I arrived here last March 14, 2008. My aunt told me to come over so as to take care of my uncle upon discharge but unfortunately he wasn't able to discharge from the hospital coz he's condition still not stable. Everyday, my aunt and I go in the hospital past 8 am and go home past 8 pm.. So to estimate, we have 12 hours of duty..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of the illness of my uncle.. it's called TB Meningitis. A kind of Tuberculosis mainly affecting the brain. In this instance, the brain's filled with so much water resulting it to be compressed and increase in pressure. He has hydrocephalus but unlike children..his head doesn't grows, instead, the water inside compresses the brain. Sometimes or most of the times, he can't recognize a person [their name or their identity/even his offsprings], spoke unorganized thoughts, unsteady gait, and worst.. he can't control his bowel movement and urination [that's an update as of today]. I really hope that he can get well sooner. He has 3 small kids still. They're so young to understand his situation. But I know that in God's time, everything will be better for their lives. At the moment, I really feel So helpless coz I can't even do anything just to uplift the situation. But I promise, someday I can help them in the most possible way I can. All I can do for now is to accompany my aunt and help her even in small things..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please..I need you prayers... May God give My aunt's family grace and will to carry on. May they have more strength and courage to stand these challenges. Please Lord God take good care of their health and please instill in their minds that there's still hope and always be strong.. Your Prayers are the most powerful among anything else.Thank you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5869908552871930857?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5869908552871930857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5869908552871930857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5869908552871930857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5869908552871930857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-pray-for-my-uncle.html' title='Please Pray for my Uncle'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3668693830508278158</id><published>2009-03-10T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:43:13.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET'S CATCH UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Doraemon/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/season/rainy/line_rainy/line_cloud03.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been out for 14 days .. now I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;I missed most of my networking sites here in the internet!&lt;br /&gt;How come I somehow managed to get rid of my computer addiction for quite a long span of time!?! But anyways, I can handle any adjustment even if I have to let go of something which I'm really attached of. I don't know exactly what am I going to discuss here, I'm just happy coz finally I can be able to browse and chat again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/line/line06/line06_370.gif/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to share my so called reunion with my college friend last friday. Erisa asked me a favor and that is for me to accompany her in PRC for her registration as a professional nurse. Since I don't have any scheduled activities for that day, i decided to come with her considering her offer of treating me a movie ticket of Confessions of a Shopaholic. Well who am I to reject her offer! haha. One of the reasons why she wanted me to come with was obviously for me to teach her the procedures of that registration coz I've been in her position months ago. I actually passed the board exam last June while erisa took and passed her exam last november. Honestly, I'm a bit confused that day coz I almost forgot the step-by-step procedures! Hell, It's been 6 months ago.. i guess..! While we were inside the big room full of registered nurses, i can't help but to reminisce the last time i've been there. I was alone. I went there all by myself. I never asked for anyone to accompany me. I was so lonely..haha! Sorry for being so dramatic!!Everything were done so we've went straight ahead to Mall of Asia. There, we watched COnfessions of a Shopaholic.. I laughed my butt off indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/line/line06/line06_370.gif/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sad part of the day was the moment we part ways and someone texted me that Francis M. died. I knew it in the evening but i just learned he died 12 noon. He's indeed a big loss in the music, showbiz, art  industry and not to mention, to our whole country. He's a nationalist and deeply proud to be a Filipino. And that's why people admire and salute him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/line/line06/line06_370.gif/" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanna extend my gratitude to all those cute bloggers who visited my site! I'm sorry if i wasn't able to reply to your messages. I'll try to hit you back later..! I miss you guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/season/rainy/line_rainy/line_cloud03.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3668693830508278158?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3668693830508278158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3668693830508278158&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3668693830508278158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3668693830508278158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-catch-up.html' title='LET&apos;S CATCH UP!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1559955532932402998</id><published>2009-02-20T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T05:37:13.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CYBER FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ-uDdDbvhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Hqqa-d5WpcM/s1600-h/conference2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ-uDdDbvhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Hqqa-d5WpcM/s320/conference2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305150260427603474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Reunited and it feels so good.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friends &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4QJXdgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QXICc-IRk0E/s1600-h/f-08.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4QJXdgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QXICc-IRk0E/s320/f-08.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183053333100034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are typically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;difficul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K-C3Fh-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0VYMSqqKxtw/s1600-h/content.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K-C3Fh-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0VYMSqqKxtw/s320/content.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182053334353890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to find, as they say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Real &lt;/span&gt;ones are rarer.  But the truth is,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQrBOEiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/DAwuxzrKdl4/s1600-h/kao_yes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQrBOEiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/DAwuxzrKdl4/s320/kao_yes.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183472863547938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; friends come and go, some stay some don't &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQn8p08I/AAAAAAAAAc8/pEeRjHYttCM/s1600-h/kao_posh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQn8p08I/AAAAAAAAAc8/pEeRjHYttCM/s320/kao_posh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183472039089090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. What's really interesting is how can an internet buddies turned into real friends &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_Lb5SZoUI/AAAAAAAAAbs/7CGQCM5n-P8/s1600-h/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_Lb5SZoUI/AAAAAAAAAbs/7CGQCM5n-P8/s320/laugh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182566160638274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in reality. I always think back then &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4r13aMI/AAAAAAAAAcU/kRzcaDPCnJ4/s1600-h/f-06.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4r13aMI/AAAAAAAAAcU/kRzcaDPCnJ4/s320/f-06.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183060767500482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cyber world &lt;/span&gt;is just a fake huge place for different types of people and strangers &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K-L9rwlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/BY2msrNk9DE/s1600-h/surprised.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K-L9rwlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/BY2msrNk9DE/s320/surprised.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182055777944146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Never in my deepest imagination i ever thought that i could find people to share my thoughts and moments with &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K93MoQDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nng4XkURGL4/s1600-h/jumpy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K93MoQDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nng4XkURGL4/s320/jumpy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182050203484210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last February19, 2008, Accidentally, my multiply friends &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4pLVitI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pAaNjaqFGUo/s1600-h/f-03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4pLVitI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pAaNjaqFGUo/s320/f-03.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183060052249298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reunited &amp;amp; had our conference in YM. We chatted like crazy &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K-Nud-OI/AAAAAAAAAbM/r0Ecry1EIog/s1600-h/gasp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K-Nud-OI/AAAAAAAAAbM/r0Ecry1EIog/s320/gasp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182056250996962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ! Even though some of them are busy that day, it really felt so good &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K97rUhpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/oO_2mYOJkkA/s1600-h/cool.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_K97rUhpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/oO_2mYOJkkA/s320/cool.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182051405956754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; overwhelmed. What I did was &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_Lb5FecwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/OaXScZQbY-U/s1600-h/devil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_Lb5FecwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/OaXScZQbY-U/s320/devil.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182566106428162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I keep on talking using my mic of course and talking nonsense &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQoLgFxI/AAAAAAAAAck/NDJ7xetuM4Q/s1600-h/kao_laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQoLgFxI/AAAAAAAAAck/NDJ7xetuM4Q/s320/kao_laughing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183472101365522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stuffs that made them laugh &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_LbyaKIGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/gALzmTmZP8c/s1600-h/lol.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 33px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_LbyaKIGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/gALzmTmZP8c/s320/lol.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182564314128482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Then after wards, sound tripping. So here's my chance to tell you our stories&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4YDOgHI/AAAAAAAAAcE/4Rwhjq2kNFo/s1600-h/f-03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_L4YDOgHI/AAAAAAAAAcE/4Rwhjq2kNFo/s320/f-03.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183055454830706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , how we've met &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQgwQOoI/AAAAAAAAAcs/44sp-6t0WkQ/s1600-h/kao_wink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_MQgwQOoI/AAAAAAAAAcs/44sp-6t0WkQ/s320/kao_wink.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305183470108031618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp;  the stories behind, in short, our history &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_LbvrVVZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1FX1Fll4gdw/s1600-h/biggrin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_LbvrVVZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1FX1Fll4gdw/s320/biggrin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182563580859794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/line/line01/line01_29.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://pwittyclang.multiply.com/"&gt;Clari&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://pwittyclang.multiply.com/"&gt;sse Joy Galvez &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://pwittyclang.multiply.com/"&gt; clang&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon11/icon11_024.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pwittyclang.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ-1vE1eyXI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VtiXc-hsfVU/s320/sis+clang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305158706422270322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I met her @ multiply. She's the very first friend that i had in multi. We got close simply because of the photo comments in that said site. As i remembered it correctly, I'm the one who added her first coz i was amazed by her photographs. She began dropping some comments in my photos, likewise, i did the same. We've talked a lot with regards to nursing. What can i say to her, she's simply the best. Friendly, Approachable, Genuine, Down-to-earth, Funny, Easy to be with, Effortless beauty &amp;amp; so on. I can't actually enumerate all her good traits coz may take time. We've finally met &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/99/99"&gt;@ dv with kheiy&lt;/a&gt;. I can say that I didn't had a hard time adjusting to her. It's like we've known each other for years. I edited a &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/75/75"&gt;vector&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; some of her pics &amp;amp; I enjoyed it coz she's already pretty &amp;amp; there's no hard time thinking what to add on in her &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/97/97"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/line/line01/line01_29.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://kheiy.multiply.com/"&gt;Kathleen Cuaresma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://kheiy.multiply.com/"&gt;kheiy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon11/icon11_024.gif" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kheiy.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ-4--D8w2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/n470t9Se2KE/s320/sis+kheiy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305162278016697186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've known her because of clang. She saw clang's vector that I've edited &amp;amp; then she added me &amp;amp; also asked me to do her a favor by making self-image &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/83/83"&gt;vector&lt;/a&gt;. So, I prompted to make her one although we're not close coz I'm practicing that time on vector making, so no problem I said. We've got even closer coz we're always online commenting on each other's photos and chitchatting. Again, she asked me to do an invitation for her sister's debut so I did. We actually met at dv. That day was just an accident and no plan at all. After dv, we went in &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/95/95"&gt;SM MOA&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; enjoyed the &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/95/95"&gt;Globe promo&lt;/a&gt; there. All I can say to her is that she's a good friend who's always there when you needed her. She's Mirror Vanity girl, Camwhore, Game in all aspects, Mall hopper, Hopeless romantic, Chocolate addict, Text Maniac, Shopaholic and what else? I think to top it all, she's a real friend to lean on. I also edited some of her &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/98/98"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/line/line01/line01_29.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ahabheee.multiply.com/"&gt;Abhegail Morada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ahabheee.multiply.com/"&gt;abhe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon11/icon11_024.gif" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ahabheee.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ--aUlScDI/AAAAAAAAAaE/V4qej2VwoeA/s320/sis+abhe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305168245476716594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes abhe. I actually knew her because of kheiy &amp;amp; clang. They are close multi friends so I might as well joined with them unexpectedly. I also edited a &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/85/heartsabhes_vectorhearts"&gt;vector &lt;/a&gt;for her and &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/100/100"&gt;photo edited pictures&lt;/a&gt; of her and her&lt;a href="http://opcodescream0101.multiply.com/"&gt; bf&lt;/a&gt;. We met personally @ &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/96/96"&gt;SM Megamall &lt;/a&gt;together with kheiy. As we roam around the mall, we've talked about stuffs regarding nursing. We've clicked just as simple as that. I find her funny, easy going, talkative, enthusiastic, risk taker and a thoughful friend. Although,I got to be with her in just few hours, I know that our friendship will forever. She never forget to check out for me every now and then that I really appreciated. I know that she has that good heart that will never fade especially to the one she loves. She's  very hardworking and dedicated to what she does and i believe in her.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/line/line01/line01_29.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://labmyromeo.multiply.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://labmyromeo.multiply.com/"&gt;Kathleen Gaye Alip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://labmyromeo.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon11/icon11_024.gif" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://labmyromeo.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ_Dj8UlIcI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fZXXMB-LwtQ/s320/sis+kath.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305173908321018306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And there goes the bubbly girl. She the last girl in line whom I've known for a quite some time. And yes, it's quite a chain between the five of us. I met her because of kheiy and the rest of the girls. I don't know exactly who added on my / her list in multiply but what i know is that she's a friend of mine. Even we haven't met personally yet, I think I'm already attached to her. Based on my perception, I believe that she's nice to be with, funny, camwhore, kawaii addict, a person who can lean on,  good listener, and a lover to her boyfie. If you'll noticed her site in multiply, all which are her photos with different candid shots and most are so kawaii. Upon seeing her photos, it'll actually can make you smile, indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Loving this girls are not too hard but exceptional! I can proudly say with head up high that I found genuine friends in the cyber world with no doubts. Have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://yamasoza.chips.jp/yama/sati_31.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://labmyromeo.multiply.com/"&gt;katchay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://yamasoza.chips.jp/yama/sati_23.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ahabheee.multiply.com/"&gt;bechay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://yamasoza.chips.jp/yama/sati_29.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kheiy.multiply.com/"&gt;duday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://yamasoza.chips.jp/yama/sati_16.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pwittyclang.multiply.com/"&gt;chuchay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://yamasoza.chips.jp/yama/sati_38.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gheracious.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;inday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-1559955532932402998?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1559955532932402998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1559955532932402998&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1559955532932402998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1559955532932402998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/02/cyber-friends.html' title='CYBER FRIENDS'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZ-uDdDbvhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Hqqa-d5WpcM/s72-c/conference2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1176820406814247254</id><published>2009-02-16T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:19:33.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARAW NG MGA PUSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentines Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpS3ySH9iI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7WbPUVG8YSM/s1600-h/heart_bounce.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpS3ySH9iI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7WbPUVG8YSM/s320/heart_bounce.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642629526255138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpSP0FvoKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/0GjohItlPXw/s1600-h/ghost_wink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 14px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpSP0FvoKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/0GjohItlPXw/s320/ghost_wink.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641942816432290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to me &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpUvjrsYuI/AAAAAAAAAWs/O6_eP9KrjgM/s1600-h/bedazled.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 23px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpUvjrsYuI/AAAAAAAAAWs/O6_eP9KrjgM/s320/bedazled.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303644687191270114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Just an ordinary &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpSEjrIaNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/qfuRAckFrvg/s1600-h/ghost_tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 19px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpSEjrIaNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/qfuRAckFrvg/s320/ghost_tongue.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641749431281874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; day. It's not that I'm too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bitter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpW6JTnCKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_-6wJpVYIVw/s1600-h/mad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 12px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpW6JTnCKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_-6wJpVYIVw/s320/mad.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303647068112750754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; without any person to share the day with. I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;simply happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZprmbhNqZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/askyb-bgr5E/s1600-h/kao_smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZprmbhNqZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/askyb-bgr5E/s320/kao_smile.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303669819148446098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVDn7s5CI/AAAAAAAAAW0/SGSyAJwPoJ0/s1600-h/love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 26px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVDn7s5CI/AAAAAAAAAW0/SGSyAJwPoJ0/s320/love.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303645031929537570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;, no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worries&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTmg5Dv9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/qPClX4QV_uE/s1600-h/kao_kiss.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 23px; height: 13px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTmg5Dv9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/qPClX4QV_uE/s320/kao_kiss.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303643432311570386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 13px;" src="http://cherishafeeling.chu.jp/line/doli2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I caught up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTMyHdyhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OymZm8CFFoQ/s1600-h/kao_posh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTMyHdyhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OymZm8CFFoQ/s320/kao_posh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642990258801170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the events  happened few years back then at this same &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;date&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpR9gk4osI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zDQd02YuK44/s1600-h/ghost_wow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 14px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpR9gk4osI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zDQd02YuK44/s320/ghost_wow.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641628340691650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 13px;" src="http://cherishafeeling.chu.jp/line/doli2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 3rd year&lt;/span&gt; in college (2007),I celebrated &lt;img style="width: 19px; height: 20px;" src="http://mocamilk.moo.jp/image/beer01.gif" /&gt; this day with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girlfriends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpUFrZF_YI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UIo2qfdCF2w/s1600-h/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 17px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpUFrZF_YI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UIo2qfdCF2w/s320/laugh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303643967706234242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.Rachel and I bought a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpS3ySH9iI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7WbPUVG8YSM/s1600-h/heart_bounce.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpS3ySH9iI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7WbPUVG8YSM/s320/heart_bounce.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642629526255138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; shape cake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpSVKR-2FI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6kdd5ua92dQ/s1600-h/ghost_happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 14px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpSVKR-2FI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6kdd5ua92dQ/s320/ghost_happy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642034672687186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; written &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;happy valentines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ay girlfriends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTFLimrII/AAAAAAAAAWE/BWlx42x1BKY/s1600-h/kao_cheering.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 31px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTFLimrII/AAAAAAAAAWE/BWlx42x1BKY/s320/kao_cheering.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642859644562562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.Actually Jerrie &amp;amp; Rox wasn't there &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpXGqqpIGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/KEBc9U-DsEU/s1600-h/ghost_crying.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 14px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpXGqqpIGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/KEBc9U-DsEU/s320/ghost_crying.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303647283226157154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; coz they went home early &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpg3YLi96I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ntQwwDspB_k/s1600-h/b-04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 13px; height: 10px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpg3YLi96I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ntQwwDspB_k/s320/b-04.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303658015682131874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 13px;" src="http://cherishafeeling.chu.jp/line/doli2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A year after (2008), I remembered it so clearly &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTahuEJII/AAAAAAAAAWU/SXRmB9IMWUg/s1600-h/kao_wink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpTahuEJII/AAAAAAAAAWU/SXRmB9IMWUg/s320/kao_wink.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303643226375464066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; coz that day was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; terrifying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVPW9pcVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6AsBU-5_6CI/s1600-h/angry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVPW9pcVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6AsBU-5_6CI/s320/angry.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303645233532727634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all because of our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;greenbOOk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVXLBoN_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/1mFZg4s0XMQ/s1600-h/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 13px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVXLBoN_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/1mFZg4s0XMQ/s320/sick.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303645367767152626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a requirement in school&lt;/span&gt;]. We're so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exhausted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVypEvoPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Ryfv8x2Q990/s1600-h/kao_mad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVypEvoPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Ryfv8x2Q990/s320/kao_mad.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303645839689752818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; running after our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C.I.'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpXPR9AzVI/AAAAAAAAAX8/esdkX25WZN8/s1600-h/ghost_exclaim.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 14px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpXPR9AzVI/AAAAAAAAAX8/esdkX25WZN8/s320/ghost_exclaim.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303647431211142482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to let them sign our&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; GreenBook&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpWSe3Q97I/AAAAAAAAAXk/NqUj93RwDsk/s1600-h/notfunny.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpWSe3Q97I/AAAAAAAAAXk/NqUj93RwDsk/s320/notfunny.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303646386704676786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. But there's an uplift &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpWFSwEMOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XRIghLGKDdc/s1600-h/love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpWFSwEMOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XRIghLGKDdc/s320/love.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303646160114954466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the end of the day, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZph6IHmVtI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wq-14maaPIA/s1600-h/f-03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZph6IHmVtI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wq-14maaPIA/s320/f-03.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303659162421843666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my girls aka &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;groupmates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZph6IHmVtI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wq-14maaPIA/s1600-h/f-03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZph6IHmVtI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wq-14maaPIA/s320/f-03.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303659162421843666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;took a chance &amp;amp; had our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pictoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVme3iCiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/oiFR-KHGg7Y/s1600-h/kao_happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 13px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpVme3iCiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/oiFR-KHGg7Y/s320/kao_happy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303645630791551522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the mini garden &lt;img style="width: 13px; height: 16px;" src="http://mocamilk.moo.jp/image/ichigo.gif" /&gt; near the main gate of our school &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpX1zm-fiI/AAAAAAAAAYM/rxVvn-THmTU/s1600-h/ghost_loveeyes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 219px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpaqhGRotI/AAAAAAAAAZE/HEUyWHJ5xQE/s320/sheena+no+one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303651197667877586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sheena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpZCJec-DI/AAAAAAAAAYU/nmCFNhLUvi4/s1600-h/catz+connection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpZCJec-DI/AAAAAAAAAYU/nmCFNhLUvi4/s320/catz+connection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303649404620437554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;catz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpZpkARJAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ENm1mRAc_dI/s1600-h/joyce+want.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 220px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpZ44KCcVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/M0oUZEe9d9I/s320/karen+live.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303650344864215378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpZewuCrnI/AAAAAAAAAYk/e5ItX5Z8pMs/s1600-h/jecille+will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpZewuCrnI/AAAAAAAAAYk/e5ItX5Z8pMs/s320/jecille+will.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303649896191143538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jecille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage2.nifty.com/ColorfulLovers/copy_kinshi/icon/icon01/icon01_601.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SZpZRKOUXCI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kGDPN2-_2WQ/s1600-h/ghera+oH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 3 &lt;/span&gt;= Tried to attend a Job Fair for the first time @ Mandaluyong Gymnasium. Good thing I'm an early bird &amp;amp; arrived @ 8 am where job hunters were like overflowing. Days before that, I was tied up with thought of making moves like trying my luck for opportunities of finding a job or maybe at least an agency that I'm perfectly qualified. I actually applied as a Hemodialysis Nurse in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KSA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/ooh.gif" /&gt; Sounds scary but I'm prepared for any challenges considering whatever negative connotations it has. But until now, I haven't received any call &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/phone.gif" /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 4 &lt;/span&gt;= POEA day. Since I don't have idea on the process or whatsoever, I just dropped by in POEA, got the list of recruitment agencies, and read Job hiring posted there. Then I decided to go and try my luck in an agency once called me &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/reading.gif" /&gt; . It was located near Mendiola. After a few minutes of locating the place where it's situated, I finally found it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sad&lt;/span&gt; to say, I'm not qualified &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/scared.gif" /&gt; . Aside from the fact that I don't have 2 years experience, they required&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 22&lt;/span&gt; years of age! Gosh, I'm a year younger. Contradicting to the information tackled to me by the one  who called me weeks ago and convinced me to apply.. she actually told me that they don't required experienced nurses. . how idiot..grr&lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/%21%21.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 12&lt;/span&gt; = A day when James &amp;amp; I chatted c/o ym &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/mail.gif" /&gt; . We basically bursted our rants about being a bum, jobless, and anything out of boredom. He actually telling stories on his application as a call center agent. He sounds &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desperate &lt;/span&gt;as I am. So we planned to apply in Makati, yes as a CSR. For me, it's not really serious maybe just for fun and I just want something to do!! I'm so overbored!! Aside from that, I went in St. Jude, have my nail polish done, and printed my edited resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 13&lt;/span&gt; = Job Hunting Day. Whew, it was fun &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/biggrin2.gif" /&gt; although I didn't make it due to nervousness..! haha. I keep on laughing about it everytime I reminisce. Well, i just thought that I'm maybe a lucky charm for james 'coz after applying to few companies, he finally made it! He was hired as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CSR&lt;/span&gt;, actually it was only three of them passed or rather hired and  he actually belongs to the condsiderated ones. I'm happy for him &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/clap.gif" /&gt;. Pity me &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/cry.gif" /&gt; but I have no regrets coz it's not really what my heart's desire. We both had our lunch @ Jollibee and accidentally met Raf and Tina, our batchmates. There we had our chitchats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 14 &lt;/span&gt;= Valentines Day with Stephanie Angel. She's my "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinakapatid&lt;/span&gt;" whom I babysat yesterday during her Field Trip in Cavite. Actually I'm her tutor after class. The day was fun including the adorable kids, the place called camp trexo [whoa! I'm not sure of the name], the games for the kids, and the must try stunts for oldies / parents/ guardians. At last, I tried rappelling &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/awe.gif" /&gt; !!!! I'm so amazed! It was breath taking! ahaha! I'm sorry guys, but it's my first time. It's like I'm flying in the wind,  and I feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/cute.gif" /&gt; ! Never felt this good. So sad coz I don't have any snapshot &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/dlsr.gif" /&gt; ! Going back, I have to say that the only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;distressing part&lt;/span&gt; there was the traveling hours. I think we spent much more time traveling than the fun games the children went through. Because it's a Valentines Day &lt;img src="http://i488.photobucket.com/albums/rr242/JEANUJEAN/SMILEYS/1536170fs7rx3dwfg.gif" /&gt;, no wonder how bumper the traffic was. Especially the romantic place of tagaytay where many lovebirds &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/redhearts.gif" /&gt; tend to date. Approximately, we spent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 hours &lt;/span&gt;in traffic before we finally passed through tagaytay. And  the most hilarious thing happened was that when I realized that I got my period! Grr! It was so stressful!! Good thing there's no super leak! Excuse me for that additional info that's so gross &lt;img src="http://girlydoll.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/ooh.gif" /&gt;!! haha.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-6272102284745369076?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/6272102284745369076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=6272102284745369076&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6272102284745369076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6272102284745369076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/02/fab-feb.html' title='FAB FEB'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i488.photobucket.com/albums/rr242/JEANUJEAN/SMILEYS/th_1536170fs7rx3dwfg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-300811952737126946</id><published>2009-02-01T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:06:02.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE JANUARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;JANUARY&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; month of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;year&lt;/span&gt; obviously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, what has been the happenings that this month&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;offered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well i guess, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; so over the edge and too quite a thing to be proud of ,yet, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;unforgettable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;list&lt;/span&gt; so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 1&lt;/span&gt; = New year's Day!! -celebrated in Laguna together w/ my brother, cousin and auntie. I already posted an entry regarding my New Year's celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;= Start of my tutorial session with my two "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinakapatid&lt;/span&gt;", one grade 1 and one grade 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 13&lt;/span&gt; = Went to Baclaran to meet up with Mommy Yolly. We bought few lightening pills in a Chinese store near the Baclaran church. All of which are supposed to be on mommy's baggage going to L.A. After our visit in Baclaran Church, we had our separate ways. I went to Quiapo to buy stuffs including a Mp4 and lots of pirated dvd's! LOL. I finally watched them all. I've watched one at a time... Bedtime stories, The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; curious case of Benjamin Button and the season 2 of Gossip Girl. Really, I can't get over with the ending of the season2 of Gossip Girl... So "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakabitin&lt;/span&gt;"!!! With regards to the story of Benjamin Button, I'm quite amaze with the story considering the huge success of the film and overwhelming awards. Whoa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. i think i need to drop another entry pertaining to those movies mentioned 'coz i'm overloved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;= Mommy Yolly's flight going to L.A. Californ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 17&lt;/span&gt; = Kuya Warren's flight going to Qatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 19&lt;/span&gt; = Claimed my IVT Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ID in Las Piñas City Medical Center @ 12 noon. I met a colleague named Karima who's a former student of Centro Escholar University. We had chitchats although we just knew each other right there in Hospital just in front of the Operating Room while waiting for our Ansap ID. And then, we decided to ride the bus together on the way home. I dropped by in Baclaran Church and left her in the bus going to Lawton. I went to Hortaleza and bought a yellow nail paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jan. 24&lt;/span&gt; = Arrival of Papa Roy, Tita Mylene, Tita Amy, Tito Alex &amp;amp; Kuya Marvin from Ormoc City, Leyte. They went here in Manila, actually in Pangasinan after, for Kuya Marvin's Wedding. Papa also with them since Tito Alex invited him to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jan. 26&lt;/span&gt; = Their flight @ 12 noon. They went back home  to Cebu and from there, they rode Supercat going to Ormoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 29&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;= Printed the invitation cards for Neil's Bday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; After a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh so long adventure to find an envelope, I dropped by in St. Jude Church. It's been a long time since I visited St. Jude. I felt really guilty and at the same time, i'm so desperate..that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SYXNDSM4fxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1jeRQEhpLJo/s1600-h/neal%27s+bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SYXNDSM4fxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1jeRQEhpLJo/s320/neal%27s+bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297865992980430610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I actually made this. Blurred but it was dated 2008! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan. 31&lt;/span&gt; = Neil's Birthday Bash. Mom and I, took care of everything. From the B'day Invitation up to the Catering and so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; is finally over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;So to let's turn it on&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the next page..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's see what's gonna happen next..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I somewhat hope for the best this coming &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so tired of doing nothing so why not try to go out &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; try out things that maybe desirable, hence, better or for the best. I may sounds so&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; blurred &lt;/span&gt;but I'll let you catch up things about me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;later&lt;/span&gt;. So watch out for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; blog entry.. gotta &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt; for now. It's already&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;12:21am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Just watched &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOHKYAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Made me super laugh indeed. Never laugh this hard so far this year. ahaha&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt; They're &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;entertaining!! So Hilarious &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; absolutely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-300811952737126946?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/300811952737126946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=300811952737126946&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/300811952737126946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/300811952737126946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbye-january.html' title='GOODBYE JANUARY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SYXNDSM4fxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1jeRQEhpLJo/s72-c/neal%27s+bday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1228888421372389190</id><published>2009-01-26T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:29:35.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey guys! I created a new blog but I'll be active user of &lt;a href="http://gheracious.blogspot.com"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. My new &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" href="http://heiressrandomness.blogspot.com/"&gt;new blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;features my latest thoughts, rants, opinions, and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://gheracious.blogspot.com"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt; contained my encounters, adventures, experiences whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;So, I separate the personal thoughts from insights scoops of my so called life adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Please y'all visit my&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://heiressrandomness.blogspot.com/"&gt;new blog&lt;/a&gt; and comments are all welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click This!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://heiressrandomness.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://heiressrandomness.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://heiressrandomness.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SX2d1BLospI/AAAAAAAAATk/nx0sITkx24A/s320/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+26+19.25.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295562271033438866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-1228888421372389190?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1228888421372389190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1228888421372389190&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1228888421372389190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1228888421372389190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog.html' title='NEW BLOG'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SX2d1BLospI/AAAAAAAAATk/nx0sITkx24A/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+26+19.25.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-6240610823722624288</id><published>2009-01-13T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:48:37.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR'S EVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&gt;late post&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The year has come to it's end, perhaps the memories captured every single thoughts that i have for this year. Thoughts that somewhat made me a better person and at the same time, challenged me. The main point of the word New Year is striving to have a better life and do things in accordance to what's good like to leave or to forget all the failures and mistakes from the past.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1Bazl8J6I/AAAAAAAAARM/aInE3_0OkCw/s1600-h/DSC05251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1Bazl8J6I/AAAAAAAAARM/aInE3_0OkCw/s320/DSC05251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290957066011944866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing semi-polka dots [combination of cheque and coins.lols]&lt;br /&gt;Thanks joyce for the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1CTO_EYMI/AAAAAAAAARU/qKG1pTgFl18/s1600-h/DSC05275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1CTO_EYMI/AAAAAAAAARU/qKG1pTgFl18/s320/DSC05275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290958035437772994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1DMc5EKXI/AAAAAAAAARc/hc0YmnncKUA/s1600-h/DSC05264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1DMc5EKXI/AAAAAAAAARc/hc0YmnncKUA/s320/DSC05264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290959018423232882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fruits              &amp;amp;          candies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1EADMY2kI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZgdxqsKGcGw/s1600-h/DSC05518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1EADMY2kI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZgdxqsKGcGw/s320/DSC05518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290959904878156354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family, again, celebrated the new year in Laguna. My mom and Dad were both absent because they have to work in the hospital where we know that holidays is not an excuse to leave their duty. We served good foods but not too extravagant. Only five of us were together at the new year's eve. A bit lonely but the fun must still continue. We found ways to make our night seems to be a great and enjoy one! We had our pictorial and fireworks as well. Everything came as we all wanted it to be. The environment was so loud and i can't even here the sounds from the television [yep. i'm still watching my daily habit]. Party sounds were all over the place. Sad to say but we never had the chance to play games or whatever because of the fact that there just few of us in the house. Some of my cousins are afar and some relatives are actually out of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1E7o_xc6I/AAAAAAAAARs/SKLPiVu2E2k/s1600-h/DSC05330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1E7o_xc6I/AAAAAAAAARs/SKLPiVu2E2k/s320/DSC05330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290960928638071714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1FoRH02uI/AAAAAAAAAR8/xWFzKkiCX-k/s1600-h/DSC05311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1FoRH02uI/AAAAAAAAAR8/xWFzKkiCX-k/s320/DSC05311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290961695323511522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1GaQyo5AI/AAAAAAAAASM/drG52LlcGxI/s1600-h/DSC05325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1GaQyo5AI/AAAAAAAAASM/drG52LlcGxI/s320/DSC05325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290962554228106242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1F_yDM1NI/AAAAAAAAASE/_RpcWgZzHAU/s1600-h/DSC05378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1F_yDM1NI/AAAAAAAAASE/_RpcWgZzHAU/s320/DSC05378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290962099299472594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate anabel &amp;amp; geralyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1HsR891gI/AAAAAAAAASU/VLPjrVZml4Q/s1600-h/DSC05478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1HsR891gI/AAAAAAAAASU/VLPjrVZml4Q/s320/DSC05478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290963963289130498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1Ibn71G5I/AAAAAAAAASc/H9XnlDsjEEE/s1600-h/DSC05479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1Ibn71G5I/AAAAAAAAASc/H9XnlDsjEEE/s320/DSC05479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290964776643795858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asljon/kuya mon/geralyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1J8DPb0pI/AAAAAAAAASk/V_JDJjYOoIM/s1600-h/DSC05480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1J8DPb0pI/AAAAAAAAASk/V_JDJjYOoIM/s320/DSC05480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290966433241223826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geralyn &amp;amp; aljon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1MskQC3HI/AAAAAAAAATE/wUwDRBZNQKU/s1600-h/DSC05483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1MskQC3HI/AAAAAAAAATE/wUwDRBZNQKU/s320/DSC05483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290969465759128690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cuz &amp;amp; bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1KqANznUI/AAAAAAAAASs/Wz2dOg7UoZU/s1600-h/DSC05502..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1KqANznUI/AAAAAAAAASs/Wz2dOg7UoZU/s320/DSC05502..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290967222703070530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1LJkkZAeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3MXeuct9nLA/s1600-h/DSC05488..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1LJkkZAeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3MXeuct9nLA/s320/DSC05488..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290967765037416930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1LwtQGjMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/bTIfCsAncZo/s1600-h/DSC05503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1LwtQGjMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/bTIfCsAncZo/s320/DSC05503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290968437383138498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For more photos, click this : &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/139/WELCOME_2009"&gt;Welcome 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-6240610823722624288?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/6240610823722624288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=6240610823722624288&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6240610823722624288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/6240610823722624288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html' title='NEW YEAR&apos;S EVE'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SW1Bazl8J6I/AAAAAAAAARM/aInE3_0OkCw/s72-c/DSC05251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-904592396475394730</id><published>2009-01-11T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:03:07.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK SISTERS &amp; CALERUEGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&gt;late post&lt;&lt;br /&gt;December 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq7olxLgZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bddFZxxVEcM/s1600-h/DSC02502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq7olxLgZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bddFZxxVEcM/s320/DSC02502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290247018307617170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINK SISTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq7-tzlvCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5-3V0SPqmjs/s1600-h/DSC02504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq7-tzlvCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5-3V0SPqmjs/s320/DSC02504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290247398422330402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ALJON/GERALYN/MOMMY YOLLY/KUYA RAYMUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq8ZRIecQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lWSJCQs-Dw0/s1600-h/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq8ZRIecQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lWSJCQs-Dw0/s320/DSC02513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290247854581772546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq8ksnZOnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/f0ZKA3qLXrs/s1600-h/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq8ksnZOnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/f0ZKA3qLXrs/s320/DSC02549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290248050937772658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;ALJON                &amp;amp;          GERALYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq80B0pl4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/jVByIsGyLOI/s1600-h/DSC02527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq80B0pl4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/jVByIsGyLOI/s320/DSC02527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290248314328553346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;RAYMUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The month of December was really a big blast coz i got to travel to different places. Two of which are in Tagaytay and Caleruega Nasugbu, Batangas. Most of you maybe familiar of the pink sisters in Tagaytay. It's been a place for prayers considering there's indeed, pink sisters praying 24/7 [i think]. You can actually write your wishes, prayers, hopes, etc. in a paper provided there and place it in an envelope then drop it in a designated dropbox or whatever you call it. I've been there twice and my last visit there was when i was in 2nd year college during my retreat. Nearby is the retreat house called Angel's Hills where we had our retreat. Together with mommy yolly, aljon, kuya raymund and other fellowmen whose close friends of mommy yolly, we had our sunday mass in the Pink sister church [i'm not sure of the name of the church]. Well, Tagaytay is a place where the weather is typical cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq6hylDxOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/gaQzwEpcGHY/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq6hylDxOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/gaQzwEpcGHY/s320/DSC02673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290245801975727330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq6LqYZ6-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZVD4aME0Tzk/s1600-h/DSC02670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq6LqYZ6-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZVD4aME0Tzk/s320/DSC02670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290245421818047458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq6-W_XOzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-Hw520pdjM4/s1600-h/DSC02664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq6-W_XOzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-Hw520pdjM4/s320/DSC02664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290246292786068274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq7P995gDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9V1fUpyR-XU/s1600-h/DSC02666.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq7P995gDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9V1fUpyR-XU/s320/DSC02666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290246595306684466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;eat. eat. eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq53kQcg9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/bR3BbOOSRa8/s1600-h/DSC02631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq53kQcg9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/bR3BbOOSRa8/s320/DSC02631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290245076576666578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;whatever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq5gDvCV7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/gGovey8qJCI/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq5gDvCV7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/gGovey8qJCI/s320/DSC02607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290244672709613490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After our short stay in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pink sisters&lt;/span&gt;, we went straight to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;jollibee&lt;/span&gt; to have our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We, the passengers, never realized that we're actually going to Caleruega, Nasugbu , Batangas. Only the owner of the car and his wife planned to take us for a tour in that lovely place. We actually thought that we're going to picnic grove for our lunch but you know it's all worth it! It was my first time to visit Caleruega. The infrastructures was amazing and the place reminds me of the spanish era. I'm a nature lover that's why i've appreciate the beauty of the plants surrounding the retreat houses. It's quite obvious that most of the plants were taken good care with maintenance. Aside from that, there's also fish ponds, mountains, narrow bridge, and even a huge bon fire. The place looks clean and well-maintained. Upon arriving, we noticed that there's a wedding ceremony and upon departure, there's also a wedding ceremony and we even saw the bride with gorgeous wedding gown. Apart from roaming around that wondertful place, pictorial session can't be eliminated or taken aside. Sad but true, the battery of the cam was deteriorated! wahaha..what i mean is that the cam was already turned it's white flag! But i guess there's enough photos that we've took the moments cherished was enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq9uZrLb3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2NC8AiO6ymo/s1600-h/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq9uZrLb3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2NC8AiO6ymo/s320/DSC02721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290249317163691890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CALERUEGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq-sGNz6NI/AAAAAAAAARE/Sj8B7U2FeGI/s1600-h/DSC02762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq-sGNz6NI/AAAAAAAAARE/Sj8B7U2FeGI/s320/DSC02762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290250377092131026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end up this blog i would like to recommend the mushroomburger in tagaytay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For me, it's delicious and most especially, it's healthy!! grab one!! &lt;/blockquote&gt;For more photos, click this : &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/138/PINK_SISTERS_CALERUEGA"&gt;Pink Sisters &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Caleruega&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-904592396475394730?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/904592396475394730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=904592396475394730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/904592396475394730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/904592396475394730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/01/pink-sisters-caleruega.html' title='PINK SISTERS &amp; CALERUEGA'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWq7olxLgZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bddFZxxVEcM/s72-c/DSC02502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1618116948028740724</id><published>2009-01-08T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:26:16.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS 2008</title><content type='html'>&gt;Late post&lt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Merry Christmas!! haha..it's a late post again due to some reasons. In laguna, me and my brother spent our holiday season together with kuya raymund, mommy yolly, and ate anabel. Mama, Papa  and Aljon also went there few hours before the Christmas eve. I wanted to have as much happiness and just enjoy X'mas though some of our relatives can't be able to celebrate &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa9_otKtTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YCku72zLeyw/s1600-h/DSC02338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa9_otKtTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YCku72zLeyw/s320/DSC02338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123713349498162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with us. Hence, everything went out oh so good.  As we all know, our Country or should i say the whole world are experiencing financial crisis. Why did i inserted this thought? Well, this was the first xmas that i haven't gave any gift to my parents, relatives and friends. There's doubt about that considering i don't have a job and my parents don't give me allowance or anything for that matter but i don't blame them, instead, i indeed understand fully our condition. Sometimes i demand something from them but it's not a serious case coz i know deep inside that i'm already capable of earning money by my&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWbADOmD96I/AAAAAAAAAPU/zhxcnHr5hnc/s1600-h/DSC01995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWbADOmD96I/AAAAAAAAAPU/zhxcnHr5hnc/s320/DSC01995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289125974083106722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;self but i'm still waiting for my luck.  Going back to the topic w/c is Christmas, we celebrated the mass, had our Noche Buena and just feeling and enduring the yuletide season. I'm glad that everyone of us is in good health and good life status. I really thank God of all the blessings he bestowed upon my family. We all aware that some families can't celebrate x'mas together, can't eat hams or even lechon, can't open gifts, can't see the happiness in their faces, can't experience the warm love of each other.... these were some reasons..maybe some familes are not together this holidays and some of them are financially unstable. It's a good reason for us to be thankful enough and consider this unfortunate people as our driving force to continue and appreciate life. We must not forget that this is the season of giving / sharing. Most of the time i see myself sharing my time, effort, and blessings to other but let's face reality as of this moment. I know i'm still not capable of doing all of those but someday i know i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa0_pTWeUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xi7pIGx9XU8/s1600-h/DSC02127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa0_pTWeUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xi7pIGx9XU8/s320/DSC02127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289113817905002818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa0RkzP0qI/AAAAAAAAAMc/x84Z8an7vSs/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa0RkzP0qI/AAAAAAAAAMc/x84Z8an7vSs/s320/DSC02106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289113026422624930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa0qkh1ZXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/n_Ywpqwukn0/s1600-h/DSC02141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa0qkh1ZXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/n_Ywpqwukn0/s320/DSC02141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289113455846319474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;vanity moment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; no one's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;watching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa2GAbgn7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/ScWSzSru2eA/s1600-h/DSC02187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa2GAbgn7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/ScWSzSru2eA/s320/DSC02187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289115026704080818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa2Vu0NRKI/AAAAAAAAANE/8q4xSMImaH0/s1600-h/DSC02189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa2Vu0NRKI/AAAAAAAAANE/8q4xSMImaH0/s320/DSC02189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289115296853738658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Aljon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;he opens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;his gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;mommy yolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;wear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa3LJsE_uI/AAAAAAAAANM/3KgYjyIZ8xk/s1600-h/DSC02192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa3LJsE_uI/AAAAAAAAANM/3KgYjyIZ8xk/s320/DSC02192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116214600466146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa3cklr6dI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZBlBBs0QC-w/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa3cklr6dI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZBlBBs0QC-w/s320/DSC02195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116513879189970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuya Raymund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;Doraemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa4SzSnTjI/AAAAAAAAANk/9wUbCzYIJBQ/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa4SzSnTjI/AAAAAAAAANk/9wUbCzYIJBQ/s320/DSC02037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289117445538663986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa4ooVh9mI/AAAAAAAAANs/6AowtvnpdMc/s1600-h/DSC02043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa4ooVh9mI/AAAAAAAAANs/6AowtvnpdMc/s320/DSC02043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289117820555228770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa38OAGsTI/AAAAAAAAANc/cT2pafrKOlc/s1600-h/DSC02021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa38OAGsTI/AAAAAAAAANc/cT2pafrKOlc/s320/DSC02021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289117057571795250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ate Anabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;her thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa6Zle4RiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EATUYiE7jwg/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa6Zle4RiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EATUYiE7jwg/s320/DSC02248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289119761114351138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa5QO-CsFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/d6GtQXW_lns/s1600-h/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa5QO-CsFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/d6GtQXW_lns/s320/DSC02236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289118500940591186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Joan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa5kDV1TSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UoCDiLph4_Y/s1600-h/DSC02303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa5kDV1TSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UoCDiLph4_Y/s320/DSC02303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289118841416535330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Jan-Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa6yDHM70I/AAAAAAAAAOM/lV3KwBA0HYA/s1600-h/DSC02333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa6yDHM70I/AAAAAAAAAOM/lV3KwBA0HYA/s320/DSC02333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289120181384965954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Aldrich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa7QaE-S7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/0x2m3Gj1Pxs/s1600-h/DSC02330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa7QaE-S7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/0x2m3Gj1Pxs/s320/DSC02330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289120702945708978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Vince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa7r1FoFnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3-no7Ki0G98/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa7r1FoFnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3-no7Ki0G98/s320/DSC02320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289121174052673138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa8G4U_GwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3vYmQ07c4II/s1600-h/DSC02318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa8G4U_GwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3vYmQ07c4II/s320/DSC02318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289121638778870530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;joan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;smiles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa9VmmIrdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/MJpKhzohfbA/s1600-h/DSC02326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa9VmmIrdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/MJpKhzohfbA/s320/DSC02326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289122991228628434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa8x59hJyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/H7G04Rb9Ju0/s1600-h/DSC02327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa8x59hJyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/H7G04Rb9Ju0/s320/DSC02327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289122377951684386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This entry is bloated with pictures! I've chosen my top picks. 218 &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/137/CHRISTMAS_2008"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; more! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For more photos, click this :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/137/CHRISTMAS_2008"&gt;Christmas 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-1618116948028740724?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1618116948028740724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1618116948028740724&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1618116948028740724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1618116948028740724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='CHRISTMAS 2008'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWa9_otKtTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YCku72zLeyw/s72-c/DSC02338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-3092016886674874281</id><published>2009-01-06T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:17:58.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st  BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALYN'S 21ST BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWROz4_3cCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rss9r6cKcHI/s1600-h/IMG-0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWROz4_3cCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rss9r6cKcHI/s320/IMG-0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288438515820359714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRPBmW7HLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k_Q1xlteNPI/s1600-h/IMG-0084g21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRPBmW7HLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k_Q1xlteNPI/s320/IMG-0084g21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288438751334964402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWROnV4hXKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/2PNNMPYVdQM/s1600-h/GHERA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWROnV4hXKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/2PNNMPYVdQM/s320/GHERA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288438300235881634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last December 21, 2008..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'd DAY my bDAy&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Late post&lt;&lt;  I had this wishful thinking of having a blast for my coming birthday but then again, i don't want to expect anything really dramatic. The scope of my plan was to invite all of my friends who are close to me to just have a little celebration as well as a reunion. But i know, that's impossible considering the date w/c near the holiday season or actually the holiday season itself. Even before, i expected that there will be a celebration coz mama told me that and she even added or included my being so called "Registered Nurse" as one of the reason of doing so. Actually, we haven't celebrated such [passing the licensure exam for nurses] so mom planned to celebrate it with my birthday at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my birthday slowly arrives, there was a change in plan. My parents decided not celebrate coz you know "crisis"! Fortunately, 2 days before the said day, they told me to invite friends for my birthday! yehey!! So stupid me, i invited my friends one day before my birthday.. So, there's a 50:50 chance of them attending. Some of them were in the province. Some didn't reply in my text. Some of them, i lost their contacts. Some responded and i'm really glad they did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come to the day we've been all waiting for, my birthday! hahaha...so big deal! Anyways, i actually can't believe that some of them went all the way from faraway land of las pinas just to attend my party. Joyce aren't sure at first of attending my bday coz of health matters. Resh told me that she'll not attend if there's no other girlfriends gonna attend. Karen wants to go but she have an appointment. Boi Elaine can't attend also coz she's in the province. I'm really glad that inspite of Joyce' sickness, she was able to attend together with jolly JJ [her bf]. James also attended. I really appreciated james for his loyalty. In just a text, without any hesitation, he said YES! Rachel is a good friend who's been there eversince. So no doubt, she's for sure going to attend. At about 12 noon, i fetch joyce, jj, james and resh in MRT shaw station. Joyce and JJ were the first to arrive. then there goes james and resh after one hour of waiting. We went straight to our house, ate lunch and do the videoke thingy. I never expected that the day would as fun as hell!!! It's so damn the best birthday so far as i know. JJ was so funny even more if he started to do his thing with the mic of magic sing. It felt like there's a lot of visitors although there's just four of them. I laughed big time everytime he shouted "Araneta, put your hands in the air!!",&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Ikaw, ikaw ang bida!!!", "ikaw ang bigaten!!&lt;/span&gt;"... you probably will laugh upon hearing those funny stuffs! actually both of them, JJ and James, were a tandem or wacky duo! they brought up a spice that afternoon! On the other hand, I, Joyce and Resh were just having chitchats as what we normally do back then. To add up different ingredient for the day, we actually had our pictorial session!! [what's new??!] It's almost dark outside when rachel arrived at our house. Before we had our goodbyes, we again had our pictorial at the rooftop. So wacky and full of effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRTNbDN_vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OTUK_foCnxE/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRTNbDN_vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OTUK_foCnxE/s320/DSC00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288443352504467186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRRvl_spFI/AAAAAAAAALc/r0aW2jdcbtY/s1600-h/IMG-0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRRvl_spFI/AAAAAAAAALc/r0aW2jdcbtY/s320/IMG-0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288441740534785106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRRTRT4KlI/AAAAAAAAALU/-0DoYtShbD0/s1600-h/IMG-0054HBG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRRTRT4KlI/AAAAAAAAALU/-0DoYtShbD0/s320/IMG-0054HBG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288441253945944658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRQ-92fmcI/AAAAAAAAALM/vlmQK18ntnY/s1600-h/IMG-0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRQ-92fmcI/AAAAAAAAALM/vlmQK18ntnY/s320/IMG-0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288440905125042626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRTqXJFb2I/AAAAAAAAAME/Z5G0M1SXxRc/s1600-h/IMG-0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRTqXJFb2I/AAAAAAAAAME/Z5G0M1SXxRc/s320/IMG-0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288443849671536482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love your birdie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRQCDALurI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3u8rZsCcR_k/s1600-h/IMG-0064perfect-circle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRQCDALurI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3u8rZsCcR_k/s320/IMG-0064perfect-circle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288439858535840434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laugh your heart out guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRPnQPJi7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/zF7c22kqAeg/s1600-h/CIRCLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRPnQPJi7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/zF7c22kqAeg/s320/CIRCLE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288439398231804850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle of Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRPcc6M43I/AAAAAAAAAKs/AB09SUpQEKU/s1600-h/IMG-0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRPcc6M43I/AAAAAAAAAKs/AB09SUpQEKU/s320/IMG-0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288439212655043442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinabit namin ang cam sa payong&lt;/span&gt;! watta effort!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRUbohoX9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/RQhIrG2zM-4/s1600-h/IMG-0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRUbohoX9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/RQhIrG2zM-4/s320/IMG-0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288444696151482322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRUsGPjx7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/EeZCcp8eRSU/s1600-h/122120081450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWRUsGPjx7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/EeZCcp8eRSU/s320/122120081450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288444979006654386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giveaways! Personalized Named Heart cellphone keychains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That has been a great day for me and based from their feedback, they enjoyed And love the foods. So i can't wish for anything! I'm so satisfied and happy! I will never forget this as long as i live. Once in a lifetime as they say coz &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i turned 21 last december 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;I'm so thankful for everything, my family, friends and my status in life. yes, i'm not yet fully professional coz i'm unemployed but having a tight family and friends...what more can i ask for. Thanks mama and papa!!!! I'll prove myself this 2009. Watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures, click this: &lt;a href="http://gheracious.multiply.com/photos/album/136/GHERAS_21st_BIRTHDAY?replies_read=72"&gt;Ghera's 21st Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-3092016886674874281?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/3092016886674874281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=3092016886674874281&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3092016886674874281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/3092016886674874281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2009/01/21st-birthday.html' title='21st  BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SWROz4_3cCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rss9r6cKcHI/s72-c/IMG-0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-465038894869845415</id><published>2008-12-17T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:01:37.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIVISORIA AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many might be wondering why in the earth i'm always in dv.. Not only for mega shopping purposes but also some of which was actually unplanned and sometimes i go home without buying any stuff. Do you think i'm just roaming around there and breathing the precious air as well as the fitting in the crowded place? Well to make it clear, sometimes i go there just to accompany a friend or relative to you know..carry their the things they bought! duh!!  kiddin! ahaha...that's ok w/ me coz i'm enjoying it there..although the place is known for many snatchers, in short that's a dangerous place, i love window shopping and making "tawad"! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 211px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2767922070_949c86a86e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*grabbed from somebody i don't know just to let you imagine the place I'm talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;[for those who don't have any idea]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ate jan and I went there 7:30 in the evening to again, night shopping!!! At first, i don't know exactly why ate ask me to come with her in dv coz it's really unplanned. So, here i go saying YES!! Eventhough i got my period that day and i'm having muscle cramps, i decided to accompany her without any second thought. So after my picture session w/ rachel in SM Megamall, i went straight to our house to change stuffs and ofcourse ate jan and i went home in the same time. We actually ate our light dinner courtesy of cheesebuger to me and hotdog w/ rice to ate jan. So, after eating we go straight to dv. As expected, there's a lot of people having night shopping. The night was so alive and seems like the road was closed by those vendors spread along the way in all corners. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi mahulugang karayom&lt;/span&gt;" as they say. Good thing, i don't felt any muscle cramps that time! whew! We circled the tutuban night shopping searching for xmas dress and new years dress of ate jan. You can imagine how crowded is it even at 10pm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sumakit paa ko ng bongang bonga!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we circled the stalls for i think 3 times, we felt exhausted. So we decided to eat at the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "barbequehan"&lt;/span&gt; located close to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tiangge"&lt;/span&gt;. The environment there was obviously smoky. I felt that the smell of the barbeque stick on my clothes, i smelled like a barbeque..! Our order was  barbeque and hotdog. So silly staff there, there gave our order to other customer. So we waited for long. Such a crap! Hate it! Well, for me it's ok to wait that long if the food is satisfying. But guess what, it taste like the ordinary and it's not even cooked properly! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Matigas pa!"&lt;/span&gt; Half-cooked i think. Gosh, they also didn't treat as good! Crap! The way they looked was so irritating. Ate jan was also pissed of! We both wanted to kick their ass off! As if we can! lol. Let's don't about those losers! Anyway we went home quarter to 1am coz we had hard time to find a jeepney. It's only one jeepney away coz before we get in our house we have to have 2 rides. So the 2nd ride was difficult so we resort to ride in a cab/ taxi. Upon arrival to our house, we noticed that papa was alos went home little minutes earlier than us. Good thing he didn't scolded me! haha. Oooopps! We have to sleep for later s"imbang gabi" so that we can still wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;P.S. We've woke up late. It's about 4:20am. We should've woke up earlier than 4:00am coz the mass is schedule 4:oo am everyday, this 9 mornings as it was called. Still, we get up and run to attend the mass. We wasn't reached the homily. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-465038894869845415?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/465038894869845415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=465038894869845415&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/465038894869845415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/465038894869845415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/12/divisoria-again.html' title='DIVISORIA AGAIN'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-2916025641776179967</id><published>2008-12-17T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:37:51.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASSPORT SIZE PICTURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At exactly 2:30pm yesterday [Dec. 17, 2008] i went to Rachel's house coz we planned to go to Mall to have our picture taken for passport purposes. Our first itinerary was Starmall and then after realizing that there's no available studio which will cater our needs, we went directly to SM megamall. As we usually do, much chit-chats and "what's new" stuffs were discussed by us while roaming around the mall. It's been a long time no long chats and no mall hopping well obviously because of hectic schedule including the review days for the board that's why we seldom see each other. I know that a day is not enough for all the "chismaks" we've got. But the day w/ her is fun. We've laugh so hard for all the funny stuffs and some issues of controversial people we know. It's been so hard for us to look for a photo studio perfectly suited for what outcome we wanted. We're so damn crazy coz we decided to just resort to the much higher / expensive worth of passport size picture. But fortunately upon walking, the two desperate ladies discovered a photo studio w/c was cheap and they'll do the edit for free.  So that's answer to our desperation.  After canvassing different stalls and the so called photo shoot, we realized that we're hungry so we ate plato wraps matching black gulaman. Chit-chats again. The fun was cutted because james texted che that he's waiting for her in rachel's house. So the initial reaction of rachel was rattled, shocked and definitely anger. They had quarrelled regarding a below the belt issue w/c i'm not in the position to side comment or even share in this blog. Rachel decided to instead let james meet us in Megamall coz james insisted to talk to her. The rest was history. The day was great except for the later part coz the environment was full of conflict...you know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/one/01/02-05.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The outcome of our passport size picture for passport purposes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/one/01/02-05.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUn8QwGrkMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Mu_iHHNUut4/s1600-h/kjchfvoz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUn8QwGrkMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Mu_iHHNUut4/s320/kjchfvoz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281029402789646530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUn3qPX_bKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A_CoBY1EUMU/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUn3qPX_bKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A_CoBY1EUMU/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281024343122341026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/one/01/02-05.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ghera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/one/01/02-05.gif" /&gt;                                   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 8px; height: 8px;" src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/one/01/02-05.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/one/01/02-05.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUn8QwGrkMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Mu_iHHNUut4/s1600-h/kjchfvoz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Ano ba yan! bawal ngumiti! dapat kita tenga! bawal din ung sobrang edit!! amp!!! daming eklavoooo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sabog ako dito..lols. si che mukhang batang paslit!ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-2916025641776179967?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/2916025641776179967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=2916025641776179967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2916025641776179967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2916025641776179967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/12/passport-size-picture.html' title='PASSPORT SIZE PICTURE'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUn8QwGrkMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Mu_iHHNUut4/s72-c/kjchfvoz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-939442204842659760</id><published>2008-12-16T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:34:12.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS i WANTED to BE..</title><content type='html'>Let me enumerate the things i really wish i have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overflowing Self-confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/kuma/05/01-3.gif" /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many people think that I'm a shy type of person in the 1st impression. But once they get to know me, they absolutely sort of realizing that I'm a fun person and easy going. I can definitely jive with different kinds of personality and attitude. So whenever you see me quiet in the corner, it means something. It's either I'm assessing one's personality or i don't like you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       2.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can speak my heart out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/usagi/01/04-10.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Although sometimes i can say/express whatever i wanted maybe my emotions/feelings towards others, but only few were chosen to whom i can say all of which. Most of the times, i tend to be silent to whatever issue confronted me or some else i'm concerned with. Maybe i don't have that full confidence to let people know what am i going to say. I admit, i'm afraid of rejection. I don't want anyone to put me down. But there's always a scene where i'm place in the hotseat, and then again..i keep my mouth shut in order not to hurt someone or offend other in that manner. However, i feel like heart's gonna explode or burst everytime i keep all hatreds to myself alone. I hope that i can always express myself so as to defend my rights and point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   3.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Influence to bring peace to the world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/sonota/01/hand7.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends might find me kidding by saying this but actually i'm not making foolishness out of this. As a human being, i dream to be a role model for the next generation. I can honestly say that i never done any means of improving the world. But that time will definitely come true. Being incapable is not an excuse but i think, i'm not yet prepared. In order to be a good peace maker of the world, maybe i should candidate first as a councilor in our city!!!! Just kiddin!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Can read a person's mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/ani/02/03-8.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sounds creepy, isn't? It's probably gonna change the world if each and everyone knows what others think. In that way, we can adjust to any situation to compromise the welfare of the persons involved. If that happened, the world must be a perfect place to live without any undefined root of evil. The positive outcome of this is that it can help us to anticipate a possible harm/danger hand carried by a destroyer/not conscience person. On the other hand, it can also have a negative outcome in which it can cause a possible fraud and it might use as a form of fooling others or even blackmailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make others happy unlimited.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/icon/hito/07/1-04.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If i see others happy, that's a contentment for me and it will definitely makes me happy. I can say that it'll probably the best gift i can give to person i love, my family and special persons i have in my life. Happiness is unmeasurable. Totally, it's priceless. A fulfillment and self-achievement i could say. Isn't good to see a warmth environment full of love? No conflicts, no bad vibes, no hatred, no problems, no war, no hassle, no everything that can the worst appear. Hence, life is good if there's love and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-939442204842659760?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/939442204842659760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=939442204842659760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/939442204842659760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/939442204842659760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-wanted-to-be.html' title='THINGS i WANTED to BE..'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1970246578535517928</id><published>2008-12-15T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:08:59.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWOWEE touched me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.jp/choco_asa/img/line/tsuyu/01/teru03.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wowowee&lt;/span&gt; every noontime. After lunch, i washed the dishes and cleaned the table where we ate. I think, this show really captures each and every single person watching it. It's not an addiction nor a vice. I simply love the theme that they wanna give justice. I know, there a lot of accusations with regards to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wowowee&lt;/span&gt;. They said that there is a form of fraud or cheat that is going on. Well, i don't give a damn care! It's not that i'm a fan or something... what my point is, as long as the show make me happy, make me forget any  distressing problem, make me laugh for a while, or even teach me the essence of becoming a good samaritan, i don't see any wrong with that. Yes. That's an issue but what matters most is that for long stressful hours, a show can make you smile just to ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wowowee&lt;/span&gt; touches life, who touches yours?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not funny..hehehe..but I'm laughing!SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUYmChOHsNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ddozR_Yc3fk/s1600-h/wowowee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUYmChOHsNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ddozR_Yc3fk/s320/wowowee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279949437857673426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the person reading this wondering why in the earth I'm talking about this noontime show. I guess this just a form of realization that there are people whose less fortunate and definitely needs much attention from others most especially from the authority.  I believed in what willy said a while ago, he said that the government must look down with this people instead of doing unecessary actions that has nothing to do with people's welfare. Willy of Fortune catered the offspring of the housemaids. Some of them are studying but the sad part is they're grade level in school not suited their age. Some were like already 12 years old but still in grade 3. See how hard life is. Just because of poverty many children tend to skip their studies, instead, help their parents find ways for living. I was touched by a boy named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BIKROT&lt;/span&gt;. He's really genuine. No pretentions and the act was not scripted unlike some child that was instructed by their parents act in such a way that willy may get overwhelmed and infavorable. The only thing thing he wanted for Christmas is just a pair of school shoes. Every audience were really touched by him. I'm a bit teary because as a way of people showing their much warming affection to child. Again, what the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wowowee's&lt;/span&gt; famous known for is in the air again, the presence of giving and sharing by lending money to the contestants and above else, to the little boy bikrot. Many TFC subscribers lend some of their money as a form of help to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bikro&lt;/span&gt;t for him to be able to buy his own pair of shoes as well to other child who also in need. As i said to my previous blog, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas is in the air&lt;/span&gt;" as well as sharing &amp;amp; giving is quite noticeable. I hope that even it's not christmas, people should learn to give/share unconditionally and unpretentious.  And tha't the real essence of the birth of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-1970246578535517928?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1970246578535517928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1970246578535517928&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1970246578535517928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1970246578535517928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/12/wowowee-touched-me.html' title='WOWOWEE touched me'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SUYmChOHsNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ddozR_Yc3fk/s72-c/wowowee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5439680323848063172</id><published>2008-12-14T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:26:23.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE PROCESSED MEAT by: HappySlip</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NC6AryKPQfk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NC6AryKPQfk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;In this big box for Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;my family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;A lot of instant coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this big box for Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;my family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;And a ton of corned beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this big box for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;My family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;Medicine for the old ones&lt;br /&gt;Sugar substitutes &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;cookies that are sugar free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this big box for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;my family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;Lots of toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;Towels and bedsheets&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of shoes&lt;br /&gt;That exactly fit my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this big box for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;my family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;MORE PROCESSED MEAT&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget cologne&lt;br /&gt;Yes bar soap&lt;br /&gt;Multivitamins&lt;br /&gt;And a truckload of candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this big box for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;my family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;Leftover soy sauce packets&lt;br /&gt;MORE PROCESSED MEAT&lt;br /&gt;Quaker oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;Lots of chips&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget sardines&lt;br /&gt;And toys from happy meals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this big box for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;my family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;All these instant noodles&lt;br /&gt;Peanuts, Butter cookies&lt;br /&gt;MORE PROCESSED MEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget old clothes,&lt;br /&gt;And flip flops&lt;br /&gt;Wallets and bags&lt;br /&gt;And last years magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this big box for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;My family sent to me&lt;br /&gt;A bag of chicharon&lt;br /&gt;Coloring books &amp;amp; crayons,&lt;br /&gt;Bulk toilet paper,&lt;br /&gt;MORE PROCESSED MEAT&lt;br /&gt;Panty and brief&lt;br /&gt;Deodorant&lt;br /&gt;Lots of lotion&lt;br /&gt;But the best gift is money &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Yep! X'mas is in the air. As we hear the children carols, pine trees with stunning decorations, different sizes of gifts, etc.. and other things that can be interrelated to the Christmas Seasons. I was amazed by this video of HappySlip! She never failed to entertain her viewers with her talent and genius ability to make people laugh. yep..she's proudly Filipina. No wonder she got the talent and guts to show the whole world how special Filipinos are. She often relate Filipino culture to her videos. That's why many subscribers can deeply understand the Filipino attitude/personality w/c Christine portrays. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filipino man o ibang lahi&lt;/span&gt; will never get tired of her. Enjoy the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5439680323848063172?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5439680323848063172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5439680323848063172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5439680323848063172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5439680323848063172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-processed-meat-by-happyslip.html' title='MORE PROCESSED MEAT by: HappySlip'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-4928942144071610971</id><published>2008-12-08T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:50:43.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIVISORIA/MAMA'S B'DAY/JOBHUNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again, it's my time to share some insights about me and this whole life adventure. apparentl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y, it's has been weeks since i drop an entry in my dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogspot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would like to start w/ our divisoria shopping last 2 weeks i guess. i'm with ate jan to buy some give aways or prizes for baby shawn's 1st birthday. we went onto night shopp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ing. we know that divisoria is a dangerous place were a lot of crimes happen. but anyways, we proceed on our night shopping. it's a place wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ere you can buy stuffs for a definite low prize. we roam around to check for toys and also to window shop our personal picks.:) after, that we arrived home at exact 12 midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/ST4DeqzatrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/MELfv65hRpc/s1600-h/SP_B2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/ST4DeqzatrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/MELfv65hRpc/s320/SP_B2575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277659638745708210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Mama's 50th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*December 01, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/ST4EAhy0kXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hNCHIDTIppU/s1600-h/IMG0020A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/ST4EAhy0kXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hNCHIDTIppU/s320/IMG0020A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277660220442841458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;aljon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;lenlen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;kuya mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;nikkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yea! we have nikkie there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/ST4ELJsB5WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X-z2S5tTLX0/s1600-h/IMG0027A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/ST4ELJsB5WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X-z2S5tTLX0/s320/IMG0027A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277660402950464866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;kuya mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;nikkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;aljon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[down]&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;mommy yolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[up]&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[up right]&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;lenlen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*camera pictures since our digicam was borrowed by ate jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mom's 50th birtday!!  i woke up early in the morning to h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elp my parents to cook for the food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s to be endure by the visitors as well as our family..:))  i made the macaroni salad and the lumpiang shanghai ala dimsum coz the lumpia wrapper looks like the dimsum when fried. so yummy!!! oh why i'm craving right now!!! so much for that... so mommy yolly came past 12nn. she had w/ her bunch of maja blanca tha's really delicious according to mom's friends. In the afternoon, nikki came[our cousin] after 2 years of no seeing.. we ate and ate...ther's a lot foods but i only manage to eat just a few of them! huhu.... coz after the party, mommy yolly and i went to divisoria to have night shopping again. we bought xmas gifts for mommy's friends.. i bought a black skinny jeans worth 200php and a blazer/bolero worth 150php...quite good! i used the skinny jeans for tomorrow/s job hunting w/ kuya raymund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 02, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya mon and I went onto a lot of hospiotals in laguna to search for a job! but unfortunately, all of them are not open for hiring so i just gave them my credentials and all that stuffs needed.whew! when can i be fortunate enough...huhu..im so desperate!!! please GOD help me!!! i know i'm not that perfect..but i will really be doing my best just help me....:))))))) i'm begging you please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HOPE THAT NEXT YEAR IS MY YEAR!!!!!! HELP ME GOD!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-4928942144071610971?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/4928942144071610971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=4928942144071610971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4928942144071610971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4928942144071610971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/12/divisoriamamas-bdayjobhunt.html' title='DIVISORIA/MAMA&apos;S B&apos;DAY/JOBHUNT'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/ST4DeqzatrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/MELfv65hRpc/s72-c/SP_B2575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-4575192037913656669</id><published>2008-11-18T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:32:29.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHOP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEMINAR'/><title type='text'>FUN THAT IS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOVEMBER 18, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SSPOxjoInkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ne8cImjysXM/s1600-h/SP_B2067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SSPOxjoInkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ne8cImjysXM/s320/SP_B2067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270283339726102082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;APPARENTLY, JOYCE AND I WENT IN A HALF DAY SEMINAR FROM 8AM UP TO 12NN @ MAKATI [3M]. ALL EXPENSES WERE ABSOLUTELY FOR FREE! A DAY BEFORE THAT, JOYCE TOLD ME IF I CAN JOIN HER IN THAT SEMINAR IN WHICH I HAVE NOTHING TO PAY..YES.. I MEAN NOTHING!! WE'RE ABSOLUTELY SHOCKED COZ THE GIRL THERE INFORM US OUR TRANSPORTATION EXPENSES ARE GONNA BE REIMBURSED. WOW! CAN'T IMAGINED! THE SEMINAR WAS GREAT. MANY INNOVATIONS WERE DISCUSSED BY THE LECTURER. THERE WERE ALSO FREE SNACKS AND LUNCH! WHAT ABOUT THAT!! EVERYTHING WERE REALLY HEAVEN!!  WE ALSO RECEIVED SOME FREEBIES AND STUFFS/PRODUCTS OF THEIR COMPANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, AFTER THAT, WE WENT @  SAN JUAN DE DIOS TO GET OUR GOOD MORAL &amp;amp; RECOMMENDATION FROM THE DEAN W/C WE REQUESTED A WEEK AGO. UNFORTUNATELY BECAUSE OF AN URGENT TASK THAT WE NEEDED TO COMPLY A WEEK AGO, WE FORGOT TO RETURN THE STAB FOR THE RLE FORM. THAT'S THE REASON WHY WE WASN'T ABLE TO GET THE RLE FORM YESTERDAY. SO IN SHORT, WE HAVE TO GET BACK THERE A WEEK AFTER...SO HASSLE!! WELL, I CAN'T RETURN BACK THE HANDS OF TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE UNDECIDED WHERE TO GO, WHETHER  WE CHECK IF THERE'S ANY AVAILABLE HIRING IN PCH OR JUST BACK UP AND GO HOME. BEHIND MY BACK, I'M THINKING WHY NOT GO TO MOA [MALL OF ASIA] TO FRESHEN UP FOR THE CLIMATE IS TOO HOT!! JOYCE AND I MUTUALLY DECIDED TO ROAM AROUND THE MALL. SUDDENLY MY FRIEND KHEIY TEXTED ME. SHE INFORMED ME THAT ARTCELLE WILL HAVE HER BDAY TOMORROW SO SHE WANTED US TO COME W/ HER IN SOME SPOT..I'M SURE BUT KHEIY MENTIONED JAIPUR AND EMBASSY WHERE PARTY GOER CAN BE FOUND. SO AFTER MANY DISCUSSIONS, I FINALLY SAID YES.  BEFORE JOYCE AND I WENT TO BACLARAN, I REALIZED THAT I'M A BIT THIRSTY AND I'M CRAVING FOR MC FLOAT.  WHAT A FATE!!! THAT MCFLOAT UPON ORDERING FLASH ONTO MY PANTS W/ A LOT OF MCDO COSTUMERS STARING! AMP!! HOW SILLY I AM!! CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE, IT'S SO STICKY AND THE COKE WAS ALL OVER MY PANTS LIKE I'D PEE ON MY LAP!! OMG!!! IT'S SO EMBARRASSING!!!!!!!!! WATTA EXPERIENCE!!!! WE STAYED FOR A COUPLE OF MINUTES IN MCDO FOR MY PANTS TO DRIED UP. THEN WHILE WAITING, WE TALKED ABOUT A LOT OF STUFFS LIKE GOSSIPS AND SCANDALS! AHAHAHA!! I DISCOVERED FEW MATTERS THAT TIME W/ JOYCE! AHAHAHAHA... WHAT A DAY THAT WAS! FORTUNATELY MY PANTS DRIED UP AND WE WENT STRAIGHT TO BACLARAN FOR DRESS HUNTING. SO IT'S LIKE I SHOPPED IN BACLARAN W/ A SET OF OUTFIT. I BOUGHT A PAIR OF SANDALS, PINK BELT, AND A BLACK BLOUSE. THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-4575192037913656669?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/4575192037913656669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=4575192037913656669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4575192037913656669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4575192037913656669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-that-is.html' title='FUN THAT IS!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SSPOxjoInkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ne8cImjysXM/s72-c/SP_B2067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8728464912255061021</id><published>2008-11-14T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:07:07.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOXIC DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SR6AeOqXUEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cc29rztyQgc/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SR6AeOqXUEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cc29rztyQgc/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268789870890274882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DRINKING  A LOT OF H2O BECAUSE I'M SO DEHYDRATED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;NOVEMBER 14, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;BY THE TITLE ITSELF, ITS QUITE OBVIOUS THAT MY DAY HAS BEEN AN EXHAUSTED DAY FOR ME BUT DEFINITELY PRODUCTIVE. LETS BEGIN WHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;N I WOKE UP 6:30  IN THE MORNING. IT'S REALLY EARLY COZ I WANTED TO TALK W/ MY MOM WHO'S GOING TO HER DUTY THAT TIME. I TOLD HER I NEED MONEY FOR MY EXPENSES FOR THAT DAY. BUT SHE ACTUALLY PASSED MY REQUEST TO MY DAD. YEA, FORTUNATELY PAPA GAVE ME 300PHP. THAT'S NOT ENOUGH FOR THE THINGS IM GOING TO PAY BUT I MANAGED TO SPEND MY MONEY WISELY CONSIDERING I ALSO HAVE MY SAVINGS. 9:00AM, I WENT A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;T MY ALMA MATER &amp;amp; ARRIVED AT EXACTLY 10::00 AM. JOYCE &amp;amp;&amp;amp; JJ ARE NOT YET THERE SO IVE WAITED FOR ABOUT 15-20MINS. AFTER THIR ARRIVAL, WE WENT STAIGHT AHEAD TO THE REGISTRARS OFFICE AND NURSING OFFICE. THEN, WE ATE OUR LUNCH AT 88 TAPSILUGAN ETC. WE PLANNED TO GO TO LAS PINAS CITY MEDICAL HOSPITAL TO PASS OUR CASES IN IV THERAPY. THERE'S A BIT CONFLICT / DILLEMA/ WHATEVER YOU CALL IT. THE FACT IS THAT JOYCE DOESN'T HAVE ANY CASES FOR COMPLETION OF HER IV THERAPY. SO I TALKED TO AEL [KUYA MON'S GF] TO ARRANGE SOME CHEATING TACTICS. ACTUALLY, I AM W/ AEL WHEN WE HAD OUR IV THERAPY TRAINING AT LPCMC. SHE DECIDED TO GIVE TO JOYCE HER CASES IN LPCMC BECAUSE SHE ALREADY BEEN GIVEN SOME CASES FROM SAN JUAN DE DIOS. IN EXCHANGE, JOYCE HAVE TO PAY AEL 400PHP FOR THE CASES. THAT HAS BEEN THE BACKGROUND INFO. SO BEFORE WE GO TO LPCMC, JOYCE AND I DECIDED TO FIRST CALL THE HOSPITAL TO BE SURE THAT THE SUPERVISOR THAT WE NEEDED IS ON DUTY. AFTER SO MANY ATTEMPT, WE FINALLY LEARNED THAT MS. SALLY IS ON DUTY AND HER DUTY IS ONLY UP TO 2PM. BY THE WAY, ITS ALREADY 12NOON IN OUR WATCH THAT TIME. SO WE HURRIED TO LAS PINAS. SAVE BY THE BELL, WE ARRIVED THERE AT EXACTLY 2:OOPM. WE WENT TO THE SUPERVISORS THEN LET THEM SIGN OUR FORMS. BUT THEN AGAIN WE REALIZED THAT THERE'S A BIT PROBLEM. ITS ALL BECAUSE THE NURSE IN CHARGE THERE TOLD US THAT THE PAPER OF JOYCE CANNOT BE SIGNED NOT UNTIL HER GRADES IN IVT HAS BEEN PASSED IN ANSAP. THERE'S NO PROBLEM W/ MY CASES, JOYCE HAS. REMMEMBER I MENTIONED A WHILE AGO THAT JOYCE'S CASE WAS ONLY GIVEN BY AEL WHO REALLY DID OR COMPLETE THOSE CASES!  SO WE CANNOT TELL THE NURSES THERE THAT JOYCE'S CASES WAS ONLY GIVEN BY THE REAL PERSON WHO HADHER SEMINAR IN THEIR HOSPITAL AND COMPLETE THE CASES. THEY MIGHT QUESTION US. AFTER SO MANY DISCUSSIONS, PLANNING, AND TALKING W/ AEL IN THE PHONE TO INFORM HER ABOUT THE SITUATION.... JOYCE AND I COME UPW/ A GOOD ALIBI. JOYCE TOLD THE NURSE IN CHARGE THAT IF SHE CAN BE ALLOWED TO LET HER FORM SIGNED BY THE DIRECTOR OF NURSING FOR THE REASON THAT SHE'S RESIDING IN A FARAWAY LAND AND FOR HER OWN CONVENIENCE NOT TO COMEBACK THERE JUST TO HAVE HER FORM SIGNED BY THE TIME SHE KNOWS THAT THE GRADES HAVE BEEN TOOK OVER TO THE ANSAP. SO GREAT PALN.. THE DIRECTOR OF NURSING WAS CONVINCE AND SIGN THE FORM. WHEW!!!THAT WAS QUITE A SHOW! HAHAHA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;THIS DAY WAS REALLY A TOXIC DAY, TAKING INTO CONSIDERATION THE CLIMATE... IT SO HOT!!! WE'RE SWEATING LIKE CRAZY!! BUT IM THANKFUL COZ AFTER THOSE CONFLICTS, WE MANAGED TO ACCOMPLISHED A LOT OF THINGS TODAY!! THAT'S SO GREAT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;AFTER THAT WE WENT HOME. I DROPPED BY IN BACLARAN CHURCH TO CITE SOME PRAYERS.THEN RODE A BUS GOING HOME. 2 HOURS TRAVEL TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-8728464912255061021?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8728464912255061021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8728464912255061021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8728464912255061021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8728464912255061021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/11/toxic-day.html' title='TOXIC DAY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SR6AeOqXUEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cc29rztyQgc/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8274145448091103643</id><published>2008-11-08T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:21:55.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BORED'/><title type='text'>ORDINARY DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girly-tags.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://off1.picsrc.net/images/allc/dangles_megaE/danglers228.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iT'S A NEW MORNiNG!! i WANT TO ENDURE LiFE TO THE FULLEST! LiFE iS Too SHoRT AS THEY SAY &amp;amp;&amp;amp; THERE'S A LOT OF OPPORTUNITIES WAiTiNG FOR ME. GOD iS JUST BESIDE ME TO GUiDE &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ENCOURAGE ME TO GO ON WiTH LiFE &amp;amp;&amp;amp; BE THE BEST THAT i CAN. i DO'NT HAVE ANY STORY FOR THiS TiME COZ THERE'S NO ACTUALLY IMPORTANT HAPPENINGS iN MY LiFE. i WOKE UP 10 iN THE MORNING. i ATE 2 HOTDOGS &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ONE SPOON OF FRiED RiCE. AFTER THAT, i WENT UPSTAiRS &amp;amp;&amp;amp; WALLA!! i OPENED THE COMPUTER. THAT'S MY ROUTINE EVERSINCE i GRADUATED.:D I'LL TRY TO PUT SOME ENTRY LATER COZ i REALLY DON'T HAVE iNSPiRATiON RiGHT NOW TO WRiTE GOOD THiNGS &amp;amp;&amp;amp; OR EVEN WORST THiNGS THAT HAPPENED TO ME.. CATCH YOU UP MEYBE LATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-8274145448091103643?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8274145448091103643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8274145448091103643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8274145448091103643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8274145448091103643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-new-morning-i-want-to-endure-life.html' title='ORDINARY DAY'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-5338841167444770457</id><published>2008-11-08T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:07:44.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NURSE'/><title type='text'>GUESS WHO'S BACK?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SRXBC-qoxwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/rrw8NjsYE2E/s1600-h/6copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SRXBC-qoxwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/rrw8NjsYE2E/s320/6copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266327596205393666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been a while since  dropped some entry  here. Almost 9 months. i've been busy these past months. aside for my graduation, i also had my review on RCAP for my licensure board exam for nurses. not until on June 2008 where the examination has been scheduled. June 1&amp;amp;2 to be exact. It's definitely a long journey since i had my review, took the exam. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; luckily passed the exam on July. a rollercoaster ride it may seems but that's how life is. I've got a realization this time &amp;amp;&amp;amp; that has something to do w/ my status in life at this moment. as a living truth, i'm still a daughter who needs a wall to lean on. i'm talking about my parents. i'm kinda embarrass of what i am today. although there's a big plus being a registered nurse [a degree holder] but what's the use if i'm not gonna apply it in the real world. i don't know what taking me so long to find a job related to my field. well, it's my fault i guess. coz i'm doing nothing. i'm just waiting for a grace to shower upon me. isn't too foolish &amp;amp;&amp;amp; idiot thing to do. probably, many people surrounding me think that i am disabled &amp;amp;&amp;amp; worthless! coz i don't even give my fair share to my family in which  i am already in the working stage! godamnit! i used to think that once i got passed the board exam i'm going to work as a nurse in a hospital just right after the deliberation. what the!!! what date is it today?!!! am i really wasting my time??!! hell, why do i'm asking this kind of question which all has an obvious answer! these really crazy!!! i have a lot of dreams &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i don't want it to come any longer!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-5338841167444770457?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/5338841167444770457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=5338841167444770457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5338841167444770457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/5338841167444770457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-whos-back.html' title='GUESS WHO&apos;S BACK?!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SRXBC-qoxwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/rrw8NjsYE2E/s72-c/6copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-4250392892204291333</id><published>2008-02-10T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:02:23.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after duty'/><title type='text'>my ER experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 10, 2008 &lt;4:40pm&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girly-tags.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://off1.picsrc.net/images/girly/rainbows/rainbows21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girly-tags.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(29, 31, 252);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah!!! I miss a lot of days not writing in this bLog!! ye for the same reason.."im busy"... I have a lot of experiences tis pat few days w/c are really amazing and i really love the week that has been!! first of all.. i would like to begin w/ again..my duty!! I had my duty from feb 3- 7, 2008.. It started at feb3 10pm... yeah my shift was 10-6. supposedly, my duty is on Operating Room but eventually.. i was moved to the emergency room.. at first I'm really mad and badtrip bcoZ... my mind was already conditioned and ready for my OR duty. my scrub suit are in and i don't have my apron and cap ofcourse. maam sevilla didn't told us earlier that she's going to remove 3 of us..well we're only 5 students in duty at the OR. but maam just told us that very moment..as in we're about to go upstairs to our duty that only 2 students were allowed to have their duty at the OR...I was like..sHOcKed!!! i told myself,"is she ok??" i don't have my apron as well as my cap!! and it's prerogative in our institution to wear those things when on duty..goSh! she's violating the rule! as a student, we don't have the right to refuse.. so that day i had my duty at ER with incomplete parapernalias and uniform..hmmmp!!it was jecille and karen who went to OR because the next day they will be having theri duty at PCH nicu. I'm a bit embarass coZ i don't have apron and cap..huhu..that's why i'm not too productive that night. we are allowed to sit..and we grab the rare oppurtunity to sleep although we're not allowed!hehehe..it's bcoZ, its a little benign that time. Later on, i begun to appreciate ER.. and at the end of my duty, feb4 6am, I realized that its much better if I rather stay in the Er than in OR... in emergncy room, it's not really boring unlike OR...bcoz in OR...most of the times in 10-6 shift there is no case...so..what the heck am I going to do there..????!!! this was the most interesting part...hehehe.. I and Resh is attracted to one of the staff nurse there or should I say..the Head Nurse..his name is Sir Mark..hehehe.. We find him really nice, approachable, kind..... we both have a crush on him..btw..he looks like ronnie liang..the singer!hehehe..he's not that handsome but bCoz of his personality, appeal and charm..we really adore him!!wahahaha... upon going home... me and resh was waiting beside the Heritage Hotel for an aircon bus..yeah the new one..hmm..our favorite bus!!hehehe...we've waited there for so long because buses, even those aircon buses that are not that good, are full!! i begun to think..."should go for an ordinary bus?"hmm...both resh and i begun to realize that we should rather ride in an ordinary bus..*but we're just thinking of it in our minds*hahahah...not until Sir Mark came in...we're shocked coZ he just appeared from the other side where rare people cross...so we said,"hi sir"..then he asked us,"are u from makati too?"..and so on and so forth... not longer than a minute...he wave his hands to us and said byebye...and then he ride in an ordinary bus!! so,,upon seeing sir going up on the stairs of the bus...resh grab me and said "tara sakay tayo!!"....hahahaha..so we ride at the same bus!!!hahahaha...we can't stop ourselves from laughing!!hahahaha!!!! we don't know if Sir was aware that we are in the same bus!!hehehe..unfortunately, we are in the front seats and he's in the back..! that was a kickass experience!! really love it!! hahaha=D..we're sO wacKy that time!!!=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally, he already arrived in his destination..huhu..at guadalupe!! hehehe...its nearby!!! just a few rides away!!hehe...kiddin!=D________overaLL...this day was a reaLLy fUn and kiLig 2 the Bones daY!!hihihi=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so muCh for that... the next day was just the same the only difference is that Sir was in Off duty!!huhu///sad/// anyways, we continued w/ our same routine...a lot of fun experience w/ glen, resh. raf and joyce...we're the tropang ER!! friendship were built and at the same time bonding and food tripping..ill never forget the "ballot", miLo, pancit canton,chocolates..and a lots more!!! super happy!!! glenn made the group really alive w/ his silly jokes, gestures, funny side comments, gossips and so on...we had the chance to confess w/ our concerns and secrets...hmmm....!! all I can say is that this second to the last exposure of our group in Emergency Room was really a msut..to treasure..I will never forget themmm...I was able to have a heart to heart talk w/ Joyce for the first time..i was able to share to her some secrets, and a lot of gossips hehe..i mean real life stories. the bonding of the group was really awesome. i had the chance to mingle w/ raf and we became closer. I was able to get to know glenn much better as well as resh. resh and bonded most of the times especially w/ reagrds to Sir Mark!!wahaha "sa iyong ngiti..ako'y nahuhumaling",,,,hehehehe!! i love them!! ill miss them super!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really learn a lot in staying at ER... i learn a lot of procedures like ECG. I was able to master it!!wahahaha!! to carry out doctors order. and also to endorse new patient in the ward..that would be the most important experience that i had..because i get used to it w/c is really a must. to admit a patient.to go to the laboratory.to assist the snod.lottsa more!!!! you know what..after my duty at ER, i realized that I would rather work in the ER coz I'm lovin der!! I appreciate SanJuandeDios!! Im planning to work there..its either in the area of SVPU, OR,/ ER w/c is my first choice..!!! I want action that's why i chose ER. I also want to meet new people day by day. ER is the best!!hehehehe!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;My last day in ER. although I'm a bit inspired in the last day coZ Sir Mark was on duty...the later part...when we're staying in the bench of the school and preparing to go home...something really "GRRRR" happened!!!! Resh and I planned to wait for Sir MArk..so that we can be able to ride in the same bus... that was our plan!! and we've waited for about 8 hours just to do or accoplish that!!!! being with Sir Mark was not a big deal...*somehow*heheh....but the big deal there was....let me first tell the story&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's was the end of our duty and said our goodbyes to the staff nurses on ER. so we're staying in the bench of the school. i have that instinct that Sir Mark will be going home earlier than before.. so my eyes are on the street to look if he's there.... until a few minutes later... we saw him with his colleagues. Glenn shouted and called Sir MArk.."SIR". and then he come closer..and said why. then my groupmates just said bye sir..and here is this girl...one of my groupmates. i'm so mad at her that time bcoz she's pointing on me saying,"Sir eto po un oh..Geralyn pangilinan"!!!!! she keep on repeating it!! that was really out of the line. she's stepping on the line..!! she's acting as if she knew that I like Sir!! she knows nothing!!! she's making EPAL!! like what i have said... there's no big dealk w/ regards to..Sir seeing me.Sir knows that its me who had a crush on him.that's so immature. the problem is that for me she's acting she's betraying me!! I don't like people w/ that kind of conduct/ manners!!! that's what I hated that day...see, early in the morning and then you've done that to me!! what the heck!!! foolishness!!!! insensitive!!!! gRRR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was about to scream!! but i didn't let my temper blast!!! shock!!!hmmmmmmmm.....!!!!!*-*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-4250392892204291333?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/4250392892204291333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=4250392892204291333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4250392892204291333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/4250392892204291333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-er-experience.html' title='my ER experience'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1259706633511343937</id><published>2008-02-02T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:10:24.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>happy birthday jam!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;February 2, 2008 &lt;10:17pm&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;en t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oo long since a w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ote my las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;t blog!! i was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; a bit b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;usy this past few days that's why i wasn't able to share my experiences via blog!!hehehe.. anyways, from monday up to thursday, i had my duty at San Ramon Nonato Unit w/ Mam Banaria!!! she's so cOOl!! every moment was a big laugh trip!!! there's no dull moment!! although we have few patients.. we managed to enjoy our stay in there!! Mam is so funny and wacky!! she also shared us a lot of knowledges w/ regards to OB-Gyne. i will never forget her cute cheeks and "kachi"!! hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R6SDsGUIXBI/AAAAAAAAADs/fwz7rcx17vM/s1600-h/ghera+fly4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162395866505960466" style="width: 134px; height: 179px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R6SDsGUIXBI/AAAAAAAAADs/fwz7rcx17vM/s320/ghera+fly4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today, it's saturday!!! we went at James house to celebrate his birthday!! I'm with Rachel. his visitors are really blockbuster and eventhough most of them are familiar to me... i'm not close to them. i used to see them at the campus. but eventually, i was able to get mingle w/ some of them.. the rest are also my friends and former classmates..!! i really had fun a while ago... james' friend judith used to guess the lovelife status of most of the visitors using cards. wahaha.. i was really laughed out loud bcoz of glen!! we had w/ him a lot of punch lines that really captured our senses!!!!!wahahahah!! i'll never forget this day!! before i forget.. I and che give something to james as a gift w/c is a photoframe...it's not an ordinary frame... all i can say to describe it... i think it looks like a slideshow composed of 3 pictures!! that was really coooool!!! photo flash is the name i think!! we bought it at MOA! its personalized and really touching for me...hehe..actually we can see to james tantalizing eyes that he really appreciated our gift for him!!! although one his visitors said that she will bump the one who gave that gift to james bcoz she find it insulting!!! hmmmp!!! well, that's her opinion ...the hell i care!!! james actually apologized for such insulting words spoken by one of his visitors...! but wat can i say.. this day is very fulfilling and memorable...!! again, happy birthday james!!! ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-1259706633511343937?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/1259706633511343937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=1259706633511343937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1259706633511343937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/1259706633511343937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-jam.html' title='happy birthday jam!!'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R6SDsGUIXBI/AAAAAAAAADs/fwz7rcx17vM/s72-c/ghera+fly4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8943404316431505253</id><published>2008-01-28T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:28:36.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after duty'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 28, 2007 &lt;7:16pm&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey there!! I am too busy today!! right after i arrived at home... i done a lot of activities like laundry, eating, doing some research, ...and so on!! i want to take a rest!! im exhausted!! hehehe..just kiddin!! well anyways.. i had my 6am-2pm duty a while ago at san ramon ward w/ mam banaria!! its benign by the way.. all we did was just to stared at our patients bed, roaming around, talktalktalk, laughing, sterilizing w/ sterilium, go to our patients again, make chickas, go to the chart, make usisa, play wheel of fortune, play pinoy henyo..and a lots more.. ill just tell more about that maybe tomorrow!! bye for now!! ill take a rest!!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-8943404316431505253?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8943404316431505253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8943404316431505253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8943404316431505253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8943404316431505253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-28-2007-hey-there-i-am-too-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-9041641485118124161</id><published>2008-01-27T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:30:20.353-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 27, 2008 &lt;9:58pm&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R5yT3GUIXAI/AAAAAAAAADk/eBDQhGK5WA8/s1600-h/yuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160161847856880642" style="width: 220px; height: 307px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R5yT3GUIXAI/AAAAAAAAADk/eBDQhGK5WA8/s320/yuh.jpg" width="220" border="0" height="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;At about 5:40am..I and che arrived in CAA lying in. we had our one day duty there. i am w/ random batch mates but most of them were familiar and friends of mine. today was really a great experience..at first, i thought that i just gonna sleep in there like we usually do last year with my former groupmates in 3rd year. it is bcoz, we don't have any patients that time!! luckily, we do have patient!! they're are both having there frequent uterine contraction. actually one was having her labor. the other one was just there for consultation / monitoring. but eventually, both delivered their new born baby while we're still there!! yipeee!! i handled one of the patient.i'm the one who gets the baby out of the mother's womb!! wahaha!!! that was really fun!! btw, it's my first time to really handled the case...bcoz when i was in Fabella, my job was only to clamp and cut the cord..hmmm...!! watta experience i had this day!!! i can't believe how wonderful to hold/touch a placenta!!hehehe!! i was the one to pull out the placenta!! eventually, my scrub suit was soaked w/ a bit of blood!!!hehehe...isn't cOOL?!! or GrosS?!! hahaha... although we already went home 3pm...overtrime!! it's okey coz i enjoyed and i was able to meet new friends and be even more close to my former classm8s!!! that was amazing!!! what a fulfilling day!! hey!! gotta sleep so as to prepare for tomorrow's duty!!! i need to wake up early..so no rOOm for aDDicT mOde!!! i mean pC addiCT mOde!!hehehe..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;^O^&lt;/span&gt; gUdnYt!! &lt;/strong&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-9041641485118124161?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/9041641485118124161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=9041641485118124161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9041641485118124161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/9041641485118124161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-27-2008-at-about-540am.html' title=''/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R5yT3GUIXAI/AAAAAAAAADk/eBDQhGK5WA8/s72-c/yuh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-2273705062700559193</id><published>2008-01-26T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:27:55.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;January 26, 2007 &lt;4:38pm&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;uhmm.... today, i went to my school and attended my class w/ mam santos. it's really fun listening to her stories and funny punch lines!!hahaha... nothing really important happened today.. our is class was only half day so after my class, i went home. i ate and watch T.V. basically, i slept! heheh..and then check my friendster, multiply, &amp;amp; blog!  i don't have here much more to share coz today is a bit boring so far..later, i will look for something to do or be busy about. tomorrow is obviously sunday, still, I do have a duty in CAA or Lying-in for completion. it's too early!! 6am!! OMG! whew! everyday is a busy day!!hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girly-tags.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://off1.imgcup.com/images/girly/rainbows/rainbows75.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4884597187279053338-2273705062700559193?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/2273705062700559193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=2273705062700559193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2273705062700559193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/2273705062700559193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-26-2007-uhmm.html' title=''/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-8296358687908311420</id><published>2008-01-25T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T05:28:11.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><title type='text'>i just wish..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R5njV2UIW-I/AAAAAAAAADU/HNDUsYhgv2I/s1600-h/ghe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 25, 2008 &lt;9:03pm&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159404812626320354" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="270" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R5njV2UIW-I/AAAAAAAAADU/HNDUsYhgv2I/s320/ghe.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey! another day has gone!! again, i wasn't able to accomplish a blog for sbcoz i don't have internet connection that time.. well yesterday... im a bit busy coz i did my bunch of assignments and requirements!! but fortunately, i was able to pass it a while ago!! hahaha!! and in addition, our group don't have our area in the morning in the hospital!! we don't have a slot!! wahahahaha.... we just attended the meeting in the morning w/ mam gregori and then we stayed in the marillac hall filling up our green book!!! as usual..i still do not have plenty of signatures in there...huhuhu... by the way, today we had our classes w/ mam dones in the morning, sr. delia in the noon and ms camacho in the afternoon..yeah...we're fully loaded this day...!! after having my classes for the whole day... i went in MOA or MAll of Asia w/ rachel!! as expected, we have our ritual w/c is food tripping!! and im in the mood to eat sushi that's why we bought some... and i bought california maki w/c is my favorite!! we also bought calamares &lt;the&gt;. after food tripping, at about 7:30 pm, we went home. on the way me and rachel keep on talking about the new issues and stories better left untold!!wahahaha!!! actually, we also planning a lot of things in the near future like travelling all around the archipelago and absolutely around th world!!! i hope we can be able to do that as soon as possible!!! but for now, i really wish to go to palawan!! yeah!!! after graduation i think!! hahaha... well, i think im just dreaming!! hahaha... we'll be there sooner..promise..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884597187279053338-8296358687908311420?l=gheracious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/feeds/8296358687908311420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884597187279053338&amp;postID=8296358687908311420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8296358687908311420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884597187279053338/posts/default/8296358687908311420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gheracious.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-wish.html' title='i just wish..'/><author><name>gHeRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11592453465637967489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/SgUDaCwFQjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ7AG3xVUUU/S220/SP_B4002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpmfHtJrEuA/R5njV2UIW-I/AAAAAAAAADU/HNDUsYhgv2I/s72-c/ghe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884597187279053338.post-1276630345959853994</id><published>2008-01-23T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008
