<?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-8161523731881335323</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:05:14.346+08:00</updated><category term='simbang gabi'/><category term='self-esteem'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Gospel'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='stupid classmate time out break school annoying'/><category term='emo gay music'/><category term='confidence'/><title type='text'>fading colors</title><subtitle type='html'>sans souci</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4794733565678523602</id><published>2009-12-13T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T04:28:12.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr. physical therapy and ms. bff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; congratz! i was not present to witness one of your embarassing moment! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thanks for informing me, eventhough you only got 1st runner up, still proud for you my friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saying that you just do it for fun and almost trashing it, i know you really want it. bleeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still don't get it why girls got chills when they see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if your just like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 604px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 453px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs259.snc1/10621_1135925834169_1108043257_30364781_1323842_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 604px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 453px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs279.snc1/10621_1136322404083_1108043257_30366211_8034813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you are up to something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;we still got long road ahead of us in school, together with &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;lalin&lt;/span&gt; and other classmates we will reach our tolls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 604px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 453px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15360_105798349434826_100000139850042_161256_6883222_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thanks for transfering, you really don't have any idea how grateful i am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;owe you a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;salute to both of you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my two bestfriends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope we still stick together until the end,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and friendship that will not end like my pasts.&lt;/em&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/8161523731881335323-4794733565678523602?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4794733565678523602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4794733565678523602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/12/mr-physical-therapy-and-ms-bff.html' title='mr. physical therapy and ms. bff'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3816042231753742726</id><published>2009-12-11T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:53:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when will you ever learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when will you stop expecting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;they will never to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and you to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so you better stop daydreaming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;they are only using you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;stop being so gentle and kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because they will never be like that to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why can't you learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;how many times of falling and crashing into a mud of pit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;before you learn that there will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;those people that would love to pull you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;stop enjoying so there would never be heartbreaks and pains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;they are laughing behind your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think it's better that you'd be the old one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;plain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;carefree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are selfish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;think only of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;can you give me a promise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;promise me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you will never let your guard down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yasmeen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-3816042231753742726?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3816042231753742726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3816042231753742726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-letter.html' title='love letter'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3839178168017847169</id><published>2009-12-11T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:24:08.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>criminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; killed him so many times in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; hated him so much that makes me want to punch his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; cried coz he tried to get my only confidant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; accept defeat coz im no match to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't know &lt;em&gt;who to trust anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't know &lt;em&gt;who to listen to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't know &lt;em&gt;what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't know &lt;em&gt;how to be on my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'll rather go back in my old self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;than let them hurt me openly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'll rather be the same old criminal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;killing people i don't like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;flooding my mind with their blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;satisfying my hunger for revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;a mean smile that strucks my heart to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the only way to feel my happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kill him and them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-3839178168017847169?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3839178168017847169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3839178168017847169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/12/criminal.html' title='criminal'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-1321175966971879084</id><published>2009-12-11T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:08:18.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog almost dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-1321175966971879084?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1321175966971879084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1321175966971879084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-almost-dead.html' title='blog almost dead'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2823199175256656827</id><published>2009-10-02T04:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T05:02:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transparent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i smile because i can't cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in my world it is forbidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the heaven of my pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;are the rain of my happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my image is nothing but shattered glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;an existence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a nuisance to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;no matter how loud i scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;no body would dare to listen.&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/8161523731881335323-2823199175256656827?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2823199175256656827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2823199175256656827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/10/transparent.html' title='transparent'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3041004967707920932</id><published>2009-10-01T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:54:42.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tropical storm ondoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's been five days after the tropical storm ondoy hit central luzon and some part of southern luzon, and the aftermath is still visible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;batangas was not really affected, it only received rainfalls all day, no blackouts, no flood. thank God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but, my school in laguna, was heavyly affected.  laguna was one of the mostly affected of ondoy.  the perpetual binan received a heavy blow.  my classmates said that the gym submerged in the flood, our deans office was flood till waist line.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my dorm, thank goodness, the water didn't reach our rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;classes cancelled till saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there were a lot of people lost their homes, belongings and even love ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;until now, donations are badly needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bayanihan is alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but there is new depression,  classified as of now as "super typhoon pepeng".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the worst part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it hasnt yet reached it's landfall, in luzon again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-3041004967707920932?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3041004967707920932'/><link 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style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ÜÜÜ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what my birthmonth means:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret.Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly an...d solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what flower represents me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hydrangea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You are your happiest when amongst a lot of people. You don't stand out in the crowd, your whole group of friends do. Your mood changes easily depending on your environment.... If you are at work/school you are very studious, however if you are at a club, you know how to get your groove on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is my element?:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nature had given you a passion which is difficult to master. Not everyone reaches this mastery early on in life. In fact, chances are you are still trying t...o figure out how to control it. At times you feel as if your desires are consuming you, while other times you feel that your passion is so lacking it is bordering on apathy. These extremes are not healthy, and you must learn to live in a world in which both of these can coexist in a single moment. Life teaches us that we are to hone our talents into one outlet and command that aspect of our life fully. The trouble with you is that you have so many passions in so many areas that it becomes difficult to chose the one that suits you best. I challenge you to become a jack of all trades, and a master of none - for only then will your passions be satiated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is the perfect job for me?:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You love to help people and wish to make sure no one is in any pain. You really like science and you are an academic. You are fun but are also very straight to the point...which isnt a bad thing!&lt;/em&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/8161523731881335323-3211022793350431876?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3211022793350431876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3211022793350431876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/09/facebook-quizzes.html' title='facebook quizzes'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-8441590875038061612</id><published>2009-09-25T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:03:17.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>learn to fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SrzKBXB8_pI/AAAAAAAAAU4/iEfz2ClxLsg/s1600-h/P1030925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385401379139157650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SrzKBXB8_pI/AAAAAAAAAU4/iEfz2ClxLsg/s320/P1030925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Foo Fighters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my new theme song &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Run and tell all of the angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This could take all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Think I need a devil to help me get things right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hook me up a new revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cause this one is a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We sat around laughing and watched the last one die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm looking to the sky to save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Looking for a sign of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm looking for a complication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of lying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I think I'm done nursing the patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can wait one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'd give it all away if you give me one last try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Run and tell the angels that everything is alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm looking to the sky to save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Looking for a sign of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm looking for a complication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fly along with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can't quite make it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Try and make this life my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fly along with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can't quite make it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Try and make this life my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm looking to the sky to save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Looking for a sign of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm looking for a complication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm looking to the sky to save me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking for a sign of life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm looking for a complication&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to, learn to, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;learn to...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385402863083958082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SrzLXvJ9r0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/POnAv9jKmGA/s400/P1030954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8161523731881335323-8441590875038061612?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/8441590875038061612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/8441590875038061612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/09/learn-to-fly.html' title='learn to fly'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SrzKBXB8_pI/AAAAAAAAAU4/iEfz2ClxLsg/s72-c/P1030925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2376505543190601884</id><published>2009-08-26T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:39:28.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pharma mayhem; pisiform(ity??)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, we had symposium for our &lt;strong&gt;FCL 5&lt;/strong&gt; subject.  due to that, our regular classes were cancelled.  one of it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pharmacology&lt;/span&gt; class with &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dr. lopez&lt;/span&gt;.  the morning session of the symposium were cancelled.  all of us decided to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ditch&lt;/strong&gt; the pharmacology&lt;/em&gt; for our remaining time since most of us still had a lot to do for spare time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dr. lopez&lt;/span&gt; learned that we ditched him by the &lt;em&gt;mistake of someone from our own class&lt;/em&gt;.  so basically, he got mad.  he went lecturing us about how we were wasting our time.  only 12 students including were able to attend since we were just in a floor lower to thera lab.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;symposium for afternoon session came on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;went home, sleep, eat a thousand times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next day, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tee - jay&lt;/span&gt;, allowed us to read the letter sent to her by &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dr. lopez&lt;/span&gt; concerning the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whole class&lt;/span&gt;.  in the letter, he stated &lt;em&gt;he's not mad about our actions&lt;/em&gt;, how disgusting our curriculum is, &lt;em&gt;who's at fault and who's not&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;special mentions of special classmates&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;those who attended his lecture yesterday earns additional five big points in quizzes&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;automatic 5 pt. deduction to those who weren't able to attend&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;basically, the letter were the topic during our free time.  and classmates instead of feeling worried about it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;started making jokes out of it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kuya irish&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kuya gab&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eto ang quiz natin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fill in the blanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am not mad&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;blank&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;why should i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;jed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jans&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(these two were the special mentions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;give me blank and blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;very good and believable reason!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;during our gross ana., a former student came to visit us, he was now a successful p.t in the u.s, and he gave us uhmm, motivation or inspiration??? about study hard and pursue p.t coz it's worth it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;mark &lt;/span&gt;notices my hand, it has a dark spot on side of wrist.  he was shocked when he saw it, coz he knows that i'm not addicted in online games yet i have darker spots than them who uses a lot of p.c.  he said it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;due to pressure inserted on the pisiform, one of the wrist bones, while we are using mouse or keyboard alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  it was also just last week when my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; noticed it, and since &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't know the reason i just said it was nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. now, in my realization, my right hand has now &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darker spot and bigger pisiform&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; compared to my left hand which is at this state very normal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;during vacation and free times i am in front of computer for longer hours. maybe not playing, but reading mangas and do a lot of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpQTpv98DlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eJ-nZqwzL8k/s1600-h/P1030697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373941863331663442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpQTpv98DlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eJ-nZqwzL8k/s400/P1030697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373942170725082626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpQT7pGPZgI/AAAAAAAAAUo/L9bmpmXEHPU/s400/P1030691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373942562236283650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sooner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpQTQ5VItAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-ELS0_JJ430/s1600-h/P1030683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373941436348150786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpQTQ5VItAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-ELS0_JJ430/s400/P1030683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wheelchair balance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpQTFsdCHTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/RMZY4CFahUY/s1600-h/P1030681.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8161523731881335323-2376505543190601884?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2376505543190601884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2376505543190601884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/08/pharma-mayhem-pisiformity.html' title='pharma mayhem; pisiform(ity??)'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpQTpv98DlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eJ-nZqwzL8k/s72-c/P1030697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-1574856223866548661</id><published>2009-08-23T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:41:08.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brachial plexus and yougart sticks</title><content type='html'>presenting, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sir john's&lt;/span&gt; brachial plexus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpDTHDVWDOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CgZNMqifLdc/s1600-h/P1030465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373026473560378594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpDTHDVWDOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CgZNMqifLdc/s400/P1030465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;totallly different from the brachial plexus i first learned from &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;maám shean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;different in a way that it is in more or less &lt;em&gt;3d&lt;/em&gt; style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first one is "&lt;em&gt;sticks&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sir john would not want sticks from us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it have to be like his...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i haven't started practicing this one out...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this weekend, i found new treat, so addicting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;these are &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yougart candy sticks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373026989316533122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpDTlErMa4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9VGXNtQYZiI/s400/P1030670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was watching t.v, my sister gave me one of these,&lt;br /&gt;she said it is called yougart sticks&lt;br /&gt;and i like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to the piont that i told her to buy me my own!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is also very cheap, 2 pcs. for 1 peso &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i also learned that nobuta wo produce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is being shown in QTV,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that there is no way in hell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i will be able to watch it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is my most fav jdrama&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&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/8161523731881335323-1574856223866548661?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1574856223866548661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1574856223866548661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/08/brachial-plexus-and-yougart-sticks.html' title='brachial plexus and yougart sticks'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SpDTHDVWDOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CgZNMqifLdc/s72-c/P1030465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2618493932496262207</id><published>2009-08-21T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:07:26.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>socially challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/So6hokYvsVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wEaRMNmxC6Y/s1600-h/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372409123833885010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/So6hokYvsVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wEaRMNmxC6Y/s400/alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm so scared to be left out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'm also scared blending in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today is my cousin Rachel's birthday, and right now, at this very moment, they are having a  party.  and here i am alone and blogging proudly about it.  dimwit! i'm not a party pooper.  i'm really am socially challenged.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so many times that i ditched someones party not because i hate it nor i am busy with another thing or two but i just don't really like it.  like if there's gathering, im hiding in my shell.  i just don't feel it.  my mind says go but my heart says no!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's like seeing a lot of people makes my feet rooted in the grounds.  but i can make it if it is for academic purposes.  but parties? i don't think so.  i always feels like crying if I'm about or have to go to.  i hate it, i really hate it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;even in my own party, i like it simple. yes, it has been simple enough.  there was not so many people, and only closest family were present.  yet, on its very time, i was hiding in the bathroom. i didn't came out until i was so sure there's no more visitors left.  i didn't even get out of the house nor entertain most of them nor thanked them for coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think i started isolating my self from them is when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;relatives started think low of me, teasing me when its like they don't have dirt on their ugly faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ate rhea spoke highly of herself and degrades me face to face, she might not intended it, nor she remembered it, but i never forget a single scene of it.  im in high school and she was a lot older and smarter than me. note: smart people don't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;stupid dimwitted sister takes the scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it is not just low self-esteem of mine.  because at school, i do best. have enough confidence in me to face the class and my professors and to stand grounded on my points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;revelations:   i have asperger's syndrome, not all of my relatives have a knowledge about it.  it was just a months ago when i learned about it, and hell only knows since when i'm being like this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't hate the syndrome itself, i understand it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't hate my relatives not knowing about this, but i hate them for badmouthing me (think i don't know eh?? i heard you all) (if you smart enough you will not do it, dimwits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im happy staying like this but im not emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-2618493932496262207?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2618493932496262207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2618493932496262207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/08/socially-challenge.html' title='socially challenge'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/So6hokYvsVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wEaRMNmxC6Y/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-130784213636679760</id><published>2009-08-16T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:23:14.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>series of unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f384/rheinmikan/micamwhore55-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this week is a one hell of a ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hell&lt;/strong&gt;, because it really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's not because it was a busy week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but because it was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;very &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;unlucky week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;computer&lt;/em&gt; never come to life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been crazy over &lt;strong&gt;pathology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;colds&lt;/span&gt; hurting me a little&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;two steps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;behind in my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;neuro ana class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunatic&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;quizzes everywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loads&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;unnecessary homework&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bills &lt;/span&gt;continously coming in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;money coming out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;run out of &lt;em&gt;tea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i lost 500 pesos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;colds become&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;flu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;absent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 days in a row&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in the pit of dying right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;couldn't get any better?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everydays the same,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every history make,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be the future of the next&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-130784213636679760?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/130784213636679760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/130784213636679760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/08/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='series of unfortunate events'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2483263247526058302</id><published>2009-08-16T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:22:09.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken and defeated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Soe-xLI-JZI/AAAAAAAAATw/evmJxJ-BNuo/s1600-h/mi+camwhore+(21).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370470832675890578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Soe-xLI-JZI/AAAAAAAAATw/evmJxJ-BNuo/s400/mi+camwhore+(21).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; innocent eyes of mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cried a thousand tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in the midst of dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life's feel so unfair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for a girl who never crosses boundries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her never settled platform&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has been again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shaken out of nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my strongholds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ruptured in a blizz of events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unprotected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blamed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; for the things she never done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how could you ecpect me to be strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-2483263247526058302?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2483263247526058302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2483263247526058302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/08/broken-and-defeated.html' title='broken and defeated'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Soe-xLI-JZI/AAAAAAAAATw/evmJxJ-BNuo/s72-c/mi+camwhore+(21).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4256004716935312157</id><published>2009-08-01T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:55:47.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SnRXRFA8mrI/AAAAAAAAATU/uMwK2M5tkuc/s1600-h/angel27.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365009007020645042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SnRXRFA8mrI/AAAAAAAAATU/uMwK2M5tkuc/s400/angel27.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the life we are, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are just borrowed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;moreover a gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;much priceless from other gems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone of us should cater it to the fullest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once He decided to get it back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we can just oblige,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;regardless of our errands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we cannot hold back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is not a farewell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but a welcoming home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our existence are a mere reflection of His love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we never own ourselves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;borrowed but a gift,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;none of us should object&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He never wanted us wronged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but He wants us to feel the pain to grow out of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so that when it's our time to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we can always be at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;home in His place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in His love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-4256004716935312157?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4256004716935312157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4256004716935312157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-back-home.html' title='going back home'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SnRXRFA8mrI/AAAAAAAAATU/uMwK2M5tkuc/s72-c/angel27.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-1249445899925797964</id><published>2009-08-01T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:31:07.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone too soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like A Comet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone Too Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like A Rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone Too Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shiny And Sparkly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Splendidly Bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here One Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone One Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like The Loss Of Sunlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On A Cloudy Afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone Too Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like A Castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Built Upon A Sandy Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone Too Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like A Perfect Flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Is Just Beyond Your Reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone Too Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born To Amuse, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Inspire, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Delight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here One Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone One Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like A Sunset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dying With The Rising Of The Moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone Too Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone Too Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, july 30, 2009, my tita ester passed away around 4:30 in the afternoon.  i went home yesterday that's when i learned about it. the whole family were getting ready to go to baisa.  but not all were allowed to go.  kids will stay home. thus, i was left out because my father said so, and because of my younger sister.  i think i'm the only teen whose been left at home. my cousins around my age went with the adults.  those who left were not sure when to comeback, my parents packed clothes.  baisa was 3 hours drive from home, includes traffic and ofcourse the driver should be my tito boyong or else it is a 5 hours drive.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this morning, parents were already back home.  they say their was no place to stay and its raining.  some of the perks left to stay in baisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on the news this morning was former president cory aquino died this dawn.  so basically, the whole t.v networks were full of this news, flashbacks of her life and leadership.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-1249445899925797964?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1249445899925797964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1249445899925797964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/08/gone-too-soon.html' title='gone too soon'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5879546750635643077</id><published>2009-07-26T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:02:38.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANTING SPOT</title><content type='html'>*i'm not perfect, i have my ups and downs of being human.&lt;br /&gt;*so far, this might be the worst...&lt;br /&gt;out of the ordinary, i commonly see this on programs.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm one of the victim.&lt;br /&gt;victim of shameless behavior and mischiefs.&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i'm strong enough on my own...&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong.. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my roommate, for the first time in my life, because of her i experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disgrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;worriness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trembles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothingness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'm not that dumb!  but i never thought that i will come to that point.  that was the first time that i'm calling my mother for help in the middle of the night.  the first time that i cant move my body.  the first time that i can't think on what to do.  the first time i feel awkward to something i know i have the edge.  the first time that i knew sombodies were doing mischief in the same room where i am, under my bed!  yes! she brought a guy and have sEx! if it's that what you want to get out of my mouth.  i woke up in the middle of the night by my bed shaking, then a thought struck me! i heard her before that her boyfriend has nowhere to sleep, so think she brought her home.  silently, i observed, making sure nobody will  see me, then i'm sure that under me, there was not only one person but two!  hello!!!! if you are smart enough or decent enough you will not do that in a place that you are not private.  i want to cry out loud but no sound came out of my mouth. nor i can't even move.  next day, everyone except me, where suprised about the guy in our room, and ate maan act like there was nothing strange happen, nothing strange about a guy sleeping in all girl's room!  the worst was, it was not just the only time, it was the fisrt time.  because there is second, third, and now a whole week with new bf.  they are so stupid enough to not realising that they are pestering the others!  they are noisy, they crowd the room, they make the us awkward... ok.. they are 2o plus, 3 of us 6 were 20 plus and matured or "liberated enough to think it that way." but the other 3 including me, were only 17 to 18 and 19!  we were not opened to that thinking.  the three of us were comforted in our own home.  cared and respected by our families.  school have a subject about sex and also morality! MORALITY!  one of the things that my 2 foundation schools hammered in my mind!  we are innocent but smart!  we know what to think! it was hard on me! i depressed! beside aura, i only have kevin in a new place.  eventhough it's not right, but i have to burst it out, i told him everything, i message my friends eventhough i know they can do nothing in my situation, i informed my mom eventhough i know this time nobody can comfort me. this is just  the most extravagant rant i experienced!&lt;br /&gt;others were nothing compared to this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uniform delayed by a month,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't catch up with my lessons,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alienation in some of my class,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid security officers,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my depression is creeping out,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my syndrome being prominent again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to have a good social relationship when my syndrome is overwhelming me because of some stupid environmental stimuli???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-5879546750635643077?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5879546750635643077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5879546750635643077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/07/ranting-spot.html' title='RANTING SPOT'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-399226440703068749</id><published>2009-07-25T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:16:42.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the real deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remembered black skies, the lightning all around me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remembered each flash as time began to blur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a startling sign that fate had finally found me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;new divide, linkin park&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Smspl5LVlkI/AAAAAAAAATM/KQKa1UGMz7M/s1600-h/P1030284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362425512294979138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Smspl5LVlkI/AAAAAAAAATM/KQKa1UGMz7M/s400/P1030284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"it was like reading a huge strange map which has no direction"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- my mind in circles wondering where to start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;that was my mind during the first month of the new school year.  reminder! i am a transferree, it's really hard for me to start in nowhere.  But slowly but surely, i'm now riding the wave.  it was not that hard, because &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;'s with me, so i knew someone already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;fast forward to my recent weeks! because first weeks where quite full of rants! heheh &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's great, and finally i'm with "real classmates"! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;0.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;they are fun and hard working &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;o.0&lt;/span&gt;   though, kevin and I felt outcast when they are studying, because we're not that studious. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this week, i've tasted a real hell. '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday (07-20-09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i went back to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;biñan&lt;/span&gt; so early monday morning.  for what i know was, we will be having quiz in patho, prelim exam in fcl5 and extra meeting for biochem.  i haven't read the lecture in patho so it was a big luck for me to have 4 over ten quiz &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; after patho, we proceed to fcl5 and i just got a hunch that it will not be an exam day.  stupid proff, she did'nt accept our projects which was due last saturday! i mean it's late, so what, the number of students who passed it on time was like 4 to 5.  i don't know where to find her office!!!  i'm so proud of my chosen leader, sen. chiz escudero *&lt;em&gt;roll'seye&lt;/em&gt;*. heheh &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;  after fcl5, classmates went to ana laboratory to study brains for the neuro ana exam while kevin and i went to biochem class.  i felt so sleepy that i was asleep the whole session.  after class i went back to my boarding house.  i slept! ahahaha! victory!  noon came, so as kevin with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;loiue&lt;/span&gt;, they invited me to join their "&lt;em&gt;group study&lt;/em&gt;".  actually i've been invited by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt; earlier that day.  i was hesitant at first, they were all boys!  kevin was so pushy that i agree to follow.  the place:  mark and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ramon&lt;/span&gt;'s dormitory.  here it goes, "it was my first gruop study!" so as kevin's.  so i went it was around 5-6 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the group study:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;classmates were: &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;kuya irish&lt;/span&gt;, mark, ramon, louie, kevin, and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;loreto&lt;/span&gt; (he came late)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the session start  ofcourse with chitchats, don't forget, i'm with them boys! duh! boys do know how to gossip! allen and kevin taught me how! after some chit chats and munchchins, the study came next.  kua irish facilitated the group study.  we all decided to hit the brodmann's areas and it's lessions.  and the fun starts.  we went to this lession and another. stop. chitchat. lesiions. stop. chitchat.  and in during the study, when all of us were confused by a single word, kuya irish were using a lifeline; CALL A FREIND.  he called &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aileen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;karen&lt;/span&gt; for the classification. for the entire time, it was only brodmann's lession!  we just finished brodmann's around ten and i decided to head back first.  kevin also decided to go home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back at dorm, i thought i was alone because &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;aura&lt;/span&gt; was at her sister's place, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ate karen&lt;/span&gt; already went to his bf's house, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ate vanessa&lt;/span&gt; was not at home, ate maan gone, then i saw &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt;'s with me already sleeping in her bunk.  i decided to sleep first.  then i woke up, read and eat, still sleepy and i'm not quite sure if i absorbed the lessons i'm reading.  ate vanessa came.  we ate oatmeal. then she slept. a little later, ate maan came. ok she came and went to  sleep.  so i read again. then the disaster came.  ate maan woke up saying PJ will come and sleep over! what! Girl's boarding house!!! then a bastard will come and sleep! so as i can't argue, it's not his first time to sleep there,  i fixed my things and went back to my hobby of sleeping.  i don't feel to study when there is something so bothering.  i did'nt sleep in my bed, i slept on ate karen's bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woke up so frustrated.  i go for my morning and bath rituals.  then went to school.  exam started.  the exam, well, let's just say it "HALIMAW".  all in all it was a monster's exam.  much more than sir erwin's devil boardtype exam.  during the exam, my classmates were asking for bonus.  the proff was hesistant at first then she called a "5 minute brainstorming", meaning you can go around and copy or cheat your classmates answers legally!  classmates in front went to back because smart classmates were stationed there.  i did't went there, my leg hurts and i was still confused what's that brainstorming means.  the time were running out.  a single exam consumed a regular 3 hr. class.  that was just for the fisrt part of the lecture exam, we still have the second part and the laboratory part.  wooooooooh! *&lt;em&gt;drools&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the second part came.  i think all of my brain was drained already by the first part.  it was really hard to understand and answer the second part eventhouh it was a multple choice type.  i felt that it was not even tackled during the class or even the right answer is not on the choices.  i came to the conclusion to use the ultimate weapon of "mini-mini-my-ni-mo" &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the best part was, the proff anounced that the laboratory exam was cancelled! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; so went back home then sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i woke up in the evening, ate karen was watching t.v, aura already gone, ate vanessa, ate maan and kat were still out.  then went back to sleep again. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-.-  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;around 12 midnight, ate maan came, her presence waking the hell out of me! she's with pJ.  agian! the same scenario every night! i went down and slept in ate karen's bed. i planned to stay up and do laundry, but ate maan's so ^%(%$*&amp;amp;% and it was like my fault to stay up! like hell, i am also paying to use the place in my accord as long as someone was not disturb. oh yeah... turned on lights and my presence of being awake will disturb their ^$&amp;amp;$%^&amp;amp;. shit! stupid shit!  good for her i don't have major exam to be so worried. or else i will burst into something i don't know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i woke up, my schedule was 3 pm.  major exams for 2 minor subjects.  so i was just relax and don't feel worried about the upcoming exam.  mood disturbed by the presence of someone.  i have to bath and dressed in the c.r.  it was really hard to dressed in c.r! hate it. hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the day was so down with me having violations of not wearing a uniform!  I STILL DON'T HAVE MY UNIFORM, i begged in the security office.  i agreed to a violation signed and my i.d confiscated so that i can get in and take exam.  after exam i checked for my uniform, and staff says "tommorow". then i show him my violation slip and he gave a note to show them security office the evidence that i still don't have my uniform.  that damned office still doesn't believed that note and send me to student's affair's office to get someone signed my note.  there, they wondered why the s.o doesn't believe the no uniform's note.  i also wondered why!!!  good thing they signed it.  i went back to get my i.d and went home. so tired of walking here and there, so i sleep! hahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fine day in a hell week.  a single light exam in the afternoon.  i also got my uniform. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*.* &lt;/span&gt; that night i was so happy to learned that ate maan will not be sleeping in the boarding house. wooohooh!!!!  if she sleep there, a guy will also be sleeping there.  because next day i will be having a tough major exam from a minor subject! releif a little that i can study.  after all my relaxing do this, do that.  i planned to study... ok i'm on study and study. then around 3am, ate maan came with p.j ... though they went straight back to ate maan's bunk, they were chit chatting! and their voices irritated me so hard! darn! i sleep instead!  not worried about my exam because i'm worried more about my angina and i already have difficulty in brathing because of how i felt... i will be so happy to get otu of this boarding house or ate ate maan moves away! it's either one of us!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm not actually excited about the exam.  but i do feel excitement because i will be going back home in sto. tomas!  fast forward im home!  i show my parents my uniform!!!!  weeehhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SLEPT THE WHOLE DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now awake blogging!!!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S i have alot of funny conversation i want to put on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S #2 pictures were on mark's phone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-399226440703068749?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/399226440703068749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/399226440703068749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/07/real-deal.html' title='the real deal'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Smspl5LVlkI/AAAAAAAAATM/KQKa1UGMz7M/s72-c/P1030284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-8084505055009523114</id><published>2009-07-09T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:58:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SlXjn6rXstI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CIeazg9ukdg/s1600-h/P1030296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356437606732640978" style="DISPLAY: block; 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actually noticed that ! woke up late in the morning even though ! slept early the night before. it took me ages to noticed that neighborhood is quite. then a thought struck me! it was June 1st! the kids who always so noisy and so bothersome &lt;strong&gt;are back to school&lt;/strong&gt;! vacation, the time of their life ended! woohuh! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. . . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;father&lt;/span&gt; called, telling me to &lt;em&gt;go to school and get enrolled&lt;/em&gt;. but the thing is, i haven't prepared any of the requirements... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;o.0&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; anyways, i met up with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Geriz&lt;/span&gt; that afternoon and went to gym. the attendance were only quarter of the regular number. so, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;doc. abe&lt;/span&gt; decided to cancel &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;taebo session&lt;/span&gt; thus we just go &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;work out only&lt;/span&gt;. well, i didn't work out, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;geriz&lt;/span&gt; only, i'm not in the mood to work out. then &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;one of the gym's client&lt;/span&gt; begged &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;doc. abe&lt;/span&gt; to have taebo session coz' she's kinda &lt;em&gt;desperate to lose weight and decrease her body size&lt;/em&gt; because she's &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GETTING MARRIED&lt;/span&gt;! good for her! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; with that, we had taebo for only 30 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a nice pleasant dream then suddenly my &lt;strong&gt;mom&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;woke me up so early&lt;/em&gt;! but ! continue sleeping, &lt;em&gt;ignored the wake up call&lt;/em&gt;. proceed back to my dream, then minutes after, mom woke me up again! waking me up by someone that i know for myself i don't have to is making me upset and bad mood! then she explained her self that we must go to school and get enrolled. but i think we'll gonna be late and requirements were still not prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; afternoon came, i went to tanauan to buy all the requirements needed, and a picture taken for the required 2x2 pic. i accidentally bump with my &lt;em&gt;1st yr. h.s English teacher&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ms. carandang&lt;/span&gt;, though i was too shy to talk to her... xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; went home, i waited for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;geriz&lt;/span&gt;'s text message, saying we won't go gym for the rain was so hard and probably their was a flood on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; Woke up so early, i really have to get my self enrolled or else I'm dead meat! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; .... With my mom, we went to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;UNIVERSITY OF PERPETUAL HELP&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;em&gt;Biñan&lt;/em&gt;. We left &lt;em&gt;Sto. Tomas&lt;/em&gt; raining, reached &lt;em&gt;Calamba&lt;/em&gt; with cloudy skies and few drizzles. We ate breakfast in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jollibee&lt;/span&gt;, because it's &lt;em&gt;gonna be a long day for us&lt;/em&gt;. And true enough, we reached &lt;em&gt;Biñan&lt;/em&gt; with a super &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shinning sun&lt;/span&gt;!! like literally! i wore a jacket believing it will also be raining hard there. though it rain when we were bout to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;it was a matter of time we did realize that we have &lt;em&gt;a lot of paper to be xerox copied&lt;/em&gt;. from the admission to the xerox center outside campus which was about 5 minutes walk mom and i walk back and forth for about &lt;em&gt;3 times&lt;/em&gt;! and for the fourth time, mom do it alone&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;when all the papers were ready, the staff took me to the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dean's office&lt;/span&gt; for my subjects. i wasn't able to get all the desired subject i knew i will be able to from my evaluation day because the person that day was different, and they weren't able to look at other college course with the same subject course. &lt;em&gt;talking about luck huh&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; we were lead to &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;4th floor&lt;/span&gt; for the payment, and luckily my mom were able to keep up. Last time she went there, she were easily tired and short for breath. there were &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7-8 steps or counter&lt;/span&gt; we had to fall in. on the second to last counter were the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Student Body&lt;/span&gt;, they ask for student council fee, and asked us to returned to them after the last counter, and so we did. they checked for the validation of my enrollment and placed a S.B stamp on my registration form and greeted us "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;WELCOME TO PERPETUAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". well, &lt;em&gt;they actually greeted my mom and not me!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;we were asked to proceed to the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Guidance Office&lt;/span&gt; which were on their lunch break. so, we went outside and looked for a possible &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;boarding house&lt;/span&gt;. we saw one, which is just outside the school, we checked it out, it was good, but not enough for me. the room were long, able to have 7 occupants, but i found the room not well ventilated even though i will bring my own fan, the room will still be looking hot because there were only one window! and for the day light it's still look dark inside. We went to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7/11&lt;/span&gt; because it is also just in front of the school, we had drinks. we still haven't eaten lunch, because i told her we would rather eat after the whole enrollment thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; thinking that the office of the Guidance is back in operating hours, we proceed there. they had me answer questions which just like the &lt;em&gt;tagged and survey&lt;/em&gt; question i answered here. i think my answers were quite &lt;em&gt;disturbing&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.= &lt;/span&gt;i felt quite exhausted already, so i answered lazily... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;after that, i'm now &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;official Perp's student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yey me&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; we continue looking for boarding house, and we found two. the first one were already full so she recommend the one beside her. the second one were still have vacancies, but the bed available were the upper part of double deck-er. we have it reserve for me. we took it, the place were good enough, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;walking distance from school, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the way there were a lot of houses and business stalls so it won't be scary to pass there at night, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the room were well ventilated although i think i still have to bring my own fan &lt;em&gt;(i don't trust the ceiling fan will reach me enough), &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;there is a place outside where we could have laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the bathroom is inside the room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;we have own kitchen sink inside&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's cheap! for only a thousand a month. 800 for the rent, electricity will be parted among us boarders, the water is free and i don't think that i would pay whole 200 on my part for electricity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; after that we decided to head off. we left at around 2 pm... for the &lt;strong&gt;big surprised&lt;/strong&gt; of the day, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRAFFIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! it took us nearly 4 hours in the traffic! and the source was, this &lt;em&gt;humongous&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;acacia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" tree blocked the road. i think it was due to the heavy rain, that the soil eroded and let loose on the tree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; we reached Calamba. we ate lunch/dinner. or it was dinner alone and we completely skipped lunch. we stretched our legs by having stroll on the mall. and honestly, i really feel so tired that time. that on the road home, i fell asleep straight from Calamba up to Sto. Tomas! reached home, went to sleep as fast as i could.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; tired from enrolling, woke up late in the afternoon! text &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Geriz&lt;/span&gt; that i can't go gym 'coz i still feel exhausted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; stayed home. it was raining hard outside the whole day. at night, i gave &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;geriza&lt;/span&gt; my liquid eyeliner that i'm not using, we didn't go to the gym knowing that it might be our last day there. we won't risk walking on &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;floody&lt;/span&gt; Tanauan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; mom was preparing my things that i will be bringing in my boarding house. she's the only one preparing and gathering my things, i don't think i should prepare it yet, even though school will start this coming monday. in fact i still don't want to go to school on Monday. i'm not prepared &lt;em&gt;mentally&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;o.O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;it's raining really heavy this days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;due to climate change &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;we have heavy low pressure area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;around the Philippines corner....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-940473124946917096?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/940473124946917096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/940473124946917096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-forward-and-forward.html' title='moving forward and forward ---&gt;'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SiqGib_7RtI/AAAAAAAAASs/3AJBwITXDiY/s72-c/untitled21.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5647764853617464446</id><published>2009-06-02T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:47:41.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tawa k nmn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you walked through the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It was clear to me (clear to me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You’re a … rock star (baby) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Player… Who could really blame you (who could really blame you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We're the ones who made you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SilU7loAxxI/AAAAAAAAASk/csAQ3HHfwVw/s1600-h/untitled19.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343895815540754194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SilU7loAxxI/AAAAAAAAASk/csAQ3HHfwVw/s400/untitled19.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gloomy day... i say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Kuya Erap&lt;/span&gt; always sending me e-mails...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some are &lt;em&gt;imformative&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like health and medicine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some are &lt;em&gt;news&lt;/em&gt; currently circling &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Saudi Arabia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and just recently,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a &lt;em&gt;joke&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really laugh on those!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope you'll laugh too! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misis : Darling, ano ang tawag sa isang asawa na sexy, maganda, hindi selosa,mapagmahal, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;masipag, mapagkalinga, masarap magluto?&lt;br /&gt;Mister: Guni-guni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;TANONG: Paano mo sasabihin sa isang babae na mataba siya nang hindi siyamababastos?&lt;br /&gt;SAGOT: 'Uhm, excuse me, miss...Mang Tomas ba ang lotion mo?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Aanhin ko ang napakalaking bahay, mamahaling sasakyan, milyun-milyongkayamanan, at masasarap na pagkain kung ang kapit-bahay ko ang may-ari ng mgaiyun?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Nanay: Ano 'tong malaking zero sa test paper mo?&lt;br /&gt;Anak : Hindi po 'yan zero, 'Nay. Naubusan lang ng star ang teacher kokaya binigyan niya ako ng moon! Moon lang 'yan, 'Nay, promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Mga sikat na salawikain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better late than pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag may tiyaga, good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aanhin pa ang damo...kabayo ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do unto others, then, run! Run! Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang hindi magmahal sa sariling wika ay lumaki sa ibang bansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang lalaking nagigipit, sa bakla kumakapit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Guro: Sino si Jose Rizal?&lt;br /&gt;Juan: Di ko po kilala.&lt;br /&gt;Guro: Ikaw Pepe?&lt;br /&gt;Pepe: Di ko rin po kilala..&lt;br /&gt;Guro: Di nyo kilala si Jose Rizal?&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Ma'm, baka po sa kabilang section sya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Paano humamon ng AWAY ang ...&lt;br /&gt;BULAG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magpakita kayo mga Duwag!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DULING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isa Isa Lang! para patas ang Laban!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PILAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patay kung Patay!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walang Takbuhan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Husband: Kung di ako makaligtas sa operasyon ko bukas, ikaw na sana angbahalasa lahat-lahat. .. I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Tumigil ka! wala pang namamatay sa TULI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Pedro: Pare balita ko bading ka daw. totoo ba?!&lt;br /&gt;Ambo: Pare, Mga chismax lang 'yun galing sa mga chuvanes na walang magawasa mga chenilyn nila.... chura nila! hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Boy: Di na tuloy ang kasal natin&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Bakit?!&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Kuya mo kasi eh!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Hindi no! Gusto ka ng Kuya ko!&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Yun nga eh...gusto ko rin ang kuya mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Juan: San ka galing?&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Sementeryo, libing ng byenan ko.&lt;br /&gt;Juan: E bakit puro kamot ang mukha at braso mo?&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Mahirap ilibing eh... Lumalaban!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;BALIW (tumawag sa mental hospital): Hello... may tao po ba sa Room 168?Telephone&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Wala po, bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Baliw: Check ko lang kung nakatakas talaga ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Misis: lolokohin ko mister ko, magpapanggap ako na prosti dito sa kanto.&lt;br /&gt;Timing (dumaan ang mister nya....)&lt;br /&gt;Misis: Pogi! available ako ngayon, pwede ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;Mister: Yoko sayo...kamukha mo misis ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;American guy named Paul challenged a Filipino:&lt;br /&gt;American: Use my name 4 times in a sentence!&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Paul, be carePaul, you might Paul in the swimmingPaul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Biyaya na makukuha sa Gulay:&lt;br /&gt;AMPALAYA - pampapula ng dugo&lt;br /&gt;KALABASA - pampalinaw ng mata&lt;br /&gt;TALONG - pampatirik ng mata&lt;br /&gt;MANI - pampatirik ng TALONG.&lt;br /&gt;Ay! nalito na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Quote for the Day...&lt;br /&gt;Ang Buhay ay parang bato...it's Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Kapag may kaaway ka, tandaan mo....dito lang ako... dito lang talagaako...tapos dyan ka lang, wag kang pupunta dito! Baka madamay ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Prospective Employer to Applicant: ' So why did you leave your previousjob?'&lt;br /&gt;Applicant: ' The company relocated and they did not tell me where!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Juan: Birthday ng asawa ko...&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Ano regalo mo?&lt;br /&gt;Juan: Tinanong ko kung ano gusto niya.&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Ano naman sinabi?Juan: Kahit ano basta may DIAMOND.&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Ano binigay mo?&lt;br /&gt;Juan: Baraha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-5647764853617464446?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5647764853617464446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5647764853617464446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/06/tawa-k-nmn.html' title='tawa k nmn'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SilU7loAxxI/AAAAAAAAASk/csAQ3HHfwVw/s72-c/untitled19.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5145295903055786103</id><published>2009-05-31T00:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:10:15.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 turns must be enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;just a wrapped-up on what happened in my may:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the first two weeks of may;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gym, sleep, inet, sleep, gym, sleep, inet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inet was now boring for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i still can't help myself not to turn it on &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(adik!)&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's like a drug to me... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so ! ended up watching&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; jon and kate plus 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;on line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;present episodes on t.v can't seemed to satisfy me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i looked for past episodes and future ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'coz present telecast here in the Philippines are seemed delayed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually, it can now be paired with my favorite team...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BrGy. GiNebRa G!n KinGs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before, no other show can make my itchy fingers to change the channel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but now, J&amp;amp;K+8 seemed to make my fingers &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; itchy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they now share time with my fav team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 2nd wk seemed to be twisted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ginebra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;won&lt;/em&gt; the second slot automatic &lt;strong&gt;semis&lt;/strong&gt; position &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my &lt;em&gt;horror&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;INTERNET CONNECTION DISCONNECTED&lt;/strong&gt;!, their office were moved, so &lt;em&gt;technically&lt;/em&gt; we did'nt know where to pay.. does'nt matter because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sheila&lt;/span&gt; still got her connection, so we much on line drama for &lt;em&gt;5 straight nights&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3rd week! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Shit happens"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mother had finally paid the bill on the nearest office&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is just a &lt;em&gt;hundred kilometers&lt;/em&gt; away! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then we waited probably about more than a week for the reconnection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the operator said &lt;em&gt;"followed-up has been made to the main office"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for almost two weeks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;by the way,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i secretly joined PCSO (lotto, i mean for real) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now that i'm already of age,&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to resist the huge sum of grabd prize! woohuhuh =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;did't win though... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343885352951932642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SilLalcc5uI/AAAAAAAAASc/zTsqUp1oVoY/s400/P1020991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my first losing ticket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd week to 4th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gym continues...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i don't even think that i lose weight,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my best friends can't answer why though...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;where did you hear &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;V-cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; talked&lt;/em&gt;, nor &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;chocolates &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sodas&lt;/span&gt; can&lt;em&gt; speak???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on the upper side,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my mom got the papers i needed for transferring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but first,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the registrar gave the wrong papers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;they gave her&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; kevin&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so she waited long enough for the registrar to produce &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343879418671414114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SilGBKhuO2I/AAAAAAAAASM/Edw5bX5cz5Q/s400/P1020997.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;could you imagine kevin's face on mine??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343882344263111250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SilIrdNI0lI/AAAAAAAAASU/kb2DndxBkLI/s400/P1020994.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my possible schedule, tentative only,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;got from the day i went for the evaluation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-5145295903055786103?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5145295903055786103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5145295903055786103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-turns-must-be-enough.html' title='3 turns must be enough'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SilLalcc5uI/AAAAAAAAASc/zTsqUp1oVoY/s72-c/P1020991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-7424913328251516687</id><published>2009-05-31T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:19:42.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ssuurrbbeeii..♣♠♦♣</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'm sunk into darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;that for others, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it may seem nonsense or waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it's is just one of my sanctuary....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SiKcsOVZ2HI/AAAAAAAAASE/AIWwTyYSptI/s1600-h/untitled20.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342004391590877298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SiKcsOVZ2HI/AAAAAAAAASE/AIWwTyYSptI/s400/untitled20.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;1. Musta bakasyon mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ayos lng, wlang pinagkaiba s normal n araw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;2. Palagi ka bang umaalis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hindi ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;3. Masaya ka naman ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stoned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;4. Bakit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eh s aun eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;6. Kailan pasukan ninyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sa june 15 dw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;7. Sa tingin mo, bakit kailangan mag-aral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- para matuwa ang magulang, sila nmn ang my gusto at pera nmn nila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;8. E bakit kailangan ng tubig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- for drinking: para hnd aq madehydrate at hnd aq ngsbi s mama q ng "mama hiney hurts... &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   for other purposes:  para my pampaligo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;9. Anong gusto mo? Sports, Music o Acting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sports and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;10. Makulit ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- minsan lang, pag nag-isip bata n nmn aq...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;11. Maingay ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;12. May kaaway ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hmmmmppp.. UO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;13. Meron bang special sa araw na ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- relieved from hiney hurts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;14. Musta naman love life mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ZzeroO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;15. Sino naman bf/gf mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- zero-kun, kung kilala mo 'yon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;16. May nagalit na ba sa iyo dahil sa isang tao lang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;17. Saan ka nag-aaral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- exiting DMMC- Institute of Health Sciences, entering **** &lt;em&gt;(still confidential)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;18. Musta naman doon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ewan q... physically absent &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;19. Kaya mo pa ba mag-aral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;20. Musta mga grades mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aus lng, naipang-aasar p s mga gahaman s grades =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;21. May bagsak ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- WALA! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;22. Saan ka kumakain sa school mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sa cafeteria..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;23. Sino kasama mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- friends/classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;24. Bakit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gutom din sila &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;25. Anong subject ka natulog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- college, wla; nung highschool, lahat ng math sesion q nakakatulog aq...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;26. Nagcutting ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oo for a good reason; oo pag sobrang bored aq s klase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;27. Lagi ka ba late pumasok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hehehe.. YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;28. Sumayaw ka na ba sa school mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;29. Bakit ka sumayaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- para may grade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;30. E kanta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;31. Ang init no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- malamig ngaun. umulan ngaun eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;32. Mahilig ka ba manood ng dvd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;33. E text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;34. Internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;35. Mahilig ka bang gumimik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hnd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;36. bored ka ba ngeun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;37. anu paborito mong kanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- more to life by stacie orrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;38.anu kanta ngeun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the climb by miley cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;39. Si vic sotto ay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- may show n s channel 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;40. Si ely ng eraserheads ay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sa pupil n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;41. Gusto kong lumipad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- at matulog s ulap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;42. Gusto kong pumunta sa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Greece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;43. Gusto kong kumain ng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- spicy yumpanada.. yumyum &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;44. Gusto kong maging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;45. Gusto ko sanang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- makatapos na ng pag aaral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;46. Palagi na lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mainit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;47. Meron din akong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- asperger's syndrome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;48. It's not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- contagious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;49. Pagod na kong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- magalit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;50. Habulin mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- happiness mo! &lt;em&gt;happiness!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;51. Last, anong masasabi mo sa survey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- palipas oras ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-7424913328251516687?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7424913328251516687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7424913328251516687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/05/ssuurrbbeeii.html' title='ssuurrbbeeii..♣♠♦♣'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SiKcsOVZ2HI/AAAAAAAAASE/AIWwTyYSptI/s72-c/untitled20.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4419909947686559745</id><published>2009-05-05T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:57:43.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone A.W.O.L</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ATTENTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOG WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your girl here is on BLOG leave!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(is there anything like that??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as you noticed, there is no recent updates on this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the last posts were songs that help me reflect during the holy week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, the holy week. or more precisely, i actually stop blogging since vacation starts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not stressed nor in the mood to blog about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I haven't gone anywhere. every night till the break of dawn i'm infront of my computer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just to keep up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here is my daily routine. &lt;em&gt;(exaclty! routine on vacation days) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;everynight (sometimes in day) of every week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in front of computer, into inet surfing, intruding other blogs, killing boredom by watching on-line asian dramas, chatting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday.tuesday,thursday,friday (either 7:30 am or 6:30 pm) :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go to the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fitness gym&lt;/span&gt;, i generally do &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;taebo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other days or other time:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i am fixing my self and all that jazz to transfer school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes baby, I'm transferring &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; wooh hoo! (i should have blog about this thingy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLEEPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is my hobby! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TOO LAZY BUMBUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tried to join the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AKO MISMO&lt;/span&gt; advocacy campaign, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i first heard it on GAME KNB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when its host edu manzano plugged about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right now i'm still waiting for the confirmation e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-4419909947686559745?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4419909947686559745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4419909947686559745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/05/gone-awol.html' title='Gone A.W.O.L'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4286900225938788905</id><published>2009-04-13T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:11:09.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet and serene....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;holy week...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;april 5-12, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or Lenten season...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a week devoted by Roman Catholic for the salvation of mankind by its Savior....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its color is violet, signifies the Lent by the Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time of prayers and reflections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a time for oneself to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is the time of the year that a part of me is very lonely, though i do not have any reasons to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is the time of the year that i always feel a mistake in me... a wrongly things done but not committed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is a time of the year when i feel there will always be hope of light for tommorrow, even i have nothing to look forward to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is a time of the year that i always feel i don't have any rights to smile even when i have to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is the time of the year that i always feel that people around me are fools in their own way for celebrating it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is the time of the year that i always question my self, "why am i being so fool not to feel this but i always think of this???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is the time of the year that i feel that i am nothing compared to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is the time of the year that i can't joke about but i don't know why? but still, i did once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's not violet, &lt;em&gt;it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt;, for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time of confusion, &lt;em&gt;i never prayed or reflect on things but i always have a feeling that i am talking to Him always, that i know what i did wrong and right...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time of crying to Him, &lt;em&gt;i really don't know why, but i am sad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Palm Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, i didn't attend mass, but my &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; did.  she went solo.  she actually attended the 6 a.m mass.  way too early for me.  she did wake me up but not ot join her but to transfer bed to accompany my 18 months old cousin that is staying with us this summer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;around 7 a.m, mom was not yet home, but &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt; woke up already...  &lt;em&gt;(i'm sensing trouble OK?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(in babyish way of talking).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good morning!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tita?? (face about to cry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lis jan! (go away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;dun k labas! (there! outside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carry him outside&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then mom came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quiet day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Grandma&lt;/span&gt; came to fetch up &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt; so he can stay with his parents the rest of the holy week.  &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt; ended up going with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;movie marathon with mom, watch &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;harry potter&lt;/span&gt; movies from 1 - 5!  for real!!!  then evening came, i tend to watch the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pirates of the carribean&lt;/span&gt;.  finished the first installment but cut short the second one.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maundy Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;continued the movie marathon.  watched the rest of the 2nd pirate movie then move on with the third...  mom went to Kuya jessie to borrow more movies.  next in lines were &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the negotiator&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;men in black&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;men in black ii&lt;/span&gt;.  we actually didn't care that those movies were old and watched them over a hundred times already... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and guess what???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i saw a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shooting star&lt;/span&gt; around 6:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woke up late.  ate late breakfast... mom and aunts were outside chatting...  i ended up getting their blood pressure...  ate yums, mom cooked coco jam to bribed me so that no lunch!!!! moms...  evening came, we ate dinner at the hut together with aunts and cousins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i actually slept whole day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/8161523731881335323-4286900225938788905?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4286900225938788905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4286900225938788905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-and-serene.html' title='sweet and serene....'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4203228922232404476</id><published>2009-04-11T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:34:40.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the warrior is a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-QSVSEzdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/aVS_yQbTg74/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323131929200217554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-QSVSEzdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/aVS_yQbTg74/s400/untitled9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lately I've been winning battles left and right &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But even winners can get wounded in the fight &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People say that I'm amazing, strong beyond my years &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But they don't see inside of me, I'm hiding all the tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They don't know that I go running home when I fall down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They don't know who picks me up when no one is around &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I drop my sword and cry for just a while &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep inside this armour - the warrior is a child.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unafraid because His armour is the best &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People say that I'm amazing - never face retreat &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But they don't see the enemies that lay me at His feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They don't know that I go running home when I fall down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They don't know who picks me up when no one is around &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I drop my sword and look up for a smile &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause deep inside this armour...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep inside this armour... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep inside this armour... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The warrior is a child.&lt;/strong&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/8161523731881335323-4203228922232404476?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4203228922232404476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4203228922232404476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/warrior-is-child.html' title='the warrior is a child'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-QSVSEzdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/aVS_yQbTg74/s72-c/untitled9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-6384125696662701129</id><published>2009-04-11T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:16:45.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell the world of His love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-Lq40ZbAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j8C9fKswiTw/s1600-h/untitled8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323126853498137602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-Lq40ZbAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j8C9fKswiTw/s400/untitled8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;For God so loved the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;He gave us His only Son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jesus Christ our Savior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;His most precious one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;He has sent us His message of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And sends those who hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To bring the message to everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In a voice loud and clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Let us tell the world of His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The greatest love the world has known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Search the world for those who have walked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Astray and lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fill the world's darkest corners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;With His light from up above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Walk every step, Every mile, Every road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And tell the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tell the world of His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(Tell the world of His love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(Tell the world of His love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Our Lord our savior our king &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Emmanuelle prince of peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Begotten of the Father's love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Born to set us free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Let heaven and earth sing His phrases &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;His righteousness proclaim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Let every heart rejoice in His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And magnify His name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Let us tell the world of His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The greatest love the world has known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Search the world for those who have walked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Astray and lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fill the world's darkest corners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;With His light from up above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Walk every step, Every mile, Every road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And tell the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tell the world of His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(Tell the world of His love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Let us tell the world of His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The greatest love the world has known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Search the world for those who have walked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Astray and lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fill the world's darkest corners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;With His light from up above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Walk every step, Every mile, Every road And tell the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tell the world of His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(Tell the world of His love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tell the world of His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-6384125696662701129?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6384125696662701129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6384125696662701129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/tell-world-of-his-love.html' title='tell the world of His love'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-Lq40ZbAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j8C9fKswiTw/s72-c/untitled8.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2268926915279239709</id><published>2009-04-11T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:03:08.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heal our land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-IrfKTMHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IIqmdsnGdFM/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323123565255667826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-IrfKTMHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IIqmdsnGdFM/s400/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If my people will humble themselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Humble themselves and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If they seek my face and humble themselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And turn from their wicked ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;REFRAIN 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I will hear from heaven and forgive their sins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I will hear from heaven and heal their land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CHORUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lord, heal our land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Father, heal our land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hear our cry and turn our nation back to You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lord, heal our land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hear us oh, Lord, and heal our land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Forgive our sin and heal our broken land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lord, we vow our knee, we humble ourselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Humble ourselves and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lord, we seek your face and humble ourselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And turn from my wicked ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;REFRAIN 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Father in Your mercy, forgive our sins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Father in Your mercy, come heal our land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[Repeat CHORUS twice] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CODA (Lord, heal our land Father, heal our land) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hear our cry and heal our broken land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-2268926915279239709?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2268926915279239709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2268926915279239709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/heal-our-land.html' title='heal our land'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-IrfKTMHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IIqmdsnGdFM/s72-c/untitled7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3374149916931276080</id><published>2009-04-11T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:53:46.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-GuuAXAlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/d3ouvccD3MI/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323121421756858962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-GuuAXAlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/d3ouvccD3MI/s400/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lord I come to you&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart be changed,renewed&lt;br /&gt;Flowing from the grace&lt;br /&gt;That I found in You.&lt;br /&gt;And Lord Ive come to know&lt;br /&gt;The weaknesses I see in me&lt;br /&gt;Will be stripped away&lt;br /&gt;By the power of Your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hold me close&lt;br /&gt;Let Your love surround me&lt;br /&gt;Bring me near&lt;br /&gt;Draw me to Your side.&lt;br /&gt;And as I wait&lt;br /&gt;Ill rise up like the eagle&lt;br /&gt;And I will soar with you&lt;br /&gt;Your Spirit leads me on&lt;br /&gt;In the power of Your love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lord unveil my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Let me see You face to face&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge of Your love&lt;br /&gt;As You live in me.&lt;br /&gt;Lord renew my mind&lt;br /&gt;As Your will unfolds in my life&lt;br /&gt;In living every day&lt;br /&gt;In the power of Your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close&lt;br /&gt;Let Your love surround me&lt;br /&gt;Bring me near&lt;br /&gt;Draw me to Your side.&lt;br /&gt;And as I wait&lt;br /&gt;Ill rise up like the eagle&lt;br /&gt;And I will soar with you&lt;br /&gt;Your Spirit leads me on&lt;br /&gt;In the power of Your love..&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/8161523731881335323-3374149916931276080?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3374149916931276080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3374149916931276080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-lord-i-come-to-you-let-my-heart-be.html' title=''/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-GuuAXAlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/d3ouvccD3MI/s72-c/untitled6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-7651054894915902584</id><published>2009-04-11T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:29:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see You Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-APlPKrJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7pDXS55pwY4/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323114289757334674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-APlPKrJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7pDXS55pwY4/s400/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so blessed my Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all the lovely things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So fine and true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you in the beauty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of the flowers and the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you between the lines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of a sweet refrain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so blessed my Lord &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I'm lonely and in pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you in the beauty of the stars at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In sorrow and in happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you in the glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of sweet success&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every hour, everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so blessed my Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the smile of a baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet and true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you in the eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of my very best friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you in these bonds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like your love that never ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In sorrow and in happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you in the glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of sweet success&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every hour, everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In sorrow and in happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you in the glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of sweet success&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every hour, everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I pray...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see you Lord...&lt;/em&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/8161523731881335323-7651054894915902584?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7651054894915902584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7651054894915902584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-see-you-lord.html' title='i see You Lord'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd-APlPKrJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7pDXS55pwY4/s72-c/untitled4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5097304730572332768</id><published>2009-04-11T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:04:20.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd96yBAQ1eI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QiIDNbPu_dU/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323108284256802274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd96yBAQ1eI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QiIDNbPu_dU/s400/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Refrain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If there’s one more gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I’d ask of you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lord it would be peace here on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;as gentle as your children’s laughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All around, all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your people have grown weary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Of living in confusion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When will we realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That neither heaven is at peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When we will live not in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Refrain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Grant me serenity within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For the confusions around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Are mere reflections..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Of what’s within..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What’s within in me?(Refrain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-5097304730572332768?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5097304730572332768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5097304730572332768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-gift.html' title='one more gift'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd96yBAQ1eI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QiIDNbPu_dU/s72-c/untitled3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-1002802664845110654</id><published>2009-04-10T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:48:45.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead me Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd91LeUsoAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2TDsPVxxumk/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323102124554100738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd91LeUsoAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2TDsPVxxumk/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd9tc0sbeqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NsZ0havpg-o/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me by the hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And make me face the rising sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Comfort me through all the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;That life may bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There’s no other hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;That I can lean upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Walk by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Walk by me across&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The lonely road that I may face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Take my arms and let your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Show me the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Show the way to live inside your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All my days, all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;[refrain]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You are my light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You’re the lamb upon my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All the time my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I need You there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You are my light I (just) cannot live alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Let me stay by Your guiding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All through my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Even though at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I’d rather go alone my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Help me take the right direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Take Your road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And never leave my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All my days, All my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;[refrain 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You are my light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You’re the lamb upon my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All the time my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I need You there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You are my light I (just) cannot live alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Let me stay by Your guiding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All through my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All through my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me, O Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lead me Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-1002802664845110654?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1002802664845110654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1002802664845110654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/04/lead-me-lord.html' title='Lead me Lord'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sd91LeUsoAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2TDsPVxxumk/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3410734623752951979</id><published>2009-03-28T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:39:08.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intrams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sc4oHqHyBZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YqBU_MmG2vY/s1600-h/rew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318232322002257298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sc4oHqHyBZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YqBU_MmG2vY/s400/rew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2nd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sc4nzz-cy6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/r19wHVh_1SA/s1600-h/werjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318231981050088354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sc4nzz-cy6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/r19wHVh_1SA/s320/werjpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/8161523731881335323-3410734623752951979?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3410734623752951979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3410734623752951979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/03/intrams.html' title='intrams!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sc4oHqHyBZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YqBU_MmG2vY/s72-c/rew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2593314457420015855</id><published>2009-03-13T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:39:42.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;All ! wanted just spun right past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;While ! was rooted fast to the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;! could be stuck here for a thousand years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Without your arms to drag me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was just last night when i clearly noticed that it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friday the 13th today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Com'on, what's the big deal?  People keep telling it is &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;unlucky day&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;em&gt;Superstitions&lt;/em&gt;!  Honestly, I &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; believe in superstions &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;if it tells to bring good ones or lucky ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but am &lt;strong&gt;not really into it&lt;/strong&gt;.  And if it brings bad lucks, I surely not believing it and I don't plan to either! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday, boring as time past on me.  Actually, I have a class. Health Economics.  But I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ditched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it!  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! I've been ditching my classes for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a row now.  Imagined it! Right after the fieldtrip, I haven't back to school.  Due to standard issues of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I-don't-want-to-see-those-stupid-classmates'-faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  And my mom knows it. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The usual routine of no class happenned. &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eat. Sleep. iNet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well, yesterday, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; made a stop at my place before going home to their respective places from school.  They picked up my assignment in Health Eco. that they passed today.  They did'nt linger like the usuals.  But before they went home, they gave me this pin saying "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not emo, I'm just in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sbpu9uoaUKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6J43kRyHe80/s1600-h/P1020652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312680717205524642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sbpu9uoaUKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6J43kRyHe80/s320/P1020652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tnx a lot guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's your description, right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, it's yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tnx. =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's not really a big deal, but, somewhat somehow it's been a big deal! Last year, but not so last year because it's in this second sem.  Just because I had &lt;strong&gt;bangs&lt;/strong&gt;, this teacher of mine started to call me &lt;em&gt;emo&lt;/em&gt;!  I got bangs just for a change from the boring clean layers I always got from &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lovely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I planned of having it because it is ordinary, it is still in the flow.  I planned to changed because it's a new sem.  After the emo thing, it gradually changed into "ADDICT!" .  I know it is a joke, but always??? hmmh... The thing is, it was not ADDICT, it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ADIK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!, like your pointing on a real user of illegal drugs.  I already let it passed.  Because now, all teachers probably hate me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry, got bored. not tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-2593314457420015855?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2593314457420015855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2593314457420015855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sbpu9uoaUKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6J43kRyHe80/s72-c/P1020652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-9168946365063203042</id><published>2009-03-02T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:48:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anong gagawin mo kapag?</title><content type='html'>ANONG GAGAWIN MO KAPAG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. may lumapit sa'yo at nagpa-autograph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;--piprma! ciempre artista n tingin sau!!! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. bigla kang hinalikan ng close/best friend mong opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--ok lng... tatawa... may magseselos eh... wahehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. binigyan ka ng nanay mo ng 100php at sinabing umalis ka na at mabuhay ka na magisa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--hihingi ng dagdag! kulng ang 100 noh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. pinuntahan ka ng crush mo sa bahay mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--kilig to the max! ligawan n!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. dinare kang magyosi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--nong kapalit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. nalaman mong 1month ka na lang pwedeng mabuhay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--pupuntahan q c ___ at hahalikan cia... solved n!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. binackstab ka ng kaibigan mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--what comes around goes around. it's called karma baby. =.=&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;naunahan q n cia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. inalok ka ng GMA7 para sa isang commercial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--basta b kaexsena q c Chris Tiu at Ginebra, bkt hind? =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. hinabol ka ng aso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--SCREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. natawagan ka ng isang favorite celebrity mo by accident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--0.0 faint! then Scream! woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. sumemplang ka sa harap ng crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--faint! para buhatin nia q!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. nagkagusto ka sa crush ng friend mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;--cnbi q s kny nung wala n ciang crush para dun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-9168946365063203042?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/9168946365063203042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/9168946365063203042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/03/anong-gagawin-mo-kapag.html' title='anong gagawin mo kapag?'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-7603276197888869238</id><published>2009-03-02T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:47:35.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suveys from friendster bulletin or should i say tagged??</title><content type='html'>1. do you hate being alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--in my room? hell no! ; in school and other places Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. do you know anyone named Chris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ever kissed anyone with a name starting with D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. do you have a look alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yup! c Brenda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what color are the walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--reddish-purple for the body, orange at the bottom, yellow boarders at top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. are you named after a grandparent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--in what degree? I do sleep a lot, but I can wake up easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. who did you last hug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what's a sure way for someone to catch your attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--magpaawa effect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. do you find it easier to forgive or forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--forgive... lambutin aq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. give me a lyric from the song you're listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--now you're all in my grill, 'coz i say what i feel, don't be a phunk phunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. last person you received a message from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--Khristine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes but i hate it when i'm admitting it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. what made you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--silly things that kenneth made earlier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--bloging?? obviously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. what did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--sleeping the whole day! still tired from fieldtrip and from the stupidity of a classmate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. what's the first thing you would do with a million dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--budget, keep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. how many hours did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--3 to 4 hours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. who was the last person you had a sleep over with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. who was the last person that creeped you out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--day care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. do you like your school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--hell no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. what jewelry are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. anything fun happened today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--as of now?, nothing funny happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. anything bad happened today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--i would'nt call it bad, just hmm. badtrip on some stupidity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. are you mad at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--inis lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. what's the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--mcdo take outs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. have you cried today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. do you think that someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes! she probably talk her anger out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. do you have shoes on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. what's the closest thing to you that is pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--my finger and toe nails and my slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. do you get annoyed easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. what are you going to do this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--plan to participate in intrams, rest??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. are you good at saving money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--no! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. what should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. do you have a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--nope... i had once, but only henna, last last summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. what are you missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. is there a secret you've never told your bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. have you ever told anyone you hated them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--yes, but i really didn't mean it, and now they misconceptualized it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. have you ever changed your clothes in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. what will you do in 2010?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--cry! tanda q n!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. what makes you happy at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;--chris tiu's you tube...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-7603276197888869238?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7603276197888869238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7603276197888869238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/03/suveys-from-friendster-bulletin-or.html' title='suveys from friendster bulletin or should i say tagged??'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3494129554541590441</id><published>2009-03-01T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:10:07.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>word war</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PUTANG INA NYONG LAHAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;KAINIS KAYO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PAGUMPUGIN KO KAYO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PUTIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LINTIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BWISET! BWISET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;KAINIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;wAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&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/8161523731881335323-3494129554541590441?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3494129554541590441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3494129554541590441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/03/word-war.html' title='word war'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2846408199854910538</id><published>2009-03-01T21:48:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:26:15.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xtr ordnry eductinl fld trip!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; Feb. 28, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was our educational field trip, entitled "&lt;strong&gt;DMMC-IHS on Tour&lt;/strong&gt;" in &lt;em&gt;Bulacan&lt;/em&gt;.  Well, it was not like any other boring field trip because this one has hiking activity, against from the boring historical and museums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woke up 2:30 am, took bath and all that rituals going out... No breakfast yet! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to school with Sheila at exactly 4 am, surprisingly we were one of the first students came.  Got on numbered 2 bus, consisting all the 1st year students, irregulars, bio-med students and some staff.  I actually reserved seats for the &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;PT&lt;/span&gt;s but they were late! All other students wanted to take those seats, and on my dismay I gave them away! Then, I don't know if it is fortunately or unfortunately, the accounting staff announce that all paid students will go down the bus! It was due to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jammed pack&lt;/span&gt; population of the students joining the trip.  They said that they will prioritized first those who already paid to have a seat than others who presented promissory note.  Others were forced to pay, like Sheila, &lt;em&gt;(tawagin b nmn nme mo s mike n nkasigaw p! hnd k kya mphiya nun)&lt;/em&gt;.  After all that jazz, we were still on the same seat but jammed pack, those in the middle seat were said to be transferred in another bus waiting in Sucat. the normal number in a row is five, but in Allen's row, they were &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;! Namely Claire, Tin, Allen, Ange, Nieeveh and Sheena, while me and Sheila were seating comfortably! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus took off around 6 am! very late from the said 5:15 departure time.  Along the way, our tour guide explain those landmarks we passed by.  He even gave a little ice breaker, which was very childish indeed, but we all participated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First stop, the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Barasoain church&lt;/span&gt;.  Arrived at around 8 - 9 am.. went to museum and bla bla bla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second stop, the &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;home for the aged&lt;/span&gt;. Where we were able to had some chit-chats with the elderly confined in this &lt;em&gt;pitiful place&lt;/em&gt;! Yes. It is pitiful place!  Your here all alone with other elderly any volunteers but no relatives! Heart breaker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sheila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nakakadurog ng puso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ah ah! ayoko nito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ako din&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pagtanda mo iiwanan ka dito. aba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sheila&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ate tingnan mo, para rin palng c tatay oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elderly scratching his tighs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Third stop, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ocampos house of Sweets&lt;/span&gt;! BUt it was a long long travel from the church to this house of sweets. It felt like from other &lt;strong&gt;boarder to another boarder&lt;/strong&gt; of Bulacan Province. Most of us ate junk foods.  Arriving here, we thought of lunch time but hell no! we were supposed to eat at Biak na Bato which is another 30 mins travel and it was already 1 pm!  Most of our bus mates were hallucinating due to starving!  some were playing with them selves.  the most stupid part ws our stomach denied all those junk foods and demanded on rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"may food ka pa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"eto lang"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"ah ah! chichiria n nmn?! ayoko n nyan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Biak na Bato! Biak na Tyan ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sir Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;one more kilometer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;siguraduhin nio lang n mganda yan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then we arrived at biak na bato! School mates ate their lunch.  Sheila and I went on our Subo system. Others went on changing clothes.  We also bought new pairs of flip flops for the hiking.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The bus took us for another ride to the entrance to the cave.  it was very rocky road!  some went stumbling.  Bus 1 and Bus 2 along with bus 3 were separated so that we can be manageable.  We went inside the cave.  crawling and creeping in the dark.  if you really wanted light, just shout "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TANGLAW&lt;/span&gt;" then the tour guide will lend you a light.  Luckily, Claire and Allen brought their own flash light that our group used.  There were also a time when you need to duck lower or climb stiff elevation or squeezed your self thru a hole.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After those walks, went to the river and clean our selves up.  Some just put their feet on and some really take a plunge in the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After Bulacan, the side trip to a mall before going home took place.  We thought it will be MOA again but this time we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Trinoma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  A very fascinating mall who have money for running water! Eye swear, this mall have no consideration on saving water, there is water along the stairs, every corner there is a fountain, on the side there is a little canal... everywhere you turned you can see water.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wait at the parking lot for others then went home! We reached home around 11 pm, that was for those who reside at the Sto. Tomas town proper, but some of our classmates were from Talisay, Malvar, Laurel! hell no!&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; 0.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;although, I was still able to take a bath but can no longer wait for hair to dry, went to sleep with wet hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time for pictures!  here are some of the pictures taken during th entire trip! moi, claire, joel and ange brought our own camera, tus decided to share pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308226460220079090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Saqb12S_O_I/AAAAAAAAANk/aTT8cnnO8zo/s320/1_964724695l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; 1st pic of d day w/ sheila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308229168504493314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqeTfcT1QI/AAAAAAAAAOU/TreCh9ibpT8/s320/1_695393235l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308229609768073202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqetLRvt_I/AAAAAAAAAOk/4iuse8B_umg/s320/P1020437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308224760050843682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqaS4rDgCI/AAAAAAAAANM/KxzO-EY9AxU/s320/P1020444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at the side of Barasoain church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqefQyHnYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6YQhbF_MXQQ/s1600-h/1_702116817l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308229370727865730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqefQyHnYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6YQhbF_MXQQ/s320/1_702116817l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ange, jay, sheila, moi, allen, joel, nieeveh, tin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't worry about claire...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308985030740054594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sa1NwdsgkkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JXw8rj347mY/s320/untitled22.bmp" border="0" /&gt; ms. photographer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308224047710252546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqZpa_0rgI/AAAAAAAAANE/dD3jIEGahm8/s320/P1020448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dis is really a funny shot... noticed that sheila and i changed into shorts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308222739972792034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqYdTS6nuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/MNCm99pvZAA/s320/P1020451.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; back at the bus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of the lessons that I learned long long time ago, when having a trip with friends, don't fall a sleep or else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308226223416412898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqboEImCuI/AAAAAAAAANc/78hM-4oVnys/s320/P1020434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Saqa4XCGNcI/AAAAAAAAANU/EmN7Re3OfYQ/s1600-h/P1020431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308225403855713730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Saqa4XCGNcI/AAAAAAAAANU/EmN7Re3OfYQ/s320/P1020431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;kala ko hndi nio aq wawalanghiyain, kaya pal tahimik kau, nawlnghiya nio n q!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqYFzjftbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/UDtMBLxBAzA/s1600-h/P1020456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308222336315405746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqYFzjftbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/UDtMBLxBAzA/s320/P1020456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first cave, called &lt;em&gt;tanggapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqXjaFXcmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eUBIqxftwuQ/s1600-h/P1020459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308221745362596450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqXjaFXcmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eUBIqxftwuQ/s320/P1020459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqXRFUKcWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/O0wX6RSouEk/s1600-h/P1020463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308221430549868898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqXRFUKcWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/O0wX6RSouEk/s320/P1020463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqW6CAfLUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-Ia6mqfPUVQ/s1600-h/P1020467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308221034525044034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqW6CAfLUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-Ia6mqfPUVQ/s320/P1020467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308228427319819170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqdoWUHO6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/uOHbwHGjagM/s320/1_119776604l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308227856695100546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqdHIklBII/AAAAAAAAAN0/zDCU7ltp_LU/s320/1_797272204l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out from 2nd cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308228621623686626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqdzqJw9eI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LiZYLpN1HCk/s320/1_461095347l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;already exhausted feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308227140030504242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqcdaybHTI/AAAAAAAAANs/6r8HcqsizeA/s320/1_946497164l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way to third cave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time, mr. joel went with his brilliant idea, he will run ahead of us then will take our picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308228125015442786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqdWwJIhWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-Ic4CXbBa_Y/s320/1_679873388l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he run fast, we pose as fast as we can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308980181180264514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sa1JWLrWsEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sR2uXKaPey8/s320/untitled17.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not good at running down.. T.T can you still see me at the back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308981196549471122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sa1KRSOPO5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/29S6S5hML7w/s320/untitled19.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol... i'm at front &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308982146091367890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sa1LIjiqvdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/m_ot0AKX61s/s320/untitled20.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it should also be as fast as it can get... there are still pipz behind us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308983118110064610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sa1MBIl-_-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/D1CNnI3RBoY/s320/untitled21.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures were most taken by joel and claire. right after the 1st cave, i didn't took out my cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring at trinoma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqWnj3ClgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jy9E5La5y-Y/s1600-h/P1020475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308220717194712578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqWnj3ClgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jy9E5La5y-Y/s320/P1020475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqWMBiTS9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/ETR5Mu_cAwg/s1600-h/P1020476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308220244124453842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqWMBiTS9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/ETR5Mu_cAwg/s320/P1020476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parking lot waiting for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqVpnkwtVI/AAAAAAAAAME/v5wfSbkDaaI/s1600-h/P1020481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308219653039895890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqVpnkwtVI/AAAAAAAAAME/v5wfSbkDaaI/s320/P1020481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqVTHZAgnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qNqmV531x4c/s1600-h/P1020489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308219266443543154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqVTHZAgnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qNqmV531x4c/s320/P1020489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqVD4htbJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JhNt82-eSRw/s1600-h/P1020494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308219004755471506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqVD4htbJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JhNt82-eSRw/s320/P1020494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqU2NbHDkI/AAAAAAAAALs/woiVyCXQ7UA/s1600-h/P1020495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308218769846767170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqU2NbHDkI/AAAAAAAAALs/woiVyCXQ7UA/s320/P1020495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;moi, sheila, jay, ange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqUgJ_oU1I/AAAAAAAAALk/tCLIwYcTJs8/s1600-h/P1020496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308218390969078610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqUgJ_oU1I/AAAAAAAAALk/tCLIwYcTJs8/s320/P1020496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqUQUboXMI/AAAAAAAAALc/k6NoIX51UKY/s1600-h/P1020499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308218118892969154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqUQUboXMI/AAAAAAAAALc/k6NoIX51UKY/s320/P1020499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid by sheila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqUAmZIb5I/AAAAAAAAALU/ijYqhrHOunI/s1600-h/P1020500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308217848836419474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqUAmZIb5I/AAAAAAAAALU/ijYqhrHOunI/s320/P1020500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTz7Uc8AI/AAAAAAAAALM/zGWxFphXZ04/s1600-h/P1020503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308217631115636738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTz7Uc8AI/AAAAAAAAALM/zGWxFphXZ04/s320/P1020503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; notice this 3 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTms63GlI/AAAAAAAAALE/94sCA6buMOQ/s1600-h/P1020506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308217403911903826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTms63GlI/AAAAAAAAALE/94sCA6buMOQ/s320/P1020506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the lovey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTaGwSotI/AAAAAAAAAK8/umW_xFgsHqk/s1600-h/P1020507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308217187508593362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTaGwSotI/AAAAAAAAAK8/umW_xFgsHqk/s320/P1020507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sheila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTIX4D-_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ifi8z6cr1A0/s1600-h/P1020508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216882866945010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqTIX4D-_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ifi8z6cr1A0/s320/P1020508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sir louie, sheila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqS77cOztI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kGeZP7lNXRw/s1600-h/P1020510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216669075590866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqS77cOztI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kGeZP7lNXRw/s320/P1020510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheila, sir louie, biomed student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216408125782786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaqSsvU8uwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rdMtStWxQ-M/s320/P1020511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last photo of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course! the one who does it all to avoid the PT students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308954870099870450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Sa0yU4jiAvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/r6BEmPnUbVs/s320/P1020452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8161523731881335323-2846408199854910538?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2846408199854910538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2846408199854910538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/03/xtr-ordnry-eductinl-fld-trip.html' title='xtr ordnry eductinl fld trip!!!!!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/Saqb12S_O_I/AAAAAAAAANk/aTT8cnnO8zo/s72-c/1_964724695l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3905681267042951002</id><published>2009-02-21T23:19:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:55:09.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GINEBRA KINGS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305646395233865922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaFxSTO_EMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/QwA5e11G5Qo/s320/ginebra004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305643247704191202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaFubFxbsOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/b9XnetWAC4Y/s400/ginebra008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305644756168980274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaFvy5PdtzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/H_8zVSj7rzw/s320/ginebra009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306017591094935202" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaLMB9jVTkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_9ntg2beXus/s320/ginebra030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306029457023561234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaLNrbml7hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dXDIm_lT-Do/s320/ginebra054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306743297467498258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaVW6ae8PxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xC3cuhstHYY/s320/ginebra057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306751454148458850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaVeVMfOeWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/w_vmC4ozcBM/s320/ginebra069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306753596678106274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaVgR6CGbKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/QUIq91SMo9A/s320/ginebra086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306755763605220946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaViQCdyLlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Ql4xH-TyEnw/s320/ginebra111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306757133461846114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaVjfxlDeGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yn4EgLlGogE/s320/ginebra115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306760002694804738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaVmGyTf9QI/AAAAAAAAAKc/o2hXBvfJ-Qs/s320/ginebra118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8161523731881335323-3905681267042951002?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3905681267042951002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3905681267042951002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/02/ginebra-kings.html' title='GINEBRA KINGS!!!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SaFxSTO_EMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/QwA5e11G5Qo/s72-c/ginebra004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-6878345494158447647</id><published>2009-02-05T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:35:08.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living and kicking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY-29J3UsXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1y5RvkT4Kuw/s1600-h/untitled11.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY-1TbF57PI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4bPSDvI9qVo/s1600-h/untitled10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300654631733030130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY-1TbF57PI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4bPSDvI9qVo/s400/untitled10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;February 5! Yay! It's my mom's birthday! Happy Birthday mama! I Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wait, wait! It's not only my mom's birthday. It is also Geriza's birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's so sweet and bubbly girl. No wonder why everyone loved her company. You'll never get bored when she's around. Obviously, I went on reminiscing my days with her, mostly on highschool days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Start off. I've known her for almost 14 years! She was my classmate in kindergarten. My service-mate for 3 years. My schoolmate for 6 years in my entire elementary days. For those days, I mean years, we did not really talk and hang-out with each other because we're in different section. Even though were not classmates for 6 years and no longer service-mate, we did not snob one another when we crossed paths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Highschool days came. Of Course, new school new faces. When I lined in on our section, I actually felt so graet to learned that I have someones whom I already know. They were Geriza and Rhona. Geriza was the one who made me be comfortable in my new class. She's my first seatmate and friend in highschool. Together with Rhona, the three of us stick together like glue. We looked for each other, had recess together (we even had same kind of food), moments of laughter, we even went to same club, share gossips. Since we both have the same way home, we were always went went home together, even Rhona will walk with us and will take a jeepney ride in front of our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was not only a merely same routine everyday. For everyday, they will be new things to do. When she told us whose her crush, we went like super spies. We followed him all through out the day, giving reports to her. She told us what happened, like she saw him accompanied by a girl, and we also looked after that girl and tried to find her flaws. Then we learned that they were just friends and nothing in particular. One time, when town fiesta was near, and there were also "acedera" or stalls of goods along the road, we saw her crush buy an item, then after he left, we also went to stall and she bought the same item happily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was still innocent and childish specially on first year and it was Geriza who not literally taught me but showed me the "proper ways" in highschool and no longer act like elementary (although most of the times I still do) so that I would not look like a jerk. There were times that we became seatmate and mind you, even in the middle of the class we were talking stories of one another. But most of the times she do the talking and I do the listening, that may be the reason why we click with each other. 'cause until now, she still talks a lot and I still like to just listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Geriza loves performing specially dancing. On our Christmas party in first year, she came with those loud pants that kept everyone looking at her, she also bought the tape of Sexbomb (which was so hot that time). When it played, she went dancing in the middle of the room with the exact dance steps of Sexbomb, when she noticed that they were many classmates dancing with her, she quited. Saying she no longer like the poeple dancing with her. But she didn't stop the music. The two of us were even partnered to lead our group which came out the best. For every school contest throughout highschool, she joined them except for the singing contest, but she joined all the choral contest. For many number of times she joined the contest it is equalled to my zero participation. I just enjoyed watching my friends perfoem and she is one of them. Even she hated one some of her groupmates she still participated wholeheartingly, setting aside the grudge for the sake of performance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After Highschool. There was a large gap for communication. Even though her house is a 5 minutes walk from mine. That's because we lost each other's contact numbers. Last Christmas season, we went Simbang gabi together and talk, tlak, talk. On the way to church and home, we had endless stories about our college life, her boys and all that jazz. It was nice to see an old friend after years of no communication. She's still the same energetic girl from highschool, talking non stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Part of friendship is the "advice-giving". Surely,Geriza give me proper advice and comments when I needed to. She even gave me instructions, like "you should do this", "you should do that", "not this, not that". Then I will follow her. I look up to her like a big sister that I never had. I respect her opinions even at the end of it there will be a joke to laugh. On my part, I can't give her advise. I can only say "it's ok". That's because I don't know how to give her. I can't give her any of ti, because I know she is smarter than me. I don't think I can because I'm the one who look up to her. I can't go against her. AS I say I look up to her and you know that it is hard to give advice and opinion to those who are older than you or you respected most. Even I think what was on my mind would be the best for her. I can't spill it out. That's why I was surprised last time when she told me that she matters my opinion. Specially for a guy. I just grin. I don't know what to answer whenever she ask my opinion. I just cant' tell her may be the other one is better, for that guy is her ex bf. I lied to her that night. I said I didn't saw his face properly, I said that I only looked to his hair. The truth is that I saw him properly even from afar. He was not even smiling in their whole conversation. He's not that tall, not that fair skin. According to Geriza's story, he done something before to her. I don't take second rounds, and I can't tell her that she should not give the guy another chance. But Geriza was happy in her stories. How would I intercept that time that she deserve way better than that. There were still better guys out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Drink yes, drunk no. Geriza told me that she's been drinking and smoking. I was shock for that but expected it a little. I don't drink and smoke. But with this generation it is not surprisingly to know that even teenagers engaged in this activities. I tried to tell her she should not but I held back. She told me she do it moderately and she chooses the people to drink with. And I was like ok. I wanted to tell her, even it is called "happy-happy" or "there was an occasion", whenever and wherever it is, it is still not a good sight in the eyes to see a girl drink and smoke. Some guys don't like it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ang haba no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday lang nmn gustong sbihin. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-6878345494158447647?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6878345494158447647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6878345494158447647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-and-kicking.html' title='Living and kicking'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY-1TbF57PI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4bPSDvI9qVo/s72-c/untitled10.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-1055551771188562011</id><published>2009-02-02T22:43:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:15:15.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proudly pinoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYcPIW8zO9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/OZKStjeAtP0/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298220122898643922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYcPIW8zO9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/OZKStjeAtP0/s400/untitled9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Dinig mo ba ang bulong ng lahi mo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Isigaw mo kapatid, ang himig natin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Monday, got the meaning?! but for a changed, although it is still a boring day for me, I enjoyed it today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;uhmm... Proudly Pinoy?? well, yeah! i think it's better if it was "i love RIZAL" =.= Rizal class for today, to tell you the truth, my day became a completely Rizal moment, i guess?? so here's Y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Came to school, head to rm 103, and guess what? I'm not late!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;0.0&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;For the first time, i came before the proff whose known for being so punctual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; =.=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Classmates already there. I was soo stupid that i boast my WRONG assignment to them. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; I didn't bother changing it anyways. heheh... Already went chit-chatting with them. But not to all of them, they were so busy on their assignments. So only talked to Kevin and lalin and ate Madelyn. hooh. It was so nice talking to those people. I told Kevin the very cheesy gossips that happened on previous weekends. not all are gossips. then our proff came in with het cool, baby-style, tweety-like hair do, close to a joke "mahangin b s labas?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then the class started. oops! sorry, i mean the roll call started. wtf?! the roll call lasted for an hour and a half for only 12 students! hahaha, really funny. lalin even bothered to assist our proff, actually, it was Lalin who finished the izzy dizzy proff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dr. medalla&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;us(students)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;adel, van peter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mam other section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after a min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adel, van peter!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mam, other section, it's from friday class!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after another min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whose this adel, van peter?! where is he? do you know him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OTHER SECtion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tell him i want to see him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mam he does't have school today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again, after another minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;adel, van peter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;she actually called this guy 10-15 times, us, with the same answer. not only him, *drum roll please* She also called my cousin Sheila for about 5 times! Claire, who got irritated, text sheila just to clarify!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it wasn't only van peter and sheila, she called the whole missing in person for both the Friday class and Monday class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cyrle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gosh! it already an hour for attendance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;learned so many for today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well, i know whose on class A and class B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then after an hour and a half! real class begun. We tackled the early education of Rizal in Clamba and Biñan. Adonna, whose a Redtech student reported chapter 3 of Rizal. it was only a short report because the chapter was really short. come to think of it, how does it lasted for a whole day?! 0.o when the clock hit 10:30, we asked for a break. funny that all of us were hungry, we ate Lunch food. after that return to class with the same chapter just went over and over again, that's why Monday is boring. After the quiz. The real lunch break. only kevin and lemuel went out. we stayed in. after an hour, the open notes typed quiz begun. don't know if there will be zeroed on those type of quizzes, sent text to kevin, have a hunch that he and lemuel won't return until the ENd of the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the quiz ended. but the proff doest even bothered to give us another things to do, except for those who did not do their homework. She asked them to do it for their sake. Claire busy doing it, while me, lalin, allen, and brenda camwhored! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299360924094580690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYscruk-R9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/3TjQASAUABg/s400/P1020157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me.brenda.lalin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299777771780792434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYyXzdOBYHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wAvEcxMIj1w/s400/P1020140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;me.brenda.allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299780922277512354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYyaq1u-RKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3A_aZfv_Op0/s400/P1020150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;candid&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299783557468054194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYydEOlW4rI/AAAAAAAAAGM/o3iSp68HdX8/s400/P1020151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dr. medalla, being so oblivious about our camwhoring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299785625444370482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYye8mZVSDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2RRcxZID8Hg/s400/P1020152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300057135607014354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2V4kkhY9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/WM0cGG8jbC4/s400/P1020153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300059417453984786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2X9ZHO_BI/AAAAAAAAAGk/A-Bdl2Kfyd8/s400/P1020158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lalin and allen with his "burnt skin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300061037135108130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2Zbq5TmCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EvqbXlV594M/s400/P1020159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300063003444691506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2bOH-CwjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fqlrmdLgi9M/s400/P1020160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;allen was so proud of his burn marks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300064026867380418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2cJshBsMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GG2-xd_10X8/s400/P1020161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he got that not because of praternities but because of his "emo" thing. He's been dump by his exgirlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300065520584803234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2dgpDAw6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/cthwGVrecmA/s400/P1020162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300066946549419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2ezpLeDVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5UycRtB6dlU/s400/P1020163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the three of us with saying we are quadruplets counting brenda as two &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300068304208828962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2gCq2smiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3U9Tsv-FRVw/s400/P1020166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super twins of mercado! (we are not blood related) but others say we are look-a-like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300069470317685042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY2hGi8tqTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VrQkIaOwdAc/s400/P1020169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Claire working on her assignment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300428126615511890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY7nTFxoI1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/xKtW68hIanE/s400/P1020170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this supposed to be a "mr. and mrs. smith" shot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300431583323002338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY7qcTA6leI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PRnZuIB75VA/s400/P1020172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;spider man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300433846562211026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY7sgCPMRNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nyRlXeVpq5I/s400/P1020174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lalin with Radtech girls, Donnalyn, Irma and Adonna, Brenda is also a Radtech student and not PT student&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;presenting to you the best shot of the day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300439003047548914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SY7xMLpGV_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/yH28SU3pwng/s400/P1020175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Allen and Dr. Medalla! +.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;there's still alot of pictures but my downloader is so slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;After this Rizal, we no longer have classes. We went home. on the way, me and Clare decided to hit the town for its stalls of "tiange". Strolling, we saw a t-shirt with an image of Rizal, saying "Proudly Pinoy" and on Rizal's chest is the letter P mimicking Superman's vest. We will buy it soon when the rest of the Rizal class knew about it.&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/8161523731881335323-1055551771188562011?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1055551771188562011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1055551771188562011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/02/proudly-pinoy.html' title='proudly pinoy'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYcPIW8zO9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/OZKStjeAtP0/s72-c/untitled9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4091110659252140764</id><published>2009-01-29T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:59:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.angel.music.baby, my sweet escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYHNuz1XKAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WpJs0Z7JW5o/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296740840836114434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYHNuz1XKAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WpJs0Z7JW5o/s400/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rich girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;[2x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I was a rich girl (na, na....)&lt;br /&gt;See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl&lt;br /&gt;No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Think what that money could bring&lt;br /&gt;I'd buy everything&lt;br /&gt;Clean out Vivienne Westwood&lt;br /&gt;In my Galliano gown&lt;br /&gt;No, wouldn't just have one hood&lt;br /&gt;A Hollywood mansion if I could&lt;br /&gt;Please book me first-class to my fancy house in London town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All the riches baby, won't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring&lt;br /&gt;All the riches baby, won't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no other baby&lt;br /&gt;Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I was rich girl (na, na...)&lt;br /&gt;See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl&lt;br /&gt;No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'd get me four Harajuku girls to (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, Angel, Music, Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and come and save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All the riches baby, won't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring&lt;br /&gt;All the riches baby, won't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no other baby&lt;br /&gt;Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Eve]&lt;br /&gt;Come together all over the world&lt;br /&gt;From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls&lt;br /&gt;What, it's all love&lt;br /&gt;What, give it up&lt;br /&gt;What (shouldn't matter 4x), what&lt;br /&gt;Come together all over the world&lt;br /&gt;From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls&lt;br /&gt;What, it's all love&lt;br /&gt;What, give it up&lt;br /&gt;What (shouldn't matter 4x)&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my life&lt;br /&gt;Turned upside down&lt;br /&gt;Chicks that blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round&lt;br /&gt;(Original track ending, mmm)&lt;br /&gt;You know you can't buy these things (no)&lt;br /&gt;See Stefani and her L.A.M.B., I rock the Fetish&lt;br /&gt;People, you know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can all keep up&lt;br /&gt;We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top&lt;br /&gt;Now we ain't gettin' nothin' but love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I was rich girl (na, na...)&lt;br /&gt;See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl&lt;br /&gt;No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;[3x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't know why, but i feel gwen stefani today, nothing new to her these days. but her songs are on my track list every time i study for exams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296743651431493986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYHQSaHhMWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/47YKrDtDTpE/s400/untitled8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flourescent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm not saying nothing you don't already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;You know you're too delicious, more than I can handle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lyin' around late at night, so luscious that I ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Baby, why'd you fall asleep? I'm still awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm in love, in love with a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My Valentine's gone and broke my wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll see in time, I feel a bit weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;You better be right, 'cause you promised me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I must have lost my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't believe you're still inside my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I nearly walked awayI didn't think we'd still be rollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dressing up in your love is a dangerous thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My sexy super lover's got a real bad sting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Baby, didn't want no trouble, this is more than I can afford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't help myself, keep coming back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;For more, can't help coming back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm in love, in love with a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My Valentine's gone and broke my wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll see in time, I feel a bit weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;You better be right, 'cause you promised me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I must have lost my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't believe you're still inside my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I nearly walked awayI didn't think we'd still be rollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And as I watch you sleep in the dim light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Another fluorescent night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yeah, you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Late night lovers kickin' in the covers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Don't need no one but you and I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cause every day is a weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Forget what we were thinkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Another sweet fluorescent night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ooh, oh, ooh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I must have lost my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't believe you're still inside my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I nearly walked awayI didn't think we'd still be rollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And as I watch you sleep in the dim light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Another fluorescent night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yeah, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-4091110659252140764?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4091110659252140764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4091110659252140764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='love.angel.music.baby, my sweet escape'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Drive down to the countryside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Get away from the gray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And frenzied hurly-burly of the city life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01-27-09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-had applied physics class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;actually, went to school earlier than usual.  i tried to find my group mates and dr. lucido for our report for the next day in health eco! we really have no time to properly prepare our report. first, we don't have copies our lesson. second, one of my group mates gone for some family matters. and third, don't really have access to other members. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lunchtime.  i found my group mates, and also dr. lucido.  got the book and photocopied the lessons. now what's left was preparing the report. then the physics class started. came late because of the health eco stealing my time.  i love physics and at the same time i hated it. my head ached for those difficult problems and the prof were giving us some hard time on tricky questions. i really did felt exhausted.  i also worried the report.  it's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fifty plus pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;got home. very tired. i tried so hard to read the report but all i did was stare on it. so i decided to sleep and continue reading next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;01-28-09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;woke up very early and very worried about the health eco report.  i actually didn't know where to start.  i read it from the top. understand slowly got the whole idea, and the problem now was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;how to present it?!&lt;/span&gt; i thought about &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;power point&lt;/span&gt;, but the time was already too short and don't have laptop to bring to school. I picked to use the traditional &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;manila paper and marker&lt;/span&gt;. but realize that for the whole group it won't be enough and also the time.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Came up with the idea of writing the important ideas and theory on paper and have it photocopied and will distribute it to the whole class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; save time and cheaper! &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;^-^&lt;/span&gt; imagine, for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours i was only preparing for the report.  then i took off to school.  came a little late. and surprised by our prof announcing that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;class is cancelled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;whooot!&lt;/em&gt; talk about the whole effort.  he said we are having&lt;em&gt; make-up class&lt;/em&gt; this coming Friday. hassle right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;went home. knock out off sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; damn! how i love to sleep !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01-29-09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yay! no school! my favorite day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watch movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;sleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it's my usual you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8161523731881335323-1266577723738099015?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1266577723738099015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1266577723738099015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-it-started-raining-gum-balls.html' title='...and it started raining gum balls!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SYEf5mWN1EI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E5W_24WXgjc/s72-c/7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-6155628809001978985</id><published>2009-01-26T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:16:33.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth, lies, and all that jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no point in telling the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if the story next day was twisted and believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if you insist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;you just become a cry wolf in the plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;trying to please strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;that you are a harmless kitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295628479412864418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SX3aC2nYhaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1goUdOUkjus/s400/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;. I hate it waking up so early on Monday morning. I have this Monday sickness you know? OK. First things first. I have Rizal class at 7:30 but the class always starts after the flag ceremony ( &lt;em&gt;one of the reasons I personally hate Monday mornings; standing for so long&lt;/em&gt;) at around 8:3o. I woke up exactly 7, did my morning rituals, rituals before go to school and all that. Leave home at 8:40, I was supposed to leave with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shiela&lt;/span&gt; but I can't wait for them any longer, so head off first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Reached school around quarter to 9 and got shocked when I entered the room. Everyone was busy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE ARE HAVING A MAJOR EXAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! *&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;0.0&lt;/span&gt;* .stones. Good thing I brought my permit and had read and remembered lessons. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt; transferred behind me (&lt;em&gt;the usual?&lt;/em&gt;). Got some answers from &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt; got some from mine yet he scored higher than me. Upset when I learned &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt; couldn't get in because she's not wearing uniform. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; I'm so excited to boast to her that &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; was in our house &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After exam, we went outside the room and straight to school cafeteria. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Cristine&lt;/span&gt; was already there. We talked about the shit that happened last &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Friday afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. God D*^n &lt;a href="mailto:F@#%$d"&gt;F@#%$d&lt;/a&gt;! The story has been already twisted and believed by some assholes! Of course, what to expect?! They will cover up for themselves. Also, that time, it seemed that mom and Shiela were already talking in the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OSA&lt;/span&gt;. Saw &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Lucido&lt;/span&gt; been called. Then &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt; came, joined our table. Then it started the story again. I was encircled by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;storytellers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Honestly, they were&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; shouting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already at me! As if I'm &lt;em&gt;deaf&lt;/em&gt; and the one who committed it. No point on explaining to them, because they obviously tried to cover up and put the innocent one on the line. Then Sheila went out of the office. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Malou &lt;/span&gt;points her out to Alvin. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alvin shocked that he didn't know her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And we &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TELL HIM MANY TIMES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that Sheila &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;also don't know him and would have no motive to put him on line.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then mom went out. I decided to join them. I learned that Sheila's name had been used. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sleep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tess came over, had a pedicure. I picked&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt; for nail polish since it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese New year&lt;/span&gt;! =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;There are so many people wearing mask today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;P.S I'm not believing Shiela just because we are cousins, I'm believing her because I know this time she's telling the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;P.S #2 I was disappointed/upset/angered a little to Ms. Smarty Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;P.S #3 I don't want to put our friendship in toll but I really don't like how you handled the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;P.S #4 It's not a threat, It's just the TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-6155628809001978985?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6155628809001978985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6155628809001978985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-brain-thinks-before-eyes-could-see.html' title='truth, lies, and all that jazz'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SX3aC2nYhaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1goUdOUkjus/s72-c/untitled6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4455953890259747477</id><published>2009-01-25T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:30:08.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>actions that linger in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Grant me serenity within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;For the confusions around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Are mere reflections..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Of what’s within..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What’s within in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXyLjGAAOGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/W9j4ewNTjrQ/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295260696903170146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXyLjGAAOGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/W9j4ewNTjrQ/s400/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but I have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;. T.T Our &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RIZAL class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are trying to cope the missed sessions by putting&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; make-up classes&lt;/span&gt; on Sundays. It's the &lt;strong&gt;OnLY&lt;/strong&gt; day that all of us are surely free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;woke up with huge guilt T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before went to bed, told to myself that I would go to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt; first before going to school. badly, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I woke up late, as in, super late for the mass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;took bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blow dry my hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sent text to classmates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;received reply:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WE Have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;no class&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't tell if disappointed or not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm already dressed and ready to go ( sayang bihis!) T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I can sleep more! (favorite) -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;helped in household chores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got sermoned by mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irritated to sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;indulge in my own world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;toooooooooooooooooo lllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaazzzzzzzzzyyyyyyyyyyyyy bumbum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8161523731881335323-4455953890259747477?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4455953890259747477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4455953890259747477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/kfjdmffjjh.html' title='actions that linger in my mind'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXyLjGAAOGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/W9j4ewNTjrQ/s72-c/untitled5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2058062933243525783</id><published>2009-01-25T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:08:12.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Once in the dream of a night I stood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lone in the light of a magical wood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;In that magical wood in the land of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294922395522031378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtX3XJZ3xI/AAAAAAAAAEc/L0IMAQUPScA/s400/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;read favorite Manga on-line, the latest chapter of Alice Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;net surfing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;read some school notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;read some last sem notes!!! T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm that &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All I did was &lt;strong&gt;day dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-2058062933243525783?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2058062933243525783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2058062933243525783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-dreaming.html' title='day dreaming'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtX3XJZ3xI/AAAAAAAAAEc/L0IMAQUPScA/s72-c/untitled4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5085617750941166864</id><published>2009-01-23T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:48:15.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01-22-2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;- i didn't have school so decided to hit the &lt;em&gt;saloon&lt;/em&gt; for a &lt;strong&gt;major hair repair&lt;/strong&gt;. My hair has been a mess for a long time.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtJ17MxOpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uid2_1mc3Cs/s1600-h/P1020090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294906977677294226" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtJ17MxOpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uid2_1mc3Cs/s400/P1020090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my hair was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that really needed to be tied up or ironed or else I'll look like a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-i reached saloon, so excited but my favorite stylist, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOvely&lt;/span&gt;, was not there. She-he have an emergency and needed to go back to his-her province in somewhere south of the country. First I was so hesitated but I decided to have a service from other stylist. They said that Lovely will be back after a week. Obviously, my &lt;strong&gt;hair cannot wait another week of suffering&lt;/strong&gt;. So I accepted the service from &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt;. I want my hair to be &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cellophane&lt;/span&gt;. But to my disappointment, I didn't like the colour Caesar used in my hair. He used &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;dark brown&lt;/span&gt;, which obviously doesn't' look much obvious! 0.o I love my &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;red wine&lt;/span&gt; colored hair that Lovely always use when I made her cellophane my hair.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294899291535097586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtC2iFqvvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1GCrO3MCrzU/s400/P1000109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my hair that LOvely managed for some 9 months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtGqYYUu3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/X1mrVvrpO_M/s1600-h/P1020131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294903480817073010" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtGqYYUu3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/X1mrVvrpO_M/s400/P1020131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtIG8nzWeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aSIwvHVzqY8/s1600-h/P1020135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294905071093635554" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtIG8nzWeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aSIwvHVzqY8/s400/P1020135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hair managed by Caesar. see? the color is gone. But shiny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -.^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtIG8nzWeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aSIwvHVzqY8/s1600-h/P1020135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;01-23-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was already dawn when I was startled by call from my cousin &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Roxy&lt;/span&gt;.  She called just to informed that they will come in our house by day together with her mom and dad.  But they will go first to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tita Vicenta's house in San Rafael&lt;/span&gt; before coming to ours.  So I waited until my mom woke up and tell her that they will come.  &lt;em&gt;Goodness!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I felt so sleepy when the sun will ready to shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;overwhelmed by insomnia for two days and two nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;whoo&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I slept for incredible 5 hours!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STILL NOT ENOUGH&lt;/strong&gt;! ugh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Afternoon when the expected guests came.  My &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ninong&lt;/span&gt;, Ate Roxy's dad went straight to San Roque for some change oil, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ninang&lt;/span&gt;, Ate Roxy's mom, together with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tita Vicenta&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ate Aileen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jaja&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ghim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Andrei&lt;/span&gt; stayed in our house. Ate Roxy who called me didn't show up, because she was still sleeping. They had some &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;merienda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  My aunts and mom had some &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chit-chats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Me and Ate Aileen looked after the three little kiddos!  I became a nanny for hours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Outside our house there is a nipa hut.  My cousin Sheila invited our schoolmates in college to come and have some drinks.  Well, the freshy of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PT&lt;/span&gt; got seriously drunk!  Some of the invited were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;RadTech&lt;/span&gt; and mostly &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nursing&lt;/span&gt; students.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was already 5 in the afternoon when our visitors went home.  After they gone.  My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that were invited by Shiela went in our house.  They watched &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;T.V&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;accidentally slipped that they still have class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  So even drunk they head back to school.  Sheila, for no reason, went again to school.  Coming back home &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, looking for my mom, telling her that she is &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;needed to come to school tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; with Sheila to clear some issues.  I was surprised seeing Sheila crying, accompanied by our schoolmates. because she was suspected by 2nd yr students about the "leakage issue" on the Health eco. examination.  The whole circle were inside our house.  I didn't know all their names.  But I can't wait to to tell &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;JAson&lt;/span&gt; was in our house! &lt;em&gt;whoohoo&lt;/em&gt;!  Brenda will be so jealous knowing that her crush was in the house of her deary friend! =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;that's all for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I need to sleep more.  I need my energy for P.E class tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtIG8nzWeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aSIwvHVzqY8/s1600-h/P1020135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtIG8nzWeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aSIwvHVzqY8/s1600-h/P1020135.JPG"&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/8161523731881335323-5085617750941166864?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5085617750941166864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5085617750941166864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy-house.html' title='busy house'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXtJ17MxOpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uid2_1mc3Cs/s72-c/P1020090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5643130540872166775</id><published>2009-01-21T22:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:22:42.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I woke up early, because my sister was too noisy early in the morning. She heads off to her school. I ate breakfast with mom. Then I watched T.v for an hours before realising that within 5 hours, I have to take two major exams both in afternoon. It took me almost only an hour to read the lectures in health economics. READ not Study. I was watching T.V. The papers were in front of me, already reading it, but my mind was so high on cloud nine! My focus was out of reach. So, I stopped, and continue watching T.V =.=. I also didn't bother about the exam in Computer. I don't know. maybe just because I was so lazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Honestly, I had &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; major exams that I &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;successfully&lt;/span&gt; went through! (&lt;em&gt;thank God&lt;/em&gt;!) First, the &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Computer&lt;/span&gt; exam about MS excel, I was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;absent&lt;/span&gt; in all the meetings of this topic. So, as a not so surprisingly for my self, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I took the exam with no lectures at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The first part was identification, I got only one mistake, and the rest of the answers were all from what I've understand from Ms Word (&lt;em&gt;good thing both are interrelated&lt;/em&gt;) ^.^. The second part was the practical part. &lt;a href="mailto:Bu#@!&amp;amp;*t"&gt;Bu#@!&amp;amp;*t&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;I did it manually!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me! there was a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shortcut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! That's why my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Prof&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;at me all the time he passed by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-then first exam was finished, we hung out at school cafeteria-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-I ate late lunch- (&lt;em&gt;tnx to the staff who heated up the meal only for me 0.0&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-my cousin Sheila went down when she saw me eating, she also had exam in chemistry without lunch-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-the green mango vendor passed by, I bought four pieces, for me, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sheila &lt;/span&gt;and for &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ate Raquel&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt; started to notice the viand I'm eating, he was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;eating a lollipop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, took him sometime to ask me to have a taste to the beefsteak. I gave him, but I think he still needs more, he just too shy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's a beefsteak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup! i made them to heat it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;after long time, when the rice was almost empty and there were still alot of viand&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;can I have a taste of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's salty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was made of soy sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;try it with the fish sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then he had a new lollipop, and start to ask Claire to treat him for a piece of sandwich. of course Claire just ignored him because she thought he was just joking. Then Ian started to take off my wallet, I grab it from him, I also just ignored him. Then he started to tell us that we should just lend him money. also... we ignore him, we also took it as a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;yas!(my other name) ian took your wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;look and grab the wallet off of him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you three could lend me 10 pesos each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ignore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ignore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ignore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still sucking the lollipop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;notice that no more candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;notice that the stick was torn in half by chewing it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Claire treat me for a slice of gardenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i don't have money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;owws?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i really don't have money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lend me money, even 20 pesos only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lends money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bought gardenia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eat right away, went off, looking out for lalin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may be he was really hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;maybe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-after ian left, the three of us decided to study for the next exam which was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health Economics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ian came back. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Arvhie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; came by, also to study.-&lt;br /&gt;-I gave &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kua Rodell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the photocopy of our report for the next meeting. -&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; came, to study also-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;charles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;what are we going to test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whole chapter one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;may I borrow your copy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lends copy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;a little longer&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why don't you make cheat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;can i? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of course! almost our classmates know what are the answers to the exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there was a leakage from the the first section, if you don't cheat them, you'll be cheated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok ok ok. can i have a piece of paper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-charles came-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;let's cheat ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sure! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0.0???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jot down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jot down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just looking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kevin our course is BS E.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;huh? 0.o??? what E.T?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Extra Terrestrial! -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because every time the Dean calls a meeting for PT, we were always excluded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;looks to kevin O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;jot down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;jot down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bored&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;the dean of PT came&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stones &lt;/em&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nice! you are studying hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hides kodiks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hey cristine! study hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hey claire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kevin. cyrle. ignored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Lalin came&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;nothing much&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;talks to dean&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bides farewell to lalin, christine, and clare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ignores kevin and cyrle o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grins :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;grins :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;told you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-we didn't know that lalin already took the exam at the library-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lalin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm going home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huh? how about the exam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I already took it at the library just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so that's why your missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why didn't you tell us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was just at the lib doing research and dr. Lucido was there so I took the exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Study! it was really difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok ok ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-took off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-but before she really evaporates, whispered gossip to me that was really bothersome-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but now its OK-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-from cafeteria we saw dr. Lucido going to our room, immediately decided to follow him. He was obviously in bad mood. It concerned about the "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheating/leakage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" incident from the first section which is said to be passed on our section. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The usual setting of exam, at least one seat apart from one another, &lt;em&gt;I sat near Clare, Kevin behind me, Arvhie and Aceyork formed V shape with Kevin&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Eye swear from me to Arvhie and Aceyork we looked like a pyramid&lt;/em&gt;. Christine sat behind Claire and on her right was Kimberly. In front of me was Carlos Chua, I preferred him to call Chua. Obviously, there was a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad aura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coming out from Dr. Lucido. This exam was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my-first-ever-Dictation-type-major-exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Prof became a &lt;em&gt;sinful priest&lt;/em&gt; with it's &lt;em&gt;long sermon and foul words&lt;/em&gt;! Pity him. We can really notice that he cannot breath well. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIGH BLOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Then he noticed Kevin who silently sitting on his chair. You can just feel the tension in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dr.Lucido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kevin let's see what are you going to answer in this exam when you were absent in all meetings of midterm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;huh? What absent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Your not here on deliberation day and also last meeting! I've checked the attendance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-_____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Are you insulting me and my subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-_____- HUh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You attend other subject but not mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;How can you say so??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've known you from the C2 incident!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ah! ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes I really do! Thanks for that incident I noticed you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mumbling words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;noticed it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why don't you drop My subject?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but kevin didn't get out, still seating, ready to tAKE THE TEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, the exam started. instead of &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt; items it was reduced to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;60 &lt;/span&gt;items test and the essay part was removed, cannot really say if it is a &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;punishment for the crime&lt;/span&gt; no one in our class committed, or a &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;compensation&lt;/span&gt; because we were &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;just dragged along&lt;/span&gt; in the leakage issue, because we ware the other section that would benefit from it. I can classify the exam as moderate. Some are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tricky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; question. But not really good one. Because for the whole entire exam period, the Prof was not in good mood. For the very main reason, the culprit was sending text messages while the Prof facilitates the exam. that alone irritates him. He even send someone out to buy him water. He often goes out to breath air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the other hand, the action of the Prof benefited others. When he goes out, others went cheating. Even the notable "Clean" Dean's Lister's' goes cheating. Can't help it, as I said earlier, the questions are very tricky and each were ask only twice. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If you are deaf, sorry. If you are idiot, what a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I gave Kevin answers, which he passed to Arvhie and Aceyork. (PYRAMID). &lt;strong&gt;Stupid Aceyork&lt;/strong&gt;! He even dares to call my name out and rephrasing the answers and ask again and again directly at me, in which we were almost one and a half meter distance from one another. Chua asked me for some answers, I also got some from him, and also Claire to me and vice-versa. But most of my answers were mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During the exam, the Prof read out the text message of the culprit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sir I'm really sorry. I feel so ashamed that because of me my classmates are suffering. Please do think about it. How about my classmate, How about us when the board exam is coming, How can we take it, how about our parents working hard for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When Prof read that, I don't know if I will give a damn or not. I was &lt;em&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/em&gt; by the exams. My &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;head aches&lt;/span&gt;, at the same time I want to &lt;strong&gt;SLAP&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;PUNCH&lt;/strong&gt; that stupid culprit. But I'm not sure who he really was, but I'm so sure that the culprit is a HE. The way I interpret his text, he sincerely asking for forgiveness but I don't like the way he ask it, not because it was a text message, but because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he dares to use the words our parents, working hard, how about us, how we able to get the board&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I mean. WHY he didn't have a THOUGHT of those words, of those persons, when he was committing is crime??????????????????????? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stupid! Stupid! tanga! putik! kainis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The exam was finished for almost two hours. We checked it. All are passed, the way he graded it, even a single correct answer will mean 3, because it falls on below 30 -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Arvhie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me= currently in my big head behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-aceyork gone like a wind-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you guys must treat me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;must! must! must! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arvhie sundae. Kevin burger. Aceyork *disappears* large fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;:) sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;:) ok, sundae's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yas thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY BAYD UN! 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tin, me, and claire went out. The &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;siomai vendor&lt;/span&gt; was there, surrounded by kevin, arvhie,lemuel and some guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cyrle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Cy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waving twenty pesos in mid air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;got the idea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't like! thanks but maybe next time. I want to go home now. I don't like siomai! It's cheap! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*grins* thanks again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- the truth is, i also want siomai, but knowing kevin's side of stingyness, i have to decline, I'm with Claire and Christine, and he's going to treat only me. that wouldn't be fair-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fall sleep without dinner &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;too tired to eat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-5643130540872166775?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5643130540872166775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5643130540872166775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html' title='what a day!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2520741108120535220</id><published>2009-01-19T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:34:37.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i lied to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm very sorry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for those moments of unreality,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my dream lives on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry for my selfishness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293041088315567250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXSo03qYrJI/AAAAAAAAADU/nysp4XEQEqQ/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've shown you my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doubled face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;because I'm &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;fact&lt;/span&gt; that you'll just &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hide&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;truth&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; eventhough inside I feel a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thousand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guilt&lt;/span&gt; for&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; lying&lt;/span&gt; to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You don't know me, and you'll never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'coz there is&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; no way&lt;/span&gt; that you will pay &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the air is getting thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; and I want to stay for some time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;too bad I can not live in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-2520741108120535220?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2520741108120535220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2520741108120535220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/true-colors.html' title='true colors'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXSo03qYrJI/AAAAAAAAADU/nysp4XEQEqQ/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-7846320018647860693</id><published>2009-01-18T04:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:26:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why don't you???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXJGsoJ4ElI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gj3Pjb1uBw8/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292370244620784210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXJGsoJ4ElI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gj3Pjb1uBw8/s400/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you ever need a helping hand you'll find one at the end of your arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=Saturday=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My day started as my cousin waken me up through my window looking for hair iron, which, unfortunately for her was with our other cousin's house. I took all my morning rituals. then off to school.&lt;br /&gt;I reached school and the class was already started, that because the professor mixed the first section and my class for some little competition. Good thing, there was no late for that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We played basketball and my team sucks! I have two teammates who did their part with a mix of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I-don't-know-who-my-teammates-are&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't shoot, the ball for me was too heavy to lift up and throw. So, for my part, I'd helped at defence and running down the latter. I nearly smacked the face of our opponent for she held the ball for so long, hugging it by all means! and I tried to get it from her that lead to the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ball smacked her face&lt;/span&gt;! =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We ate our lunch. Had some chit-chat. Suddenly, we recieved a text message from Cristine. She couldn't get to school for some lame and obvious a lie excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That text &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;irritates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me! For this shows how Tin don't care about studies much. She often got absents for different lame excuses which was hard to believe. She didn't even got better grades even if she was present. It's just some of her... I don't want to talk about it anymore. Just with the decision that me and all the &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;PT2&lt;/span&gt; will once try to make her realise we &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;will no longer aid her until she help her own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tin&lt;/span&gt;, it's for your own good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-7846320018647860693?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7846320018647860693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7846320018647860693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-dont-you.html' title='why don&apos;t you???'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXJGsoJ4ElI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gj3Pjb1uBw8/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-3158052080350311537</id><published>2009-01-16T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:17:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll let go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXCk8kV2nsI/AAAAAAAAADE/EkRI3UOxJMs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291910922614775490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXCk8kV2nsI/AAAAAAAAADE/EkRI3UOxJMs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-The harder you fight to hold on to specific assumptions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the more likely there's gold in letting go of them.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.ph/imgres?imgurl=http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs21/i/2007/285/0/1/letting_go_by_0odarkangelo0.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://ametryst76.stumbleupon.com/blog/&amp;amp;usg=__QmJM0hreucZyP0cmdj4_m4stWOM=&amp;amp;h=450&amp;amp;w=600&amp;amp;sz=54&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;tbnid=fIcjMKkqCUv-1M:&amp;amp;tbnh=101&amp;amp;tbnw=135&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dletting%2Bgo%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm currently learning "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the letting go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" theme in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I always practice this. I don't really hold on things that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But this time it's different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've got this feeling since elementary days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No one, other than me, knows this crime of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I bore it all through out the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Luckily, I was able to express it behind &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;closed doors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;insufferable mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The victim didn't able to learn who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But I revealed the truth, still, behind the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ghost of my adversities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The feeling I felt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm sure of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will never feel it again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For it will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;During those times, I felt &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and at the same time, I also felt the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;scary feelings of endless worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Again, It took a year for me to be able to unleash this crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I swear I will never do it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Even though I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Behind this oath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I will never be able to taste the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sweet melody of the song I've always wanted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to care for, but to care about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to deny, but to accept.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody, but to try to become what I dream I can be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To let go is to fear less and love more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time to love is short&lt;/em&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/8161523731881335323-3158052080350311537?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3158052080350311537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/3158052080350311537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2009/01/ill-let-go.html' title='i&apos;ll let go'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXCk8kV2nsI/AAAAAAAAADE/EkRI3UOxJMs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-2379791828606586512</id><published>2008-12-25T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:08:35.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our family had a Christmas party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the planned: eat Noche buena at our Aunt's coz it was also her son's bday; have an xchange gifts and last enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok ok ok ok ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first was&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Noche Buena&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ate the ever tradition sweet and spicy spaghetti and many sticks of bbq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had exchange gift worth &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;50 &lt;/span&gt;pesos for fun! but trust me, all the gifts cost double each. it is really the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;season of giving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my &lt;em&gt;monita&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tita Neng&lt;/span&gt;, she's also my godmother. so for this time, we exchange roles... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i gave her a wallet pouch, which cost a hundred plus but i got it for 27 pesos only... hahah... it was a discounted item on my mom's business... heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aira&lt;/span&gt; as my "&lt;em&gt;mini&lt;/em&gt;" Santa. she gave 5 different designed hankies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was really fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our &lt;strong&gt;grandfather &lt;/strong&gt;received gifts from all of us with themed something &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my cousin sheila gave him "&lt;em&gt;bilog&lt;/em&gt;", his favorite alcohol drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my other cousins, ate nancy and rose anne gave him "&lt;em&gt;pulutan&lt;/em&gt;" to complete the fun of bilog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my &lt;em&gt;sister and i&lt;/em&gt; gave him a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;miniture cat&lt;/span&gt;, for he adores cat more than us, his own grandchildren...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294072648033961346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXhTBjEtBYI/AAAAAAAAADc/pVz6xnrFees/s400/xmas+celebration022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;my grandad with bonnet and kanye west shades from jordan, kenken paul and bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, the party didn't last long. just right after the gifts are given, everyone just rush out leaving the place mess up with tethered gift wrappers. my cousins and i took some pictures of ourselves before we went back to our own places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then Tita Neng gave out her gifts to her nephews and nieces. I got two gifts from her, first one was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the same wallet she gave to others as her niece with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bucks; the second one was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;piggy bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i requested as her godchild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i went home, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, my cousin, gave me a a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pouch bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as a gift from his mother, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tita Eva&lt;/span&gt;, for she is my &lt;em&gt;godmother&lt;/em&gt; also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;also gave away gifts. mostly are&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;toys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. each children got a set of toys. then, if you are her godchildren, you mostly got two gifts. either both toys or clothes and money or toy again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then we slept at 2 a.m, wake up about 6:30 trying to get to the first mass of 7. but, we delayed, and delayed then we attend the last mass at 9:45 am!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at church, we were almost at the back but seated. not a good place. people behind us were so noisy! a lot of children were crying. but we still decide to finished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then got back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our cousin were waiting for us. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ate Aileen&lt;/span&gt; with her mom, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tita Vicenta&lt;/span&gt;, and her daughter, whom I loved to make it cry out loud, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jaja&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mom fed them, give them gifts and talked and talked and they decide to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tito Louie came, with his wife and two kids. but they didn't stay for so long, they still have places to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt; came in, she is my goddaughter. i gave her a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;pouch bag&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the actual plan of going out with my friend didn't work out. for the sake of having fun with his relatives, he got drunk, like my cousins, who drunk from the stroke of Christmas eve until the morning came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i just sleep. period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;end &lt;/span&gt;of my Christmas day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-2379791828606586512?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2379791828606586512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/2379791828606586512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SXhTBjEtBYI/AAAAAAAAADc/pVz6xnrFees/s72-c/xmas+celebration022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-6534827132373815568</id><published>2008-12-23T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:38:49.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simbang gabi'/><title type='text'>reflections... (cont.)</title><content type='html'>Ö&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th night December 19, 2008Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with Geriz. This time, we we're much earlier and seated!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was Fr. Odong this time.&lt;br /&gt;the gospel was about Mother Mary receiving and accepting the news brought to her by Angel Gabriel...&lt;br /&gt;the homily, was about saying &lt;strong&gt;Yes!&lt;/strong&gt; Father explained what if Mary didn't say "&lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;" to Angel Gabriel then there is nothing...&lt;br /&gt;so we have to learn to say "&lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;" on &lt;strong&gt;good things&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ö6th &lt;/span&gt;night December 20, 2008Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me alone... Geriz went to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enchanted Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Father Jason ( Geriz went to e.k because of her classmate's invitation, thus she really wanted Fr. Jason to be the priest, she missed this time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gospel was about Mary went to Elizabeth to care and help her in her pregnancy and delivery to her son John...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this the homily proceed about the good characteristics of Mary that we should learn: being &lt;em&gt;approachable&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;dependable&lt;/em&gt; and the last one i forgot T.T&lt;br /&gt;well, Mary, showed this characteristics when she accepted God's Grace and went to Elizabeth to care for her cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being approachable, i can say I'm approachable 0.o... hehehe... the problem is that every body's impression of me is that I'm Snobbish!!! which is I'm really not, I'm just quiet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dependable??? yes I am, for sometimes. . . You can depend on me but if I noticed that you can do it alone, I won't help you. when you abused my helping hand, don't worry I'll finish the promised but there will be no next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far for being an example of Mary... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ö&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; night December 21, 2008Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went with my cousin, planned to meet up with Geriz on the Church 'cos she is with her suitor a.k.a ex-boyfriend. but they were late, i chose to be with my cousins 'coz they were seating. but my cousin Rachel insisted that I should go to Geriz, for the main reason, there was no much space for all of us... but i did'nt go, i did not want to stand the whole mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Fr. Peter, felt sorry for Geriz, she was standing already, yet, it was not her favorite priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Gospel was the same with the Saturday's Gospel, about Mary visiting Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the homily is about sharing. Christmas is the season of sharing. Fr. Peter, again, compared the Christmas between Philippines and Myanmar, and Christians and Buddhists. He told us that while still in Myanmar, they share gifts to their teachers and also to the Buddhist around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ö&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th night December 22, 2008Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with Geriz, i think she's doing it alternately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Fr. Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Gospel was about the days of Mary with Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the homily was about being thankful. being Filipino, he said that we are thankful to everything. We are trained to be thankful while still young. When we give something to a child, it's parent will teached the child to always say "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;", until it is a part of the daily conversation. also being thankful has a bad outcome. best example, politicians... When elections are near, they would try to show that they help, and to those they helped, as a gratitude, they are going to vote for them eventhough they are not the suitable winners. Filipinos will always find means of showing their gratitude to those who showed help to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ö&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th night December 23, 2008Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed it! banzai! it was my first time to complete the Simbang Gabi!!! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last simbang gabi, it was Fr. Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gospel was about the birthday of St. John the Baptist. it narrates the story of how Elizabeth and Zachariaz waited for a long time fir their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the homily was about the lessons Elizabeth and Zachrias gave to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lesson of the value of waiting, not hating God for being downed on whole life, and for still believing in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Jason just emphasized that the new generation doesnt know how to wait because everything we have is instant.  instant noodles, instant coffee and even instant gf/bf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my patience rating was never stable.  i can wait for nowbut tommorrow i won't, even it is faster than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hoped i still learned from the homily and be able to use it for every one's good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was so glad to complete the mass!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-6534827132373815568?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6534827132373815568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6534827132373815568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/12/fef.html' title='reflections... (cont.)'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5462307646738267076</id><published>2008-12-22T22:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:54:01.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simbang gabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel'/><title type='text'>my reflections...</title><content type='html'>The reflections I'm talking about is how we view our selves based on new lessons in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember during my highschool days, we wrote our reflection about the mass' homily of the previous Sunday mass for our Religion subject. (&lt;em&gt;our school is a religious institution, see, they want to maintain the values of their students&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why? but I feel to write my reflections of my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Simbang Gabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe because this might be my &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; time completing it (&lt;em&gt;and I really hope so&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here it is, from the first night until this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th night! O.o (&lt;em&gt;no absent&lt;/em&gt;! and one more ^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ö&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;st night December 15, 2008Ö&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm with my cousins, reluctant to went at first, but convinced ^-^ ... the mass started at exactly 8 pm but we were late, good thing was that we did'nt miss the reading of the Good news... and we were standing!... we stand for almost an hour, we finished the mass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the homily is about the teachings of the Christ, on how he guides the world and his people (that's how I understand the homily)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the Church wants to tell us to be also a guide to others, to be the others light by spreading the Good news (&lt;em&gt;ofcourse what's within the Bible and not good gossip&lt;/em&gt;) ... &lt;em&gt;Well&lt;/em&gt;, I've been a cathechist when i was 4th yr highschool, but now i hardly have time to attend sessions and to find schedules fitted to those public schools that we may serve. All i can do for now is to support my fellow cathechist who until now love to serve the Church...&lt;/p&gt;Ö&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nd night December 16, 2008Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went with my old classmate Geriz whose house is just a 2 minutes away from mine. we walk, then we went early so that we can start from top and so that we have seats... but to our surprise, as early as 7:30 pm the church were already full so we ended standing again! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the homily is about the happiness Jesus is giving for the world and that is for a lifetime... the priest, Father Jason, specified that we should be happy for Jesus sacrifice for us...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fr. Jason stated three things that we should avoid to attain happiness, and for those poeple who have it, they are not happy in their life...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st is overspeeding: not the overspeeding on the roads (although it can cause accidents leading to unhappiness) but the overspeeding of ages... example are those kids who wants to grow older as fast as possible, they don't experience the happiness of being a careless kid. thus when they grow older they wish to be younger. i don't really wish to grow old... i'm still child, i love cartoons and still love toys... heheh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd is idleness: those poeple who does nothing but to sleep, coz when thet wake-up they feel sleepy again, so they don't do anything just nothing! and I admit that I'm this 2nd type T.T...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd is wrong priority in life: good example is that work over family, and you will wonder why your children or partner is not close to you... i don't feel this in my family even though my father work overseas... I understand my father, instead I'm the one who feels guilty that because of us he have to work abroad alone. T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ö&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rd night December 17, 2008Ö&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the third night... well, i don't understand the homily that much... you see, the priest that night is Fr. Peter, it's my first mass with him. he's from Myanmar, he doesn't speak well in Tagalog and even his English is slow... the mass proceed in Tagalog, and English on some parts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the reading of the Gospel was in English, and it's about the bloodline of Jesus from Abraham...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the homily, well, i only understand that Fr. Peter was amazed that we have this tradition 'coz in his country there is no such thing... He just compared the Celebration of Christmas in the Philippines and Myanmar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my mind was mostly on cloud nine, I don't understand him much...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ö&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th night December 18, 2008Ö&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the 4th night. still no absent! happy! hahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went with my cousins, Geriz was shopping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and it's Fr. Miguel, the new director of my highschool. it was also my first mass with him. I heard alot of him, my cousins told me that he was a some sort of notorious priest-director.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the Gospel this tym was about St. Joseph learned that Mary was pregnant....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the main reflection was about being straight. St. Joseph is an example of a man whose character is "straight", I mean, he's not the one who will take a flight on a problem... most of us, if we had a choice to escaped the problem, we escaped. I'm not much of this person, because I can't settle my own conflict with my aunt her children. if i'm straight then i should apologized and also to forgive them, but, instead of it.. i run away from them, I would rather take a longer path just not to face them... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;failed again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll continue my reflections on the next blog&lt;/em&gt;... ^-^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-5462307646738267076?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5462307646738267076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5462307646738267076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-reflections.html' title='my reflections...'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-5064687008386216553</id><published>2008-12-22T05:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:11:29.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simbang gabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>misa de gallo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once again, for a long long time, I blog! haha... -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Philippines have the &lt;em&gt;longest&lt;/em&gt; Christmas in the whole wide web!  It actually starts with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Misa de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Simbang Gabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mass at December 15 for night and December 16 for dawn and ends with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Epiphany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Feast of Three Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at January 11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Misa de Gallo consist of 9 nights of mass it is for the 9 months that Mother Mary bear Jesus in her womb.  Its not actually at night. Because Misa de Gallo literally means &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;roosters mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mass at dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. History says that the mass starts when the rooster starts it morning job before town people go to their work.  It changed into night during the reign of Pres. Marcos, when he declared Marshall law and set a country wide curfew.  At the end of his reign some church held the mass at dawn still having the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They said that if one completed the mass then one can wish at the end of the last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I never able to complete it! I hope this time I'm able to complete the mass because when I started college, I seldomly attend the regular mass every Sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cnsider me as a sinner now T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;--- &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hark the herald ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hark! The herald angels sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“Glory to the newborn King;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Peace on earth, and mercy mild,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;God and sinners reconciled!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Joyful, all ye nations rise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Join the triumph of the skies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With th’angelic host proclaim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;Hark! the herald angels sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“Glory to the newborn King!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Christ, by highest Heav’n adored;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Christ the everlasting Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Late in time, behold Him come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Offspring of a virgin’s womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hail th’incarnate Deity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pleased with us in flesh to dwell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jesus our Emmanuel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hail the heav’nly Prince of Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hail the Sun of Righteousness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Light and life to all He brings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ris’n with healing in His wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mild He lays His glory by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Born that man no more may die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Born to raise the sons of earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Born to give them second birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come, Desire of nations, come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fix in us Thy humble home;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rise, the woman’s conqu’ring Seed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bruise in us the serpent’s head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now display Thy saving power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ruined nature now restore;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now in mystic union join&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thine to ours, and ours to Thine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Adam’s likeness, Lord, efface,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stamp Thine image in its place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Second Adam from above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Reinstate us in Thy love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let us Thee, though lost, regain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thee, the Life, the inner man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;O, to all Thyself impart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Formed in each believing heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-5064687008386216553?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5064687008386216553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/5064687008386216553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/12/misa-de-gallo.html' title='misa de gallo'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4392501260096476009</id><published>2008-11-10T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T02:42:35.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation ends! new sem!</title><content type='html'>the vacation finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a boring though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have to do was eat-sleep-eat-sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only activity was the all saints' day and all souls day or in other country it was hallween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all gathered at the cementery to visit loved ones that already passed away.  it was a very hot day. nothing special really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next week i enrolled the new sem.  which is much lighter than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was also absent in its first week, its just an orientation week, there is still no lessons on first week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-4392501260096476009?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4392501260096476009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4392501260096476009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/11/sddsd.html' title='vacation ends! new sem!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-6507801472651394837</id><published>2008-10-23T14:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T05:16:23.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sem break!: a flash back...</title><content type='html'>finally a semester's break so happy hardships 4 dis sem are ol my done!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newly ended sem was so haggard and hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had new faculty, 1st in my life to have a very strict proffesors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the simple anatomy at glance became the worst experience of my life, i mean, we disected a cadaver (human corpse), that caused me of sleepless night! almost all of the pillows in our house were in my bed to occupied the free space (so scared to think that i'm with someone creeepy!). the cadaver came in at the end of the 1st term, were the lessons are about head and neck. good thing of its being late is that we didn't disect the head part which scared us most. we started from skinning the body up to seperating the muscles. there were rumors that the cadaver's soul was roaming the campus it was witnessed by those self-proclaimed "third-eyes" of freaky students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most simple course subject and the only minor in this sem was the human growth and development. it was almost the same as those psychology, sociology and anthropolopy, society with family planning course subjects before. it just that it was more focus in every stage of life span from prenatal to old age. the teacher here is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physiology. it is said to be the hardest but it came in second to me. there was nothing much happened, it was a normal class. the time was great so sa the teacher. its just that we focus on how the muscles contract. it also took me a midterm exam to realize what subject are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most freaking subject! the pt1 and Pt 2 with its professor! other professor said that it is easy and fun but for us it is the most difficult and sufferings. Know why? it was because of the feeling-know-it-all-boastful-"kitid-utak" professor of ours. he surely knows how to terrorized students for nothing. well, the only fun part was the pool therapy lessons. i did enjoy the pool! i also hate the straight 6 hour class when he tried for the make up of lost lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun class was psychiatry! we enjoy learning the different psychotic disorders and how to handle them. all we did was reporting and acting out the scenes of curing it. the professor was great. too bad that the school administration didn’t handled her properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school foundation day was held&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i became a member of the school journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the college of physical therapy also had its first dinner meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/50270202/1/700857154"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/50270202/1/937849474"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/50270202/1/577367022"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this sem was a really tough one and there will be more hardships on the upcoming other sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillos got to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-6507801472651394837?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6507801472651394837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/6507801472651394837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/10/sem-break.html' title='sem break!: a flash back...'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-148146597330309887</id><published>2008-07-03T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:30:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another ouch! a cold war, a competition you didn't know</title><content type='html'>It is so hard being the inferior of your class, specially when you are only two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue has been bugging me since last week or might be ever since the school year open.  I know that I'm not that smart compared to the scholar of the school,I can also be one of the top students if the number increase.  This time I'm the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;biggest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dumb-dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of the class for two.  My only classmate is only my friend and we know each other very well (that's what i think).  She is a straight Dean's Lister, and a scholar of almost four institution in the country.  I'm not competing with her in terms of grades 'coz i know my limit, but teacher's wanted a competition between us.  in which i obviously already lost to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't understand my professor very well (not in academics), when I'm able to get a higher score than my classmate, the way he always reacts is that i won a presidency election against to the best in the country by cheating!  i always feel that i don't deserve what I've worked so hard for.  Then I gave him the lowest score of my entire career as a student, 15/100, then the way he criticized me was the way how a bratty girl looked to a pauper.  I won it 'coz i wasn't able to study 'coz my stupid-freaking classmate told me that there would no exam, that i don't have to review because she also didn't.  then i trusted her to my ticket of doom... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what's that for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i could just ask my self...  i thought she didn't want to compete and i remembered very clear that she said she don't want to compete with anybody for many reasons like she would have pressure to bear.  Does anybody includes me or not?  I think i have the pressure to in the same class with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, my feelings enlightened, i have my friends who sympathises with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,I swear, this would be the start of the competition she said she didn't wanted.  I'm giving her and my professor my all for my best and not theirs! I might won't able to win in terms of grades, i'll show them what a good student to what a normal teenager does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-148146597330309887?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/148146597330309887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/148146597330309887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-ouch-cold-war-competition-you.html' title='another ouch! a cold war, a competition you didn&apos;t know'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-8940201312368702181</id><published>2008-06-30T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:31:45.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say no to dr. ______!!!</title><content type='html'>last Saturday, my schedule was 8-12 for anatomy lecture and 1-7 pm for anatomy laboratory with two different professors.  our class started on time with our anatomy lec. professor.  while in the middle of our class, our anatomy lab. professor barged in, stopping our lesson.  telling to our professor that they're on boycott and that to announce to our other subject teachers.  wondering why, we asked what was going on... he answered that the newly arrived president-owner of the school and the hospital where they really work as a physical therapy questioned their credibility to teach in our school.  hurt, our laboratory teacher decided on that very same day to resign as our teacher!  then we lost another meeting for that day...  then monday came, today at school rumors became so alarmingly, that the president-owner of the school and hospital will going to handle our anatomy class!!!!! &lt;em&gt;as in what??! &lt;/em&gt;that very strict and arrogant doctor will hold our both anatomy class? oh my!  our laboratory is going to be dealing with a cadaver! i told to my classmates that if that stupid rumor is true, then i'm going to be afraid of the doctor that the cadaver!!! then my another classmate said that he will going to stop or transfer to another school or to shift course immediately if that doctor will replace one of our favorite teacher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-8940201312368702181?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/8940201312368702181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/8940201312368702181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/06/say-no-to-dr.html' title='say no to dr. ______!!!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-1356600121584415710</id><published>2008-06-27T02:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:26:26.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo gay music'/><title type='text'>Emo Means Gay?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;I know it's kinda late talking about "EMO" because many tv shows have discussed it already and also in many forums I've visited, but let me tell a story why this came up to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my classmate styles like an emo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of my favorite bands are said to be emo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my handsome, very smart, and very talented classmate's style is emo (even on his t-shirt have a shout out that he is emo) and is confirmed emo! (heartbroken T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The third on the list is the thing I still don't want to believe. Why? because in one friendster forum, the question is "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is the meaning of emo for you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". The most answer is simply "Emo is Gay!". I didn't believe in those opinions but I also did'nt try to contradict on it, because for me Emo is just a mere fashion statement. A statement that blooms today and die tomorrow. Although its been a long time since it bloomed, it is still on the "in". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Let me share this, a story of my friends biggest frustration about emo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The 3rd on the list was the reason. The day before yesterday, my friend "April" and I had a conversation about him, "Jay Vic", here's the conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;april: is he a gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;me: hell no! he is not gay, look at him, the way he dress seemed not and also the way he speaks, he is so manly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;april: is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;me: why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;april: i saw him kissing with other guy in his friendster pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;me: ne? really? where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;april: lips!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;me: as in lips to lips with other guy?! ows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;april: check it on your on! he's my friend on my friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;me: ok, i'll check it when i get home, but his not my friend on friendster, his profile's might be locked. I'll borrow yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Then I went home immediately because something inside me made me excited. I opened the friendster then his profile with a different name. There it was! The evidence! He is a true emo and a true gay! A big Ouch! He is one of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; my most respected senpai. I look after him because he is a good model for a student coming from a private-catholic school. Right now, I'm still shocked and I don't know what to do. I have to release it from me. So, I told it to my cousin and asked to kept it as a secret. Now, I've post it here. I really don't know what to do. I'm sure J.V is keeping this matter a secret to the whole school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But I don't know what to do when we see each other and talk to each other, and he's acting like a straight guy in front of everyone when I know his true blood. T.T .... but I still feel a respect towards him. Just what like I said before it is just a mere fashion statement somehow... I'm still proud of him, he is a good person and he is proud enough to post it on his friendster account (although it is only a few number of schoolmate on his friend's list)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be proud of who you are, it is the least you can do for your self....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-izckvffEVc/SIdkb2703TI/AAAAAAAAABg/124eNyvDnKc/s1600-h/capping+day095.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/50270202/1/943731121"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/20/20/50270202/1_943731121l.jpg" 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/8161523731881335323-1356600121584415710?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1356600121584415710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/1356600121584415710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/06/emo-means-gay.html' title='Emo Means Gay?!'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-7331797630502400199</id><published>2008-06-26T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:47:15.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid classmate time out break school annoying'/><title type='text'>we need time out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;here's the thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;my classmate-friend and i are the only students in our major class.  actually, we are different to one another.  she is so dedicated in her studies while i only study when i have to.  her type is the one you cannot always have a joke on.  i think she is more a loner type of a person or "the nerd".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;in our first day in class in our major, the professor explained to us what is the relevance of our subject in our chosen course, and its relevance in real life and also the history of our future career.  surely, i learned a lot, i even ask some things that were not really cleared but my classmate asked the Prof a question that didn't even needed to ask because in the prof's explanation even a kindergarten can easily understand!  then the Prof gave us a break.  i told her that I'm going to eat, she accompanied me, she was also going to have recess. normally, classmates going out to canteen will talk about their crushes or what happened to them the previous night but we were talking about the lesson and explanation of the professor.  she was talking like she was so excited, or what we called a child coming home telling her mama that the teacher gave her golden star! "PLEASE! i heard enough from the Prof you don't have to repeat it to me!" i've wanted  to answer back but i held my temper. good thing the break was over.  i felt like i was a wrong company for her or she as wrong company for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;it is not wrong to be serious but please have a break. i'm having a wrong impression of my self that when i'm with her i didn't do my best in studying... i'm so stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;life is short, have fun while you can! it is not wrong not to be serious sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161523731881335323-7331797630502400199?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7331797630502400199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/7331797630502400199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-need-time-out.html' title='we need time out'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161523731881335323.post-4490811059030228752</id><published>2008-06-12T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T01:24:31.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-esteem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><title type='text'>living like. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;     Have you ever wonder why you always ask ''&lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;''?  Then it will be followed by ''&lt;em&gt;how come...?&lt;/em&gt;'' , but have you tried to answer it on your own? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;     If your answer is &lt;em&gt;yes... &lt;/em&gt;then we're on the same boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;    The truth is that those people who often ask why and how come are the people who have low self -esteem, for those people don't know how to trust themselves .  A certain event will happen first before the person can ask why.  In this event, they were already failures, because they don't have confidence from the beginning.  Then they will start to ask questions to others, then to themselves.  The worst is there would be no answer that can satisfy them, to the extent blame someone and not themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;    This character of low self-esteem could make you feel living in vain, insanity, lunatic, crazy and all its synonyms.  And it is so hard to defeat it.  It took me years before I won over it.  It affects school and job and even personal life.  I say, when the moment you realise you have low self-esteem, you should immediately find ways to overcome it. For it becomes worst and worst every time you tolerate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;    I'm going to share a chant, it is not really a chant it is just a phrase you need to shout out loud or just in your mind.  it boost up my confidence and i hope it will also be useful to you all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                      &lt;em&gt;your name &lt;/em&gt;P O W E R!!! E N T E R!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;ex.  YAMAKI POWER! ENTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;    Nope! it's not my own.  I learned it in a japanese drama series "Nobuta Wo Produce" in english is "producing nobuta".  One of many values in this show is looking for confidence and trust for your self.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;    It is also true that to have strong or i say too much confidence  can also be meant being boastful, or be in the dangerous position.  So, it is just to have a right mix of confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                    &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;trust yourself.  think for yourself.  act for yourself. speak for your self.  be yourself&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&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/8161523731881335323-4490811059030228752?l=cyrle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4490811059030228752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8161523731881335323/posts/default/4490811059030228752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyrle.blogspot.com/2008/06/living-like.html' title='living like. . .'/><author><name>cyrle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10181952043220064201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-izckvffEVc/SWSv3IIsdNI/AAAAAAAAACs/zWqGdt_Rar8/S220/new+year014.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
