<?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-100660488607291184</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:11:21.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pinkandgreen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-7287812541874872502</id><published>2009-02-24T09:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:16:53.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this really is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ilang ulit n din nmin napapag-usapan n ikakasal nga kami sa 2010, oo next year...pero sa'kin kasi, parang sinasabi lng nya un para kiligin ako e, gusto ko ng idea syempre, excited nga ko sa kasal diba? pero hindi ko tlga sineseryoso un eh, i mean ung 2010 ha, kasi sa'kin naman, wlang masama kung kami n nga ang magkatuluyan, hindi naman siguro namin sasayangin ang oras ng isa't isa kung nagbobolahan lng kami at naman, sa ganitong edad? mali na makipaglokohan dba? sa sarili ko, alam ko na ung motiff n gusto ko, obvious naman sa blog ko dba? pink &amp;amp; green, hot pink &amp;amp; lime green to be exact..heheh..may idea n din ako ng wedding gown, ng cake, ng entourage, un flowers na gagamitin, pati ung program sa reception naisip ko na..sineryoso ko yata ang pag iisip s mga bagay na to nung nararamdaman ko na sya n nga yata tlaga (yata kasi parang gusto ko pang tumawad...tipong, 'wala na bang mas matangkad pa ng konti?'..heheh). alam ko n din na ayoko ng bonggang kasal, simpleng wedding lng, basta masusunod lng lahat ng gusto ko okay n sa'kin...bata pa lng ako, wla pkong bf, gusto ko tlga sa barasoain church, syempre bulakenya kasi ko e, maganda ung church, luma na, historical, magandang picture-an..heheh..actually tinanong n din nya ko nyan "san mo ba gustong ikasal tyo, sa Bulacan o sa Antipolo?", at walang ka abog-abog kong sinabi n "sa Barasoain Church"...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306179722658620178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SaNWWCtyoxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sIr3O922jW4/s200/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;o dba..minsan din nasabi nya skin na nkausap nya ung friend nya n ikakasal, nagtanong sya 'bout the budget and all...iniisip ko pa din nun 'oo na, ikakasal n tyon, kinikilig ako grabe...hay hay hay'...pero nde pa din sumasaksak sa utak ko ung idea na totoo na ito...until one day, (naks!) habang mgka chat kme, bigla nyang sinabi, "Alam mo ba ung Fernwood Gardens? sa QC? gusto mo dun ung reception naten? malapit lng naman Bulacan sa ang QC dba?"...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306181030156059074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SaNXiJheQcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/18eXT2bgM2Q/s200/fernwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;at speechless ako, lost for words..kagulat eh, syempre alam ko un, ang ganda ganda kaya dun, maganda tlgang wedding venue un no, mahal dun, sosyal un...kung s gusto why not? pero d ba nga ayoko ng bonggang wedding..pero ulit, nagulat tlga ko dun sa sinabi nya, kasi totoo n nga yta talaga e...nakita nyo naman, ang ganda sa Fernwoods dba, para kng artista pg jan k kinasal..hehe..minsan, npapaisip tlga ko eh, totoo n ba tlga to? kung saka-sakali ba, ikakasal n tlga ko? bka pag ntanggap kong eto n nga talaga, bigla akong mag panic...tapos aasikasuhin ko na tlga to ng matindi..naku, naku, naku...&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/100660488607291184-7287812541874872502?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/7287812541874872502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=7287812541874872502' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7287812541874872502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7287812541874872502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-this-really-is-it.html' title='is this really is it?'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SaNWWCtyoxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sIr3O922jW4/s72-c/DSC00711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-8841867764834835977</id><published>2009-02-16T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:13:47.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Lasengga Ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SZktnbtgNBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ACFDMClxUks/s1600-h/COFFE,+CANDLES,+CAKES.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303320191682229266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SZktnbtgNBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ACFDMClxUks/s200/COFFE,+CANDLES,+CAKES.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;salamat sa knock knock joke blog entry ni shimanoy at na inspire akong gawing title un ng post ko na eto...yang all lasengga ladies (Single Ladies - Beyonce) kasi eh ang Valentine Theme Song namin ng single gurlfriends ko...(considered p din akong single kasi nga as of the moment eh imaginary lang ang significant other ko)...so nung V-day, lumabas kme, dinner, coffee, and since the night is still young, we decided to go sumwhere else...pumunta kme sa gimik place dito, pero tamabay lang kme, kaialnagn ng mgpahinga ng mga atay namin..hahaha...masaya ung bonding nmin, cguro kc once ko p lng nmn na experience ung sobrang kilig na V-day date, kya nde din ako nghahangad ng Romantic date sa araw na to..although, nag expect ako ng sumthing from sumone, at natapos ang araw na text message lng ang natanggap ko, nde ako natuwa..hehehe...so moving on, un nga, chit chat, kain, yosi, un lng, masaya n kme...super thanks to mah gurls, clei &amp;amp; evie...atleast nde ako mukhang tangang ngmumukmok s bahay while all the rest of my housemates were out having fun...at ang sweet ng mga tao ha, meron akong chocolate at flower..as in single rose, bigay ni evie, red daw kasi I'm in love, kay clei white un binigay nya, kasi daw single &amp;amp; searching...so ako naman, binilhan ko cla ng heart-shaped mini cakes, yumminess ha...at yung nasa pic, nakita nyo ba ung candles, dala ni evie yan...hahah..to set the mood daw..(actully, kinuha nya un dun s reception nung kasal na pinuntahan nya before kme mag meet) at nung mejo inaantok n clang dalawa, binanatan ko na cla ng knock knock joke...heheh..patok eh...salamat talaga shimanoy ha...at syempre, 'gang makuwi n kme LSS p din nila ang All Lasengga Ladies...heheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-8841867764834835977?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/8841867764834835977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=8841867764834835977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/8841867764834835977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/8841867764834835977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-lasengga-ladies.html' title='All Lasengga Ladies'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SZktnbtgNBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ACFDMClxUks/s72-c/COFFE,+CANDLES,+CAKES.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-4363039778525679345</id><published>2009-02-13T10:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:54:28.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsaraaannn.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;at eto na nga, Friday the 13th ngayon...bukas 14 na, so? heheh...Valentine's Day na bukas...at sad to say, wala akong intimate date, naks! the term...e kasi naman ung dalawang gurlfriends ko ang kasama ko..hangkorni dba...e wala eh...wala..wala dito...un oh! nag iisip p din ako ng pang Valentine's Special ko eh...sa lagay eh, buelo pa lang pla ung mga nauna...tpos, eto na, may nakita nako...isang walang ka art- art na photograph...hehehe...syempre maganda to no...kinuhaan ko to kagabi..habang ngmumukmok ako sa kwarto...madrama 'tong picture na to ha...pinag isipang mabuti.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302124763575051170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SZTuYW-xY6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/OO66be4Srcs/s200/P120209_21.29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww...dba..sweet sweetan....naging heart ang shadow ng singsing ko..ung book n pinatungan ko e ung book 2 ng Twilight series..ung New Moon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;at dadagdagan ko n yan ng mga mushy at cheesy na love thoughts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe we have to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship and find out you still care for that person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the door of happiness closes, another opens but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back. Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their heart, but if it doesn't, be sure it grew in yours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are things you'd love to hear that you would never hear from the person whom you would like to hear from, but don't be so deaf as not to hear it from the one who says it from his heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never say good-bye if you still want to try, never give up if you still feel you can go on, never say you don't love a person anymore if you can't let go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love comes to those who still hope although they've been disappointed, to those who still believe although they've been betrayed, need to love those who still love although they've been hurt before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't go for looks, they can deceive. Don't go for wealth, in the end it fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to all the things you want to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy and enough money to buy me gifts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Always put yourself in other's shoes. If you feel it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person too.A careless word may kindle strife, a cruel word may wreck a life, a timely word may level stress, a loving word may heal and bless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The beginning of love is to let those we love be just themselves, and not twist them with our own image otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is an unusual game. There are either two winners or none. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love doesn't make the world go 'round, it makes the ride worthwhile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there's plenty of room at both ends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;pasensya na sadyang bakya ung iba, tipong forwarded texts..heheh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-4363039778525679345?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/4363039778525679345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=4363039778525679345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/4363039778525679345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/4363039778525679345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/02/tsaraaannn.html' title='tsaraaannn.....'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SZTuYW-xY6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/OO66be4Srcs/s72-c/P120209_21.29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-1744528289893997627</id><published>2009-02-05T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:44:27.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the invitation</title><content type='html'>here it is...eto n ung invitatio nila...video ulit...cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyq26Q01bVA&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-1744528289893997627?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/1744528289893997627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=1744528289893997627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/1744528289893997627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/1744528289893997627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/02/invitation.html' title='the invitation'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-1934297555096304533</id><published>2009-02-05T11:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:09:29.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;uso pa ba ang proposal? as in wedding proposal? madami nkong friends na ikinasal pero wala p yata akong nabalitaan n may proposal pa..pero ang sweet kasi dba? i found this video from youtube...ang sweet nung guy, obviously, isa syang animator...eto ung ginamit nyang wedding proposal...actually meron p syang mga follow up videos dto e, the invitation yta...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Syxwkc36jas&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and eto video nung actual proposal nya...awww...so sweet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ARDUNJ4AMBs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nde ko mapigilan ang sarili ko n mag isip...iba na kasi ngayon eh, may pressure na, hehehe...gusto ko ung idea ng may ikakasal. i love weddings..pero nkakaloka pala pag naisip mo to para sa sarili mo...prang ngayon kasi mejo malapit na sa katotohanan e...&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/100660488607291184-1934297555096304533?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/1934297555096304533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=1934297555096304533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/1934297555096304533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/1934297555096304533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/02/proposal.html' title='proposal'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-4531357049325222949</id><published>2009-02-04T11:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:37:00.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hay naku, at malapit n ngaang mag- Valentines's day...at for the nth time this year ay hindi na nman matutuloy ang pangarap kong pumunta sa Lovapalooza...nakakainis naman, pangarap ko yun eh...hehehe...nkakakilig kaya...pero promise ko sa sarili ko, papunta ko dun, hindi man nagyon..pero in th near future, o kahit sa matagal pang future...naiisip ko nga, kahit matanda na kami ng asawa ko, pupunta pa din kami, yun eh kung may pahintulot ng mga anak namin, kasi baka sila yung mahiya sa gagawin namin eh...hahahah...anyway, wala akong maisip na kakilig kilig topic eh...meron lang akong i-sh-share na video ng  favorite kong song as of the moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UB60QHFZiqI&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan...Lucky by Jason Mraz feat. Colbie Caillat...feeling ko kasi bagay sa'min yang song na yan eh.. although hindi kami 'Bestfriends', pero may line dyan na..."They don't know how long it takes, waiting for a love like this, eveytime we say goodbye, i wish we had one more kiss, i'll wait for you, i promise you, i will...", tapos un video nyan, nasa magkaibang lugar sila dba..un un eh..hehehe..ambabaw...e basta, gusto ko yan, masaya ako dyan...Happy Hearts' Day to all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala Pa Man Din Part 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pahabol lang sa mga banat ni kasmot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasmot: alam mo kismet...YOU SUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;kismet: ah gnun?! ayus ka ah!&lt;br /&gt;kasmot: eh dba LIFE SUCKS, e YOU ARE MY LIFE eh....&lt;br /&gt;kismet: =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-4531357049325222949?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/4531357049325222949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=4531357049325222949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/4531357049325222949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/4531357049325222949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-special.html' title='valentine special'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-2989077910437798949</id><published>2009-01-16T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:27:12.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you fall in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;just thought of sharing with you this excerpt from a book by Bo Sanchez... naapektuhan ako eh, ewan ko kung baket, parang napaisip ako sa mga bagay bagay n pang mag-asawa...pero nde pa ko mag aasawa ha...hehe...these are just realizations of love after marriage...coping &amp;amp; dealing with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHEN YOU FALL IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;(Debunking the Myths That Are Driving You Crazy)&lt;br /&gt;By: Bo Sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;This article isn't for teenagers only.&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love happens to the young and the not-so-young.&lt;br /&gt;(Did you see 42-year-old Tom Cruise jump up and down Oprah's couch because of Katie?)&lt;br /&gt;It happens to everyone.. Fat, thin, tall, short, intelligent, uneducated, holy, not so holy,&lt;br /&gt;dark, white, yellow, green... it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;All of us fall in love. And we get stuck in myths that drive us absolutely crazy.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to debunk these myths and convince you not to believe in them. Let's begin....... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;MYTH 1: LOVE WILL CONQUER ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me qualify.&lt;br /&gt;This is such a tricky myth. Because love will conquer all. But love&lt;br /&gt;------ as defined by glazed-eyed lovers ----- will not.&lt;br /&gt; If you believe in this myth, you might do the following:&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;You overlook major obstacles in your relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Everyone you know is wondering why you chose that creature from outer space as your   boyfriend. Your bestfriends are telling you to get rid of him. Your family is telling you to throw him out of a running vehicle. Aling Rosa of the sari-sari store across the street is telling you to lace his drink with poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you won't --------- because you're in love. That's why there are songs entitled,&lt;br /&gt;"you and me against the world" Your bestbuds comment,&lt;br /&gt;'but he's been jobless for the past three years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say, "He's free-spirited. He feels boxed in when he's in the office.&lt;br /&gt;'(in other words, he's undisciplined, lazy bum.)&lt;br /&gt;Your officemates say, 'He flirts with other women constantly!'&lt;br /&gt;and you say, 'No, he's just friendly.' (in other words, he's a pervert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cousins say, 'He's taking drugs, He's got needle marks all over his arm.&lt;br /&gt;And you say, 'No, he's into cross stitching.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You overstay in toxic relationships, believing that your love will change him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding doesn't transform anyone. Even if three Popes officiate the wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person you'll march with into the church will be the same person you'll march with out of the church.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't change one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, &lt;strong&gt;the marriage makes the hidden more obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he was selfish before he got married, he will be even more selfish after the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;If he was hypercritical before he got married,&lt;br /&gt;he'll even be more vile and prolific with his criticisms after wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the truth : You need more than feelings of love to make a relationship work.&lt;br /&gt;You need mature character, total commitment and a minimum level of compatibility.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially compatibility in the area of values and mission in life. I hear people say,&lt;br /&gt;'We're compatible. Our names begin with the same letter J.&lt;br /&gt;My name is Julie and his name is Julio. We're both born in July."&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That's so deep, I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;MYTH 2 : WHEN IT"S TRUE LOVE YOU WILL KNOW THE MOMENT YOU MEET THE OTHER PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've had this experience before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in a crowded room. You're surrounded by boring, noisy chatter when, suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;this gorgeous guy enters the door. Your eyes meet.&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, time stands still. The universe grinds to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;Except for this attractive man in front of you, everything in your vision becomes a giant blur.&lt;br /&gt;The hubbub of the crowd becomes a soft muffle and,&lt;br /&gt;from out of nowhere, you here gentle violin music from the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week later, he's your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later, you discover that your boyfriend's a pathological liar,.&lt;br /&gt;buried in credit card debt, borrows money from all his girlfriends (you're his eight in six months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind says, 'Dump him'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart says, 'But it was love at first sight!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the consequences ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You become so focused on the magical first moment,&lt;br /&gt;you become blind to the dark side of the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six out of seven days, you're fighting with your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't give him up because you met each other in such a magical moment.&lt;br /&gt;Your car keys fell and he picked it up, and then your eyes met,&lt;br /&gt;you smelled his deodorant, and you dropped your keys again ......&lt;br /&gt;How can you not be meant for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You become a love-at-first- sight junkie that you could miss out on the 'real thing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One intelligent woman told me, 'Bo, there's this guy who's courting me.&lt;br /&gt;He's okay. He's kind, he's responsible, he has a good job.......'&lt;br /&gt;"I could hear a 'but' coming ," I said. 'but there are no sparks!" she bit her lip.&lt;br /&gt;"No violin music playing in the background huh" "none.&lt;br /&gt;When I see him, the background music I hear is lululalu-lalulalula lei..." "listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't need a magical first moment to meet our potential husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The important things are mature character, financial responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;ability for commitment, compatible mission and values..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually met this girl again on her wedding, and before she marched down the aisle,&lt;br /&gt;she whispered to me, "Do you hear the violin music, Bo? It's loud and clear."&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In fact, marriages with the least adjustments are those between friends&lt;br /&gt;who've known each other for years before they realize that they're good marriage material.&lt;br /&gt;What is love at first sight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, it's lust at first sight. Or infatuation at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give it too much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the truth: it takes a moment to experience infatuation but true love takes a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;MYTH 3 : IF IT IS TRUE LOVE YOU WILL FEEL THIS WAY FOR EACH OTHER FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you won't. Here are the consequences for believing this myth :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You panic when the feelings wane, and wonder whether the marriage is over&lt;br /&gt;and whether you really loved one another in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the night of your honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;Your new bride is sleeping. The cotton curtains are gently swaying in the cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;You gaze at her lovely face. You study her soft cheeks. Her long eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;Her beautiful nose, her parted red lips.&lt;br /&gt;And all of a sudden, she snores.&lt;br /&gt;"Ngggggggooork"&lt;br /&gt;How do you react? Because it's your honeymoon, you say, 'How cute.'&lt;br /&gt;Six months down the road, the same scene transpires. Your wife is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;And the same cotton curtains are gently swaying in the cool breeze..&lt;br /&gt;And you hear her snore.&lt;br /&gt;"Ngggggoork. "&lt;br /&gt;What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;"Ssssssheeeesh, Honey! You sound like a boat!'&lt;br /&gt;What has happened? The feelings have gone. Let me say this:&lt;br /&gt;'That's normal. It happens to everyone. But it doesn't mean your love is gone so don't panic!&lt;br /&gt;You can make a decision to love the snoring boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start blaming your partner for the loss of love&lt;br /&gt;This is nutty.&lt;br /&gt;But many people do it: when we don't feel in love, we think it's the fault of the other person.&lt;br /&gt;And so we fight him.&lt;br /&gt;Again, &lt;strong&gt;we fall out of love because we're human beings.&lt;br /&gt;It's nobody's fault&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The moment you fall out of love, the real work begins .&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;This is the most important point I'm going to make.&lt;br /&gt;(I got this from Scott Peck in his bestseller book, The Road Less traveled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love isn't love&lt;br /&gt;Here's why.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; When you fall in love......&lt;br /&gt;a. No decision is required. Falling in love just happens.&lt;br /&gt;b. No effort is required. Falling in love is like.... Well, falling.&lt;br /&gt;c. No hard work is required. Falling in love is being bitten by the love bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, true love requires all three :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Decision, 2.. Effort and 3. Lots of hard work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible, love is a command. &lt;strong&gt;You make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sure true love can only happen after you've fallen out of love. this is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you begin choosing to love, even if you don't feel like doing it ---- that's true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And that's the foundation of a lasting marriage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYTH 4: YOUR PARTNER WILL FULFILL YOU COMPLETELY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again because falling in love satisfied you completely ----- you want the same satisfaction to last.&lt;br /&gt;No it won't.&lt;br /&gt;Consequence? You might fail to recognize a good relationship&lt;br /&gt;because your partner isn't fulfilling the needs you should be fulfilling yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the truth: the right partner will fulfill many of your needs but not all of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just some things your husband can't give you: you're self-worth.&lt;br /&gt;Your spirituality. Your inner happiness.&lt;br /&gt;These are things you have to work on your own.&lt;br /&gt;I've met lots of people who think they're dissatisfied with their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;In reality, they're dissatisfied with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;I've met lots of people who think they're bored with their marriages.&lt;br /&gt;And they complain to the high heavens how boring their husband or wife is ----&lt;br /&gt;when in truth, they're really bored with life.&lt;br /&gt;Meet your own needs. Find your happiness in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find your niche, your calling, your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;And then share your joy with your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;MYTH 5: IF IT'S TRUE LOVE YOU WON'T BE ATTRACTED TO ANYONE ELSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in this myth, you panic when you get attracted to someone else,&lt;br /&gt;questioning the authenticity of your love for your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;One man told me, 'Bo, I love my wife. Or I thought I did.&lt;br /&gt;But then I met this woman at work. She has nice make-up.&lt;br /&gt;She smells nice. She wears a pencil-cut skirt.&lt;br /&gt;When I go home, my wife is wearing a drab rag.&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is undone. She smells of vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I am attracted to this girl at work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being attracted to someone is normal ----- even if you have a happy marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But being attracted doesn't mean falling into adultery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you think of the other woman, discipline your heart and say, &lt;strong&gt;'Home, boy, Home!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and escort your heart back to your wife. Because if you feed your attraction with fantasies&lt;br /&gt;and constantly think about the other woman, it grows.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;if you starve your attraction, it dies a natural death.&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/100660488607291184-2989077910437798949?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/2989077910437798949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=2989077910437798949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/2989077910437798949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/2989077910437798949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-you-fall-in-love.html' title='when you fall in love'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-7983112887430410282</id><published>2009-01-16T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:15:49.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>andito na'ko...</title><content type='html'>back to reality...gigising ng maaga, maliligo, mag b-breakfast, papasok, magttrabaho, uuwi, magluluto, maliligo, manonood ng tv, matutulog...gigising...at uulitin n naman...balik nko sa daily routine ko..tapos na ang bakasyon...hay hay hay...nkakalungkot kasi nsanay na naman ako ng nasa pinas...andun silang lahat, family, friends...samantalang ako and2, nagtatrabaho, ksama ang ilang taong ayokong kasama..pero masaya na din ako kasi sa kabila ng hirap ng buhay ngayon, eh may babalikana pa din akong trabaho...whew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-7983112887430410282?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/7983112887430410282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=7983112887430410282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7983112887430410282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7983112887430410282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2009/01/andito-nako.html' title='andito na&apos;ko...'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-7726271117032630584</id><published>2008-12-18T15:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:43:54.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kanino na lang 'to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;kagabi, mag isa lang ang ako sa kwarto, naka-night duty kasi ang room mate ko...nagpapaantok pa ako, nagbabasa, e medyo inatake yata ako ng pag ka duwag ko kya ayoko ng basahin ung book na di ko pa tapos basahin...so tumingin ako ng ibang mababasa sa pile ng magazines na magkakahalong Architectural, Interior Design, Lifestyle at Fashion...i ended up choosing a fashion mag..hehe, pampaantok eh no..browse browse...tingin sa pictures, sa models, mga bags, damit, shoes...at ano to? Perfect Holiday Gift for Him...pendant ito na puzzle pieces...actually, for him &amp;amp; her un..."You Complete Me" ang name nung product..natuwa ako..ang cute eh, ang sweet...hindi sya baduy, nde din masyadong mushy..parang magugustuhan nya sya ng kung sino man ang pagbibigyan ko...tapos naalala ko, meron din akong naitatago na something na for couples din, un lang, mejo baduy ung sakin saka ung tipong pantago lang...eto sya oh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281028842147398898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUn7wHjJxPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/aCCPuDErUus/s200/DSC00784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;pasensya na, mejo malabo ha...actually, ung sa left side, merong babaeng nkatayo sa cliff na hugis heart, tapos merong line na papunta sa kabilang cliff, un ung msa right side, merong lalaking nkasabit dun sa line, pupunta sya dun sa babae..ah basta ganun..isa lang yan sa madaming design ng couple's cellphone charm n nakita ko..ewan ko ba natuwa lang ako eh..sabi ko tlga sa sarili ko, ibibigay ko yan sa next bf ko, khit di pa nya isabit (kasi parang dyahe naman dba, lalake tas may ganyan ung phone nya..heheh)....binili ko to cguro mga last quarter of 2007, since then, kapag meron akong nakikilala na muntik muntikan ng naging boyfriend ko e, napapaisip ako "karapat dapat ba sa'yo ang cell phone bling na ito?"..nyahahaha...so far..wala pa, hindi ko pa nabibiigay ung isa...ako pa din ang nagtatago ng dalawang palawit na yan...pero nde naman ako sure kung ibibgay ko tlga yan, siguro kapag na lang matagl n kami at kaya na nyang sikmurain ang kabaduyan ko...hehehhe..pero so sa ngayon, mananatili muna ang pangangalaga nitong mga palawit na ito sa akin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;p.s....makwento ko lang, nde ako ang original mush queen pagdating s ganyang bagay...naalala ko c Dyosa Bella, meron syang cellphone charm n hippoppotamus na naka skirt...ang cute..heheh..kya lang may dumi say sa mukha, na sabi nung isa nming freind na c waffy e 'amos' daw ang tawg dun..hahahah..nkakatawa..c Bella naman todo explain na may magnet kc dun sa part na un, kc merong kahalikan ung hippo na lalaking hippo naman na na kay....you know who...heheh...dahil sa pang aalipusta n waffy sa amos ni girl hippo, nilabhan tuloy sya ni Bella... ;) un lang...&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/100660488607291184-7726271117032630584?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/7726271117032630584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=7726271117032630584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7726271117032630584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7726271117032630584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/12/kanino-na-lang-to.html' title='kanino na lang &apos;to?'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUn7wHjJxPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/aCCPuDErUus/s72-c/DSC00784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-4046929987305005234</id><published>2008-12-15T14:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:55:50.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edward cullen...why aren't real???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUYDwiJzdUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_c6bZFn26i4/s1600-h/EDWARD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279911745475016002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUYDwiJzdUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_c6bZFn26i4/s200/EDWARD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;bakit nga naman ba kasi isa ka lng fictional character Edward Cullen? mahal n kita e...nkakalungkot...sana totoong tao ka na lang, sabagay if ever totoong tao ha, malamang isa kang artista...hindi rin kita ma re-reach...una ko pa lang nkita ang trailer ng 'Twilight", nabighani na'ko sa'yo..."pagkagwapong bata nire"...e kaso matgal pang ipalabas un sa sine, kya since napapabasa nmn na ko ng books, e bumili nlng ako ng "twilight", ang 1st book ng Twilight Saga ni Stephenie Meyer...ayun, i was hooked, nkaka in-love ang book...parang gusto ko din nga lalakeng misteryoso...lalakeng malakas, mabilis, nakakatunaw tumitig..at higit sa lahat, maputla, lalakeng maputla na nags-sparkle sa ilalim ng araw..akalain mo un dba..anyway, napanood ko n din ang movie, kaya lng sa youtube lang, wala nmn tlga akong intensyon na panoorin un habang binabasa ko pa ung book, e pero since andun na, pinanood ko na din...hinde n din ako n surprise na mas maganda ang book, mas detailed, saka mas masarap mag visualize, mag imagine...pero, hindi ko maalis ang titig ko kay Robert Pattinson as Edward Cullen, ang mahal ko...ang gwapo, captivating ung tamang term...grabe ung titig nya, parang mangangain..na gusto ko naman..nkakatunaw tlga..haayyy..dko pa pla tpos basahin ung book...balak ko kasi sa plane ko matpos eh, sa flight ko sa sabado...kasi ayokong matulog...anyway, un nga, mahal ko c Edward Cullen, gusto ko ng ganyang klase ng lalake, nkakainlove in a freaky way...heheh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-4046929987305005234?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/4046929987305005234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=4046929987305005234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/4046929987305005234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/4046929987305005234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/12/edward-cullenwhy-arent-real.html' title='edward cullen...why aren&apos;t real???'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUYDwiJzdUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_c6bZFn26i4/s72-c/EDWARD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-6963940861854811588</id><published>2008-12-15T09:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:11:02.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uuwi na ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUm9QzsI31I/AAAAAAAAAIU/J4xhkEgi6Cs/s1600-h/parol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280960134519512914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUm9QzsI31I/AAAAAAAAAIU/J4xhkEgi6Cs/s200/parol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;10 days na lng Pasko na, sabihin na nateng 9 days...pagbukas ko ng bintana kgabi...grabe, gininaw ako, ang lamig...simoy Pasko n nga tlga...sa sabado uuwi nako..magbabakasyon, dun ako sa Pinas mg C-Christmas tapos dun din ako magN-New Year...sobrang excited na ko, as in, kasi sa loob ng isang taon (kala mo naman katagal na...), ngayon ko lng uli makikita ang Pinas, ng live, in person..nyek!..iba nmn kc talga mag celebrate ng X-mas stin eh...saka nde ko din nkikita ang sarili ko na d2 magpa Pasko, malamang umatungal ako..heheh..makakatikim nko uli ng puto bumbong, bibingka, lechon (weh!), galunggong (sabay ganun eh..), at madami pang iba...naiisip ko na lahat ng gagawin ko pag uwi ko..pinlano ko na lahat to nung May pa..oa dba? e ganun eh...so sa misong araw ng pagadating ko, pagkasundo sakin, pupunta kmi ng Duty Free, bibili ako ng chocolates, o dba, OFWnf OFW..nyahahah...(mag jacket kaya ako ng maong, mag shades at mgsuot ng makakapal na yellow gold n kwintas===&gt; galing kang Saudi?? heheh)..tpos the next day susunduin nman nmin ang mga cute kong pamangkin sa Laguna..tpos sa Monday, pupunta ako sa dentist sa umaga, sa hapon, mgkikita kmi ni Boo, Lestah &amp;amp; Bunny, dinner, kwentuhan..at kung anik anik pa...sa 23, mag ma-mall kmi ng ate ko, bka kc may nkalimutan akong bilhan ng gift...saka, shopping n din cguro...tpos sa 24, sa bahay nlng, 25 PASKO NA! PASKO NA!, 26 try ko mga ayos ng kwarto ko na sabi ko eh 'haunted' na kasi nga wla ng n22log dun..sa 27, pupunta kming Tagaytay, gusto ko tlga sa Bohol, e poor kmi eh, so saka na un...sa 28, bka sa haus lng, pagod eh..29 bka pwede ko na i meet ang former ofismates ko...syempre kasma jan c Bella, kmi ni Bella, malamng cmula umaga, mgkasama n kmi..shopping, chikahan at kung anu ano pa..30 sa haus lng uli, 31, mas lalong sa haus lng dapat..bka maputukan pko sa daan, January 1, malamang andun kmi sa mga lola ko..january 2-10, wala pkong plano..heheh..basta dapt ksama jan ang pagpunta sa Ocean Adventure ba un o Ocean park...kung san man un..magpaganda ng hair, kasi mahal dito...mag start sa bago kong hobby, na isa pang secret..hehe...magmuni muni..mag emote...mag ayos ng mga gamit..etc etc etc...basta ang gusto ko lng eh, ma spend ang holiday ko with my family...friends...loved ones...ahm, wala pla..heheh...pero ewan ko ba, ayoko ding isipin ang bakasyon ko eh, ksi naiisip ko na din ang pagbalik ko dito, back to reality ika nga...haaayyy, dating gawi..trabaho trabaho trabaho...spoiler! heheheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;anyway...sana na lng eh maging masaya at makabuluhan ang Holiday Season na ito para sa ating lahat...un lang...Merry Christmas !!!&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/100660488607291184-6963940861854811588?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/6963940861854811588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=6963940861854811588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/6963940861854811588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/6963940861854811588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/12/uuwi-na-ko.html' title='uuwi na ko...'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SUm9QzsI31I/AAAAAAAAAIU/J4xhkEgi6Cs/s72-c/parol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-733669473411787221</id><published>2008-11-28T11:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:08:24.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute'a Award from Dyosa Bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273543015909467106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9jbrsGo-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/QnSyZkdYicM/s400/blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;second time na ito..may award n naman ako from Dyosa Bella..."Cute's Award"..nyahahahaha...so may rule daw ito, kailangang gumawa ng post ng 10 facts tungkol sa akin...so eto na:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273548508685765826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9obZ4BjMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/b4mWDaVY3rY/s200/pg.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;1. favorite color ko ay green...teal green to be exact..pero ngayon, hot pink &amp;amp; lime green na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;wala lang gusto ko lang...magandang combi eh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273549057957945570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9o7YEt4OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2PpjA8ozziQ/s200/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;2. i am a cat person...meeeeooowwww...heheh... i love cats, dati may alaga akong mga kuting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;kaya lng mejo mabaho tlga sila eh, bawal sa bahay... ina-asthma si mother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273550011050120098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9py2nmU6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/UFfRZNJVt4U/s200/choco.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;3. pareho kmi ni bella dito, comfort food ko ang chocolate...ska ice cream na din.. gusto ko sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;chocolates ung may roasted almonds, hazelnuts or macadamia..sa ice cream, very rocky road, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;coffee crumble, cookies &amp;amp; cream...yummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273551086335841698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9qxcXsVaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/toNTFNLQN8A/s200/adam.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;4. obviously, mahal ko na si Adam Sandler...(magbasa ng past posts...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273551680559701634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9rUCBs3oI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tde8xw-doOE/s200/tall.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;5. matangkad ako, pang lalakeng height,,,,nyahahah...5'7 1/2" tlga, pero 5'7" lng sinasabi ko, bka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;ksi ma-intimidate ang mga boys..nyek! joke lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273552260394819330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9r1yFKnwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/lP1uDnMgyBU/s200/mariah.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;6. nung times na bading na bading pako...fave ko c Mariah, kasi gustong gusto kong sinasabayan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;ung "Breakdown" nya w/ Bone Thugs, khit tipong hinihingal ako pagtapos...saka ung iba pang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;songs nya na may kasama syang rapper..take note...kya kong kantahin both parts..hehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273552778371202466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9sT7sW_aI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sJ-4bS63q9A/s200/igi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;7. ayoko ng reptiles &amp;amp; amphibians...so sobrang ayaw ko sa knila nanaginip ako minsan ng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;higanteng iguana na hinahabol ako..heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273553457526111186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9s7dvge9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/2MqSTcoJ21A/s200/chilli.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;8. hindi ako Bicolana pero mahilig din ako sa maanghang..halos nga yata laht ng niluluto ko na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;may sarsa e nilalagyan ko ng sambal chilli...msarap eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273554003885888450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9tbRF1E8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/54mJ8OmMlhs/s200/mcdo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;9. meron kming group ng 3 boyfriends ko, 'McDo', kc lagi kmi dun kumakaing apat nung thesis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;days nmin...pero may isa png tinawag sming 4 e.. "BERK'S"..ang korni dba..Benedick Erwin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Raymond Kerol 'Sol (dati kc 5 pla kmi)...so un...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273554307755970882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9ts9GGkUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iMY93PHrl08/s200/dev.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;10. moody akong tao, dahil sa isa akong ARIAN===&gt; gawin bang excuse?? hahah..pero ang alm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;ko tlga sa mga taong mahal ko, pasensyosa nmn ako, dun lng tlga sa mga hindi ko feel, kusang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;lumalabas ang kamalditahan ko, hindi ko tlga ma i-deny...hehe&lt;/span&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/100660488607291184-733669473411787221?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/733669473411787221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=733669473411787221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/733669473411787221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/733669473411787221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/cutea-award-from-dyosa-bella.html' title='Cute&apos;a Award from Dyosa Bella'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SS9jbrsGo-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/QnSyZkdYicM/s72-c/blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-8567532760886069549</id><published>2008-11-25T11:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:07:33.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>may puso din si kiroy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSt41uZ7ecI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5fguivZQHt8/s1600-h/CLICK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272440653152483778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSt41uZ7ecI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5fguivZQHt8/s400/CLICK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333300;"&gt;eto na ung post na sinasabi kong mag eexplain kung bakit favorite ko din ung moving ni adam sandler na "Click"... dahil sa movie na 'to napatunayan ko na kahit masama ang isang tao, eh may puso din sya...so simulan ko na ang kwento ko ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333300;"&gt;ang bida sa post ko na ito ay si Kiroy, sa totong buhay, bihira ko tlga syang banggitin sa mga pang araw-araw na kwento ko, dahil na din sa iniiwasan kong maging masama, nyahahaha, bka kasi pag siya na ang topic ng kwentuhan eh puro mura lng lumabas sa bibig ko...naaalala ko pa nga nung mga unang beses na nagsasabay kmi ni Dyosa Bella mag ice cream after mag lunch, lagi na lng ung unang ex ko (korek! ex ko din si Kiroy, although minsan dinedeny ko, heheeh) ang kinukwento ko, lahat ng maganda o panget na pwede kong i share kapag isyu sa puso ang topic namin eh, laging ung unang ex ko ang bida..sabi tuloy ni Bella, 'Bakit di ka nagkekwento sa recent ex mo?"..."ah, eh..kasi..."..heehehe..ayoko talaga eh...so un, syempre, hindi din naman ubod ng sama si Kiroy, kasi in the first place, hindi ko naman sya magugustuhan kung nuno sya ng sama diba, siguro lng e masyado akong disappointed s kanya, at saka hindi na lng kasi tungkol sa past relatioship nmin ang naging dahilan ng gap namin, meron na din sa professional lives namin at sa pagkatao nmin, as a whole..so, pano ko nasabing may puso naman sya despite the ibang level of sama ng loob n binigay nya sakin? Simple lng, family, father to be exact...kami kasi ang magkasamang nanood ng "Click", at sobra syang nka relate sa movie, (bukod sa character ni Adam as an Architect), si Kiroy at c Adam as Arch't. Michael Newman ay parehong malayo ang loob sa mga tatay nila...madaming kwento si Kiroy sakin dati na..un nga, nde sila , na hindi cla kasing close ng ibang mag-tatay..etc etc.. Naalala nyo ba ung scene dun sa movie na namatay ang dad ni Adam, habang hinahabol nya si Adam? un ung scene na nagpaiyak kaya Kiroy..actually ako din nmn, kinurot ang puso ko ng eksenang un, pero nde nmn tumulo ung luha ko, muntik pa lang..pero nagulat ako nung pagtingin ko sa left side ko, e nagpupunas na sya ng luha gamit ang manggas ng t shirt nya...gusto kong i pause (gamit ang "universal remote" ni Michael Newman) ang pangyayari na un, para tumatak sa utak ko na, sa kabila ng pagiging siga-siga at macho image ni Kiroy, e malambot ang puso niya..awwww...dun ako mas naapektuhan eh, sa nkikita kong nangyayari sa katabi ko, kesa sa pinapalabas sa wide screen...ang ginawa ko, hinug ko sya...awww...syempre ico-console ko sya dba..alam kong malungkot tlga para sa kanya eh...natatakot sya, pero hinde nya alm kung pano mag re-reachout sa father nya...after nito, npag usapan nmin un...nagbigay ako ng advice (although alam kong di naman nya gagawin un, being the hard-headed person that he is..hehe), sinabi ko na may time pa para maayos un, blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333300;"&gt;So sa ngayon, ewan ko kung nagka ayos na sila, wala na kasi kong care eh..nyahahaha...joke lang, well, kahit nman hindi naging mganda ang ending nga kwento nmin, i still wish him well...pero not so well, unless mas well ako..hahaha, bittereness...ang gusto ko lang namang i point out is that no matter how bad a person is, meron pa din syang good side, pwedeng hindi lng nya feel ipakita sa'yo un in the way na pinapakita nya un sa ibang tao...tanggapin mo na lang, kasi aminin na natin, tayo din naman may bad at good side, at merong mga taong pinipili nateng pagpakitaan ng alinman dito... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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kiroy...'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSt41uZ7ecI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5fguivZQHt8/s72-c/CLICK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-8762690373052322331</id><published>2008-11-24T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:14:18.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go tams!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;certified iarfa tamaraw..charge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/483ec89d3823f260/492ab6b7e306b800/483ec89d28fd4e4c/a312c3f1/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div 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tams!!!!'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-424658555436471677</id><published>2008-11-20T13:07:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:33:14.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala pa man din...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SST5eHEcOKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rk4OEcY7tBM/s1600-h/cutecr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270611759619389602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SST5eHEcOKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rk4OEcY7tBM/s400/cutecr7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;at ang bilis ng follow up post ko dba..kakasabi ko lng na sana yung mga susunod na post ko tungkol sa kanya eh masaya, akalain mong eto na..pero exagg lang, wala pa namang sumthing super 'happy' na nangyari...share ko lng ung ibang mga usapan namin na nakakatuwa at the same time, nakakatawa...na ayon nga kay Dyosa Bella e 'pambubugoy', pero aminin na nten, nkakakilig pa din in a way...sus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: alam mo ung word na 'kismet'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: KISMET??? baka KASMOT! nyahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: kolokoy ka, meron nun no, ang ganda kya ng meaning nun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ah, teka...kismet...bastos ba un?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: siraulo! KISMET = fate, destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ahhh, iba pla ung naisip ko, sori joke..heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;ang ganda nmn ng meaning nyan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;so, ikaw na ung Kismet ko from now on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: haha, ganun, eh ikaw? KASMOT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: i'd luv to be ur Kasmot....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;...mushy....mushy....mushy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: white gold or yellow gold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: platinum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: un nasa choices lng pwede...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: eh mas mahal ung platinum eh..cge, white gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ok, e bracelet o necklace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: bruha ka tlga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;sabagay, pwede...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;earrings, bracelet or necklace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ok, flower, moon, star o wala lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: kris aquino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: hahaha..pwede...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ayan, atleast may idea nko ng pangregalo sa mahal ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: sa'kin ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: oo nga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: sus, dmo sinabi..teka maglilista ko&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;....epal lang....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: lanya, anu ba tong ginawa mo sa akin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;kung pwede ko lang hatakin ang panahon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;hayzzzz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: HUH?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: gusto na nga kita makasama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: awww, sa april nga di ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: babalik pa rin ako dito di ba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;so hintay ako ng another year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;hayzzz , ewan ko basta ang alam ko gusto na kita makasama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;kasi ako gusto kita...sigurado ako dyan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: un nga lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: tipid ng sagot ...hmpf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: e wala ko masabi eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;......haaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: osha, uwi nko ha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ok, cge..pero teka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ingat kang mabuti ha..kasi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: ano na naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;siya: kasi mamahalin pa kita..yebah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.....swabeng swabe.....nyahahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: MAY KWENTO KO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ay teka lng ha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: O GAME?..ASAN K N? HMP..NAWALA NA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;siya: dito nga….naghihintay sa pag ibig mo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: KWENTO LNG IBIBIGAY KO NDE PAG IBIG..HEHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;siya: hangkulet mo!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.....heheheh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: PANO KUNG ME MAKILALA KNG IBA JAN BAGO MAG APRIL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: ampfefe ...sa sarili mo itanong yan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: SA SARILI KO?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: dahil ako kayang kaya ko umiwas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: "PNO KUNG ME MKILALANG IBA C _______ BGO MAG APRIL? HMMMM..TEKA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DKO MASAGOT EH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: gusto mo ng icon? o eto ha (nag insert ng lol n smiley)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;ok na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: HEHEHEHEH , SARAP NG FEELING NO...MANG INIS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: sige sagutin ko na rin...pano kung ikaw ang may makilalang iba? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;eh siyempre la naman ako magagawa di ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;kaso nga lang , siguraduhin mo lang na di ka niya lolokohin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;kasi ok lang na di tayo magkatuluyan, basta makita kong ok yung napunta sayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;kasi di ba, masakit na nga na hindi ka sa akin napunta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;tapos ganun pa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: AWWW...ANG SWEET MO NMN...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: eh di doble panghihinayang di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: CGE N NGA TYO NA... JOKE LNG....(weh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PERO ANG SWEET HA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: seryoso yan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ako: SOBRANG SELFLESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;siya: kasi nga totoo yung nararamdaman ko sayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;..........wala naman akong intensyon na bigang mag joke tym eh, pero angkulet lng kc, kailangan kong umadlib bago ako tuluyang mahumaling....nyahahahah ;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-424658555436471677?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/424658555436471677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=424658555436471677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/424658555436471677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/424658555436471677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/wala-pa-man-din.html' title='wala pa man din...'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SST5eHEcOKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rk4OEcY7tBM/s72-c/cutecr7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-7058328533886995347</id><published>2008-11-18T10:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:52:29.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last night's prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSIxlhgGEDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ty60UzWO8Gs/s1600-h/awwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269829034694807602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSIxlhgGEDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ty60UzWO8Gs/s400/awwww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Thank you po sa lahat ng blessings na binibigay nyo sa'kin, sana po wag Kayong magsasawa ha...saka pakibantayan pong mabuti ang nanay ko, si tatay, ang mga kapatid ko, pamangkin ko, tito, tita ska syempre lahat po ng friends ko...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;masaya po ako ngayon, sobra, kakaiba po 'to, may mga times din naman na masya ko dati, pero iba po ung ngayon, alam Nyo nmn po kung bakit di ba? thank you po sa kanya ha, kung sya man po ung binibigay nyo para sa kin, sana wala pong maging problema, ay mali mali, Kayo na po pla ang bahala, sana na lng po, kayanin ko po syang mahalin ng sobra...na magiging kmi na forever..thank you po ulit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...Amen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ung first line nyan ang naging prayer ko gabi gabi simula ng magpunta ako d2, ng t-thank you ako sa blessings, ska ngp-pray na bantayan ng mabuti ang family &amp;amp; friends ko sa Pinas...nung first few months ko d2, humihingi din ako ng guidance, forgiveness ska ma forgive ko n din lahat ng kinasasamaan ko ng loob...typical n prayer skin un...pero kagabi, dinagdagan ko ang prayer ko ng pagpapasalamat para sa isang taong binigay sa kin...yiheeee...actually, mejo maaga pa nga para isipin ko na ibinigay tlaga sya sakin eh, kasi as of now, we're not together...nasa magkabilang panig kmi ng mundo...pero sobrang nagpapasalamat pa din ako...siguro in few months time, malalaman namin, kung merong mapupuntahan to, pero as of now, i can say na may isang special na tao na nagpapasaya sa'kin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;sobrang eager nga syang mabasa ang blogs ko, sbi ko nmn, wag nlng kc, nde nmn masyadong interesting, heheh..ska in time, mababasa din nya...nung time n mejo nagiging close n kmi, naisipan ko n tlgang gumawa ng post about him, about us...pero nauudlot lagi eh, until today...siguro kagabi kasi nag start na inamin ko sa sarili ko na special nga sya for me...madaming instance na din na nkakausap ko din ang friends nya at pinapaamin nila ko, pero i was always in denial..or siguro, kagaya ng lagi kong sinasabi s kanya, 'ayokong umasa sa isang bagay na walang kasiguraduhan'...matagal tagal n din akong single eh, 2 years na din, meron namang nanliligaw khit pano, heheh..pero un, wala tlga eh..magkahalong takot at paniniguro lang siguro...tapos un nga, nung ngkaroon kmi ng chance na maging close, na actually eh mejo hesitant ako nung una...nakilala ko ung mgandang side nya, naaliw ako na kausap sya, syempre khit sa mga usapan namin, nalalaman ko ung panget at magandang ugali nya...sabihin na naten na oo, nadadala na din siguro ako sa mga pambobola nya, e ganun eh..nababawi naman un everytime may nasisingit na seryosong usapan..dun ko naiisip na, pwede, pwedeng totoo nga ung mga sinasabi nya...lalo na nung sinabi nya sakin na gusto nya akong maging girlfriend..at mapangasawa, tpos sumagot ako, na gusto ko syang makilala ng lubusan, tapos ang sinabi nya, hindi mo naman makikilala ang isang tao ng lubusan kung nanliligaw pa sya syo, kasi he will just be putting his best foot forward, makikilala mo sya talaga kung kayo na...we share a lot of things in common, pati ng ideas sa buhay, kaya siguro nag eenjoy kmi mag usap...kahapon din, tinanong nya ko ng isang preskong tanong 'do u like me na b?', na hindi ko sinagot ksai kunyari imbyerna ako, pero sa 22o lng eh, play-safe lang...tpos after few minutes, ni repharse nya 'meron bang chance na mgustuhan mo ko?'...at sumagot ako ng pliguy ligoy na ang bottom line eh 'oo'..haha..sabi ko nga, ano b yan, 'can't u read between d lines?'..pero sabi nmn nya, to nmn ang tanda na naten eh, pwede nmn sigurong direktang sagot na diba...haaayyy..ewan ko ba, minsan feeling ko din, useless tong mga ginagawa namin, kasi khit magkagustuhan pa kmi ngayon, e pno naman dba? andun sya, and2 ako...sasabihan n naman ako ni Benedick ng "carol &amp;amp; her imaginary boyfriend"...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;basta as of now, ang drama ko eh "seize the moment"..masaya ako, period...kung san man papunta to, that, we have to find out..in time...sna ung mga susunod ko n posts na para sa kanya eh masaya din kagaya nitong una...para naman matigil na ang drama ko ala-Regine Velasquez..."malungkot ang buhay ko..."...i'm just hoping for the best, at kagaya ng sabi ko sa payer ko..."Kayo na po pla ang bahala..."... ;)&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/100660488607291184-7058328533886995347?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/7058328533886995347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=7058328533886995347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7058328533886995347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/7058328533886995347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-nights-prayer.html' title='last night&apos;s prayer'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSIxlhgGEDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ty60UzWO8Gs/s72-c/awwww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-2662992594211071499</id><published>2008-11-13T17:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:34:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kakaiba...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSIpoGtKW4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/dTsuFbpSFZg/s1600-h/WHITE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269820282948443010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSIpoGtKW4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/dTsuFbpSFZg/s400/WHITE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i was browsing my multiply account just now, then sa home page, may nkita kong new upload ng friend ng friend ko, 'my funeral songs vol.2'...naintriga ako, so i opened that person's page...&lt;br /&gt;morbid...sobrang morbid...the person was discussing stuffs about death...meron syang mga album na compilation ng songs during a funeral...may mga facts about funeral sa iba't ibang lugar...khit ung background nung page nya nakakalungkot...i liked the idea, but not really the 'dying' part...sino ba naman ang may gustong mamatay agad dba...cguro i was just amazed by the idea of his/her account..tungkol lahat sa death eh, pero the bittersweet side of it... ung madramang part..ung parang mapi-feel mo ung lungkot at the same time peace in death...parang nabagabag lang ako...tinamaan ako ng realization na, 'oo nga naman, may serenity in dying'...pero ayoko pa din..heheh..so un, sa songs naman nya, mejo makaluma ung iba eh, ung tipikal lang...tamang maiiyak ka pag narinig mo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pero ako kasi, iba ang iniisip kong compilation ng songs eh...compilation ng song sa kasal ko...un un eh...daydreaming...hehehe...bakit ba, basta ako, alam ko, bata pa lang ako, hindi pa ko ngkaka-crush, gusto ko na ung mga weddings...everything about it...kaya siguro ako, magpopost ako ng compilation ko ng songs...'walk-down-the-aisle' songs...tapos iba ibang genre...may alternative, may ballad, may pop, may classic...basta ganun...&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/100660488607291184-2662992594211071499?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/2662992594211071499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=2662992594211071499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/2662992594211071499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/2662992594211071499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/death-song.html' title='kakaiba...'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSIpoGtKW4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/dTsuFbpSFZg/s72-c/WHITE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-1514421076490074426</id><published>2008-11-05T09:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:11:47.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 First Times for 50 First Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SRD9YKQkYiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/989xUtSFzC0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264986555908645410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SRD9YKQkYiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/989xUtSFzC0/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;kaninang umaga paggising ko, narinig ko ung song na 'wouldn't it be nice', ung sa beach boys... napangiti ako, kasi simula nung napanood ko 'tong movie na 50 First Dates, naging favorite ko na din yung song na yun...eto ung isang pelikula na hinding hindi ako magsasawang panoorin ng paulit-ulit...favorite ko din tlga si adam sandler, gustong gusto ko ung ma movies nya...little nicky, the longest yard, click (na isa ding memorable movie para sa kin, abangan nyo sa mga susunod na blogs ko ha..;&gt;) at madami pang iba..hindi ko nga alam eh, pero basta napapanood ko na si adam, kinikilig talga ko..lagi kasing maganda ung character nya sa movies nya eh..nafa-fall ako sa kanya..hehe..may matching buntung hininga pa nga eh, na parang...'awww...san b ko mkakahanap ng kagaya nya?' haaayyyy...ung ex ko ung ksama kong nanood nito eh, kaya malamang isa pa ung dahilan kung bkti may certain something tong movie na to...at eto tlga ung nkakatawa jan eh...di ko na maalala kung ilang bese ko na din to napanood..sa moviehouse, once lng, pero di ako nkuntento, bumili tlga ko ng dvd...cguro ilang mgkakasunod na sbado ko tong pinanood...tapos may mga araw nun na nka-leave ako sa work, pinanood ko din un...minsan naman sunday morning ung, suppossedly bagong movie in dvd ang papanoorin nmin, pero ang isinalang ko eung 50 first dates syempre...sabi nga ng kapatid ko, 'try mong bumili ng bagong dvd nyan ha, kasi mejo gasgas n eh, ska ano bang balak mong gawin? panoorin yan ng 50 times?'...hmmmm... why not dba? so un nga yata ng goal ko, 50 times ko tong panoorin...so far, cguro nasa kalahati pa lng ako, actually, wala pa, mga 21 or 22 times pa lng...hehe...nkakatawa din kasi khit nga mejo oa na sa dami ng beses na napanood ko to eh, teary-eyed pa din ako dun sa part makatabi c adam &amp;amp; drew sa bed, tpos patulog na c drew, tinanong sya ni adam..'lucy, will you marry me?'..tas sabi ni drew 'of course', tas sagot nya 'good don't forget about me', tpos sagot uli si drew 'never'...awww...basta madaming sweet scenes dun eh, lalo na pag nagkikiss clang dalawa, tas sasabihin ni drew 'nothing beats the first kiss'..pero 23rd tym na nilang 'first kiss' un...ang sweet dba...basta sa bakasyon ko, papanoorin kko uli un... ;&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/100660488607291184-1514421076490074426?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/1514421076490074426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=1514421076490074426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/1514421076490074426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/1514421076490074426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/50-first-times-for-50-first-dates.html' title='50 First Times for 50 First Dates'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SRD9YKQkYiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/989xUtSFzC0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-3632035819927018485</id><published>2008-11-05T09:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:25:33.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flattering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSInlLpww5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YuCbHsjSuik/s1600-h/pinas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269818033713496978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSInlLpww5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YuCbHsjSuik/s400/pinas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;likas talaga sa ting mga pinoy (at pinay) ang pagiging masayahin...ngayon nga n kahit merong global crisis, dedma lang ang mga pinoy, "kiber! gagastos ako, mag pa-Pasko eh"...di ba nga kasama ang mga pinoy sa top 5 ng asian countries n confident pa din despite of the global recession...anyway, ang pino-point out ko lng eh, sa kbila ng kung anuman, we Pinoys remain happy... happy people nga daw sabi ng officemate ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;meron kasing isang instance n nangyari sa ofis nmin, one time, meron kming mineet na isang malaysian &amp;amp; isang chinese supplier, may inintroduce sila na bagong products, tapos bigla nya kming tinanong nung isa pang Pinay co-worker ko, "are you two, Filipinos?"..sasagot sana ko "actually, we are Filipinas..."nyahaha..so sabi nmin "yeah.." (naks..pwede namang yes..)..tapos sbi nya, "You know, i hate you guys...", parang dumilim ung mukha ko eh...sa loob-loob ko.."we'll we don't like you either.."...hahaha..buti na lng, dinugtungan nya agad..."you are such beautiful people, you know, the looks, the personality...everything..and tell me, how come all the Filipinos I've come across to, know how to sing?..i just hate it...hahaha"...see? ganyan kabilib ang ibang lahi sa atin...(salamat sa Msgic Sing ;))...kaya tyong mga Pinoy...take pride...aba, sobrang flattering kya nun...saka bukod naman sa personality naten, gusto din ng mga foreigners ung drive naten sa pagtatrabaho, bilib cla sa abilidad at sipag naten...saka eto pa pla, natutwa akong marinig na 'the Philippines' ang tawag sa Pinas, unlike other countrie, pag ina-address cla, walang 'the'...parang may ibang impact lang ksi eh, bigatin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Pero, minsan, hindi maiiwasan na meron ding panget na issues sa mga pinoy, Pinay to be exact...khit na nga d2 sa bansang pinagtatarabahuhan ko eh... sna lang unti unti ng mabura ung panget na image na un...kasi syang naman ung paghihirap mga karamihan para mabigyan ng magandang impression ang Pinas di ba...so un..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;sna lahat tyo, nasa Pinas man o abroad, maging proud pa din tyo sa pagiging Pinoy (at Pinay..hehe, kulet) ;&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/100660488607291184-3632035819927018485?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/3632035819927018485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=3632035819927018485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/3632035819927018485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/3632035819927018485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/flattering.html' title='flattering'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SSInlLpww5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YuCbHsjSuik/s72-c/pinas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-5142493522808915485</id><published>2008-11-04T14:39:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:24:15.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catherine vs. scarlett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SRAEcJIQMSI/AAAAAAAAACw/2YpuyEsXw-w/s1600-h/ipl071308-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264712845929492770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SRAEcJIQMSI/AAAAAAAAACw/2YpuyEsXw-w/s400/ipl071308-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SRABEEiHpqI/AAAAAAAAACo/ArZSdD877fw/s1600-h/IISA_PA_LAMANG_LOGO400wm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;pasensya na sa blog na to ha, i can't help it eh..sabihin nyo nang nuno ako ng ka-jologan..pero mahilig ako sa teleserye...kahit nga nasa ibang luapalop na ko, i make it apoint to have my share of Pinoy teleserye...simula ng umalis ako sa Pinas, ung unang napanood ko dito eh ung 'Lobo', sinubaybayan ko tlga un ha, khit lunch break sa office, nag you-youtube tlga ko, eh kasi naman, bonding moment din nmin ng nanay ko ung pagkwentuhan nmin yang mga teleserye na yan...tpos, next ko pinanood eh ung 'My Girl', nakakaaliw sya, cute lang...pero ang latest kasi na kinababaliwan ko, together with my Harotty gay friends, eh etong 'Iisa pa Lamang'....sobrang naaliw kasi kme sa batuhan ng linya ni Catherine (Claudine) &amp;amp; Angelica (Scarlett), isama na naten ang fave kong kontrabida na si Isadora (Cherry Pie), pati na din si Miguel..eto ung ilan sa mga linya na favorite ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet: you're just a gold digger in red..Damn you!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine: same to you anak! same to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: magswi-swimming ka nlang, nka-diamonds ka pa!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine: syempre diamonds are forever.. like me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlet: at ako pa tlga ang pinalayas mo, kahit san tyo makarating, ako pa dina ng tunay na dela Rhea!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine: bakit? sino ba ang may sabing mixed breed ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet: next level na, agawan ng mapapangasawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isadora: Ang ganda ganda mo ngayon Catherine, ang sarap mong patayin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catherine: May date kasi kmi ni Miguel..so how do i look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: you look like a dirty whore who's just about to do her job..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catherine: coming from you scarlet..that's a compliment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora: pa sweet sweet k pa dyan, ganid ka din naman pla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: that's the murderess in yellow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett:Look who’s here, my favorite step-mother. Ang dating gold digger in red, isa na ngayong merry widow in black.‘Ha! Kung sa bagay mas bagay sayo yang itim, kakulay ng budhi mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catherine:Bakit ka nga ba nakaputi? Para pagtakpan ang mas maitim mong budhi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: Ikaw ba, totoong nagdadalamhati ka? Kasi napansin ko, kaya mong mag-biro. Kaya lang ang corny mo! Anyway, gusto ko lang malaman mo na lahat nang ‘to, hindi ‘to permanente. Lahat nang iyan, babawiin ko iyan sa ‘yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catherine: Sige! Maglaro tayo, agawan ng yaman! Pero kung ako sa’yo, kakabahan ako, kasi ako sanay sa hirap. Eh ikaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: siguradong inggit na inggit skin si Catherine...green with envy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: karma's a bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Miguel: na-out karma ka na, na-out bitch ka pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: may the best bitch win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catherine: Iba na ang sitwasyon ngayon Isadora. Marami akong pera, kaya ko nang bilhin ang kahit na ano. Kahit ikaw, magkano ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora: Hayop ka! Kahit kelan hindi mo ako mabibili, at hindi mo ako kayang bilhin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catheriner: Sabagay, ayoko sayo. Mumurahin ka eh, pero yung anak mo ibebenta mo ha. Sige na, promise hindi ako tatawad. Kahit used goods na, ok lang. Pag-isipan mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett:Anak ako. Dugo’t laman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catherine: Anak ka lang. Asawa nya ‘ko. Lahat ng pag-aari ni Martin, pagaari ko na ngayon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: you’re just a gold digger in red!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Catherine: Pagod ako. Huwag kang loloko-loko. Baka gusto mo ihampas ko tong bag kong mas mahal pa sa’yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora: Sabagay, ako rin eh, pagod makipaghampasan. Next time, ok? In fairness ah, ang ganda ng damit mo. Pahiram minsan ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Sacrlett: Luluhod ka sa harapan ko at magmamakaawa ka na tanggapin kita ulit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Miguel: Kumain ka na. Gutom lang yan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora: Oh aren’t you excited to see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: Excited? Alam mo bang mas excited pa akong magpunta ng dentista at mag pa root canal kesa ang makaharap ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora: Ikaw naman, nagpapaka-funny. Kung ang lahat ng bulok na ngipin ay kasing ganda ko, o di wala ng bibili ng toothpaste… I’m so witty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: Ano ba talagang pakay mo? I’m sure hindi naman ang kapakanan ng dental industry ang pinunta mo dito di ba? Business? Monkey business?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora:Oo, at napaka disenteng monkey business. Politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora: Ba’t mo ko sinampal, biyenan mo ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: Isadora“Di lahat ng biyenan, pinagbibigyan, Di lahat ng beyanan pinapatulan! para yan sa mga biyenang bakulaw tulad mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: Tapos ka na sa gold digger in red. Tapos ka na rin sa merry widow in black. Ngayon, baka pwede ka ng dirty mistress in dirty brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlett: Same to you anak, remember? Pareho na tayong nasasadlak ngayon. Damn you, damn me. Karma’s a bitch, and so are we…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Aura: Itong duming ito balang araw ang syang makakapuwing puwing sa iyo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora:E di mag sheshades ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Isadora: HIndi ang cheapanggang kumunoy na yun ang tatapos sa kin!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Scarlet: Walang hiya ka!&lt;br /&gt;Katherine: Mas walang hiya ka!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet: Home-wrecker!&lt;br /&gt;Katherine: Adulteress!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet: black widow!&lt;br /&gt;Katherine: Slut!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet: Social Climber!&lt;br /&gt;Katherine: Desperate housewife from hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;o dba ang dami, nde ko nman sinabing magaganda ung lines, nkakaaliw siguro, kasi syempre pang teleserye lang yan,,, san ka naman nkakita sa totoong buhay ng nag aaway na pero ambilis umisip ng pangsagot..at nakuha pang i-incorporate ang kulay ng damit na suot ng kasagutan nya dba...hahah...meron pa ngang lines na pati canal water at blood infected with HIV virus eh nasali...hahaha...nakakatawa... ;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&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/100660488607291184-5142493522808915485?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/5142493522808915485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=5142493522808915485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5142493522808915485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5142493522808915485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-with-twist.html' title='catherine vs. scarlett'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SRAEcJIQMSI/AAAAAAAAACw/2YpuyEsXw-w/s72-c/ipl071308-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-9120383982676377312</id><published>2008-11-03T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:25:52.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contradicting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SQ6tMme8A0I/AAAAAAAAABw/rUta8a9CpN8/s1600-h/cry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264335446443033410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SQ6tMme8A0I/AAAAAAAAABw/rUta8a9CpN8/s400/cry.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Nung isang araw, meron akong kabolahan sa chat...o dba..so, nag kkwentuhan kme, tpos, shinare ko s kanya ung mga pananaw ni Mr. Bob Ong...tpos, meron din syang finorward skin.. "kung nagmamahal ka ng dalawa, piliin mo ung pangalawa, kasi hindi ka naman hahanap ng isa pa, kung mahal mo ung una"....Ouch!....parang natigilan ako nun ah, napa-isip, napabuntung hininga, tapos parang nangilid bigla ung luha sa mata ko...nkakakaiyak un ah! biglang sabi ko, 'ganun? aray ko..ayokong maniwala jan, gusto ko pa din ung sinabi ni Bob Ong, "lahat naman sumeseryoso pag nagmamahal, yung iba lang hindi malabanan ang temptasyon..."' tpos sabi nya 'e si Bob Ong din nagsabi nun eh'...nagulat ako, sbi ko naman 'ganun, e ba't magkakontra?', tapos, sabi naman ni chatmate  'nde naman eh, tama naman pareho', tpos, ako naman naninindigan pa din...'Contradicting!'...hehe, tapos, natawa na lang sya, lahat na lang daw kasi pinapalalim ko, mapag-issue ba...e actually, tama naman nga pareho eh, di ko lang mtanggap ung isa, kasi tinamaan ako, naisip ko, ganun...'nde tlga ako minahal ng mga exes ko, ang sakit ha, whereas, ung gusto kong paniwalaan, parang sinasabi dun na, no matter how panget our breakup us, minahal pa din nila ko...un un eh...so in short, mas pabor lang ako dun sa kung saan mas kaya kong tanggapin, ung mas okay para sa kin, ung hindi ako masyado kawawa...hehe.. ;&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/100660488607291184-9120383982676377312?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/9120383982676377312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=9120383982676377312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/9120383982676377312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/9120383982676377312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/contradicting.html' title='contradicting...'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SQ6tMme8A0I/AAAAAAAAABw/rUta8a9CpN8/s72-c/cry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-6124887266489204725</id><published>2008-11-03T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:22:33.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>underneath the mistletoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SQ6AhWsA19I/AAAAAAAAABo/sIFpa0HkhEg/s1600-h/lonely_xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264286324956911570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SQ6AhWsA19I/AAAAAAAAABo/sIFpa0HkhEg/s400/lonely_xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haay..november na, kakatapos lng ng undas..so ano na nga ang next? syempre CHRISTMAS====&gt; the most wonderful time of the year...hehehe..ewan ko ba kung bakit nga pag panahon ng Pasko, may kakaibang something talaga na nangyayari sa maga tao, despite of all the gastos, Christmas rush, parties and everything, feeling ko, ambabait ng mga tao pag mag pa-Pasko...ako n lng eh, nababawasan ang kamalditahan ko pag ganitong panahon...naaalala ko pag kagaling nmin sa simbahan, pagkatapos ng Misa de Gallo, lahat ng makasalubong ko sa daan, gini-greet ko ng 'Merry Christmas po!", with matching big smile, and take note, may 'po' pa ako ha..hehe...tapos, during the Noche buena, parang kakaiba din ung feeling, parang mas close kmi, although most of the time eh sabay sabay nmn kmi kumakain ng nanay saka ng sisters ko, parang iba eh...basta iba... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero sa kabila ng lahat ng magandang feeling na idinudulot sa 'kin ng Christmas Season, merong maliit na part (actually, malaki pla) ng puso ko na kinukurot...ouch!!! eto ung part na giniginaw pag ganitong panahon, tapos bigla kong maririnig ung 'Christmas won't be the same without you' na song...hahahaha...matinding kakornihan, pero naapektuhan tlga ko eh...ayun, mabalik tyo dun sa part ng puso ko, eto din ung dahilan kung bkit mukhang magkakaroon ako ng 3-consecutive annual membership sa S.M.C.===&gt; Samahan ng Malalamig ang Christmas...hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minsan ntatawa ako sa sarili ko, kc parang kailangan ko talagang ihabol sa Pasko ung pagbo-boyfriend..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kasi ung una, Decemeber 17 ung anniv. namin, ung 2nd (ayoko na sna i-count..pero anyways...) December 21 naman, so hinde ako magatataka kung ung susunod ko eh, Decemeber 25 na mismo..haha...meron pa naman akong 1 month &amp;amp; 3 weeks para humabol...ewan ko ba, nakakalungkot lang kasi isipin na wala akong extrang gift na matatanggap, na ultimo ung pambalot at gift card e itatago ko pa...tapos, walang ipagbabalot ng pagkain ang nanay ko (naalala ko ung sa 1st bf ko, ning ngbreak kmi, sabi ng nanay ko 'mokong na un, pinapauwian ko pa naman sya ng embutido ska leche flan...hmp!'), hehe, astig dba..., walang pupunta sa bahay nmin para dun mag Christmas...wala akong ipapakilala sa mga tito, tita, cousins at kung kani-knino pa...,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wala akong iki-kiss underneath the mistletoe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;awww&lt;/span&gt;...ewan ko ba...at higit sa lahat, wala man lang magtetext sa kin ng saktong 12mn ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Merry Christmas honey, halabyu..mwah mwah'&lt;/span&gt;..heheh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually, kahit naman wala eh, magiging happy pa din ako...ska siguro ung lamig lng ng panahon ang dahilan kung bakit may extra loneliness akong napi-feel pag single kung Christmas..ska ung mga panaka-nakang pambwibwiset ng mga barkada ko na, 'malungkot na naman ang Pasko ko'..Siguro isipin ko na lng na Christmas is a time for family, a time for sharing &amp;amp; giving, a time to be nice and not a time for self-pity...hehehe...wish me luck..kung di man ako makahabol sa December..sa Valentine's day na lng, mas sweet un,..heheheh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, Merry Christmas...sana maging happy tayong lahat kahit sa tingin naten, merong kulang...whatever ;&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/100660488607291184-6124887266489204725?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/6124887266489204725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=6124887266489204725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/6124887266489204725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/6124887266489204725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/11/smc.html' title='underneath the mistletoe'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SQ6AhWsA19I/AAAAAAAAABo/sIFpa0HkhEg/s72-c/lonely_xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-769848679863797958</id><published>2008-10-20T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:05:02.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga pananaw ni Bob Ong</title><content type='html'>pakibasa lng tong mga pananaw ni Bob Ong..makatotohan tlga eh, habang binabasa ko nga, npapa- 'awww, oo nga no?!' ako eh...heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Ong is “a publishing phenomenon whose blockbuster book sales are equaled only by the anonymity he maintains”. Apparently, the author hides behind the name Bob Ong and no one knows who he really is. His publisher protects his identity, although Ong says some of his fans have met him. This lends an air of mystery and people become more intrigued and curious. Those who read his work say that his writings are both humorous and insightful, has wisdom, humor and a flair that appeals to our Filipino way of thinking. Ong started a website called Bobong Pinoy that even received a People’s Choice Philippine Web Award for Weird/Humor in 1998. The success led him to publish his writings, thus the books, and all five together massed a quarter million copies sold. Not bad for someone “unknown”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PAG-IBIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung hindi mo mahal and isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya.."&lt;br /&gt;"Lahat naman ng tao sumeseryoso pag tinamaan ng pagmamahal. Yun nga lang, hindi lahat matibay para sa temptasyon."&lt;br /&gt;"Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sayo. Gamitin ang utak para alagaan ang sarili mo."&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba."&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang."&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na."&lt;br /&gt;"Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kungwalang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin."&lt;br /&gt;"Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo..Dapat lumandi ka din."&lt;br /&gt;"Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."&lt;br /&gt;"Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundipagkukusa."&lt;br /&gt;"Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang."&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pagnatuto silang umibig e hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap nasa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka."&lt;br /&gt;"Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lang yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAG-AARAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mag-aral maigi. Kung titigil ka sa pag-aaral, manghihinayang kapagtanda mo dahil hindi mo naranasan ang kakaibang ligayang dulot ng mga araw na walang pasok o suspendido ang klase o absent ang teacher. (Haaay, sarap!)."&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong marami palang libreng lecture sa mundo, ikaw ang gagawa ng syllabus. Maraming teacher sa labas ng eskuwelahan, desisyon mo kung kanino ka magpapaturo. Lahat tayo enrolled ngayon sa isang university, maraming subject na mahirap, pero dahil libre, ikaw ang talo kung nag-drop ka. Isa-isa tayong ga-graduate, iba't-ibang paraan. tanging diploma ay ang mga alaala ng kung ano mang tulong o pagmamahal ang iniwan natin sa mundong pinangarap nating baguhin minsan..."&lt;br /&gt;"Hikayatin mo lahat ng kakilala mo na magkaroon ng kahit isa man langpaboritong libro sa buhay nila. Dahil wala nang mas kawawa pa sa mgataong literado pero hindi nagbabasa."&lt;br /&gt;"dalawang dekada ka lang mag-aaral. kung 'di mo pagtityagaan, limangdekada ng kahirapan ang kapalit. sobrang lugi. kung alam lang 'yan ng mga kabataan, sa pananaw ko ehh walang gugustuhing umiwas sa eskwela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUHAY (IN GENERAL)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. hindi itomultiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or fill-in-the-blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw. Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures."&lt;br /&gt;"Kumain ka na ng siopao na may palamang pusa o maglakad sa bubog nang nakayapak, pero wag na wag kang susubok mag-drugs. Kung hindi mo kayang umiwas, humingi ka ng tulong sa mga magulang mo dahil alam nila kung saan ang mga murang supplier at hindi ka nila iisahan."&lt;br /&gt;"Mangarap ka at abutin mo. Wag mong sisihin ang sira mong pamilya,palpak mong syota, pilay mong tuta, o mga lumilipad na ipis. Kung maypagkukulang sa'yo mga magulang mo, pwde kang manisi at maging rebelde. Tumigil ka sa pag-aaral, mag-asawa ka, mag-drugs ka, magpakulay ka ng buhok sa kili-kili. Sa banding huli, ikaw din ang biktima. Rebeldeng walang napatunayan at bait sa sarili."&lt;br /&gt;"Tuparin ang mga pangarap. Obligasyon mo yan sa sarili mo. Kung gusto mo mang kumain ng balde-baldeng lupa para malagay ka sa Guinness Book of World Records at maipagmalaki ng bansa natin, sige lang. Nosi balasi. wag mong pansinin ang sasabihin ng mga taong susubok humarang sa'yo. Kung hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon, hindi pa rin tayo dapat nakatira sa jupiter ngayon. Pero hindi pa rin naman talaga tayo nakatira sa jupiter dahil nga hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon. Kita mo yung moral lesson?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong habang lumalaki ka, maraming beses kang madadapa. Bumangon ka man ulit o hindi, magpapatuloy ang buhay, iikot ang mundo, at mauubos ang oras."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALO-HALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wag magmadali sa pag-aasawa. Tatlo, lima , sampung taon sa hinaharap, mag-iiba pa ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong di pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang sa kaboses niya si Debbie Gibson o magaling mag-breakdance. Totoong mas importante ang kalooban ng tao higit anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan sa eskwelahan e nagmumukha ring pandesal. Maniwala ka."&lt;br /&gt;"ayokong nasasanay sa mga bagay na pwede namang wala sa buhay ko."&lt;br /&gt;"hinahanap mo nga ba ako o ang kawalan ko?"&lt;br /&gt;"hindi dahil sa hindi mo naiintindihan ang isang bagay ay kasinungalingan na ito. at hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohanan. "&lt;br /&gt;"Sabi nila, sa kahit ano raw problema, isang tao lang ang makakatulongsa'yo - ang sarili mo. Tama sila. Isinuplong ako ng sarili ko. Kaya siguronamigay ng konsyensya ang Diyos, alam niyang hindi sa lahat ng oras e gumagana ang utak ng tao."&lt;br /&gt;"Obligasyon kong maglayag, karapatan kong pumunta sa kung saan ko gusto, responsibilidad ko ang buhay ko."&lt;br /&gt;"Masama akong tao, tulad mo, sa parehong paraan na mabuti kang tao,tulad ko."&lt;br /&gt;"Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sapaggawa ng wala."&lt;br /&gt;"iba ang walang ginagawa sa gumagawa ng wala.""iba ang informal gramar sa mali !!!"&lt;br /&gt;" Para san ba ang cellphone na may camera? Kung kailangan sa buhay yun, dapat matagal na kong patay."&lt;br /&gt;"Pare, isa kang totoong tao at walang halong kasinungalingan. InEnglish, FACT you, pare. Totoo ka. In English, FACT you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-769848679863797958?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/769848679863797958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=769848679863797958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/769848679863797958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/769848679863797958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/10/mga-pananaw-ni-bob-ong.html' title='mga pananaw ni Bob Ong'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-531022789524742802</id><published>2008-09-17T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:05:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one her "teacher's pets." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-531022789524742802?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/531022789524742802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=531022789524742802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/531022789524742802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/531022789524742802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/09/teachers-pet.html' title='Teacher&apos;s pet'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-5576322490079990541</id><published>2008-09-17T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:41:58.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl: Slow down. I’m scared&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: No this is fun. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: Then tell me you love me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(Girl hugs him)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke,but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felther hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though itmeant he would die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-5576322490079990541?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/5576322490079990541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=5576322490079990541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5576322490079990541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5576322490079990541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/09/helmet.html' title='Helmet'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-3329421142795571592</id><published>2008-09-12T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:14:17.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break up lines...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMsvmLt0jXI/AAAAAAAAABM/17SX37BC7G8/s1600-h/goldman-todd-ex-boyfriend-9901101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245338524029586802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMsvmLt0jXI/AAAAAAAAABM/17SX37BC7G8/s400/goldman-todd-ex-boyfriend-9901101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMsvMZZbPuI/AAAAAAAAABE/NsyN7SLMKIE/s1600-h/goldman-todd-ex-boyfriend-9901101.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAMOUS STARTING BREAKUP LINES:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. We need to talk. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;kabahan k na pag eto ang simula ng isang tipikal n phonecall ng syota mo...seryoso masyado eh, nkakatakot...tipong..'ha? bakit? anong pag uusapan..' malamang ksunod n nyan ung mga linyang ayw mong marinig..hayyy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. It's not you. It's me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ayun naman eh, matinding pampalubag loob...nde mo nga nmn ksalanan..sya nga daw eh..mas okay nga nmng isipin mo n sya ang may mali, nde ikaw, mababwasan pa ang bigat ng kunsensya nya sa mga kalokokohang ginawa nya, na malamang eh sya ring dahilan kung bkit ka nya iiwan..hinayupak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. I've lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ah, lalake b sya? nde na bago un..hahahah...parang eto p lng marinig mo okay n eh, nagsinungaling n nga eh, ano pa ba pwedeng makabawi dun dba..either, nagsinungaling sya n single p sya, o nde lng pla ikaw ang gf nya, o lalake din ang type nya..quese jodang dahilan mn yan eh wala ka na dapaat pakelam...nagsinungalin sya, tpos..although sa case nating mga girls e mahirap yang gawing basis, kasi malamang, laging tapos ang relasyon nyo..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you remember when i said everything is alright?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;well, it's not..it never was and never will be...un n un..ikaw naman...syempre nung simula, mejo pa lng, kaya p nyang pagtakpan ung totoong nararamdaman nya na ayaw n nya, sasabihin muna nyang..'ok lang, we're cool'..pero darating din ung point n sagd na, na di nya na carry magsinungaling syo..kaya eto..malalaman mo na all this time eh nagtitiyaga lang sya sa yo...hay buhay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. I need some time to find myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pucha! sino pa kayang bibili nitong excuse na to no? wala e, feeling ko lang kasi, minsan eto na ung pinaka safe sabihin, kasi wala ka n ding laban dito e...kahit kasi anong paliwanag ang hingin mo, at kahit pano nya pa to i-explain syo, ang ending, sya lang ang nakakaintindi nun, at kahit mahirap para syo, tatanggapin mo na lng...haayyyy ulit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. I'm not good enough for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;almost the same with 'it's not you, it's me..' dito nga langmas binaba nya ung sarili nya...pinanarealize nya sa'yo na langit ka, lupa ako..ganung level..siguro nung umpisa palng ng relasyon nyo, aware n sya dito eh, pero syempre habang tumatagal, nahihirapan n din sya, pwedeng madaming instances n hindi na nya masakyan ung kasosyalan mo, o masyado kang matalino para s kanya, o isa kang dyosa ng kagandahan..minsan kasi, kahit ikaw pa ung bumaba sa pedestal mo para sa knya, e wala din, maiisip at maiisip pa din nya ang sasabihin ng mga tao..masakit yun para sa kanya, ung tipong ngalakad kyo sa mall, tpos maririnig nya ung mga tao n nagsasabing 'swerte naman nung panget n yan..cguro mayaman o kaya sobrang bait'...hehe, di ba masaklap un, kya yan nlang, you're too much for him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. I think we're better off as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ouch! ang sakit naman nun, matapos mo syang mahalin ng lubusan, bigla na lng nyang sasabihing 'friends' na lng kayo...shumowbiz ba?! sbagay, kung maganda naman ang piangsamahan nyo,tipong you just grew apart o simpleng na fall-out of love n lang kayo, it would really be nice to stay friends with him, after all, may pingsamahan naman kayo dba..pero eto ha, kung winalanghiya k nya, niloko, pinaglaruan nya ang puso mo, sinaktan, pinerahan o kung ano pa man eh..HELL NO!, u can never be friends with him, friends nya mukha nya..wehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. I don't love you anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;do i need to say more? un n un eh, direct to the point, wag k ng humingi ng explanation...tanggapin mo na lang..malamang yan n tlga ung nararamdaman nya as of the moment, at least he was brave enough to say it to your face, isipin mo di ba..gusto mo p bang patagalin pa ung relasyon na wala nmn n tlga syang nararamdaman para sayo..di na uso ang unconditional love ha, o ang one-sided love affair...pag di k na nya love..tama na, sa ibang tao mo na lang ibaling ang pagmamahal mo..buti nga dba sinabi p nya kesa nmn pagmukhain k pa nyang tanga...okay lang yan, makakhanap k pa ng iba..huwag ipilit ang hindi pwede oki... ;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. I wanted to fix things, alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;alone? ung relasyon ba natin ang kailangan mong ayusin? e bakit alone? ksali ko dapat dba...so para din tong 'i need some space'...e honey halos hindi n nga tayo nagkikita eh, bihira n din tyo mag text o magtawagan, tpos space pa?...hay hay hay...parang isang malaking kalokohan no, but then again, isa lng tong nice way of saying 'idon't need you anymore'...'pabayaan mo nkong mag isa'...'umalis ka sa harapan ko, or else..tatamaan k'...aray, tanggapin mo na lang din to, ayaw n nya eh, it's over...mahirap lang no, kasi ang dating, di n nya kailangan n nandun k para sa kanya..kaya n nya na wala ka, so dapat kayanin mo din n wala sya..tanggapin mo na lng na nasusuya na sya sa pagmumukha mo, na sawang sawa na sya na nakikita ko, un...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. I LOVE YOU, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;wag mo nang subukan pang pakinggan kung ano man ang susunod nyang sasabihin...pwede ba? mahal mo ko? mahal mo ko? e ano pa yang pero pero mo n yan...madaming problema, un lang un di ba..ayaw mo n sakin,e bkit kailangan mo pang sbihing mahal mo ko? consuelo de bobo? para nga naman nde ako mukhang kawawa, para nga naman may mukaha pakonh ihaharap sa mga tao pag nagtanong sila..'mahal pa din nmn nya ko eh, medyo may peroblema lang'..ni hindi mo nga masabi kung ano problema eh, kasi nga 'mahal' k pa din nya...ah ewan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Siguro nga nde madaling makipaghiwalay no, lalo n kung naging mabait tlga ung taong un sayo, ung nagmahalan naman talaga kayo...kaya siguro madaming nausong pang uto na break up lines eh, to make it easier for the other party, minsan kasi kayang pagtakapan ng magagandang salita ang sakit n pwedeng idulot ng pakikipaghiwalay...pero syempre, pinaktama pa din na malaman nya ang totoo, malamang, magalit sya syo, isusumpa k nya, pati mga kaibigan mo, hehe..pero believe me, eventually, mapapatawad ka din nya, siguro after 12 years..wahahah...joke..dadating din ung time n un na, nakalimutan na nya ung kasalanan mo s kanya, ung pagtatawanan nyo na lang ung nakaraan, ung pagkekwentuhan nyo na ung buhay nyo ngayon, na mas naging okay kayo...and naging magkaibigan kayo, mas okay un di ba... ;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/100660488607291184-3329421142795571592?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/3329421142795571592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=3329421142795571592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/3329421142795571592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/3329421142795571592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/09/break-up-lines.html' title='Break up lines...'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMsvmLt0jXI/AAAAAAAAABM/17SX37BC7G8/s72-c/goldman-todd-ex-boyfriend-9901101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-5055034928723898453</id><published>2008-09-10T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:57:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parental Wisdom- Pinoy Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan ang mga mumunti ngunit Ginintuang butil na payo na nakuha ko sa aking mga magulang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Si Inay, tinuruan niya ako &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Kung kayong dalawa ay magpapatayan, doon kayo sa labas! Mga Leche kayo,kalilinis ko lang ng bahay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Natuto ako ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RELIGION&lt;/span&gt; kay Itay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Kapag yang mantsa di natanggal sa uniform, magdasal ka na!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.Kay Inay ako natuto ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOGIC&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Kaya ganyan, dahil sinabi ko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. At kay Inay pa rin ako natuto ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORE LOGIC&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Pag ikaw nalaglag diyan sa bubong, ako lang mag-isa ang Manonood ng sine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. Si Inay din ang nagturo sa akin kung ano ang ibig sabihin ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IRONY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Sige ngumalngal ka pa at bibigyan talaga kita ng iiyakan mo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. Si Inay ang nagpaliwanag sa akin kung ano ang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONTORTIONISM&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Tingnan mo nga yang dumi sa likod ng leeg mo, tingnan mo!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Si Itay ang nagpaliwanag sa akin kung ano ang ibig sabihin Ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STAMINA&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Wag kang tatayo diyan hangga't di mo nauubos lahat ng pagkain mo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. At si Inay ang nagturo sa amin kung ano ang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEATHER&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Lintek talaga kayo, ano ba itong kuwarto nyong magkapatid, Parang dinaanan ng bagyo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. Ganito ang paliwanag sa akin ni Inay tungkol sa &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CIRCLE OF LIFE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Malandi kang bata ka, iniluwal kita sa mundong ito, maari rin kitang alisin sa mundong ito."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. Kay Itay ako natuto kung ano ang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Tumigil ka nga diyan! Huwag kang umarte na parang Nanay mo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;11. Si Inay naman ang nagturo kung anong ibig sabihin ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GENETICS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Nagmana ka nga talaga sa ama mong walanghiya!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;12. Si Inay naman ang nagpaliwanag sa amin kung anong ibig Sabihin ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENVY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Maraming mga batang ulila sa magulang. Di ba kayo Nagpapasalamat at mayroon kayong magulang na tulad namin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;13. Si Itay naman ang nagturo sa akin ng&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANTICIPATION&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Sige kang bata ka, hintayin mong makarating tayo sa bahay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;14. At si Itay pa rin ang nagturo kay Kuya kung anong ibig Sabihin ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RECEIVING&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Uupakan kita pagdating natin sa bahay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;15. Si Inay naman ang nagturo sa akin kung ano ang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUMOR&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Kapag naputol yang mga paa mo ng pinaglalaruan mong lawnmower, Wag na wag kang tatakbo sa akin at lulumpuhin kita!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;16. At ang pinakamahalaga sa lahat, natutunan ko kina Inay at Itay kung ano ang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUSTICE&lt;/span&gt;:"Balang araw magkakaroon ka rin ng anak...tiyak magiging katulad mo at magiging sakit din sa ulo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-5055034928723898453?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/5055034928723898453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=5055034928723898453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5055034928723898453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5055034928723898453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/09/parental-wisdom-pinoy-style.html' title='Parental Wisdom- Pinoy Style'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-3867440796600889088</id><published>2008-09-10T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:56:42.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a blonde's diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMdDxlqNOSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/g6iw7qj1Lhs/s1600-h/diary.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244234810298022178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 437px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="427" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMdDxlqNOSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/g6iw7qj1Lhs/s400/diary.bmp" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;wahahahahaha...so funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-3867440796600889088?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/3867440796600889088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=3867440796600889088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/3867440796600889088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/3867440796600889088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/09/blondes-diary.html' title='a blonde&apos;s diary'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMdDxlqNOSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/g6iw7qj1Lhs/s72-c/diary.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-5890737829402271670</id><published>2008-09-08T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:50:26.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another kagagahan story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMSEkxsrdNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FOamvLU-d04/s1600-h/awwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243461633516991698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMSEkxsrdNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FOamvLU-d04/s320/awwww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below is the winning piece in the latest contest sa UP Creative writing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 4 months since i saw him and talagang namimiss ko na siya... pero what can i do? it seems that i have loved the wrong person.... but still the pain keeps on hurting me and kung walang magbibigay ng gamot para dito sa nararamdaman ko.... baka mamatay na ako....To give you a background about my life, everything seems to be fine except dun sa time na dumating na sa buhay ko yung hinayupak na lalake na yon.... hehehehe.... kung curious kayo about dun sa guy... bestfriend ko po yon kaso lang iba na ang nangyari as time passes by.....Classmate ko sya nung highschool. pards pa nga ang tawagan namen.... o db ang sweet? di na ako iba sa kanya and ganon na ren sya sa aken.... kung di nga lang ako naging babae baka naiuwi na ako nun sa bahay nila and baka lahat ng gawaing pang brusko eh ipagawa na nun sa ken eh..... pero cyempre mukha pa ren naman akong babae noh!!highskul cyempre may prom.... wala cyang date, wla ren ako.... i know that he wanted to invite me to be his date pero ang ogag nga kasi nun kaya the last minute tsaka lang sya nag-ask. he went to our house... nakamotor po sya and medyo pawisan pero infairness.... mabango pa ren....he ask my permission to see my dress for the prom.... cyempre para maloka sya sa aken at may konting surprise... i refuse.... o sige, medyo na frustrate sya pero hindi yon naging hadlang para invite nya ko.... sa ganda ko na to..... cyempre ang dami munang pa-echeng.... hanggang sa tanungin nya ako kung may date na ba me.... e kung di ba naman siya abnormal eh.... papayag ba akong makipagdate sa iba eh sya lang ang gusto ko.... lam mo yon... sarap sampalin.... so in short, papilit pa ba ako? syempre.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the night of my life came, i was so pretty sabi ng nang-uuto kong nanay... pero naniwala lang ako nang sya na ang nagsabi.... blush ako ever.... kahit alam kong maganda ako since birth(hehehehe) iba pa ren yung sa kanya galing diba?we enjoyed that night and lalo ko lang napatunayan sa sarili ko na mahal ko na pala ang hinayupak na bestfrend ko......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;syempre ano pa ba ang sunod na event sa prom kundi ang graduation na db? the night before the graduation, we talked on the phone na para bang it would be the last time na maririnig namen ang boses ng isat-isa..... ive waited for the moment namabanggit nya na may feelings din sya and hindi naman ako nagkamali.... tinanong nya ako kung may possibilty daw na maging kame.... i know na maiinis kayo sa ken dahil alam nyo ba ang sagot ko? ah, eh.... hindi pwede kase bestfrends tayo eh.... yung mga anak na lang naten yung ipag-partner naten.... sa isip-isip ko.... ang tanga! pano ko nasabi ang ganong words? pero wala na akong magagawa..... alam namang bawiin ko pa eh di nahuli naman ako db? pero ang tanga ko talga....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cyempre college na.... im so proud to say na napunta naman ako sa magandang school and take note... pareho kame ng skul..... ano to? kailangan bang ituloy ang naudlot na pagmamahalan namen?.... hehehe....nagkaboyfriend ako for a year and a half.... minahal ko sya pero there are these conflicts and problems na di na kayang ayusin.... in short.... nagbreak kame..... i guess god meant that to happen kasi yon din yung time na nagkita kame ng bestfrend ko..... sa sobrang miss namen ang isa't-isa.... sabay na kameng umuwi, kumain, pumasok..... im happy pero parang lalo ko lang pinahirapan ang sarili ko dahil my feelings for that guy grows each and everytime that we are together... buti na lang magaling akong magtago at magpigil.... hehehe....bilib kayo noh?.....one morning, im so busy preparing my project that would be pass on that same day.... alam kong dumati ng na sya at nasa likuran ko na ang mokong pero dahil sobrang pressure sa project.... gusto ko man syang dambahan... cyempre mamayang gabi na lang di ba? hehehe.... di ko sya masyadong napansin..... may inabot syang sulat sa aken and he asked if i could join him sa lunch.... i said yes.... then, alis na cya.... alam naman kc nyang im busy.....when i was about to enter the room, somebody bumped me and my precious project fell... gusto ko mang magalet... what can i do db? instead i ask my prof to give me another chance to do my project....naalala ko si mokong.... the lunch date.... kinuha ko ang cell ko to text him that i cant come to our meeting.... e kaso.... pag tinamaan k nga naman ng malas.... check operator service daw.... i tried to look for friends or other kakilala pero malas that day talaga....and so i took my lunch all by my self.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;naalala ko yung letter.... hinanap ko sa bag... WALA !!!! bumalik me sa corridor praying na andon pa yung sulat.... wala ren.... god! why? minsan lang magbigay ng sulat yon.... nawala pa....dont know how to tell him about the letter.... and so days and weeks passed, pag nagkikita kame... di nya ako pinapansin... ako, i tried to talk to him pero alam kong may kasalanan ako pero ganon ba kalaki ang nagawa kong di pagpunta at ganon na lang ang iwas nya?... sige... hinayaan ko na lang.... months na ang binilang... i heard that he was dating a girl from the same school that we are in... masakit.... na sa iba ko pa narinig na sila na.... mas masakit na wala na akong halaga sa kanya.....basta... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ilang araw din yon na ganon ang nararamdaman ko.... weeks.... months.... gagraduate na po ako.... i wonder what's instore for me in my last day in school.... and so i thought na puntahan yung favorite hang out namen.... when i was about to get near the place.... i saw him... with the girl.... umiiyak ang bruha but i cant hear what they are talking about.... so ive decided to get out of that place before my tears burst out.... and then a common frend ang sumalubong sa aken.... saying na buntis ang girl.... syempre.... durog na durog ang puso ko.... kung kaya nyo lang ma-imagine yung naramdaman ko.....the night of that same day.... naloka ang lola nyo.... nagparamdam ang mokong pagkaraan ng pagkatagal-tagal na panahon... i thought it was something good for me... for us.... pero i was wrong.... so wrong..... he gave me a wedding invitation and isa ako sa bridesmaids..... the girl... she was waiting in the car.... o db? dati motor lang ngaun... car na....and so the wedding came.... maganda po ako nun.... sabi ng nanay ko pero wala ng nagsecond the motion eh.... so naniwala na lang ako sa nanay ko.... then, there was this professor who came to see me.... he handed over a letter with my name carefully printed on the enveloped.... he said that he looked for the owner of that letter kaso lang po malaki po ang skul namin kaya mahirap magkahanapan db? and so nung nakita nya ang name ko sa invitation, he decided to bring the letter thinking that it could save souls... daw....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so i was about to open the letter when the priest ask kung sino daw ang tututol... dedma ako.... alam namang manggulo pa ko noh.... binasa ko na ang letter..... nakakatouch po talaga.... he opened up his feelings for me.... hoping na meron din daw akong feelings for him.... he ask that if i will show up to our hang- out the next day after he gave his letter, then it means that i also have feelings for him and that he would love me for the rest of our lives.... but if i wont.... then he will never open that topic again.... he pleaded to me na sana pumunta ako... ...if only i have that letter.... if only i knew about it.... kung di lang ako clumsy and careless to keep that letter... things would be diffrent.... if only..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so i heard the priest announced the couple as husband and wife.... ang sakit...... picture taking..... gusto mang sumabog ng nararamdaman ko.... as you know.... magaling akong magpigil.... pero masakit po talaga.... sobra...... after the picture taking...... niyakap ako ng bestfrend ko.... ang higpit.... and teary eyed nyang cnabi na.... i still love you....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;moral lesson:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;avoid being so clumsy..,!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;your mother is your real number one fan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ang pride.., dapat piniprito yan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsaka dapat sumisipot sa date na sinet.., (sayang yung food)..,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and madami pang iba.., kayo na lang ang magdagdag... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-5890737829402271670?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/5890737829402271670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=5890737829402271670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5890737829402271670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/5890737829402271670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-kagagahan-story.html' title='another kagagahan story'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SMSEkxsrdNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FOamvLU-d04/s72-c/awwww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100660488607291184.post-8044175088985722069</id><published>2008-09-02T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:53:12.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SLy4kb_GamI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HTffLQeDk-Q/s1600-h/crzongelatinaqc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241267002479635042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SLy4kb_GamI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HTffLQeDk-Q/s320/crzongelatinaqc4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU FALL IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;(Debunking the Myths That Are Driving You Crazy)&lt;br /&gt;By: Bo Sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article isn't for teenagers only.&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love happens to the young and the not-so-young.&lt;br /&gt;(Did you see 42-year-old Tom Cruise jump up and down Oprah's couch because of Katie?)&lt;br /&gt;It happens to everyone.. Fat, thin, tall, short, intelligent, uneducated, holy, not so holy,&lt;br /&gt;dark, white, yellow, green... it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;All of us fall in love. And we get stuck in myths that drive us absolutely crazy.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to debunk these myths and convince you not to believe in them. Let's begin....... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYTH 1: LOVE WILL CONQUER ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me qualify.&lt;br /&gt;This is such a tricky myth. Because love will conquer all. But love&lt;br /&gt;------ as defined by glazed-eyed lovers ----- will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in this myth, you might do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You overlook major obstacles in your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone you know is wondering why you chose that creature from outer space as your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Your bestfriends are telling you to get rid of him.&lt;br /&gt;Your family is telling you to throw him out of a running vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;Aling Rosa of the sari-sari store across the street is telling you to lace his drink with poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you won't --------- because you're in love. That's why there are songs entitled,&lt;br /&gt;"you and me against the world" Your bestbuds comment,&lt;br /&gt;'but he's been jobless for the past three years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say, "He's free-spirited. He feels boxed in when he's in the office.&lt;br /&gt;'(in other words, he's undisciplined, lazy bum.)&lt;br /&gt;Your officemates say, 'He flirts with other women constantly!'&lt;br /&gt;and you say, 'No, he's just friendly.' (in other words, he's a pervert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cousins say, 'He's taking drugs, He's got needle marks all over his arm.&lt;br /&gt;And you say, 'No, he's into cross stitching.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You overstay in toxic relationships, believing that your love will change him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding doesn't transform anyone. Even if three Popes officiate the wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person you'll march with into the church will be the same person you'll march with out of the church.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't change one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the marriage makes the hidden more obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he was selfish before he got married, he will be even more selfish after the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;If he was hypercritical before he got married,&lt;br /&gt;he'll even be more vile and prolific with his criticisms after wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the truth : You need more than feelings of love to make a relationship work.&lt;br /&gt;You need mature character, total commitment and a minimum level of compatibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially compatibility in the area of values and mission in life. I hear people say,&lt;br /&gt;'We're compatible. Our names begin with the same letter J.&lt;br /&gt;My name is Julie and his name is Julio. We're both born in July."&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That's so deep, I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYTH 2 : WHEN IT"S TRUE LOVE YOU WILL KNOW THE MOMENT YOU MEET THE OTHER PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've had this experience before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in a crowded room. You're surrounded by boring, noisy chatter when, suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;this gorgeous guy enters the door. Your eyes meet.&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, time stands still. The universe grinds to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;Except for this attractive man in front of you, everything in your vision becomes a giant blur.&lt;br /&gt;The hubbub of the crowd becomes a soft muffle and,&lt;br /&gt;from out of nowhere, you here gentle violin music from the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week later, he's your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later, you discover that your boyfriend's a pathological liar,.&lt;br /&gt;buried in credit card debt, borrows money from all his girlfriends (you're his eight in six months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind says, 'Dump him'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart says, 'But it was love at first sight!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the consequences ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You become so focused on the magical first moment,&lt;br /&gt;you become blind to the dark side of the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six out of seven days, you're fighting with your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't give him up because you met each other in such a magical moment.&lt;br /&gt;Your car keys fell and he picked it up, and then your eyes met,&lt;br /&gt;you smelled his deodorant, and you dropped your keys again ......&lt;br /&gt;How can you not be meant for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You become a love-at-first- sight junkie that you could miss out on the 'real thing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One intelligent woman told me, 'Bo, there's this guy who's courting me.&lt;br /&gt;He's okay. He's kind, he's responsible, he has a good job.......'&lt;br /&gt;"I could hear a 'but' coming ," I said. 'but there are no sparks!" she bit her lip.&lt;br /&gt;"No violin music playing in the background huh" "none.&lt;br /&gt;When I see him, the background music I hear is lululalu-lalulalula lei..." "listen.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need a magical first moment to meet our potential husband.&lt;br /&gt;The important things are mature character, financial responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;ability for commitment, compatible mission and values..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually met this girl again on her wedding, and before she marched down the aisle,&lt;br /&gt;she whispered to me, "Do you hear the violin music, Bo? It's loud and clear."&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, marriages with the least adjustments are those between friends&lt;br /&gt;who've known each other for years before they realize that they're good marriage material.&lt;br /&gt;What is love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Many times, it's lust at first sight. Or infatuation at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give it too much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the truth: it takes a moment to experience infatuation but true love takes a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYTH 3 : IF IT IS TRUE LOVE YOU WILL FEEL THIS WAY FOR EACH OTHER FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you won't. Here are the consequences for believing this myth :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You panic when the feelings wane, and wonder whether the marriage is over&lt;br /&gt;and whether you really loved one another in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the night of your honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;Your new bride is sleeping. The cotton curtains are gently swaying in the cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;You gaze at her lovely face. You study her soft cheeks. Her long eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;Her beautiful nose, her parted red lips.&lt;br /&gt;And all of a sudden, she snores.&lt;br /&gt;"Ngggggggooork"&lt;br /&gt;How do you react? Because it's your honeymoon, you say, 'How cute.'&lt;br /&gt;Six months down the road, the same scene transpires. Your wife is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;And the same cotton curtains are gently swaying in the cool breeze..&lt;br /&gt;And you hear her snore.&lt;br /&gt;"Ngggggoork. "&lt;br /&gt;What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;"Ssssssheeeesh, Honey! You sound like a boat!'&lt;br /&gt;What has happened? The feelings have gone. Let me say this:&lt;br /&gt;'That's normal. It happens to everyone. But it doesn't mean your love is gone so don't panic!&lt;br /&gt;You can make a decision to love the snoring boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start blaming your partner for the loss of love&lt;br /&gt;This is nutty.&lt;br /&gt;But many people do it: when we don't feel in love, we think it's the fault of the other person.&lt;br /&gt;And so we fight him.&lt;br /&gt;Again, we fall out of love because we're human beings.&lt;br /&gt;It's nobody's fault.&lt;br /&gt;The moment you fall out of love, the real work begins .&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;This is the most important point I'm going to make.&lt;br /&gt;(I got this from Scott Peck in his bestseller book, The Road Less traveled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love isn't love&lt;br /&gt;Here's why. When you fall in love......&lt;br /&gt;a. No decision is required. Falling in love just happens.&lt;br /&gt;b. No effort is required. Falling in love is like.... Well, falling.&lt;br /&gt;c. No hard work is required. Falling in love is being bitten by the love bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, true love requires all three :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Decision, 2.. Effort and 3. Lots of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible, love is a command. You make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;Sure true love can only happen after you've fallen out of love. this is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;When you begin choosing to love, even if you don't feel like doing it ---- that's true love.&lt;br /&gt;And that's the foundation of a lasting marriage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYTH 4: YOUR PARTNER WILL FULFILL YOU COMPLETELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again because falling in love satisfied you completely ----- you want the same satisfaction to last.&lt;br /&gt;No it won't.&lt;br /&gt;Consequence? You might fail to recognize a good relationship&lt;br /&gt;because your partner isn't fulfilling the needs you should be fulfilling yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the truth: the right partner will fulfill many of your needs but not all of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just some things your husband can't give you: you're self-worth.&lt;br /&gt;Your spirituality. Your inner happiness.&lt;br /&gt;These are things you have to work on your own.&lt;br /&gt;I've met lots of people who think they're dissatisfied with their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;In reality, they're dissatisfied with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;I've met lots of people who think they're bored with their marriages.&lt;br /&gt;And they complain to the high heavens how boring their husband or wife is ----&lt;br /&gt;when in truth, they're really bored with life.&lt;br /&gt;Meet your own needs. Find your happiness in God.&lt;br /&gt;Find your niche, your calling, your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;And then share your joy with your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYTH 5: IF IT'S TRUE LOVE YOU WON'T BE ATTRACTED TO ANYONE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in this myth, you panic when you get attracted to someone else,&lt;br /&gt;questioning the authenticity of your love for your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;One man told me, 'Bo, I love my wife. Or I thought I did.&lt;br /&gt;But then I met this woman at work. She has nice make-up.&lt;br /&gt;She smells nice. She wears a pencil-cut skirt.&lt;br /&gt;When I go home, my wife is wearing a drab rag.&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is undone. She smells of vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I am attracted to this girl at work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being attracted to someone is normal ----- even if you have a happy marriage.&lt;br /&gt;But being attracted doesn't mean falling into adultery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you think of the other woman, discipline your heart and say, 'Home, boy, Home!'&lt;br /&gt;and escort your heart back to your wife. Because if you feed your attraction with fantasies&lt;br /&gt;and constantly think about the other woman, it grows.&lt;br /&gt;But if you starve your attraction, it dies a natural death."True greatness does not come to those Who strive for worldy fame, It lies instead with those who choose To love and serve in Jesus name."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100660488607291184-8044175088985722069?l=mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/feeds/8044175088985722069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=100660488607291184&amp;postID=8044175088985722069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/8044175088985722069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100660488607291184/posts/default/8044175088985722069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgaisyungbuhayko.blogspot.com/2008/09/lessons-in-love.html' title='lessons in love'/><author><name>kerolpinkandgreen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01787321278107652024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlsk7UaMrY/SLy4kb_GamI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HTffLQeDk-Q/s72-c/crzongelatinaqc4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
