<?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-37870089</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:20:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kat's desk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>206</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1137250772776875657</id><published>2011-01-26T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:21:15.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I moved</title><content type='html'>I moved to http://www.katfoundthis.com/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1137250772776875657?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1137250772776875657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1137250772776875657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1137250772776875657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1137250772776875657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-moved.html' title='I moved'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-7512786822431529063</id><published>2010-06-27T07:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:08:00.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDEOKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Videoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a.k.a Karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;Use of a device that plays instrumental accompaniments to songs with the vocal tracks removed, permitting the user to sing the lead. Karaoke apparently first appeared in the amusement quarter of Kobe, Japan, where it became popular among businessmen in the late 1970s. It gained widespread popularity in the U.S. in the late 1980s. It is usually featured at bars, where patrons can perform on a stage and sing popular hits by reading lyrics electronically displayed on a monitor. A video film often accompanies the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27261_383144041355_594841355_4380462_7243_n.jpg" height="380" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs499.snc3/27261_383142001355_594841355_4380411_2414673_n.jpg" height="380" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27261_383149326355_594841355_4380584_1706754_n.jpg" height="380" width="500" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs499.snc3/27261_383146726355_594841355_4380492_6301325_n.jpg" height="380" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Videoke has become the number one medium of stress release for me.. As far as I can remember, just this week, I visited the sang at videoke places 3 times.. hahaha.. speaking of addicted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But it's true.. Singing in the videoke can really release out all the tension in me.. It's a good pastime for everyone, singers and frustrated singers, like me.. hahaha.. Inside the private videoke roOm, no one will care about your singing..(as long as the place provides another microphone for one of your companions and they can sing along with you).. You can scream, shout, and hit those high notes as best as you can.. For me, there are songs which are the best stress releasers and therefore, they are the songs which I often sing (praktisadong praktisado! hahaha..).. I can enumerate some of my favorite songs in videoke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is the official countdown.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;10. Kailan by MYMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;as soon as I enter the videoke roOm, I don't go for the high-powered songs right away.. haha.. The first song will serve as a "warm-up".. hahaha.. The song Kailan by MYMP and other songs which have this key level are usually the first ones that I punch in.. Also, I can relate to the song, that's why I usually sing it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kailan.. kailan mo ba mapapansin ang aking lihim? Kahit anong gawing lambing 'di mo pinapansin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kailan.. kailan hahaplusin ang pusong bitin na bitin? Kahit anong aking gawin, di mo parin pansin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;9. Paparazzi by Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;of course, after the warm-up, I check the new song list for new songs.. Lady Gaga songs are "perk-up" songs.. They increase the release of acetylcholine in the system of my companions.. hahaha.. aside from the gaga singing, I can also gaga dance and make them all laugh.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me.. Papa.. Paparazzi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Baby there's no other superstar you know that I'll be your papa.. paparazzi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Promise I'll be kind.. But I won't stop until that boy is mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Baby you'll be famous chase you down until you love me.. papa.. paparazzi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hero by Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I really love this song.. I love the meaning, I love the tune.. hahaha.. I just love it.. This song still has low Mariah keys in some parts, that's why I can sing it.. It won't torture my larynx.. yet.. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And then a hero comes along with the strength to carry on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And you cast your fears aside.. and you know you can survive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone, look inside you and be strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Then you'll finally see the truth, that a hero lies in you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I Turn To You by Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is my all-time favorite song.. It is my favorite song ever since I was in elementary.. It's because I love the meaning of its lyrics.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For a shield from the storm.. for a friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For a love to keep me safe and warm.. I turn to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For the strength to be strong.. For the will to carry on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For everything you do.. For everything that's true.. I turn to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Always by Atlantic Starr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ever heard of "doble-kara"? Yes, I do that too..Hahaha.. This is fun because it makes your voice go crazy.. After being in the high female key, you suddenly jump to the low male key and your voice does something funny.. Haha.. But I love this song.. I love how it means.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;BOY: Girl, you are to me all that a woman should be.. and I dedicate my life to you always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;GIRL: A love like yours is rare.. It must have been sent from up above.. and i know you'll stay this way for always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;BOTH: and we both know that our love will grow.. and forever it will be you and me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If you're wondering how I do the "both" part, hehe.. it's simple.. I do the girl key.. (Of course!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A Moment Like This by Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I love Kelly Clarkson very much.. This was her first song.. This was her song when she won in the American Idol.. She was the first winner for AI ever.. At that time, too, she was still thin.. hehehe.. But I love her.. At this level, my larynx is already tested for the next level.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A moment like this, some people wait a lifetime..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For a moment like this, some people search forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For that one special kiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh, I can't believe it's happening to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Without You by Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ken leeeeeee.. Tulibudibudawyooo.. hahaha.. I really like this song and its ultra-sustained notes.. It will test your voicebox's ability to maintain an opening of a specific diameter for a specific amount of time.. It's just a short song, but the shouting and screaming takes time.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No, I can't forget this evening or your face as you were leaving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But I guess that's just the way the story goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows..yes it shows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't live if living is without you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't give, I can't give anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I Have Nothing by Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And now we come to the Whitney Houston levels! hahaha.. I like this song very much that's why I reserve this usually for the last hours of videoke.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't really need to look very much farther..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't wanna have to go where you won't follow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I won't hold it back again this passion inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Can't run from myself, there's nowhere to hide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But don't make me close one more door..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't wanna hurt anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stay in my arms if you dare, or must I imagine you there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Don't walk away from me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have nothing, nothing, nothing if i don't have you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Move back, Charice.. hahaha.. feeler.. This is a very powerful song.. You need to inhale one tank of oxygen before the all-powerful-ear-breaking chorus.. With this song, all of my muscles become tensely relaxed, and I am stressfully enjoying myself.. hahaha.. Ironic.. whatever.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If I should stay, I would only be in your way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So I'll go, but I know, I'll think of you in every step of the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I will always love you.. will always love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bittersweet memories, that is all I'm taking with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So goodbye. Please, don't cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We both know I'm not what you, you need..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I will always love you.. will always love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And the all-time favorite of everyone (yes, not only me) is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Alone by Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is the song which has the most playtimes in almost all videoke places that we have been.. I wonder, why is this song so popular? hahaha.. Anyway, even with us, this song never goes unsung.. My day or night is complete when I am able to sing this song already.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hear the ticking of the clock, I'm lying here the room's pitch-dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wonder where you are tonight, no answer on the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and the night goes by so very slow, ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hope that it won't end, though alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;'till now, I always got by on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I never really cared until I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And now it chills me to the bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;How do I get you alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;How do I get you alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is how I release my stress.. Truly, songs are not just for entertainment.. They have a reason why they were written and performed.. We may not know, the writers' way of releasing their stress is through writing these songs that we now sing in order to alleviate ourselves from stress also.. It's amazing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Anyway, I can't wait for another round of singing together with my family or friends.. It's just so fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/when_a_singer_truly_feels_and_experiences_what/216009.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;When a singer truly feels and experiences what the music is all about, the words will automatically ring true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/monserrat_caball%C3%A9/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Monserrat Caballé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-7512786822431529063?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/7512786822431529063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=7512786822431529063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7512786822431529063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7512786822431529063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2010/06/videoke.html' title='VIDEOKE'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6891091298533367837</id><published>2010-06-25T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:24:38.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PWEDE BAH!!!!</title><content type='html'>MAG LOG OUT KA!! SIGE!! LOG OUT!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOG OUT WHEN I AM LOGGED-IN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOG OUT IN YM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOG OUT IN FB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOG OUT IN TWEETER!&lt;br /&gt;LOG OUT IN THE NET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOG OUT OF MY BRAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOG OUT OF MY LIFE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how I wish it were all that easy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOG OUT KA NA!! PLEASE LANG!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T WRITE ON MY WALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T LIKE MY STATUS MESSAGES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T COMMENT ON ANYTHING I DO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huhuhuhu.. kung alam mo lang kung gaano na kahirap para sa akin.. kung alam mo lang.. kung alam mo lang.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kung pwede lang ireformat ang brain, gagawin ko.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T______T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-6891091298533367837?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6891091298533367837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6891091298533367837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6891091298533367837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6891091298533367837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2010/06/pwede-bah.html' title='PWEDE BAH!!!!'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6167118620753714393</id><published>2010-05-27T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T01:37:25.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://alucarddracula.tumblr.com/photo/1280/634126550/1/tumblr_l30wf2kT7E1qbmoeu" height="400" width="540" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is just one of the creative things that my friend, Jesus (yes, that's his name), has done using his mind and the softwares on his laptop. I really admire him for being able to think about these kinds of things (kahit na emo.. hahaha..).. Anyway, Jesus, or JD, has been my friend for already 3 years. I think God made us meet not only because he was going to be the President of DG for this school year (hahaha..) but also because we have the same brain wavelength when it comes to FILM MAKING.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, sometimes I forget what college degree I graduated from. Maybe some people would find it weird why a nursing student like me (or like us, including JD) would have so much interest in film making, video editing, and directing and those kinds of stuff. Funny as it may sound, but these were what kept me going during my fourth year in college. The video editing softwares were my inspirations during examinations and class activities. I don't know why. T___T (if my parents were reading my blog, I'd be dead)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe you would think of advising me "why did you take up nursing pa pala, eh, sana nag-FILM ka nalang." yeah, yeah.. I heard that many times already. It's so easy to explain why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film Making is an expensive course. First, you would need your own equipment: a videocam, own computer (with the best specs for optimum video editing ability), and others, which I DON"T HAVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second, their is no school here in Davao which offers a course in Film. The only school I know is UP Manila. Like, duh, I applied for UP Mindanao 4 years ago for the reason that I don't want to go far away and live in an expensive place like Manila.. and, okay, I don't want to be apart from my Mom again.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Third, I didn't discover that I love film making until I was in third year college. Too late. Shifting would have been a solution, but, please refer to my first and last reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lastly, my nursing education is funded by special forces from outside of the Philippines. It is a contract between my family and those special forces. They pay for my education as long as I take up Nursing. That was the greatest deal I have ever encountered in my life. The kind that I HAD ANY CHOICE. duh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Surprisingly, however bitter my nursing life has been, I am thankful for all of those that had happened. Because if I haven't enrolled in San Pedro College, BSN course, I would not have seen the poster in the bulletin boards one day, saying "Do you want to join the Directors' Guild?", and I would not have photocopied the application form and signed it up and went for an interview of a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: Hi Kathleen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Hello po. (smile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: So, kapatid ka ni Shirley?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Yes. (waaah.. connection..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: Why do you want to join the Directors' Guild?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: I want to learn photography and video editing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: any background on video editing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: wala pa baya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: Photography?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: wala din po. (sige pa..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: hmm.. ganito nalang.. Meron ka bang gadgets? Videocamera, Camera?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: wala po. Camera lang po. (self-pity na..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: anong type ang camera mo? Digital?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: Film po. (suicide.. shet..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha.. it's amazing that I still remember that blooper moment.. hahaha.. But above all the questions, there is one question that until now, has been asked to all the striving DG applicants..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya Fidel: Kat, sa Directors' Guild kasi, hindi biro ang trabaho.. sometimes, we go home at 12 midnight after matapos ang mga program and sometimes din we don't sleep na because of video editing.. ang question ko lang is, are you willing to give this much time for the club if ever you get accepted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: uhmm.. yes po. (char.. sa walay pagdapig2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I think I have lived up to that question.. even until now na graduate na ako.. hehehe.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot count the times that I have thanked the Lord for making me a member of the Directors' Guild, for making me meet many great people and most of all, GREAT FRIENDS. These friends have stayed by my side through my hardships and happy moments, through DG's failures and successes, and until now, even if I have already graduated, they are still here beside me, and I really feel that I am still a member of the family. Well, it is just as they say, "once a DGmon, always a DGmon."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Currently, I am a member of a company of video editors, which I think has been made because of the following ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;30% common interest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;30% so that the unemployed will become employed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;30% passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10% separation anxiety&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahahaha.. Is it true? for the 10 percent? hahaha.. I think that personally, the four reasons I have typed above only applies to me.. hehe.. I don't know with the others..  But YES, separation anxiety.. I think I joined this company because I didn't want to freeze my interest, passion, and talent in video editing and directing. No no no, no way! haha.. For me, leaving my beloved DG family this school year, T___T how will I be able to keep my brain from atrophying? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kontrabida: magreview para sa board exam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;waaaah!! I don't want to review pa! Honestly, I don't have any motivation at all. Although I know that motivation can be achieved through positive thinking and mental conditioning, I don't have the motivation to do both. Haha.. I know.. I am hopeless.. I really have a great chance of not passing the board exam.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;speaking of hopeless.. My friend kept on reminding me awhile ago how hopeless my case is (this time, it's not about the board exam.. Ü) Hopeless in terms of ♥life.. hahaha.. I know he didn't mean to make me feel more hopeless, but that is how I feel every time he replied to me.. Hahaayz.. All I know is I CARE so much for this person and I am having trouble expressing (my sickness since, like, forever..) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, that is out of the topic.. hahaha.. if I get all emo again, I will start another fit. waaaaah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;song currently playing from player: ♫ I'm going home, to the place where I belong.. Where your love has always been enough for me.. ♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahahaha.. I love the timing.. Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this will be all for the night.. Ü after 50 years of not writing an entry.. wooohooo.. Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;goOd night all.. Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-6167118620753714393?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6167118620753714393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6167118620753714393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6167118620753714393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6167118620753714393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='sweet words'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1657521666037317374</id><published>2010-02-13T05:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T05:55:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so sorry blog</title><content type='html'>due to a very busy sched and the intrams fast approaching, as much as i want to put in here all the best moments of my life (which has already transpired) for the year 2010, i can't..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i promise that after my graduation, i will have constant communication with my blog.. just like ate Pacu.. hehehehehe..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way i miss them so much!! and last MACKI-USO i didn't get to have much bonding time with them because we facilitated the program.. T_T I hope we will get together again.. heehe.. Ate, teambuilding ha.. sana nandun kayo.. hehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ganito ba tlga ang life? nakakapagod?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaaha.. no choice Kat.. wooohoooo!! kaya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1657521666037317374?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1657521666037317374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1657521666037317374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1657521666037317374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1657521666037317374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-so-sorry-blog.html' title='i&apos;m so sorry blog'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-4104611831560219195</id><published>2010-01-17T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:24:40.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE FEED MY TURTLES</title><content type='html'>feed them when they are on the ground (the gray part on the right side ----&gt;).. hehehe..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; just click on the ground then may aappear na green na dots.. food na yan.. hehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RETREAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the retreat was unforgettable.. if only pwedeng mabalik ang time.. maulit ang mga pangyayari.. gusto ko sanang mag retreat kami ulit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dahil sa retreat naramdaman ko kung gaano ko kafriendship ang aking mga classmates.. :D yung tipong kung makasalubong mo sila sa corridor, hindi na sila commoner.. but you remember them as an important friend who came into your life and once made your life significant.. char.. hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bitin man ang food, pero okay lang.. what matters is maraming nangyaring reconciliation sa retreat and friends na lahat.. and marami rin natutunan ang lahat.. yun ang pinakaimportante.. Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ang sarap magretreat uli.. woohooooo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO THE REAL WORLD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any way, right after the retreat, bumalik lahat ng reality sa akin.. ang dami ko pala talagang trabaho.. huhu.. and now i lack the confidence na matatapos ko silang lahat smoothly.. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some lang ito, huhuhuu.. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Seminar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. PCI NoteboOk and requirements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. VA at DG MACKI-USO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. SPCFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. SIAM times 2 activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Taping of Philippine National Anthem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Intrams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. DG Elections&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. President's Report&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Gawad Pedro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Teambuilding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the ~~~!!! hahahaha.. Lord, nagpray na jud ko nimo na hatagan ko nimo ug strength na makaya ang akong mga responsibilities.. and i will constantly pray for it.. kasi wala ng lakas na mas lalakas pa sa Iyo.. huhuhu.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait to be in bed for 24 hours.. hehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-4104611831560219195?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/4104611831560219195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=4104611831560219195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4104611831560219195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4104611831560219195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2010/01/please-feed-my-turtles.html' title='PLEASE FEED MY TURTLES'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-3846435482849511723</id><published>2010-01-06T01:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T01:59:45.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a new year's resolution that would be necessary to save my heart and my mind from the STRESSOR called LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hindi ko na ito ipagpapatuloy!! Promise!! I promise on my blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;waaaaaaah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The best part of being in love is when you just love a person and be happy about it even if we know that it cannot last forever. That is the true essence of love. It's not about winning someone. It's not about owning a relationship. It's just about being happy because you know you have loved someone. It's about being guiltless because you know you did not take away anyone from anybody. You just loved and loved unselfishly."&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/37870089-3846435482849511723?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/3846435482849511723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=3846435482849511723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3846435482849511723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3846435482849511723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='new year&apos;s resolution'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2420367316351271844</id><published>2009-12-25T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:36:08.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Extension Service</title><content type='html'>nagplano kami ni angel na puntahan ang aming mga balak na beneficiaries for our community extension service noOng december 21.. after ng bday ni sam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalawa dapat ang aming CES activities kasi dalawa ang nirerequire per club.. kaya ang gustong-gusto kong handugan ng blessings ay ang matagal nang nasabi at naikwento ng ate ko, ang Home for the Aged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung bakit gustong-gusto ko silang tulungan.. siguro namimiss ko na lolo namin kaya ganun.. pero come to think of it (char..may ganun?? haha), kapag nasabi mong "community extension service" ang unang naiisip talaga ng lahat ng mga tao ay street children, slum areas, mga preso.. paano na ang mga matatanda na nangangailangan na rin ng attention at pagmamahal dahil halos hindi na sila nabibisita ng kanilang mga kamag-anak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talaga nga naman.. minsan nakakalimutan natin ang ating mga lolo at lola.. (hmmm.. aminin..) kaya nga dahil sa mga kwento ng ate ko na nakapagduty ng isang rotation doOn, talagang natouch ang aking puso.. walang char..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karamihan sa kanila talgang natutuwa kapag may bumibisita na mga students.. dahil daw  according sa kanila naaalala daw nila ang kanilang mga anak at apo.. meron din daw sa kanila ang may Alzheimers' Disease.. medyo natuwa ako sa kwento ng ate ko about sa nakausap niya na matanda doOn na may ganitong sakit.. every 5 minutes tinatanong ang ate ko kung sino siya.. hahaha.. malaking pasensya daw ang kailangan sa pag-aalaga sa kanila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sa akin lang, gusto ko silang matulungan at makasama kahit sa mga ilang araw lamang.. dahil alam kong marami akong matutunan sa kanila.. gusto kong makakita ng mga nakakatanda na ngumingiti at nasisiyahan dahil sa nandoOn ka at sinamahan mo sila kahit sandali lamang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. about sa aming roadtrip ni angel.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first ay pumunta kami sa Mintal, kung nasaan, sinasabi nila na nandoOn ang Home for the Aged na gusto naming puntahan.. dahil sa may sasakyan kaming dala (sosyal!! haha) ay hindi naman kami masyadong nahirapan na makarating doOn.. maliit lang ang bahay na nakita namin.. pero malaki ang lote sa harapan.. pinapasok naman kami ng isang ngumingiting "helper" ng home for the aged.. medyo nahihiya pa nga kaming pumasok sa loOb mismo ng bahay dahil nakikita na namin ang mga matatandang kliyente.. laking gulat nalang namin nang makita namin si Mam Suam sa loOb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: goOd afternoOn po... (nakita si Mam Suam) Ma'am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel: good afternoOn mam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mam SUam: uy.. naa man lagi mo diri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. at yun nga ang nangyari.. si Mam Suam pala ang may-ari ng Home for the Aged na yun.. inexplain ko na kung bakit kami napapunta doON.. at nagkwento naman si Mam about sa kanyang Home.. bago pa lang ang center nila at may 5 na residente pa lamang.. meron silang mga nurse at caregivers.. at willing na willing nila kaming tinanggap upang mag-offer ng blessings sa kanila sa SIAM.. hahaha.. syempre naman.. kung ganyan ba naman ka hospitable ang tatanggap sa iyo paano mo ba naman matatanggihan? kaya naman for the go na kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi yun ang home for the aged na hinahanap namin.. sabi nila lumipat na raw yun sa Calinan.. kaya naisip namin ni Angel na masyado nang malayo ang Calinan.. kaya naman kami ay pumunta na lamang sa ibang institusyon.. sa RSCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, ang RSCC ay nasa Bajada, sa likod ng Davao Medical Center (ang layo ng inabot namin..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinuggest kasi ang RSCC ng mom ni angel.. (ang mom ni angel ay may mataas na posisyon sa DSWD kaya naman madaming connections..) kaya naman nagtry nalang din kami.. sayang ang day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagdating namin doOn, may loud music, lights and plastic chairs and tables with decorations pa all around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: hala gel.. murag wrong timing lagi ta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel: lagi.. murag mag party jud sila noh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. anyway, nakita naman kami ng isang social worker doOn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (big smile) goOd evening po, ma'am.. (naabutan na kami ng gabi..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinalubong naman kami ng smile rin na warm na warm at masyadong welcoming.. ganahan pud ko.. hahaha.. kahit na medyo wrong timing kami, pinapasok parin kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagpasok namin sa lOob, ang pagtataka ko kung bakit masyado silang hospitable ay nabigyan ng sagot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff: uy!! naa lagi mo diri gel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (napatingin kay angel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel: ay.. hehe.. mag... ... ... blah blah blah.. (explain about CES thingy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff: aah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then may dumating na iba pang staff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff2: uy! anak man ni ni Becky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff1: lagi.. mag community extension daw sila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff2: gamay pa lang man ni siya sa una..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff1: lagi.. karemember pa ko tong nahulog ka gel bah.. .. .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: (wiling-wili sa mga pangyayari.. hahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akalain niyo nga naman.. pagkakataon nga naman oh.. kanina, ang timing na timing na nakita namin ay si Mam Suam, tapos ngayon, lahat ng staff na nasa RSCC ay nakakakilala kay angel at sa kanyang Mama.. waaaaaaah.. Lord you're so goOd.. as in.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaka hospitable talaga nila doOn at nafeel ko sa kanila ang pagiging isang pamilya talaga.. pinakain pa nga kami ni Angel.. (kahit na busog na busog na kami dahil nung nanggaling kami ng bahay ay binusog namin ang aming mga sarili ng spaghetti.. ang rationale namin, para hindi na makagastos para sa pagkain after.. hahaha.. what the..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahilakon gud ko sa paghurot sa pagkaon nako.. binigyan kami ng isang platong macaroni salad at isang platong spaghetti na naman (favorite foOd ko pa naman ito.. hapit na nako ma UN-favorite) at isang coke sakto.. what the.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hindi tinatanggihan ang blessings ni Lord.. natuwa rin ako dahil sa pagstart ng Party, pinasali kami.. nanoOd kami sa kanilang parlor games.. at habang tinatry kong idigest nang mabilis ang aking mga nakain sa pamamagitan ng pagtawa dahil sa nakakatuwa nilang mga laro, ako'y namomroblema parin.. hahaha.. paano ko kaya yun mauubos lahat.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat naman at naubos ko rin.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after namin naubos ang blessings ni Lord, binigyan kami ng pagkakataong makita ang mga bata na dapat ay natutulog na sa kanilang mga kwarto.. (by the way, hindi ko pala nasabi.. ang RSCC ay isang orphanage.. hindi ko alam ang meaning ng RSCC, basta tumatanggap sila ng mga abandoned children.. currently, they have a census of 52 children)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya nakita namin ang mga bata.. nakakaaliw.. hahaha.. nasa isang kwarto lamang sila, separate ang mga lalaki at babae pati ang mga baby..  sobra akong natouch nung nakita ko ang mga baby.. may isa lamang na caregiver ang nag-aalaga ng isang kwartong puno ng mga bata.. habang nagpapadede siya ng 2-week-old na baby ay dinuduyan naman niya ang isa sa pamamagitan ng kanyang paa upang makatulog na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. talaga namang natouch ang aking heart sa kalagayan ng mga bata doOn, sa stories ng kanilang mga buhay at sa hospitality ng staff.. kaya sabi ko kay angel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: gel, diri na jud ta.. as in.. nafeeL na nako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel: sige dai.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ikaw bah, wala jud ka nag ingon na famous man diay ka diri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel: wala gud ko kaila sa ilaha dai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: huh?? unya, nganong kaila man sila sa imoha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel: wala pud ko kabalo dai.. first time nako sila makit-an ever.. basig dili lang nako sila maremember.. gamay pa siguro ko ato..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. anyway.. connections nga naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta.. lingaw.. then may naisip na kaming mga programs for our CES activities.. sana mag approve ang whole club and sana mag succeed siya.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana nga through this, matulungan namin sila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help us to succeed in helping our beneficiaries.. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, puntahan namin ni Angel ang Calinan para sa isa pang Home for the Aged.. hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2420367316351271844?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2420367316351271844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2420367316351271844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2420367316351271844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2420367316351271844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/12/community-extension-service.html' title='Community Extension Service'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-612912693738205952</id><published>2009-12-24T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:19:41.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDONTSHAAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolores Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIrectors' GUild Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate sarah, kuya roy, ate pacu, ate debbie, kuya adiel, kuya don, and all DG alumni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir teddy and kuya kent!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSN 4D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga kagrupo from BSN 4C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIr Bongar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council of Club Presidents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Clubs and Organizations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayesha SUribas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Lirazan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Bundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Roy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMC pips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Clinical Instructors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir OMandac, Mam Acaba, Sir Maui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Espina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Headnursing during my staffing rotation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sta. RIta Nursing Staff and Aides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sta. Rita cancer clients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beda Matayabas, ang dakilang staffing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Dave and ate Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz, jam, Chocnut and Lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger, FaceboOk, Twitter and Friendster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for making my year a very fruitful one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy BIrthday to the one-and-only-da-best-director-of-my-life!! Happy Birthday Papa Jesus!! Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone!! Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-612912693738205952?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/612912693738205952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=612912693738205952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/612912693738205952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/612912693738205952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-7398963102108021398</id><published>2009-12-10T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:29:47.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2ne1</title><content type='html'>I didn't feel that it was my birthday when my celphone woke me up at 6:00 AM this morning (to the sound of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Make Me Smile&lt;/span&gt; by Uncle Kracker, theme song of MELASON..haha). It felt like just a normal day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I went back to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char lang.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom woke me up again at 7:00AM.. then I looked at my celphones (yes, celphoneSS) hahaha.. I got some messages from my friends, two of them were not in my phone book.. haha.. and I was so frustrated because I didn't have load in both networks.. I couldn't give them a reply.. T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I got up.. and did the first thing in my usual routine: check my accounts in the internet.. haha.. I logged in to FB.. greetings flooded my profile.. char.. flood jud.. murag 2012.. haha.. xempre replyan nako tanan.. wa may load2 na kailangan.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. aaaahhhaaaaaaayy.. eh eh eh eh eh eh eehh.. 2NE1!! 21 na jud ko.. and i still feel like I'm a teenager.. feeling ko nga nagkamali lang ang mom ko ng year na pinanganak ako.. kung ibabase sa physical looks (char.. height ra diay 2 bah.. haha..) and sa aking emotional and mental chorva, para parin akong.. uhmm.. 16.. CHAR!! hahahaha.. OVERS!! (melay ikaw ba yan..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay naku.. kung pwede lang hindi magduty ngayon.. tsk3.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am so proud of our trailer for our seminar.. akala ko hindi magustuhan ng mga classmates ko.. hahaha.. pero murag standing ovation jud xa.. ahaha..char lang.. *hepatitis* sabi pa nga ng ate ko: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alangan hindi nila magustuhan! hindi mo yan tinulugan! suntukin ko yan sila pag hindi nila magustuhan!&lt;/span&gt;" hahahaha.. akong ate jud bah.. barbarian.. char lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. sana okay akong pagduty unya.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord thank you Lord.. Ü I love you veeeeeeeeeerrrrrryyyyyy much!! Ü thank you for giving me another year! thank you for my family, friends and acquaintances.. bless each one of them Lord.. Ü Bless us na mga magduty unya.. hehehe.. Ü i lab you Lord.. you're the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-7398963102108021398?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/7398963102108021398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=7398963102108021398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7398963102108021398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7398963102108021398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/12/2ne1.html' title='2ne1'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-4393209465351610383</id><published>2009-11-21T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:02:55.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken proven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gummy ruler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz and Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plants vs. Zombies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.. hahaha.. hindi ko kayang ilagay ang second to the last eh.. hahaaahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, Lord.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-4393209465351610383?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/4393209465351610383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=4393209465351610383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4393209465351610383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4393209465351610383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-michael-jackson-songs-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5537226801142064285</id><published>2009-11-18T07:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:42:34.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm  not a Princess, this ain't a  Fairytale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wanted to write to him, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't you have the slightest idea what I'm going through? That the only person with whom I can see myself committing to for all eternity is YOU? Don't you KNOW that by now????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But instead I wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FTLouie: Can't wait. Well, I have to go. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes I completely hate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- from the Princess Diaries III: Princess in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is a re-entry.. ahaha.. an entry that I have copied and pasted as a new one.. I really love the Princess Diaries.. the boOks make me feel happy.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONce I start reading one boOk by Meg Cabot, I can't put it down.. kaya nga ngayon hindi muna ako nagsastart na magbasa ng isang boOK.. huhuhu.. miss ko nang magread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingaw kasi magwrite si Meg Cabot.. ang kanyang mga story is realistic.. then makarelate ko.. wahahahaha.. lingaw pud kaayo ang katong All-American Girl niya.. waaaaaaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. maganda yung excerpt ko sa taas noh..? hehehe.. sometimes, hindi lang ako.. almost lahat ng tao.. hindi nila nasasabi ang totoong laman ng mga puso nila.. instead, iba ang nasasabi.. and in the end, hindi na alam ng person na kausap mo kung anong gusto mong ipadama sa kanya.. tsk3.. i am one of those who cannot express her feelings well.. may it be in action or in words.. alam niyo yung ganito, may situation, for example may problem ang friend mo, then ikaw, hindi mo alam kung anong magagawa mo para mafeel niya na nandyan ka.. waaaaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes lagi i feel sincere inside.. pero ang problema sa akin, matakot ako mag act.. i don't know why.. trauma?? hahaha.. ewan ko talaga.. bakit ba ako ganito uie.. sometimes mahiya na ako sa person kasi sincere talaga ako, pero parang hindi niya makita sa akin.. hahaha.. hahaaaay.. hindi ko na tuloy alam kung anong tingin nila sa akin.. baka tingin nila sa akin walang pakialam.. waaaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun ang sakit ko.. hindi marunong mag express.. mas magaling pa akong mag express ng feelings sa blog.. why kaya? kasi comfortable na ako dito.. hehe.. more than 2 years na kasi akong nagboblog.. ganun ba? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailan pa kaya mangyayari ang time na masasabi ko na tlga ang mga gusto kong sabihin.. may it be kung galit ako, kung sad ako, kung nag eempathize ako, or kung in love ba.. hahaaaaay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, hindi fairytale ang life.. what you see in the movies doesn't really happen in real life.. happy endings exist only for those people who believe.. ang question ko lang, will i still believe when it seems impossible na? hmmm.. sometimes i don't believe that it will happen pa.. sometimes i think na useless ang pagiging happy ko everyday kasi the same lang naman ang lahat ng nangyayari.. routine.. parang mga teleserye.. paulit-ulit nalang ang mga story.. nakakainis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. this blog really makes me feel better everytime.. kaya nga siguro umabot na siya ng more than 2 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/37870089-5537226801142064285?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5537226801142064285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5537226801142064285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5537226801142064285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5537226801142064285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-not-princess-this-aint-fairytale.html' title='I&apos;m  not a Princess, this ain&apos;t a &lt;br&gt; Fairytale'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-3556090753073784946</id><published>2009-11-17T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:13:45.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKALA</title><content type='html'>Wala lang.. type ko lang magpaka emo ngayon.. hahaha.. hindi ko alam kung bakit.. paano kasi, the same feeling na naman.. then in the end, it's not pala.. haaaaaay naku.. nakakapagod.. kapoi na kaau ug huna2.. maypag dili huna-hunaon.. ahahahaaaaayyyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this kind of change in my life really affected me in great ways.. The stress.. grabe.. grabe pala talaga ang nagagawa ng stress.. kaya pala hindi na ako nagtataka ngayon kung bakit kasali siya sa mga Precipitating Factors ng mga nagagawa naming mga Patho diagrams dati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, a lot changed talaga.. ang aking period is like, regular.. hahaha.. every other month ang timing.. xeeeettt.. uso pa naman ang PCOS sa aming classroOm.. nagstart talaga siya June.. June wala, then July meron, then every other month nalang xa.. waaaaaaah.. and then ang aking weight.. kahit anong kain ang gawin ko hindi na ako gume-gain ng weight.. waaaaaah (good, good.. hahaha..) pero hindi uie.. maka freak-out siya infairness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, makawerla.. kahit saan ako mapunta, kahit na duty pa yan, ang isip ko nasa club parin.. hahaha.. kahit sa klase.. wahahaha.. ang galing kong magpromote ng "studies first" na statement pero parang hindi ko naman nasusunod.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally, i dunno.. ahahaha.. as of the moment, i cannot identify the changes, kung meron man.. hahaha.. sana naman naging better.. emoterang echosera pa naman ako noOn.. sana hindi nagbago na?? hahaha.. sana nga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually, waaaaaah.. still the same.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaaaaay.. grabe na talaga pag so many work so little time.. ahaha.. makabuang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko mabuang ako at the end of the semester.. makaya pa ba? parang magbreak down na tlga ako.. huhuhu.. why am i stressing myself too much? wahaha.. pagdating ng school parang mawala man lahat ng stress ko.. pero pag nandito na sa bahay para akong pinatungan ng buong mundo.. waaaaaaaaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba ang kulang??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailan ka ba talaga darating??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-3556090753073784946?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/3556090753073784946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=3556090753073784946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3556090753073784946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3556090753073784946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/11/akala.html' title='AKALA'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2912584563041629103</id><published>2009-11-15T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:14:01.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always You</title><content type='html'>I've been to so many moments in my life where i can't find anyone to turn to but you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when all that's around me are falling, You will remain there standing just for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my weakest times, you were so strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all hope is gone, you carry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I draw my strength from you when i could no longer find any of it in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fight the battle alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through when i'm with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'cause you are my shield&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my soul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're breathing life into my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the love that i have come from you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makainspire ang story sa mom ni Charice Pempengco.. wala lang.. hahaha.. just seen  Rated K featuring the life of Charice's mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2912584563041629103?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2912584563041629103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2912584563041629103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2912584563041629103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2912584563041629103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-you.html' title='Always You'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2602004028314420487</id><published>2009-11-05T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:25:09.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penge naman ako niyan..</title><content type='html'>fooooooooooooooooooooooood na gusto nako kaunon karon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.greenwich.com.ph/images/menu_pasta_bakedmac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greenwich Lasagna supreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAQz5z1xSGY/StC0rnRPNLI/AAAAAAAABaI/sLxTUAWQyz8/s320/twister4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC Twister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1373/1386957069_79f02a6c03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selecta Quezo Real Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 245px;" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c52/paruvers2/kfc_bbq_gravy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gravy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.expressgiftservice.com/images/products/middlegifts-white-forest-cake-isb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white forest cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.javajoy.org/index_files/frappe.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frappe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. wala ko gigutom.. basta i just want to eat them.. hahaha.. gluttony.. lalo na ung last na item.. hindi ako makainom2 ng ganyan dahil lang sa may gatas siya.. waaaaaaaaaaaaaah.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duty 7-3.. what the.. kulang pa ako sa tulog.. huhuhu.. magsleep nalang ako ui.. ang akong reading wala nay future.. wahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2602004028314420487?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2602004028314420487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2602004028314420487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2602004028314420487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2602004028314420487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/11/penge-naman-ako-niyan.html' title='Penge naman ako niyan..'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAQz5z1xSGY/StC0rnRPNLI/AAAAAAAABaI/sLxTUAWQyz8/s72-c/twister4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-7334123234669546358</id><published>2009-11-03T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:55:55.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xet</title><content type='html'>namatyan daw akong friend na nagduty sa PICU gabii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xet.. xet.. xet.. xet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dili unta 2 akong patient uie... muhilak jud ko.. piskooOoOot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-7334123234669546358?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/7334123234669546358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=7334123234669546358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7334123234669546358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7334123234669546358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/11/xet.html' title='xet'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5177465303937208575</id><published>2009-11-02T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:18:50.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CODE BLUE</title><content type='html'>first time ever na code na naexperience ko.. as usual, tanga napud kaayo ko ug nawng kay wala pa ko kabalo kung unsa ang himuon.. hahaha.. naghulat lang ko ug sugo didto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nag arrest ang aking patient na baby.. nakita nalang xa na hindi na humihinga.. huhu.. then nag cyanosis na.. waaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagay kami agad ng O2 and pulse oxi.. super ka tachy.. mag abot ng 200 bpm.. then ang O2 sat at first is 6 then nag gradual increase nung gifull blast ang O2.. waaaaaaaah.. pero parang nahirapan parin xang huminga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ten years, pagdating ng mga doctor, nag ET sila.. pinalabas ang mga watcher.. drama kaayo ang effect.. kay ang mama grabe hagulhol sa gawas.. pati ang papa naghilak na pud while ginacomfort niya ang mama.. waaaaah.. hapit pud ko makahilak ug apil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, naluya ko.. maski na gamay lang ang akong natabang didto.. makaluya.. makastress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dagdagan pa talaga ng iba pang stressors sa world.. (diz iz it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang akoa lang kay ani:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halos wala na koy tulog this sembreak.. kay kung 3-11 akong duty sa morning mag shooting mi sayo sa buntag.. unya ang among mga gisabutan na mga call time dili masunod kay late mangabot ang uban.. so magwait pa mi ug 1 hour sa meeting place para sabay2 kami makapunta ng shooting venue.. dili man pud siguro mi maghulat nalang jud forever didto sa meeting place noh kay magduty pa ko pagkahuman sa shooting.. then time will be wasted kung mag wait lang mi.. dapat productive kasi malapit na ang deadline and we are put into so much pressure.. walay budget.. ang budget na gipromise kay ambot kanus a pa ihatag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala ko kabalo nganong dili makareceive ang tanan sa GM.. makacontrol pa ba diay na nako?? unsa ko?? part sa ionosphere?? or basig gusto jud ninu na ikasampung beses ko pa isend ang mga GM sa inu pra sure2 na mareceive ninu?? dili pud baya ta richness ti.. mugasto jud ko ug load para sa inung tanan pero for a reasonable and practical reason.. but hey, if you don't know how to read announcements and if you don't know how to make a solution to your own problems, i'm very sorry.. ang akong trabaho lang jud kay mag supervise, dili manghatag ug load..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naa pud times na mabusy ta bes.. na makalimut ta na "hala! naa diay koy celphone!!?" mga ing ana na level kay staffing mi, maski sembreak ninu, gaduty mi..EVERYDAY.. unsaon man nako pag GM ug sayo sa inu kung 11-7 ko? xempre matulog ko sa adlaw ana.. naa pud time na wala koy tulog before 11-7 kay magplan.. xempre during waking hours lang ko makatext.. during my duty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasacrifice na ang akoang requirements ug ang akuang time for sleep and para sa balay dahil sa akong responsibilities para sa inuha.. unta makasabot pud noh.. ikaw daw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walay tulog + stress sa duty + stress sa balay + kapoy sa shooting + init ng araw + walay kaon2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unya dungagan ug reklamo sa imoha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dili ba mangulbo imong kaspa ana??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha pa man ko nagkulang? ingna ko kay dili na ko muskwela.. mag OSY nalang ko para mafull concentration ko sa inyo.. ahahahaha.. simba q..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay nalang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala jud koy gidrop na name.. kung naigo ka, paghilom nalang kay i intubate jud taka.. sorry nalang jud kay nasamukan jud ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless nalang kay baby, Lord.. ikaw na bahala sa kanya.. maawa ka sana sa kanyang parents.. T_T Lord, isave mo siya.. baby pa jud xa.. luoy.. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lord.. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-5177465303937208575?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5177465303937208575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5177465303937208575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5177465303937208575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5177465303937208575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/11/code-blue.html' title='CODE BLUE'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1347241747853157519</id><published>2009-10-29T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:43:21.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Make Me Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Uncle Kracker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're better then the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm lucky just to linger in your light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Completely unaware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing can compare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to where you send me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And the moments where my good times start to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fall out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sing like bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dizzy in my head,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;spin like a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Shine like gold,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ohh, &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Even when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Somehow you come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just like a flower poking the sidewalk crack and just like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You steal away the rain and just like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fall out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sing like bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dizzy in my head,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;spin like a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Shine like gold,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ohh, &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Don't know how I lived without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cuz everytime that I get around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fall out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sing like bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dizzy in my head,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;spin like a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Shine like gold,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ohh, &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1347241747853157519?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1347241747853157519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1347241747853157519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1347241747853157519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1347241747853157519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-make-me-smile.html' title='You Make Me Smile'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5257615446381047390</id><published>2009-10-23T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:53:39.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>putlig tiil!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>linte!!!!!!!!!!! hantud karon nalang na nahuman na ang 1st sem!!!!!!!!! putik!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unsaon nalang sa 2nd sem??? ing ana lang gihapon??? y********aaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makalagooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lami kaayo dukdukon ang keyboooooooooooaaaaarrrrrrrrrddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy............. lami au ihilak.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y*********************************aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-5257615446381047390?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5257615446381047390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5257615446381047390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5257615446381047390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5257615446381047390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/10/putlig-tiil.html' title='putlig tiil!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1275890728035204993</id><published>2009-10-19T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:03:39.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:50;" &gt;it's nottttt!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely not!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1275890728035204993?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1275890728035204993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1275890728035204993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1275890728035204993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1275890728035204993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-nottttt-definitely-not-huhuhuhu.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-3710543572859718011</id><published>2009-10-18T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:54:00.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLD KEYBOARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/StsBg7jowMI/AAAAAAAABRU/AAwbQf4dRPk/s1600-h/SDC11987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/StsBg7jowMI/AAAAAAAABRU/AAwbQf4dRPk/s320/SDC11987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393906643960905922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;daily workload: own photo shoot.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because our keyboard suddenly became NR because of an unknown reason, I now have to settle for our old, dusty and big keyboard in typing.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a very long time since i last wrote in my blog.. my last entry was so yesterday.. hahaha.. and i miss my blog very much.. and because i missed it, i changed it's layout again.. bwahahahaha.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be studying and making our health strat course syllabus today but i can't resist my blog.. hehe.. I need to say this or else I will forget it already (sheesh.. me and my memory problems..tsk3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ICU rotation has finally ended.. our last day was no culmination.. 6 patients, 1 T-O, our patient with no ET, no NGT.. wooho0o0o.. chikka time.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and within our chikka time, I happened to be asked by my groupmate a question that was significant to me and, when I discovered a while after, was also significant to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[intermission: wait lang.. kumakanta idol ko si sarah.. haha.. making love out of nothing at all.. BRB]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was somewhat like this.. he asked me "ikaw, kat, kung may problem ka, sabihin mo sa ibang tao problema mo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, stupid me, I answered with a very shallow answer [which I should have expounded] "depende sa problem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why was it significant to me? I think that I am a potential respondent when this question becomes a research study. because I am a person who rarely speaks to other people about my problems.. Honestly, it makes me uncomfortable.. I am not used to being the center of attention.. I am not used to being comforted, being told advices, and being.. being.. being pitied.. I don't want to cry in front of my friends and most especially my family.. It seems that 10 years ago, life for me was so perfect - perfect friends, family, academic life.. until everything fell apart and life for me was never the same again.. I was not the same person I was in high school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say my problems if my ear senses "unsa diay imo problema kat?", "wag ka na mag iyak kat", or "ngano diay? iingon nalang gud para matabangan ka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.. really.. I am not used to this.. even now that my problems have been added with MORE problems.. In my mind, I frequently think that my friends or my family will never understand me so it's better that I will not tell them nalang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, maybe I am wrong.. I really am wrong [stupid haha].. It really is better to tell your problems, especially to your friends and family.. there really is no harm in trying.. but, yeah, when someone "pretends" to listen to you, it will hurt.. [boycott those kinds of people!] Friends who truly listen are the ones who can really help you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I have friends who are ready to listen to me.. and who are ready to spend time to listen to me.. although I can sometimes feel that my feelings are being belittled and I am already being labeled as "OA" (in their minds, and then mag-think din sila after na "naa na pud koy ichikka ilaha...")..by the way, this is also one of the reasons why sometimes I cannot say my problems to them.. hahahaha.. hay naku.. life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like listening to people.. The problem is, do the people around me like to listen to me? hmmm.. so sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!! wooohoo!! groupmate!! wag ka na sad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i have somehow helped you yesterday.. in any way, kahit hindi ko alam kung how.. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always here lang.. If ever you need someone to listen to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag ka na mag-sad ha.. smile na.. God bless..Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me sa exams.. hehe.. hindi na naman ako nagastudy.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magstudy na q Lord pramis.. :D love you, Lord.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-3710543572859718011?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/3710543572859718011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=3710543572859718011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3710543572859718011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3710543572859718011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-keyboard.html' title='OLD KEYBOARD'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/StsBg7jowMI/AAAAAAAABRU/AAwbQf4dRPk/s72-c/SDC11987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1999209252764462936</id><published>2009-09-24T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:07:20.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HURT</title><content type='html'>wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahurt ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aminin ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pano kasi.. hhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinaghirapan mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then somebody else gets the credit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masakit pala ang ganun noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i was happy to share it and I was very glad na may natutulungan ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snap!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "hey, wait a minute.. parang.. hmmm.. nasaan na ako?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman sa nagmamayabang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hindi naman sa gahaman ako sa attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na nga lang ako nag iingay eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasaan na ang tinatawag na "credits"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roll the credits beh.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para akong nagpeperform sa stage, then bigla nalang nagclose ang curtains.. at hindi lang xa nagclose.. feeling ko binalot sa mukha at katawan ko ang kurtina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. hindi ko ugali talaga ang magreklamo OUT LOUD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya hindi ko xa gagawin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang maririnig sa akin ang mga tao.. hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's a FUN DAY TODAY kasi hindi ako magDUTY.. bwahahahaha.. good luck to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord bless my groupmates na magduty karon.. unta they will have fun and sana hindi sila magkamali sa pagbigay ng care sa patients.. thanks Lord.. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1999209252764462936?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1999209252764462936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1999209252764462936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1999209252764462936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1999209252764462936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/09/hurt.html' title='HURT'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8622264096046492762</id><published>2009-09-22T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:59:50.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FILM MAKING</title><content type='html'>maxado nang madami ang ino-open na opportunities ni God para sa akin.. para na akong nagshopping ng "opportunities".. ang iba tiningnan ko lang at hindi ko binili.. dahil alam kong kung bibilhin ko sila, wala na akong pera para pambili ng ibang bagong makikita ko.. krisis kasi sa oras.. hehehe *may point*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream.. sheeeeessh.. sana magtuloy2 na 2.. hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs242.snc1/8923_104026949608019_100000021424930_131854_3605072_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana Lord matuloy ang pagsubmit namin ng entry.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling all actors and actresses!! scriptwriters and directors!! producers!! and sa lahat ng gustong makahelp sa amin in making a short-film entry to the mindanao film festival!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.youghalonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/film-production-courses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help us!! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seryoso.. go go go!! Lord, madayun unta ni.. kahit hindi kami manalo, Lord, basta makagawa kami ng movie na maa appreciate ng ilan or ng marami.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wwwdelivery.superstock.com/WI/223/1555/PreviewComp/SuperStock_1555R-10081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8622264096046492762?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8622264096046492762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8622264096046492762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8622264096046492762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8622264096046492762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/09/film-making.html' title='FILM MAKING'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-4636885515760985310</id><published>2009-09-20T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:43:56.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice napud..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as all of my close friends know, we (club presidents) were required to apply for the RODY project. I didn't know what it was basta nag fill-up lang ako ng application forms.. then submit kaagad kay Sir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were texted by the Mutya ng Dabaw Resci Rizada, saying that there will be a meeting witht the EXECOM for the RODY Project on Friday (Sept. 18, 2009), 5PM at the People's Park. I was problematic nung Thursday kasi exams pa pagka Saturday.. Then duty pa talaga 7-3.. so no time for study jud.. huhuhu.. who knew kung what time mi mahuman sa People's Park..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, sinamahan ako ni Angel sa People's Park. Then late ko.. hahaha.. pagdating ko sa conference room nagstart na sila.. waaah.. kaulaw nalang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nandoon sila Resci Rizada and 3 other members of the EXECOM fo rhte RODY project.. everyone introduced themselves.. including me.. hahaha.. kaulaw jud.. ang mga taga ibang schools grabe maxado ang credentials.. halos 5 minutes nag introduce sa ilahang mga self sa kadami ng kanilang affiliations and chuvanessities.. kami intawn kay mga 30 seconds lang.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa RODY project diay there are 5 categories na pwede apilan sa applicant.. ang akong gi-applyan kay Science and Technology category. sa dihang dalawa lang pala kami na nag-apply for sci and tech.. ang isa is taga USEP.. and hindi ko xa kilala.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sa meeting sinabi nila ang lahat ng mga nangyayari sa RODY project.. sabi nila it's not an ordinary contest.. for me, it sounded like Star Circle Quest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanggaling na din sa EXECOM na ang RODY project is very TIME DEMANDING and KAPOY.. then always naman after ng ganitong mga statements is ang "PERO".. sabi nila PERO fulfilling daw and it will really develop daw our leadership and personality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inisip ko ang time ko..inimagine ko ang aking self na on-going na ang RODY project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dili jud na nako kaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gi ing-ani man gud nako pag decide.. naay 2 criteria ko na gibasehan.. first is facts and sa chance.. facts dahil concrete xa.. dapat didto jud magbase.. then ang CHANCE, well.. malaki din kasing part sa aking life ang chance.. halos lahat ng good things sa aking life is by LUCK or unexpected nako..  so.. ganito xa.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I WILL JOIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVANTAGES&lt;br /&gt;- gwapo ang recognition kay kuyaw.. RODY?? wow!! bongga!!&lt;br /&gt;- I will be able to develop my leadership and social skills&lt;br /&gt;- naay mga activities na wala pa jud nako na try ever like the military training and the traffic management and the fitness day&lt;br /&gt;- my family and friends will be happy for me&lt;br /&gt;- makacontribute ko sa Davao City&lt;br /&gt;- maka add ko sa akong credentials pag graduate nako ug pag apply nako ug mga trabaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISADVANTAGES&lt;br /&gt;- time allotment: halos dili na gani ko makastudy karon na wala pa ko nag apil ana, unsa nalang kaha kung mag apil na ko&lt;br /&gt;- kapoy kaayo ang activities.. what if makuyapan ko didto.. waaaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;- karon ang panel interview.. then kailangan ug corporate attire.. i don't have corporate attire.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;- if EVER madaug man ko.. after ana, unsa naman? magtrabaho ko sa city hall? xet.. simple lang naman ang aking pangarap.. ang makagraduate.. kahit na walang recognition okay na..&lt;br /&gt;- sa traffic management, if ever man magsita2 ko didto ug mga traffic violators, naa bay mutuo sa akoa?? hahaha.. size pa lang.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;- MAINLY, time jud akong ginaproblema.. ayokong icompromise ang aking studies, time for DG, and for friends and family sa isang thing na ni minsan hindi ko naman pinangarap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I WILL NOT JOIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVANTAGES&lt;br /&gt;- mas magkatime ko for my studies, club, family, and friends&lt;br /&gt;- makatulog ko ug tarong&lt;br /&gt;- mas makafocus ko sa DUTY&lt;br /&gt;- wala koy competition na mafeel&lt;br /&gt;- mas makafocus pud ko sa activities namo sa club na hastang daghana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISADVANTAGES&lt;br /&gt;- goodbye recognition.. hahaha.. i can live..&lt;br /&gt;- masayangan ang mga tao na nag expect sa akoa na mujoin ko..&lt;br /&gt;- wala nay representative ang SPC sa science and technology na category&lt;br /&gt;- mudaug na si manong taga USEP..&lt;br /&gt;- wala na koy ma add sa akong resume.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang akong CHANCE na criteria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of 13 people na gi ask nako or gipapili nako between A or B,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people chose letter B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 people chose letter A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I also asked my sister to ask some people in their review class kung A or B bah.. hahaha.. sabi ng ate ko most of them B daw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so B wins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: i will join the RODY project&lt;br /&gt;B: I will not join the RODY project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my final decision is: NO, i will not join the RODY project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko rin naman pinangarap ang maging government official na nagtatrabaho sa City Hall.. Wala rin akong mga pangarap para sa Davao City (bad, I know..).. pero sana ang mga sumali ngayon sa RODY project will not only join for the sake of the recognition and award.. sana they really have the PASSION to serve the people and the youth of Davao City.. Bilib na ako sa mga manalo dito.. IDOL ko na kung sino man.. it won't matter to me kung from what school kayo galing or kung unsa ba kataas imong credentials since tong fetus pa ka.. UNTA ipromote jud ninu ang pag uswag sa DAVAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para sa akin, if ever man na mujoin ko ug mga ing aning mga churva, I will join for myself, and not for anyone who says "kaya lagi na nimo".. makaingon jud ko ug "pagsure uie.. madaling sabihin yan.. pero kung nandun ka na, baka aayaw ka na rin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang, yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opportunity comes only once, yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recognition is good for my future, yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes you would have to sacrifice big things for your heart's TRUE DREAM and LIKES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my decision may be WRONG for others.. but hey, i cannot please everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God guided me in making my decision.. and FOR ONCE, I decided for my future BY MYSELF.. and if ever man I made the wrong decision, I think that I am already mature enough to face the consequences.. and I know that God won't leave me alone. In whatever decision that I make, it will always take me to the same destination.. to Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, bless me.. Thank You and Praise You!! THank you for the opportunity that you have given me and I am very sorry if I have not taken it.. Please bless those who would be joining the RODY project.. sana Lord madami silang magagawa for Davao CIty.. and sana Lord malampasan nila ang challenges..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me ngayon sa aking studies and sa aking pag manage sa aking duties and responsibilities.. I need Your help.. I need Your strength.. I need Your wisdom.. Lord, no help is greater than when it comes from You.. Help me Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord tama diay.. bless us as we have our ICU rotation.. bless our patients that they may all get well.. and if not, if dili na jud pwede, Lord, may they find their way to YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord ibless pud diay ang aming friend na si Ade.. sana Lord gumaling na xa.. para maging mas masaya ang aming pagduty sa ICU and ang aming classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-4636885515760985310?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/4636885515760985310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=4636885515760985310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4636885515760985310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4636885515760985310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/09/sacrifice-napud.html' title='Sacrifice napud..'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1908437390786195605</id><published>2009-09-07T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:53:48.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK AND PERSONAL LIFE</title><content type='html'>sana lang hindi isama ang personal life and personal likes and dislikes sa work noh.. maxado pa ngang youthful.. hindi pa handang maging professionals.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck.. as expected ko na, the nursing acquaintance party last saturday night was not perfect.. pero lahat naman ng mga programs hindi perfect diba.. lalo na kung isa ka sa mga facilitator and may contribution ka sa program.. mapapansin mo talaga ang FLAWS and IMPERFECTIONS.. but still, it was my last acquaintance party and i enjoyed it, nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could list a lot of things that i did not like about the whole event, but i think making such a fuss about them won't really bring back the time and it would be useless since my blog would have a teeny-weeny chance that it could be read by the people involved, I would not write them nalang.. hahaha.. makasakit lang sa dughan.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would write nalang about the things i liked about the event.. hahaha.. here they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. all of my friends were there.. DDONTSHAAKE was there.. and all of them stayed until the end of the program. they were there, in full support of our friend and classmate, Donna Fe, for the Ms. Nursing pageant.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Donna was included in the top5!! hehehe.. we love you don!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DG was so gahut in the moving cam.. hahaha.. although dili jud xa perfect, gahut gihapon xa.. naay future ang mga DGmons.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. nakadress ko.. hahaha.. first time.. dapat marami akong pics nun kasi minsan lang un mangyari na magdress ako..hahaha.. pero paano ba yan, busy bee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ang akong amiga na si dianne naHEADTURNER!!! hahahahahahaha.. unexpected!! pero lingaw!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. maraming DG na gumagahut sa pagpicture2.. as in.. tanungin kung "kapoy na ka?" and they will answer "dili pa man.." iisipin kong "alangan, unsa pa man diay ang inung iingon, xempre okay lang maski kapoy na kaayo.." hahahaha.. pero no no no no way.. ganahan kaayo ko sa DG.. huhuhu.. salamat kaayo sa inu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. my friends really wanted me to go with them after the party.. and  immediately we went searching for "laag" places.. hahaha.. and eventually we landed in Gmik KTV Bar in autoshop.. haha.. dami namin nakitang tao dun.. pati ang mga nanalo sa pageant.. hehehe.. so lingaw na night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 3:30AM na ako nakauwi.. pagdating ko ng house gising na ang mom ko.. hindi ako pinagalitan.. hahaha.. lab u mami!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that would be all.. hahaha.. as of now hindi ako makapag-isip ng maayos kasi merong lecheng thesis na kailangan pang gawin.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos DG!! i really love all of you.. hehehe.. God bless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1908437390786195605?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1908437390786195605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1908437390786195605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1908437390786195605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1908437390786195605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/09/work-and-personal-life.html' title='WORK AND PERSONAL LIFE'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5363593118916687619</id><published>2009-08-13T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:33:58.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISAY lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one thing that i learned and understood so much about in high school is this word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMILITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, humility and the three core values of my high school (integrity, loyalty, and respect) are interrelated.. once you have learned how to be humble, i think that it follows that you are living Pisay's core values which have been taught to us for four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also think that humility is the missing piece in every emotional problem that we encounter.. happiness doesn't necessarily come with success.. what if you're so successful, but then, you're not humble? i think we all know the story of the two men who prayed at the altar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one was rich and successful while the other was poor and ragged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich man: Lord, bless me. wala jud koy day na nakalimtan nako na magpray. tan-awa ko karon. i am so successful. pirme taka ginapraise. everyday!! pirme pud ko nagasimba! wala koy Dominggo na wala ko nagsimba, Lord! ginafollow jud nako imong tanan commandments! wala ko nakapatay ug tao! wala ko nagakawat! dapat lang jud Lord na maadto ko sa langit! dili pareha sa mga kawatan ug mga makasalanan dira! tan-awa Lord, kung asa sila karon, wala silay makaon ug wala silay tarong na mga sanina.  ako, Lord.. honest jud kaayo ko.. never jud ko naglie sa imoha Lord. never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor man: Lord, nia ko. isa ka kawatan. isa ka barumbado. nakapatay ko ug isa ka tao. nakulong na ko Lord. aminon nako na dili ko makapray kada gabii ug dili pud ko nagasimba kadaDominggo.  nia ko Lord. wala koy karapatan na mutungtung sa imohang altar kay makasalanan ko. tanan na na parusa himua na sa akoa para makabayad na ko sa akong mga sala. dili na jud siguro ko nimo matanggap dira sa langit sa kadaghan sa akong mga sala. dili ko pareha sa lalaki na nagtindog tapad nako Lord na datu ug limpyo. pero Lord, pasayloa ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa tan-aw ninyo, kinsa sa ilaha ang maadto jud sa langit? the one who says he is humble before God or the one who humbles himself before God? see the difference??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dili pud ni siya excuse na maski makahimo mo ug sala kay tanggapon gihapon mo ni Lord sa taas. syempre likayan gihapon ang sala. example lang ni xa ha.. (basig i-ban sa Vatican ang akong blog.. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ginapakita lang sa example sa taas kung unsa kagwapo ang humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. reflection lang ni sa among chika2 ganina.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"for how many times have I broken Your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still You forgive, if only I ask.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- All for Love..Hillsongs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-5363593118916687619?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5363593118916687619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5363593118916687619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5363593118916687619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5363593118916687619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/08/pisay-lesson.html' title='PISAY lesson'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-3785298881695102605</id><published>2009-08-09T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:09:12.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>werla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO DG!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first program namo.. first time nako muhandle ug ing ani.. hahaha.. the result: slight kayamuks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. wala na organize ug maayo.. i will admit.. kay murag nabusy jud ko.. naglibog na ko kung unsa akong unahon.. nagreport mi sa NCM, ginapareport pud mi sa Health Strat, naa pay exams, dili lang pud ko DG, Domnet pud ko.. waaaaaaaaaah.. werla kaayo.. BUT because of all the DGmons nasalbar pa ang among club.. haha.. wala na jud nako nakaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry sa lahat.. if our club was not the best yesterday.. we will really try to improve the next time.. i organize na jud na nako ug maayo.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sa lahat ng nandyan parin hanggang sa huli.. hanggang sa night event.. thank you masyado.. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice na jud kung sacrifice.. hindi ko na nakita ang aking friends na parati kong kasama sa mga event na ito for the whole day.. i don't even know kung unsa ilahang mga suot.. hahaha.. busy jud kaayo.. first time nako ma ing ani.. hahaha.. werla2 pa ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaaaay.. sa sunod promise jud nako sa akong sarili dili na jud ni ma ing ani.. organized na jud ang tanan.. promise jud na nako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itaga mo sa bato, sa semento at sa kung anu-ano pang mga matitigas na bagay dyan!! ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSN Fratsor acquaintance party, here we come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord!! thank you.. no explanations needed.. THANK YOU AND I LOVE YOU LORD!! ang aming success kahapon is all for YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-3785298881695102605?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/3785298881695102605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=3785298881695102605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3785298881695102605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3785298881695102605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-dg.html' title='werla'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8316568950829775210</id><published>2009-08-05T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:55:18.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't want to hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lagot!!! lagot!!! arrrrgghh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu.. baga kaau ka ug face!! ayaw nag duol2 sa akoa ha!! didto na duol sa iyaha!! didto!! bahala mo duha dira!! arrrrgghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didto nalang ko sa akong first.. hahaha.. mas mabuti pa ang future ko dun.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga bigaon!! magsama kayong dalawa!! ewan ko sa inyo!! waaaaaaaahhhhrrrgggh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung kabalo lang ka unsa kasakit.. yati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magmadre nalang ko uie.. wahahaha.. OA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay naku.. life.. ang bilis-bilis ng mga pangyayari.. ayoko na talaga.. umalis ka na sana.. sana hindi na tayo magkita ever.. (pero impossible.. hahaha..) naa pa koy 1 whole school year!! aaaarrrgghh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhuhu.. exams pajud and DUTY tomorrow.. huhuhu.. bantay lang jud ka kung dili ko kaconcentrate ugma.. haha.. sisihon bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord.. tabangi ko.. nahurt ko.. unya nonsense kaayo siya.. dili jud siya dahilan para magkamali ko sa duty ugma ug sa exams.. Lord tabangi ko ug kuha balik sa akong concentration.. huuhuhu.. kaw na bahala sa ako ugma Lord.. dili unta mi magkita niya Lord.. dili unta.. huhuhu.. ambot lang kung unsaon nako siya pagharap kung magkita mi.. huhuhu.. Lord, nganong ana man na sila?? ngano?? huhu.. Lord, ikaw na jud bahala sa ako ugma.. sa exams ug lalong lalo na sa duty.. huhu.. Lord, i'm laying all this hurt that i am feeling now to you.. ikaw na bahala ani Lord.. huhu.. tabangi ko ug concentrate ugma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you Lord.. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8316568950829775210?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8316568950829775210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8316568950829775210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8316568950829775210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8316568950829775210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-want-to-hurt.html' title='don&apos;t want to hurt'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8247965856736019518</id><published>2009-07-23T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:59:05.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO THE REAL KAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO MORE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. manipulation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv u Lord.. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8247965856736019518?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8247965856736019518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8247965856736019518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8247965856736019518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8247965856736019518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-real-kat.html' title='BACK TO THE REAL KAT'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8924928097153890557</id><published>2009-07-22T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:40:05.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROJECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;other people may think they already know everything about me just by merely looking at me and seeing how I go through my education but IT'S NOT LIKE THAT. I must be flattered because of the statements that come and go, every now and then BUT one thing that everyone may not know by now, and I think only my sister knows, is this: I Do Not Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not open up my photocopies at home. I open them up minutes before our classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not open up my notebooks at home. I open them up after I say "hala, magquiz diay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it would be the same as me not reading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not read our books. I only read them when I need to do a requirement (CS, NCP, DS, Reading, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not study for the exams days before they occur. I study only the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, these are just merely EFFECTS of one ugly thing that is inherent in me, and that is LAZINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am lazy. I can ADMIT it. I find studying tiring. I don't like reading our books. How much more reading our photocopies?? hahaha.. I am one LAZY LOSER, and I am NOT PROUD of it, for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for those who keep on PROJECTING about how they study in their homes TO ME, I hope you will be enlightened. It becomes irritating as it goes on. I know that you will call them only as "jokes", but between you and I, it is YOU who knows the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so PLEEEEAASSEE.. stop projecting!! THERE'S NOTHING WRONG IN DOING THE RIGHT THING. what's wrong with studying at home? why should you be ashamed of admitting it? In fact, it's the RIGHT THING. unlike me, who keeps on surfing the NET even though it's already unnecessary. JUST SAY THE FREAKIN' TRUTH, dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep in Mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A wrong thing is WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if everyone is doing it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a right thing is RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you're the only person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goOdnight, Lord!! I love you.. Ü&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/37870089-8924928097153890557?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8924928097153890557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8924928097153890557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8924928097153890557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8924928097153890557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/projection.html' title='PROJECTION'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2035565609325756531</id><published>2009-07-21T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:58:19.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boyz II Men is coming to Manila.. ay actually they arrived already.. haha.. AND I CAN'T SEE THEM PERFORM LIVE!! huhuhu.. bakit, unfair kaau.. idol na nako sila since elementary pa ko.. huhu.. nganong di man jud na sila magconcert diri sa Davao uy.. maski sa CYO Gym lang sila.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's nice how you can love something like this- love that you KNOW comes from the bottom of your heart. When you are too sure that you love this thing that you forget how much you love it. wait, libog noh.. hahaha.. sa makasabot lang.. nobody ever thought of LOVE as something that can be understood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARADISE ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was Clarice's birthday yesterday. and on short notice, she invited me to come with them to the resort. Since I don't have anything to do, I went with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing the details would require me too much effort, and as of the moment, I don't like spending too much on one entry. BUt I would like to spend some effort on this particular detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was a resort, many foreigners were visiting it. one particular foreigner who came down from heaven to make our day happier was the clone of Chris Evans. waaaaaaaaaah!!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi pa nga nila Angel Pearl at Angel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sud-an. lami."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lami au gunitan dai.." (with 2 palms outstretched in front of her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuyaw man gud kaayog abs si kuya bah.. hahaha.. kaila ka ug 6-pack.. unya nawng pajud.. blonde, american, inosente.. buxeeeeeeet!!!! hahaha.. akin ka nalang kuya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. kakulit namin nung birthday ni clarice ui.. hahaha.. i can't believe na ganun kami.. wahahahaha.. sana maupload na ang pics.. wooooooooooh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, DEAR GOD is a BOYZ II MEN song.. we will present it as an invocation during our NCM reporting.. it has a very touching message.. I love it.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, unta naa na ang amung mga t-shirt ugma.. kasi kung wala pa, magkakasala ako.. hahahhaa.. Joke lang, Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goOdnight Lord!! mwah!! Ü&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/37870089-2035565609325756531?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2035565609325756531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2035565609325756531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2035565609325756531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2035565609325756531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-god.html' title='Dear God'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1324408234594991487</id><published>2009-07-19T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:44:33.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMARTBRO</title><content type='html'>i will not curse smartbro.. kasi baka mabasa nila ito.. then putulan kami ng linya forever.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero linte!!! hindi dapat umabot ng 72 hours ang aming paghihintay sa pagbabalik ng aming koneksyon!! bakeeeeettttt???? huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, our connection's back.. and how i miss the internet!! huhuhu.. bahala.. buntag na ko matulog.. hahaha.. char lang.. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1324408234594991487?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1324408234594991487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1324408234594991487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1324408234594991487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1324408234594991487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/smartbro.html' title='SMARTBRO'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6498688060438746734</id><published>2009-07-16T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:11:11.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUBAG ANG MATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't want to be in the middle of a situation that we, as students, cannot handle. we only did our job. and our job was to COVER the event. it is not anymore our responsibility if any of the pictures are an issue to any one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sa amin lang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ENSURE THAT OUR FILES ARE KEPT CONFIDENTIAL ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;and we did not expect that there would be instructions on how to give the pictures to the event organizers. if there were special instructions, it might have been better na sinabi ang instructions RIGHT AFTER THE EVENT.. para alam namin kaagad anong gagawin. ngayon, 2 weeks na ang nakalipas. ngayon lang kami nasabihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever is in my mind na gusto ko man i-explain dito, pero ayaw ko kasi baka ma misinterpret na naman, will give support and justice to the organization that I love as my own life. I will not let this petty thing bring our club down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will graduate.. and history will continue to be made in the hands of the DGmons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so help me God.&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/37870089-6498688060438746734?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6498688060438746734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6498688060438746734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6498688060438746734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6498688060438746734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/hubag-ang-mata.html' title='HUBAG ANG MATA'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5775461128712489092</id><published>2009-07-11T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:37:30.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clumsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why am i so clumsy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed it lately.. it's becoming more often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu.. don't want to get paranoid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me.. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-5775461128712489092?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5775461128712489092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5775461128712489092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5775461128712489092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5775461128712489092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/clumsy.html' title='clumsy'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2919961857733350761</id><published>2009-07-05T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:39:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12:08 A.M. na..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and I'm still awake.. I'm making AVPs for our NCM reporting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time editing my powerpoint presentation.. at the same time updating DG's facebook and friendster accounts.. at the same time watching The Rookie.. and at the same time, writing an entry in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE.. they all are not happening on the same minute.. but when they are happening on the same hour, it may be enough to call it "at the same time".. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time I checked my celphone, it said "14 messages received".. woooooh.. talk about clean Sent Items folders.. anyway, that's what happens when your service providers provide you with Unlimited texting services.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I need to sleep already.. Our class is 7:30 am tomorrow.. my eyebags won't get any lighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see You tomorrow, Papa God!! Ü I love you!! Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2919961857733350761?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2919961857733350761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2919961857733350761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2919961857733350761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2919961857733350761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/1208-am-na.html' title='12:08 A.M. na..'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-7581561825967222872</id><published>2009-07-01T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:06:35.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kaya ko 'to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i know i can do this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i know i can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so i will sleep muna.. hahaha.. para makaya ko pang magduty bukas.. hahahaha.. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;God is the best!! Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-7581561825967222872?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/7581561825967222872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=7581561825967222872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7581561825967222872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7581561825967222872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/07/chicken.html' title='chicken..'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2913525849541490050</id><published>2009-06-17T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:31:43.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;presi??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. shockira.. ooh baby when you talk like that.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, thank you for the trust that the people has given me and for Your trust also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, sure-sure na jud ko na dili ni nako kaya.. mabuang jud ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero Lord, kabalo ko na kung hatagan ko nimo ug strength and wisdom, makaya ni nako.. Lord, basta gikan sa imoha, enough na na.. Lord, waaaaaaaaaaah.. shockira jud ko ay.. hahaha.. Unta Lord, sa bag-ong task na gihatag nimo sa akoa, You will be with me all the way and provide me with the strength that is enough to survive all school activities and demands for the Director's Guild.. Lord, i-bless pud mi tanan sa Director's Guild.. Just as you would give me, bigyan mo din sila ng strength and wisdom.. mas kailangan nila Lord lalo na sa mga 3rd year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh!! i lab you Lord!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Losers say "it may be possible, but it is too difficult"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Winners say "it may be too difficult, but it is POSSIBLE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ Director's Guild ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥  ♥  ♥   ♥   ♥   ♥    ♥    ♥     ♥     ♥       ♥         ♥&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/37870089-2913525849541490050?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2913525849541490050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2913525849541490050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2913525849541490050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2913525849541490050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/06/waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8994054210055946167</id><published>2009-06-09T18:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:52:27.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dugay na noh??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let's have some fun this beat is sick.. i wanna take a ride on your disco stick..&lt;br /&gt;(walang relasyon sa aking entry ngayon.. type ko lang ilagay.. bawal ba??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Losers say "it may be&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;possible, but it is too&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;difficult." while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;winners say "it may be too&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;difficult, but it is possible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ang nangyari sa aming teambuilding.. mukha xang imposible noong una dahil binigyan lamang kami ng 5 days para makaprepare ng lahat.. mabuti nalang at gahut kami..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to thank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the members who still joined the teambuilding!! bonding ever!! woooooohh!! thank you sa respect at good conduct na parati ninyong ipinapakita, lalo na sa teambuilding natin.. salamat!! thank you sa cooperation and participation sa activities.. gahut talaga kayo!! thank you Michael, Kenneth, Ashley, Clarice, Jesus, Marlon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the new members who replied and joined us in our teambuilding.. Sheryl, Donnah, Donna, Gee Ann, Jeca, Donel, Edson, Marimar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga FACI.. alam niyo na yun.. hahaha.. thanks Kuya Don!! kahit na one day ka lang namin nakasama, go na go ka parin!! yahoo sa After Effe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cts!! di gihapon ko kabalo kay wala ko nakapaminaw kay nagluto mi.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics.. hehe.. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-P8wO00mI/AAAAAAAABRM/NoOmS2InWuk/s1600-h/DSC-5878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-P8wO00mI/AAAAAAAABRM/NoOmS2InWuk/s320/DSC-5878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345649556614074978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PyWr0fWI/AAAAAAAABRE/bE_EPu7gd4w/s1600-h/DSC-5879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PyWr0fWI/AAAAAAAABRE/bE_EPu7gd4w/s320/DSC-5879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345649377957674338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-Pu2Dk2DI/AAAAAAAABQ8/3_NS_32-_fw/s1600-h/DSC-5880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-Pu2Dk2DI/AAAAAAAABQ8/3_NS_32-_fw/s320/DSC-5880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345649317659334706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-Pq13GHzI/AAAAAAAABQ0/LWRev8pr9WQ/s1600-h/DSC-5884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-Pq13GHzI/AAAAAAAABQ0/LWRev8pr9WQ/s320/DSC-5884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345649248887512882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PUimHBpI/AAAAAAAABQs/wEgLZUQmn18/s1600-h/DSC-5885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PUimHBpI/AAAAAAAABQs/wEgLZUQmn18/s320/DSC-5885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345648865758873234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PQvnU4RI/AAAAAAAABQk/R-APLBrFPPc/s1600-h/DSC-5888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PQvnU4RI/AAAAAAAABQk/R-APLBrFPPc/s320/DSC-5888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345648800534159634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PKa5QU_I/AAAAAAAABQc/bz1RksDgZEA/s1600-h/DSC-5892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PKa5QU_I/AAAAAAAABQc/bz1RksDgZEA/s320/DSC-5892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345648691892999154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PGcOBdpI/AAAAAAAABQU/lQ5LrqsFiA0/s1600-h/DSC-5896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-PGcOBdpI/AAAAAAAABQU/lQ5LrqsFiA0/s320/DSC-5896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345648623529064082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Drag Me to Hell" daw ana pa c sheryl.. hahaha.. go gee ann!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DG Gahut!! go go go!! We made it BIG last school year, let's make it BIGGER this year.. go DG!! History is in the Making!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8994054210055946167?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8994054210055946167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8994054210055946167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8994054210055946167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8994054210055946167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/06/dugay-na-noh.html' title='dugay na noh??'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Si-P8wO00mI/AAAAAAAABRM/NoOmS2InWuk/s72-c/DSC-5878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-7438067395937888073</id><published>2009-06-01T18:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:31:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm baaaacccckkk!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gwapo au ang gensan da.. murag Tagum.. hahahahahahaha.. juk lang.. mas dako pa siya sa Tagum ug mas civilized.. mas gwapo.. mas dako ang palengke.. mas peaceful.. at higit sa lahat, mas malinis ang tubig!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at pinagbigyan nga ni Lord ang aking hiling.. madaming puuuuuugggiiiiii!!! hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matagal na rin akong hindi nakabalik doon sa place na iyon kung saan nagtakeplace ang aming reunion.. last time na pumunta kami doon may mga floater pa kami sa braso.. haha.. in short.. bata pa ko kaayo ato na time!! nag sige pa ko ug angkas sa likod sa akong lolo sa paglangoy2 sa tubig.. haha.. pero karon wala na.. kaya na nako na ako lang.. ug wala na si papa.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nigwapo na ug maayo ang place.. resort na jud kaayo xa.. kay sa una sapa pa jud kaau xa ug nawng.. karon kay mura nag natural swimming pool.. ang gwapo ato kay flowing ang tubig.. ang mga hugaw kay mawash out after how many hours.. dili stagnant ang water.. unya mailhan nimo na limpyo ang tubig kay naa pay musabay sa imo ug langoy2 na mga isda.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 384px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 284px; height: 378px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clear kaayo ang tubig.. 5 feet na xa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after na ni sa reunion.. pauliay na mi ani.. wala nay mga tao.. hahaha.. nanguli na ang tanan.. kami nalang nabilin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pictures sa mga pamilya2 kay naa sa amung pinsan.. mas high tech man gud sila ug camera kay naay flash.. hahaha.. amua cilpun ra man gud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 348px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/V8041324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pamangkin ko.. anak ni sam.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingaw pud kaayo among mga kamag-anak.. kwela kaau.. walay tulugay.. hahaha.. cgeg inom, katawa, naa pay challenge2.. mao to wa mi katulog ug tarong kay saba kaayo sila.. haha.. lingaw pud kaau ang tulog time kay tapok2 sa isa lang ka balay.. ang floor kay napuno ug mga foam ug kumot.. didto nangatulog ang mga katulugon.. kami, xempre.. special.. hahaha.. naa mi sa bed.. na gahi.. xetness.. wala pa gani ko nakarecover gikan sa gahi na salog sa SD305, gahi napud akong gitulugan.. pero at least mas okay2 xa kay kahoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daghan au pagkaon.. kada minuto kaon.. hahaha.. basta Dellosa jud.. hilig ug kaon.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat Lord for the chance na nakauban na jud ko sa Reunion sa gensan.. kay katong last time wala ko nakauban.. hehe.. salamat sa enjoy moments na nakabonding mi sa among mga pinsan ug mga lolo ug lola.. salamat pud sa whole day na videokehanay.. hahaha.. salamat Lord!! happy kaayo ko!! wooooohh!! salamat Pa!! sana happy ka din sa Reunion kasi alam namin na nandun ka din nagawatch.. miss na kita masyado, pa.. pero okay lang.. nandyan pa man si Papa Narding.. hehe.. pinahiram nga kaming books.. hehe.. salamat Pa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year kay kami napud ang host sa reunion.. aha napud kaha mi.. basta Davao daw.. mangita pa mi sakong ate ug mama ug lugar.. unta Samal pra lingaw.. yeah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-7438067395937888073?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/7438067395937888073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=7438067395937888073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7438067395937888073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7438067395937888073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-baaaacccckkk.html' title='i&apos;m baaaacccckkk!!!!'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/GENSAN%20Dellosa%20clan%20reunion/th_V8041185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-548800447147000682</id><published>2009-05-31T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:00:00.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scheduled post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this article in Yahoo's Shine and i want to share it to everybody.. for the original webpage, click here &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/life/8-toxic-personalities-to-avoid-461078/"&gt;http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/life/8-toxic-personalities-to-avoid-461078/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;8 Toxic personalities to avoid&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="last"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/blog/aLb9Ig7CQVd.5xn.NtVK6KpLg4CxW/"&gt;&lt;span class="author alias"&gt;Brett Blumenthal - Sheer Balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, on Wed May 13, 2009 8:01am PDT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;     &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/life/8-toxic-personalities-to-avoid-461078/#comments" class="cmt-lnk"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1604&lt;/strong&gt; Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/life/8-toxic-personalities-to-avoid-461078/#postcomment" class="cmt-lnk"&gt;Post a Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/blog/aLb9Ig7CQVd.5xn.NtVK6KpLg4CxW/"&gt;Read More from This Author »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="last"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://help.yahoo.com/l/us/yahoo/shine/articles_abuse.html?eaci=aLb9Ig7CQVd.5xn.NtVK6KpLg4CxW&amp;amp;postid=461078"&gt;Report Abuse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although we like to think that the people in our lives are well-adjusted, happy, healthy minded individuals, we sometimes realize that it just isn't so. Personally, I've had moments where I'll be skipping through my day, happy as can be, thinking life is grand and BAM, I'll be blindsided by someone who manages to knock the happy wind out of my sails. Sometimes it is easy to write it off and other times, not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe you are a positive person, but when you are around a certain individual, you feel negative. Or, maybe you have an idealistic view of the world and when you are with certain people, you are made to feel silly, unrealistic or delusional. Or, maybe you pride yourself in being completely independent and in control of your life, but when you are around a certain family member, you regress into a state of childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of these situations, and yes, these people, can have a tremendously negative impact on our lives. And, although we are all human and have our 'issues,' some 'issues' are quite frankly, toxic. They are toxic to our happiness. They are toxic to our mental outlook. They are toxic to our self-esteem. And they are toxic to our lives. They can suck the life out of us and even &lt;a href="http://www.sheerbalance.com/brettsblog/2009/02/20/9-ways-to-live-longer/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shorten our lifespan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are the worst of the toxic personalities out there and how to spot them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheerbalance.com/brettsblog/2009/03/08/6-steps-to-stop-being-manipulated/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;Manipulative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mary:&lt;/strong&gt; These individuals are experts at manipulation tactics. Is a matter of fact, you may not even realize you have been manipulated until it is too late. These individuals figure out what your 'buttons' are, and push them to get what they want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; These people have a way of eating away at your belief system and self-esteem. They find ways to make you do things that you don't necessarily want to do and before you know it, you lose your sense of identity, your personal priorities and your ability to see the reality of the situation. The world all of a sudden becomes centered around their needs and their priorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Narcissistic Nancy:&lt;/strong&gt; These people have an extreme sense of self-importance and believe that the world revolves around them. They are often not as sly as the Manipulative Marys of the world, but instead, tend to be a bit overt about getting their needs met. You often want to say to them "It isn't always about you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; They are solely focused on their needs, leaving your needs in the dust. You are left disappointed and unfulfilled. Further, they zap your energy by getting you to focus so much on them, that you have nothing left for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Debbie Downers:&lt;/strong&gt; These people can't appreciate the positive in life. If you tell them that it is a beautiful day, they will tell you about the impending dreary forecast. If you tell them you aced a mid-term, they'll tell you about how difficult the final is going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; They take the joy out of everything. Your rosy outlook on life continues to get squashed with negativity. Before you know it, their negativity consumes you and you start looking at things with gray colored glasses yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Judgmental Jims&lt;/strong&gt;: When you see things as cute and quirky, they see things as strange and unattractive. If you find people's unique perspectives refreshing, they find them 'wrong'. If you like someone's eclectic taste, they find it 'disturbing' or 'bad'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; Judgmental people are much like Debbie Downers.  In a world where freedom rings, judgment is &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; over. If the world was a homogeneous place, life would be pretty boring. Spending a lot of time with these types can inadvertently convert you into a judgmental person as well&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheerbalance.com/article.php?id=453873232" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Dream Killing Keiths:&lt;/strong&gt; Every time you have an idea, these people tell you why you can't do it. As you achieve, they try to pull you down. As you dream, they are the first to tell you it is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; These people are stuck in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; instead of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what could be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Further, these individuals eat away at your self-esteem and your belief in yourself. Progress and change can only occur from doing new things and innovating, dreaming the impossible and reaching for the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Insincere Illissas:&lt;/strong&gt; You never quite feel that these people are being sincere. You tell a funny story, they give you a polite laugh. You feel depressed and sad and they give you a 'there, there' type response. You tell them you are excited about something and you get a very ho-hum response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; People who aren't sincere or genuine build relationships on superficial criteria. This breeds shallow, meaningless relationships. When you are really in need of a friend, they won't be there. When you really need constructive criticism, they would rather tell you that you are great the way you are. When you need support, they would rather see you fail or make a fool of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheerbalance.com/brettsblog/2008/08/14/thank-god-i-wasnt-that-person/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;Disrespectful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Dannys:&lt;/strong&gt; These people will say or do things at the most inappropriate times and in the most inappropriate ways. In essence, they are more subtle, grown up &lt;a href="http://www.sheerbalance.com/brettsblog/2009/02/06/dealing-with-bullies/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bullies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Maybe this person is a friend who you confided in and uses your secret against you. Maybe it is a family member who puts their busy-body nose into your affairs when it is none of their business. Or maybe, it is a colleague who says demeaning things to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; These people have no sense of boundaries and don't respect your feelings or, for that matter, your privacy. These people will cause you to feel frustrated and disrespected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Never Enough Nellies:&lt;/strong&gt; You can never give enough to these people to make them happy. They take you for granted and have unrealistic expectations of you. They find ways to continually fault you and never take responsibility for anything themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why they are toxic:&lt;/em&gt; You will spend so much time trying to please them, that you will end up losing yourself in the process. They will require all of your time and energy, leaving you worn out and your own needs sacrificed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All of these personalities have several things in common. 1) the more these people get away with their behavior, the more they will continue. 2) Unfortunately, most of these people don't see that what they do is wrong and as a result, talking to them about it will fall on deaf ears, leaving you wondering if you are the crazy one. 3) Most of these people get worse with age, making their impact on you stronger with time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Frankly, life is too short to spend your time dealing with toxicity. If you can, avoid spending mucho time with people who are indicative of these behaviors and you'll feel a lot happier. Have you encountered these personalities? What have you done? Any personalities you would add?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-548800447147000682?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/548800447147000682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=548800447147000682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/548800447147000682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/548800447147000682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/05/scheduled-post-i-saw-this-article-in_31.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8398308416548868681</id><published>2009-05-29T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:31:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itodo mo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo na 'to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos kong sumigaw-sigaw ng "Itodo mo, Dominikano!", at habang hindi pa ako nakakarecover sa aking mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pamaol galore&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENSAN is now waiting for me!!! hahahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hometown ni idol Aling Dionisia!! hulata ko ugma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamiss nako ang internet.. pero okay lang yan.. Lord, ibless amuang trip padulong Gensan ugma ug pauli pud.. unta mag enjoy mi ug unta daghan puuuuugggggiiiiiii!!! bwaahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lab you Lord!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day: SOUR GRAPES/ SOUR GRAPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;sour grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="pseg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pl.n.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="ds-single"&gt; Denial of the desirability of something after one has found out that it cannot be reached or acquired: &lt;span class="illustration"&gt;The losers' scorn for the award is pure sour grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;sour grapes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="runseg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Noun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-single"&gt;the attitude of pretending to hate something because one cannot have it oneself&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/37870089-8398308416548868681?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8398308416548868681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8398308416548868681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8398308416548868681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8398308416548868681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/05/itodo-mo.html' title='itodo mo!!'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-695170423239725565</id><published>2009-05-21T06:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:55:38.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;medyo matagal rin akong hindi nakapagsulat dito.. nyehehe.. ang dami nang nangyari.. mga kasiyahan.. mga kababalaghan.. at mga kalokohan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omandac the Great and the IMCI Process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang-una ay ang aming IMCI rotation na walang kasing saya.. salamat sa aming family na client sa TOmas Monteverde, AGdao, Davao CIty for being so cooperative and lingaw and kuyaw pud.. kay last day namo nanglimpyo jud sila ug ahat sa ilahang balay unya nagamit na jud nila ang semento na among gidala para sa ilahang balay para dili na musulod ang tubig..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ang aming napakasayang case presentation.. hahaha.. lagi sir, dapat mutugma ang subjective cues sa among salience.. hahaha.. then CULMINATION.. makahilak mi sir.. we will miss you.. kung kami na jud imong last group unya mugawas na ka or kung magstay ra gihapon ka, GOd bless to you, either way.. update lang gihapon sa imong friendster and facebook sir.. hehehe.. WE LAB YOU SIR!! thanks for making our IMCI rotation very lingaw and memorable..daghan kaayo mi nalearn sa imoha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team JOINride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung anong dumating sa mga isip namin at napag-isip-isip naming magJOINride.. kami nila Biboy, Christine, Dianne, Chacha, ug Angel.. hahaha.. Christine Felix pay imo.. nakaabot mi ug BUhangin, Sun City, Airport, balay nila Biboy na duol sa Jollibee, Damosa, Juna subdivision, Seawall, Crocodile Park, diversion road, Jack's Ridge, ABS-CBN, GMA, Dencio's hilltop, Zipline sa Davao, ug uban pa na mga hadlok na mga lugar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nakakita mi ug mga ostrich sa Crocodile Park maski na wala mi nanulod.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leche ang Dencio's sa hilltop.. kung unsa kagwapo ang lights sa Davao CIty mao pud kapangit ang ilahang pagkaon ug service.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ang dako na balay sa Juna subdivision kay mao ra gihapon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lingaw ang zipline.. muzip unta si tin2 ug biboy pero gikapoy naman sila.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gwapo didto sa Sun City sa may buhangin lampas sa airport.. mas gwapo pa sa road sa Crocodile park.. naay field of grass na kanang manglupad gud na puti.. haha.. ambot unsa na na grass.. unya walay manita kung magpicture2 mi didto.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daghan lugar sa diversion ug shrine na hadlok na kay walay suga... then manghadlok pajud ang isa nimo ka pasahero.. xet.. pero lingaw.. niback-out lang ko kay hadlok na kaayo.. hahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lingaw ang team JOINride!! basta amot lang sa gasolina, payts na!! hahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upcoming Horror Movie of the Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xet.. madayun pa kaha ni? hahaha.. nahuman na ang script, thanks to Ade, Christine, Dianne, and Chacha.. pre-production phase pa mi.. siguro after nalang sa enrolment mi magshoot para naa na ang tanan.. hehe.. diba?? chakaness.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;madayun unta ni uy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mao pa lang to ang akong maingon karon.. sa kadaghan sa mga nahitabo kay gamay na lang akong maremember.. ug naa pud ko sa netlab karon.. makawala ug gana sa pagtype ang ilahang keyboard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-695170423239725565?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-188937281910374566</id><published>2009-05-10T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:35:11.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you belong with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;para sa mga gustong ma inlove.. pakinggan niyo to.. hahaha.. galing talaga ni Taylor Swift magpakilig.. new song niya: You Belong With Me.. read the lyrics.. alam kong maraming makakarelate.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She's going off about something that you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She doesnt get your humour like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey isnt this easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You say you find I know you better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Standin by, waiting at your back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All this time how could you not know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Standing by or waiting at your back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All this time how could you not know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron na rin siyang official music video!! click here to watch: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=37870089&amp;amp;postID=188937281910374566"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGWE3hwJ21U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-188937281910374566?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/188937281910374566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=188937281910374566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/188937281910374566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/188937281910374566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-belong-with-me.html' title='you belong with me'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2234918806873647120</id><published>2009-05-04T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:16:02.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BROKEN STRINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ganahan kaau ko sa lyrics.. sa whole song nalang.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk192/wdonkey/00-james_morrison_feat_nelly_furtad.jpg?t=1241435156" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BROKEN STRINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by James Morrison and Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me, now I can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you and so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what are we doing?&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When it's too late, too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it's too late, too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;So how can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v638/theredwolf_/gif/snorkle_cry.gif?t=1241435696" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwapo noh? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, nakakapagsuot na ng shorts ang kapatid ko.. hahaha.. salamat sa diyos.. maitatago na niya kung ano ang dapat hindi namin makita.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2234918806873647120?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2234918806873647120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2234918806873647120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2234918806873647120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2234918806873647120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/05/broken-strings.html' title='BROKEN STRINGS'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8890157033620606394</id><published>2009-04-30T19:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:11:06.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanna "Jojo" Levesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;img style="width: 329px; height: 247px;" src="http://www.joanna-jojo-levesque.com/wallpapers/jojo-027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss Jojo na.. parati nalang si Kelly, Carrie, Chris Brown, Rihanna, Beyonce, etcetera.. nasaan na si Jojo????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gumagawa pala siya ng bago niyang album.. to be released daw in 2009.. 2009 naman!!! aha naman?? hahahaha.. hulat lang daw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang title daw sa iyahang 3rd new album is "All I Want is Everything".. naa nay confirmed tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- All I Want is Everything&lt;br /&gt;- Underneath&lt;br /&gt;- Fearless&lt;br /&gt;- Touch Down&lt;br /&gt;- That's My Limit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko pa naririnig ang mga yan kaya hindi ko pa favorite.. hehehe.. pero for sure naa jud nay musikat dira..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i369.photobucket.com/albums/oo134/xoxo_baby19_xoxo/celebrities/2ywbeaf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwapa jud au xa oh.. idoL jud nq.. haha.. xet.. kung dili lang q babae.. wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go Jojo!! I am your forever fan. ayaw lang unta ka ma beatch pareho nila.. nila.. you know na.. hahaha.. as if kasabot ka ug bisaya noh.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8890157033620606394?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8890157033620606394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8890157033620606394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8890157033620606394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8890157033620606394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/joanna-jojo-levesque.html' title='Joanna &quot;Jojo&quot; Levesque'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i369.photobucket.com/albums/oo134/xoxo_baby19_xoxo/celebrities/th_2ywbeaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6824149106268271862</id><published>2009-04-26T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:37:33.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuli</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;natuli na jud ang akong manghud atong friday sa amuang operation tuli sa Sto. Rosario sa Toril, davao city.. lingaw kaau.. as in lingaw!!! nganung wa may feelings ang akong words?? LINGAW!! hahaha.. mao ni ang mga nahitabo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hulat2 sa school&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gihatagan ko ni ade ug "stylus" (hahaha..) para sa akoang cp!! haha.. wa ko nag expect na ing ato diay ang nawng.. gwapo kay duha, unya black and white.. dili na maglisud ang mga magdula.. dili na magdaginut sa taklob sa bolpen, bolpen na wa na gasulat, or tukog.. hahaha.. salamat kaau de!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nagpicture2 mi.. lingaw.. hahahaha.. ang pics kay naa sa friendster ni Ade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gibriefing mi nila Doc Catungal ug Doc Alalong kung unsa ang himuon dd2.. nag assign2 na pud ug mga tasks ug groupings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyahe&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gisuksok namu ang amung mga selves sa isa ka multicab.. haha.. pero lingaw man kay saba gihapon unya naay pagkaOn.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; layo kaau.. 1 hour ang byahe.. bungkag akong buhok.. hahaha.. picture2 pud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag-abot sa TOril&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gwapo au ug dako kaau ang simbahan sa Toril.. murag cmbahan sa Tagum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; niabot na diay ang akong manghud, ate, mama, pinsan, ug mama sa akong pinsan didto unya nakapila na.. reding-ready na!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; daghan na bata nagpila.. kami na assign sa registration.. tighatag ug priority number, ug tigpalista sa mga mama sa consent.. kauban namo si Doc Ramirez.. xa ang tigtan-aw kung palos na ba or dili pa.. didto pud nako nakit-an jud kung unsay nawng sa palos ug sa dili.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hantud sa wala nay nagapalista, nagtan-aw2 na ko sa mga gituli.. naay mga grabe ang hilak, naay mga hilak2 lang, naa pud teary-eyed lang, naa pud mga walay reaction.. mga murag nagpapedicure lang.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;unya gitawag na ang akong manghud.. kay it's his turn na daw.. xetness.. gusto nq n ako unta ang magscrub sa iyaha, pero nauna naman c dianne.. hehe.. so cge na lang.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; unya gihatagan ko ug patient.. unya ang akong asistan kay si Doc kamehamewave.. nahadlok ko gamay.. pero napansin kong dahil sa andun si Donna Fe, siya ay masaya.. hahaha.. kaya sinabihan ko si birthday girl na "diri lang ka dai beh.. ayg hawa ha..." hahaha.. okei man.. way problem.. gahi pud ang akong patient kay wa jud nihilak.. haha.. idol na tika john mark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;madistract ko pirmi kay naa lang sa dapit ang akong manghud ginatuli.. unya makit-an nako na nagahilak.. unya ginastorya pirmi ni Sir Lu (ang nagtuli sa iyaha).. unya nagconcentrate nalang ko sa akong patient kay basig malabayan ko ug curved forceps ni Doc kamehamewave.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; after ko magscrub lingaw2 na.. then hindi pa man natapos si Sam.. hantud sa daghan na sa akong mga classmates ang nitan-aw sa iyaha.. hahaha.. then katong nahuman na, namalakpak dayun sila.. hahaha.. salamat sa inung moral support mga guyz!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nagpicture2 na mi after.. sa tanan mga CI dd2 ug sa uban na mga nagtuli ug nag asist ug nitabang.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sa tuli:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nangaOn mi sa Jollibee.. at dahil Saturday pagkabukas, ako ay pwedeng kumain ng sundae.. kaya ako ay bumili at kumain.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; after kay niadto mi ilaha ade.. sila christine ug donnah natulog.. habang kami kay nitan-aw ug way lami na T2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lami jud au ang spaghetti sa mama ni ade.. hahaha.. busog au mi dai.. lamat au..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nanguli na mi.. pero nakplano na mi na magbadminton mi after.. magkita lang ilaha tin2..  nanguli sa mi sa among mga balay2.. unya naligo ug nag-ilis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; niadto sa ko ug school kay gikuha nako ang boOk ni Donna sa kotse ni Egbert.. unya nagkita2 na mi sa mol.. then niadto na mi ug Badminton World..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapuy au.. ishort-cut nalang nako beh.. basta naglakaw2 mi ug pangita ug badminton court na dili puno.. maski asa na mi nakaabot.. kapuy au ug baktas.. naa pajud ko dala na hardbound na libro.. xetness.. pero ang pagdula namo lingaw.. hahaha.. 2 hours mi nagdula.. hastang kakapoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanguli na mi.. sa gawas sa balay nila tin2 naay balut.. namalit mi.. pero penoy lang nuon 2.. hahaha.. xet.. lami au.. unya nangatulog na mi dayun kay kapui na kaau.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkaugma kay nanan-aw mi ni tinee ug korean movies.. that's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pamaulan au ang right side sa akong body.. hantud karun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karun kay si Sam ok lang man.. naglakaw2 lang sa balay na walay brief or shorts.. hahaha.. at least nahuman na.. hahaha.. binata na ang akong manghud!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4437779200950903399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4437779200950903399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8646424253960043003</id><published>2009-04-16T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:19:58.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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title='yeah!'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2656279392799404612</id><published>2009-04-16T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:17:22.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>char</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh51/lautenbach2106/funny.jpg?t=1239894861" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2656279392799404612?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2656279392799404612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2656279392799404612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2656279392799404612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2656279392799404612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/char.html' title='char'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6650508098690029560</id><published>2009-04-11T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:32:18.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>char lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Do you know why we should be VERY MUCH thankful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;It's because we may never have everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;but at least, we NEVER HAD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;..nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;thanks, Papa God.. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-6650508098690029560?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6650508098690029560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6650508098690029560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6650508098690029560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6650508098690029560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-know-why-we-should-be-very-much.html' title='char lang'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-7206148954214318419</id><published>2009-04-10T09:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:30:36.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another layout??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. kabalo ko bag-o na sad ni.. di man gud ko kadecide kung unsa jud ang gwapo.. hahaha.. ganahan ko ani kay cute au ang mga tobol sa taas.. hahahaha.. anyway, pagsasawaan ko lang din ito.. at babalik rin ako sa dati.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na ang mga igat kong friends!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a blessed Holy Week to all!!&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/37870089-7206148954214318419?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/7206148954214318419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=7206148954214318419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7206148954214318419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7206148954214318419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-layout.html' title='another layout??'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1638791776487902898</id><published>2009-04-07T06:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:27:10.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENHANCING RELATIONSHIPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my official "quoted" entry for the Lenten season.. hehehe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;RUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;may result in separation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;She answered, "&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1239056703_0"&gt;Public Utilities Board&lt;/span&gt;." There was silence. She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;repeated, "PUB." There was  still no answer. When she was going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;cut off the line, she Heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB.Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's pocket but I do not know whose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;number it is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;O &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1239056703_1"&gt;POINTING FINGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?"&lt;br /&gt;The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong. Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;REATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous , sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest." The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand you need television."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband ,because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;O OVERPOWERING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another,or demands too much.. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and  unpleasantness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;IGHT SPEECH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other,we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted,"Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me.Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered ,"You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;ERSONAL PERCEPTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home,a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey?"Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further on the way home, they met an old  Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey. Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled... They lost their balance and fell into the river. You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, do not be too bothered by  others words if our conscience is clear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;E PATIENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck... The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp;amp; saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, " Daddy,I'm sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went home &amp;amp; committed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired.. Broken bones &amp;amp; hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Lords Prayer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Father, who are in Heaven, Hallowed be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Name,&lt;br /&gt;Thy &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1239056703_2"&gt;Kingdom Come&lt;/span&gt;, Thy Will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Give us this day, our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who&lt;br /&gt;trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil.&lt;br /&gt;For Thine  is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory, forever.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yes, I love my God. He is my fountain of Life and My Savior. He&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me going day and night. Without Him, I am no one. But with Him,&lt;br /&gt;I can do everything, Christ is my strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves you and watches over you every day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God brings me to it, he will bring me through it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- emailed to me by ma'am Len (04/06/09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1638791776487902898?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1638791776487902898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1638791776487902898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1638791776487902898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1638791776487902898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/enhancing-relationships-my-official.html' title='ENHANCING RELATIONSHIPS'/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1154680911171750635</id><published>2009-04-05T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:33:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" class="sqq" &gt;"Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1154680911171750635?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1154680911171750635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1154680911171750635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1154680911171750635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1154680911171750635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/confront-dark-parts-of-yourself-and.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-85715946540864174</id><published>2009-04-02T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:44:57.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;psst.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy day today.. first was sa school kami kasi sabi ni ate sarah may videohan daw kami na bata for Sr. Handugan's birthday tomorrow so 8 AM nasa school na ako.. inantay ko si JD na dumating kasi kami daw dalawa in-charge.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko okay na yun pala hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko madali lang yun pala, LINTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailangan p pala namin videohan ang LAHAT NG OFFICES NG SAN PEDRO COLLEGE including the children sa SOS childrens' village!!! as in whaaaaaaaaattt?? xeeett!! akala ko makakahabol talaga ako para sa pinning ng ate ko sa CAP by 12 noon pero nooooo.. i did not make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mabait din naman si Sir Doki.. pinasakay kami exclusively sa FX ng SPC at hinatid kami sa SOS children's village.. pero dahil natagalan kami dun, nagtricycle nalang kami pauwi at nagjeep.. da heck naman.. geh lang, libre bitaw ni JD.. hekhek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AATT!! plus plus plus!! hahaha.. may libreng food!! exclusively requested by Sir Doki for us: 2 snacks and 1 lunch (sana 2 nalang din noh.. hahaha).. so at least, okay lang.. LOVE serves jud.. anything for you, sister.. birthday mo ngayon, it's time to party! birthday mo ngayon, ilabas ang ice cream!! hahaha.. kabirthday pajudnimo among kaberks sister!! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werla, kay kailangan ang among ginagamit na digicam sa CAP sa pinning sa akong ate kay para unta makapicture2 sila kay last day na man gud.. BUT and in all BUTness, wala man nahuman ang shooting.. so wala nalang nako gidala ang cam.. nihawa ko ug school mga 2:30 ug niuli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakasakay na ko ug jeep ug gischedule na ang akong mga himuon pag-abot sa balay para makaabot pa tingali sa awarding ug picture-taking na part sa pinning. nakabayad na ko, sabi ko sa konduktor Bangkal at ako'y nabigyan na ng sukli.. pero ako'y nawerla at bumaba sa Matina.. mabuti nalang at mabait si manong, at dinagdagan ang aking sukli.. haha.. at bakit naman ako bumaba sa Matina?? kasi naisipan kong bumili ng bulaklak para sa aking ate.. hehe.. so ayun, bumili ako ng roses, white, pink and orange.. at ako'y nabigyan pa ng pakapin na dalawa.. ang bait mo manong.. hehehe.. pagpalain nawa kayo at ang inyong tindahan ng Panginoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako rin naman ay pumasok ng NCCC Centro upang bumili ng wrapper para sa mga rosas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nang makauwi na ako sa bahay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gihimo sa nako ang bouquet, unya naghilam-os, nag-ilis, ug giarrange nako ang mga card ug gift namo para kay ate sa table.. unya larga na mi.. gibaba namo akong lola, papa ug manghod sa buffet palace unya kami ni Kuya Titing kay niadto padulong CAP para hulaton ug sundo-on sila ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa dihang pag-abot namo didto kay awarding pa gihapon and we waited outside for about 45 minutes.. hahaha.. ni-dark nalang wala gihapon nahuman.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when at last, natapos rin, pumunta na kami sa Buffet Palace at nagpakababoy.. hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.. high risk for pancreatitis karun mao di sa ko pwede matulog.. gihulat nalang nako na mag12midnight kay mugreet ko kang Sheryl berks.. hahaha.. cge uy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hapit na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burp!* excuse me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-85715946540864174?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/85715946540864174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=85715946540864174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/85715946540864174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/85715946540864174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/psst.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1843664304392676088</id><published>2009-04-02T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:00:01.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIRLEY TEMPLE DELLOSA DOLORES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNF87VQZmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/JXHrL71LXPU/s1600-h/IMGP0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNF87VQZmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/JXHrL71LXPU/s200/IMGP0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319672497876002402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all the years that i am alive and kicking and was under "education", i have always looked up to this person as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my IDOL both in academics and in arts&lt;br /&gt;- my bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;- my kakampi&lt;br /&gt;- my kaduet in karaoke&lt;br /&gt;- my official-number 1-forever FAN&lt;br /&gt;- my banker (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;- my father and my mother (nung wala both parents namin sa bahay)&lt;br /&gt;- my tutor&lt;br /&gt;- my helper in making assignments and requirements&lt;br /&gt;- my ka-LAAG and ka-LUSTAY (haha.. joke lang)&lt;br /&gt;- kauri kong baboy pero mas baboy pa kesa sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, MA'AM ko na siya!! haha.. kasi graduate na ang ate ko!! and I am so proud of her!! kahit na hindi xa na honor, summa cum laude parin siya sa akin!! wala lang yang lecheng PE grade na yan!! hindi naman related sa nursing eh.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in every year that i entered school you were my inspiration. Even though at times I wanted to be like you and even sometimes I wanted to be better than you, I never felt envious and jealous of the things that you have achieved in life because I know that in all your successes, I am a part of each of them.. hehehe.. I am always inspired by your hard work and your determination, also by the fact that you survived college without all the emotional things that i undergo (hindi ko nga alam kung bakit ako lang meron nito eh.. haha..) and I use this inspiration to make myself stronger so that I can survive the 4 years.. you're one of those people who are really behind me all the time and is constantly pulling me up to stand on my own feet. without you, surely, wala ako sa SPC ngayon.. feeling ko nasa Babista ako or Dela Cerna.. ahahaha jukems lang.. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNJHCGdALI/AAAAAAAABOw/947iKsjH3MM/s1600-h/IMGP0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNJHCGdALI/AAAAAAAABOw/947iKsjH3MM/s200/IMGP0432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319675970026537138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung naay award na mas taas pa sa summa cum laude hatagan man jud taka ato bah.. hahaha.. you deserve an honor award more than others do (as you said kahapon.. haha.. bad ka..) and as i enter my 4th year, ikaw ang aking inspiration para makakuha ng honor na hindi naibigay sa iyo.. because i know that of all the people in the world, you are one of those who will never cease supporting me all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNIbCwfsII/AAAAAAAABOo/c4IUzC3joSM/s1600-h/IMGP0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNIbCwfsII/AAAAAAAABOo/c4IUzC3joSM/s200/IMGP0433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319675214288629890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hala ka, te.. crush baya ni xa ni *tooooooooot*.. hahahaha.. hala kaaaaaaa.. wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNHUENWciI/AAAAAAAABOg/jknePQnG4WI/s1600-h/IMGP0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNHUENWciI/AAAAAAAABOg/jknePQnG4WI/s200/IMGP0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319673994907382306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bawii nalang na sa board exam te!! xaro.. sa board exam jud na magdaug!! hahaha.. dira na kay wala nay tabang2 gikan sa uban.. all by yourself na inung mga drama ana!! tan-awun nato kinsa mutop.. char..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope na kahit na hindi ito ang course na gusto nating dalawa, we will succeed.. ito na talaga siguro ang gusto ni God because you are successful in your studies.. I hope na makakita ka kaagad ng trabaho and bigyan ka ng strength ni God para makayanan ang hirap ng trabaho ng nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be a rockin' sistah to me!! nyehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNGgfZz1dI/AAAAAAAABOY/SVT_JYksJaE/s1600-h/IMGP0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNGgfZz1dI/AAAAAAAABOY/SVT_JYksJaE/s200/IMGP0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319673108854199762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dahil special day mo ngayon, eto ang surprise ko sayo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNJ881HXzI/AAAAAAAABO4/Vp7MBwPW2W4/s1600-h/IMGP0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNJ881HXzI/AAAAAAAABO4/Vp7MBwPW2W4/s320/IMGP0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319676896324575026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh diba, pouting lips!! murag si angelina jolie!! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. happy graduation day ate!! wabshu forevah!! mwah mwah mwah mwah!! eewness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1843664304392676088?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1843664304392676088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1843664304392676088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1843664304392676088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1843664304392676088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/04/shirley-temple-dellosa-dolores-in-all.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SdNF87VQZmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/JXHrL71LXPU/s72-c/IMGP0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-7109186081238122026</id><published>2009-03-29T10:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:57:13.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;EARTH HOUR 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 8:30 PM last night, we turned off our lights and all our electrical appliances in response to the Worldwide campaign to save Mother Earth, the Earth Hour.. and then we lit candles para sa loob ng bahay at sa labas.. then we stayed outside para may hangin.. FOR one hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, marami man sa aming mga kapitbahay ang hindi sumunod o nakisama sa pangangampanya, (baka kasi wala silang alam sa earth hour or what or ayaw lng tlaga nila) we are one home na nakahelp na kay mother earth sa pagsave ng energy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from: Wikipedia, 2009 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth_Hour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Earth Hour&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; is an international event organised by the WWF (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Wildlife_Fund" title="World Wildlife Fund" class="mw-redirect"&gt;World Wildlife Fund&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;), and held on the last Saturday of March each year, which asks households and businesses to turn off their non-essential lights and electrical appliances for one hour to raise awareness towards the need to take action on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Climate_change" title="Climate change"&gt;climate change&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Earth hour was conceived by WWF Greenwich CT and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sydney_Morning_Herald" title="Sydney Morning Herald" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Sydney Morning Herald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in 2007, when 2.2 million residents of Sydney participated by turning off all non-essential lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth_Hour#cite_note-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Following Sydney's lead, many other cities around the world adopted the event in 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="cite_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth_Hour#cite_note-1" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;2&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth_Hour#cite_note-2" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Earth Hour is taking, and in many places has taken, place on Saturday, March 28, 2009 at 8:30 pm, local time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;taken from: http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/global_warming.htm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;What causes global warming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Many things cause global warming.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One thing that causes global warming is electrical pollution.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Electricity causes pollution in many ways, some worse than others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In most cases, fossil fuels are burned to create electricity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fossil fuels are made of dead plants and animals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some examples of fossil fuels are oil and petroleum.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many pollutants (chemicals that pollute the air, water, and land) are sent into the air when fossil fuels are burned.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of these chemicals are called greenhouse gasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;We use these sources of energy much more than the sources that give off less pollution.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Petroleum, one of the sources of energy, is used a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is used for transportation, making electricity, and making many other things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although this source of energy gives off a lot of pollution, it is used for 38% of the United States’ energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Some other examples of using energy and polluting the air are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Turning     on a light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Watching     T.V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Listening     to a stereo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.5in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Washing     or drying clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Using     a hair dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Riding     in a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Heating     a meal in the microwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Using     an air conditioner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Playing     a video game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0215471/_themes/spiral/spibul1a.gif" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 120%; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Using     a dish washer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daghan na mga countries ang nangapil sa Earth Hour 2009.. nia ra sila, ug ang ilahang mga nawng tong earth Hour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090328/capt.6a4b9b07906248608d3fc20c97bee972.hong_kong_earth_hour_xkc117.jpg?x=258&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=6McYtwgi7wQ.Z0ocoIh.VA--" /&gt; Lan Kwai Fong, a bar street of Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r1789802218.jpg?x=257&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=dCc29g1Ms7dM5iZ7DcOs5Q--" /&gt;Bangkok skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090328/capt.c69c38e7d61f4a15818e193afa4a2733.indonesia_earth_hour_da101.jpg?x=257&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=LFIYfj0KJmxB6AElw_eYqQ--" /&gt;Jakarta, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r1444292737.jpg?x=332&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=H7AtK3U.rzmLzwf_TTw.sw--" /&gt;Singapore financial district&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r1448013319.jpg?x=184&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=Cd70XKMJBE1j2hTET2Xdjw--" /&gt; Malaysia's landmarks Petronas Twin Towers (R) and Kuala Lumpur Tower (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r2397091104.jpg?x=325&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=Ngrq0HC0yS.bU4Eg.GLyng--" /&gt;Metro Manila's skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r3586627585.jpg?x=292&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=660I9nYN1KW21og8VjVwug--" /&gt;Mumbai's Trident hotel (R) and Air India office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r3400939708.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=200&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=e0WMK9CwF3PjT_3Y6.mcnw--" /&gt;Taipei 101 building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r185041248.jpg?x=281&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=fP9VSp1CXevCNiRfvV01sA--" /&gt;Taj Mahal hotel (Mumbai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r4181626930.jpg?x=276&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=QQK55nvKnJckZ_jIMHAPmQ--" /&gt;Gateway of India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r4043316299.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=200&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=0Fs8jjnZlQV8j3_TZWtP4A--" /&gt;Berlin's town hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090328/capt.3d308acbc6eb452d80495f6ba29954d2.greece_earth_hour_ath101.jpg?x=271&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=oSO8QMdfOsXE9R3lwk36Zg--" /&gt; Acropolis floodlights in Athens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090328/capt.d37f900a1800465eb84037a8f76041c9.sweden_earth_hour_sto802.jpg?x=257&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=SODalw0NAHgtwsxOi3iYLg--" /&gt;Ericsson Globe Arena in Stockholm , Sweden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090328/capt.22305716972d4977bfcbd5597e52da2d.italy_earth_hour_gb127.jpg?x=252&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=z5VYT6JJkc7QKRpV1mRYTg--" /&gt; Rome's ancient Colosseum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090328/capt.1cf9cd9e281a49bd86f6e9f7f585eee7.egypt_earth_hour_cai106.jpg?x=256&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=KO0QJ1x19h91kQv__eNyIg--" /&gt; ancient Giza Pyramids in Cairo, Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r1093060929.jpg?x=132&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=C85FH12QvRLSAP6fr0qxRQ--" /&gt; Eiffel Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r546408980.jpg?x=257&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=JTMH8JbsCLInIKZ37Rg5cQ--" /&gt; Madrid's landmark Puerta de Alcala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r110937179.jpg?x=259&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=x04H_9A6q7kqRryvq7Exrw--" /&gt;Picadilly Circus in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r1980021087.jpg?x=248&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=gE7U5Am1vkknTSCTa1SsiA--" /&gt;Agbar Tower, Barcelona skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r2643847416.jpg?x=271&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=iGrHcZbNsBoWwfLKWinumA--" /&gt;St. Peter's Basilica dome in Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r1474682750.jpg?x=274&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=i53Iaq1sUU_aSy4S77UxSg--" /&gt;the Millenium bridge, Newcastle, northern England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20090328/i/r4105929254.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=313&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=saac07Ka3Y0nRc.XI8hNUQ--" /&gt; Burj al Arab hotel of Dubai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mas daghan pa ug pictures dri sa http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/Earth-Hour/ss/events/sc/032809earthhour#photoViewer=/090329/ids_photos_wl/r2201906472.jpg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. it's fun thinking that we did a little thing to save mother earth.. as one who has a computer turned ON for the whole day, i am very guilty for contributing to the damage.. i will then do my part from now on.. and maybe i will save the polar bears in the north pole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maraming nakakatouch na videos about global warming sa youtube.. sana panoOrin niyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, "the Philippines topped the Earth Hour global register for cities, towns and districts taking part in Asia, with more than 650 communities taking part." according sa http://www.earthhour.org/mediacentre/default:en/article?id=eh3091404683381987888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that, yehey!! ang galing tlga ng pinas.. haha.. (as in, nagtop ta? wa mn gni nag.off ang amung mga silingan)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Lord for the opportunity and for the learning.. sana mas marami pang tao ang makarealize sa importance ng pagsave ng kuryente.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-7109186081238122026?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/7109186081238122026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=7109186081238122026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7109186081238122026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/7109186081238122026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-2009-at-around-830-pm-last.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8786168161199414108</id><published>2009-03-25T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:41:18.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDER&lt;br /&gt;CONSTRUCTION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. bc mode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8786168161199414108?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8786168161199414108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8786168161199414108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8786168161199414108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8786168161199414108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/03/pics-and-video-under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-4886653040646723068</id><published>2009-03-18T17:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:23:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;CASE PRESENTATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;maO ni ang epekto kapag natapos na kayong magdefend bago ang other group:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 430px; HEIGHT: 581px" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/dolskee_gimli14/chakaness%20nako/doodles.jpg?t=1237369171" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;fonts by: me, cha2, sheryl, and egbert.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;hahaha.. we lab u mam!! sayang, mas taas unta ang atong rotation pra mas daghan p mi nalearn gikan sa imoha.. hehehe.. daghan jud kog natun-an ma'am.. unta tanan CI kay pareho nimo.. huhuhu.. mag culmination ta ma'am.. kaw libre.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-4886653040646723068?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/4886653040646723068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=4886653040646723068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4886653040646723068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4886653040646723068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/03/case-presentation-mao-ni-ang-epekto.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1309078960424663056</id><published>2009-02-20T07:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:18:41.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything will be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingaw au ang among Feb.14.. habang ang mga mag uyab kay nag uban2 ug naglaag doing their own business, kami kay nagdate pud mi.. ddontshaake in action.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagshooting na jud mi for our music video.. nakaabot mi sa maski asa sa Davao City.. syempre kay nagdala ko ug sakyanan (kay pra dili kapoy magsige mi ug sakay2 ug jeep or worse, taxi..)ako driver.. the people in the car were: ako, ade, sheryl, cha2, donnah, and tin2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaila mo ug SUPER INIT?? hahaha.. init au.. mura mig giluto sa sulod sa oven.. sorry guys, dugay naman gud walay aircon among sakyanan.. wala na jud gipabalik.. hahaha.. mahal man gud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sakay na mi sa sulod sa oven.. ah este kotse diay.. first kay niadto mi kay donnah fe para magkaclarifications about sa iyahang videocam.. and then si Jose lang pla ang aking kailangan.. hahaha.. giingnan na ko niya kung unsaon.. so okay na.. first stop: jack's Ridge.. agi mi ug ecoland.. then along the way nakaagi mi ug agro.. so agi sa daw mi.. kung makayawyaw p tanan driver na naencounter nako sa pagliko lang padulong agro kay napuno na cguro ug laway ang akong nawng.. hahaha.. kulbaan pajud ang akong mga pasahero.. don't u know na mas nakulbaan ang driver? hahaha.. xetness.. but we made it through.. lapok pajud kaau sa katanan ang way didto.. ab nq mastuck ang among ligid.. pero nalampasan namo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagpark p lang namo naa nay niduol na yagit na bata sa amoa.. ana ko sa iyaha na hatagan nako siya ug singko kung muapil siya sa among video.. haha.. sugot pud ang amaw.. mao to ang among background kay ang mga nagdula ug soccer.. unya sayaw2 mi didto kauban ang 2 ka bata na niduol sa amoa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after namo didto adto na dayun mi ug jack's ridge.. ang akong ginakahadlukan jud didto kay ang pasaka na way.. katong sa may royal pines na dapit.. di jud ko gusto muadto didto if ever given the chance.. pero cge na lang.. pra nalang matry pud nako ug mawala akong kahadlok.. so GO.. hahaha.. okay ra man diay.. kaya man.. concentrate lang jud ko ug maayo.. hahaha.. then at last nakaabot na jud mi ug jack's ridge.. nalingaw mi ug shoot didto.. with the doves and the pool.. basta lahi2 ug scenes.. then nahuman na jud namo.. sa among kauhaw ug kagutom adto na dayun mi ug SM pra makigkita ila diannuy ug tonuy.. hahaha.. lovers in paris..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa yellow cab daw mi!! weeeeeehh!! first time nako makakaOn didto.. dugay au niabot si yanuy.. nakatransfer nalang ko ug videos gikan videocam padulong laptop wala gihapon xa.. hahaha.. pero k lang.. lami man ang pizza.. unya after namo kaOn, for the first time in history, at long last, nagpapicture na jud mi sa lito sy bilang isang grupo-- isang grupong magkasama na nang mahigit dalawang taOn, isang grupong sana ay kumpleto parin at magkakasama parin hanggang sa kailanman.. char.. hahaha.. DDONTSHAAKE + T = DDONTTSHAAKE.. hahaha.. cge ra mig pangdoble ug letter da.. unsaon man na apil man c toni.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN after namo papicture nagpart ways na mi nila lovers in paris then adto na mi ug diversion road.. nagshoot sa mi ug police ug traffic enforcer then adto mi ug crocodile park.. haha.. gipailis jud mi ni donnah ug sleeveless.. then shoot2 napud mi.. ang among cameraman kay si cha2.. hahaha.. nalingaw pud mi.. uban unta namo ang mga baka but we can't reach them so wlaa nalang.. nangita mi ug happy place namo.. hahaha.. then after namo shoot kay niabot si manong kuya guard.. gisita mi.. THE NERD!! hahahaha.. human naman pud mi ato uy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapuy na au ang tnan.. gipababa nako ang uban sa NCCC Mall then sila cha kay gihatod nako sa SM.. chaka na.. until sa ako nalang isa unya niuli na ko.. pagpark nako sa among garahe unya pagtindog nako ug paggawas nako sa kotse, didto lang nako nafeel ang kakapoy.. murag di na ko kalakaw kay murag nagspasms tanan muscle nako sa tiil.. char.. hahaha.. exaj ra pud.. basta kapuy au.. hagba dayun ko sa kama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingaw au.. pero hindi p pla doOn nagtatapos ang aking kakapoy.. kay kailangan p nako i-edit ang mga video.. daghan au ko na encounter na problema.. unya may nalang naay sun si mommy.. tawag2 dayun ko kang jose.. hahaha.. feeling nako na disturb nako ang ilahang Valentine's Day ni Gelianne.. hahaha.. nadunggn p nako si gelianne nag ingon: "sino pla yan?" hahaha.. sorry au sa inyo... pero salamat kaau jose.. hahaha.. wala mi music video kung wala ka.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unya tong naulaw na ko ug sige tawag, nakaya na nako.. start na ko ug edit2.. mga 1:30AM nagtext ko sa DDONTSHAAKE ug gud morning.. hahaha.. wa ko nagexpect na naay mureply.. unya mata p diay si dianne cgeg basa ug libro.. naabtan ko ug 3AM sa buntag unya nagpaalarm ko ug 4AM pra one hour lang jud akong tulog.. unya sa dihang 6 na ko nakamata.. xetness au.. nagtext cla sa ako na kumusta na daw.. chuvalukeker.. unya nagpapangita ko sa ilaha ug boom2 na Just Stand Up kay hinay man ang quality na naa sa akoa, not knowing na ang "boomboom" na akong ginamean kay nalahi unya ang nahatag sa akoa kay REMIX version.. haha.. pero maau ra pud.. may nalang mao pud to ang nahatag kay gwapo.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala ko nagnap, wala ko naligo, maski hilamos wala (kay makaguba man daw na ug mata diba..).. luod lagi au akong feeling ato b.. pero bahala na bsta mahuman lang ang video.. char..hahaha.. alangan skills lab na sa monday wa na koy time.. KAY ACCORDING SA ILAHA MONDAY NA ANG DEADLINE.. so kato, naabtan ko ug 10PM.. 10PM kay giburn na nako.. unya natulog na ko.. nakamata ko only to find out na wala diay nako to nabutngan ug cast.. edit napud ko sa buntag habang nagapauga ko ug buhok.. unya burn napud ko for the second time.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adto na ko ug school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkahuman sa video ang akong ginaisip jud kay murag di man ni makapasa sa standards nila uy.. simple lang kaau.. wala ko nag expect sa ilahang mga reaction pag abot nako ug school mga 6:30 sa buntag.. gipakita nako sa mga naa na ddto ang video.. unya nalingaw sila.. hahaha.. ang ilahang mga reaction dili nako mabutang diri.. basta nalingaw sila.. lalo na sa ending.. hahaha.. unya cge nila ug usab ug tan-aw.. hahaha.. salamat.. nakapasa man diay.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unya nagpass na mi sa saligan.. feeling nako kami pa lang ang nagpasa kay murag surprised man ang saligan na naay nagpasa ug entry para sa music video.. xet mo.. maglagot man jud ko ba kung ang mga mgpasa ug beyond monday kay apilon gihapon.. UNYA..sa dihang.. giextend man diay na ang dedlyn until saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xet mo!! unfair au! !kaila mog wala ko natulog para lang makapasa sa monday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero cge lang.. adto man ko ila yanui run.. iedit nako ang mga flaws ddto.. hehehe.. bantay lang dili na nila i-accept.. magwild man jud ko sa saligan ba.. makakita jud sila kung unsa ang Justice.. char.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, excited na jud au ko.. di na unta ko magduty sa DG sa student's day ui.. imbes na breathe ang theme.. di na nuon ko kabreathe kay naay trabaho.. xet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge lang.. dedication mn gud.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, madaug unta mi.. hehehe.. lab u Lord.. kung di mi madaug okay lang, ibutang lang gihapon namo ni sa youtube.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*'*_.,.DDONTSHAAKE.,._*'* rocks!!&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/37870089-1309078960424663056?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1309078960424663056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1309078960424663056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1309078960424663056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1309078960424663056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-will-be-alright-lingaw-au.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8669041977606203613</id><published>2009-02-08T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:58:05.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Too &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;many &lt;/span&gt;people &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;overvalue &lt;/span&gt;what &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;undervalue &lt;/span&gt;what &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;are. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;Malcolm S. Forbes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/37870089-8669041977606203613?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8669041977606203613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8669041977606203613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8669041977606203613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8669041977606203613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/02/too-many-people-overvalue-what-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5193817008786102</id><published>2009-01-23T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:00:47.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Of all the feelings in the world that God created, I hate ENVY the most. Envy makes my world all bitter and makes me think lowly of myself. Envy inhibits me to see my TRUE SELF and the talents that God has given me. The longer I let envy eat up my brain, the more I suffer, and in the end, I realize I am alone in my suffering -- I tortured myself in the process."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Samantha Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-5193817008786102?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5193817008786102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5193817008786102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5193817008786102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5193817008786102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-all-feelings-in-world-that-god.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1555288915043233103</id><published>2009-01-16T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:52:05.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:140%;" &gt;"We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly... Only after we have lost everything, are we free to do anything... Throw things out there and not be perfect and not have answers to anything and see if people understand.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Angelina Jolie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1555288915043233103?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1555288915043233103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1555288915043233103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1555288915043233103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1555288915043233103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-come-to-love-not-by-finding-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6410227313083370646</id><published>2009-01-15T05:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:02:50.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;"Anger is a manifestation of a deeper issue...&lt;br /&gt;and that, for me,&lt;br /&gt;is based on insecurity,&lt;br /&gt;self-esteem and loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ Naomi Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-6410227313083370646?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6410227313083370646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6410227313083370646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6410227313083370646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6410227313083370646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/01/anger-is-manifestation-of-deeper-issue.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-3076732159455495516</id><published>2009-01-06T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:26:23.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THUNDER AND LIGHTNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human na q RD.. hadlok ang mga mata kay nagashoOt ug lightning bolt ug ang voice gadagungdong na thunder kung magkamali ka.. wahahaha.. nakalimutan ko lang naman iprepare ang aking gloves, ah?? masama b yun?? wahahaha.. sori gud mam.. di na nako malimtan na mali ever.. di napud nako usbon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add my youtube account beh.. hehe.. ----&gt;&gt;   kathleenjoycedolores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaihiOn na kaau q.. waaaaaaaaaahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless sa mga magRD ugma.. di unta mubagyo.. kay mugawas napud ang T &amp;amp; L..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamat sa pagguide sa akoa Lord.. labyoO!! Ü&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/37870089-3076732159455495516?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/3076732159455495516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=3076732159455495516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3076732159455495516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3076732159455495516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/01/thunder-and-lightning.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5547853168553729934</id><published>2009-01-04T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:37:20.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;subtitle.. (in english. Filipino language would be too harsh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;approximately 4 hours ago i was feeling good.. i was in the mood to make another video when this stupid computer turned me down and turned all my efforts for the past hours into nothing!!! dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scanning through my videos in youtube, i saw Ade's comment in our dontshaake video.. then i commented, too.. i realized that the date that video was uploaded was January 5, 2008.. so i was interested in making another video, which would be technically, 365 days after the first video.. so i started making the video 3PM.. i was using the Cyberlink PowerDirector..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was okay, the PC hung every now and then, shutting the program down so i would have to restart the program again.. i also had to save my work after every little action that i have finished doing in the video so that when it shuts down again out of the blue, i would not have to do it all over again.. so everything was working out fine, except for that thing about the shutting down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already finished the video, with the credits and the music and it was ready to be produced as a real file.. but i listened to the background music that i put in there and i thought it would be better if i put the lyrics of the song in the video a la karaoke style.. so, as i was starting to put the first line of the song, the program shut down again.. it was nothing to me, since it was already like that hours ago.. all i had to do was restart the program.. but when i restarted it, and looked for the file, it was gone. GONE. as in G-O-N-E. it was nowhere to be found. not in my folders, not in the recycle bin. nowhere!! huhuhu.. if only i could punch the computer so hard for being so UNFAIR to me, for stealing my time away from me, for wasting my efforts! but then i would lose the only thing that could give me salvation, which I may call by the name of internet, so i chose not to punch the freaking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daaaaammmiiitt!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my time was wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my effort was put to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#@5323~~!!!#@% 35#@##5!!!1233#@!%#@!#@54!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaarrrrggghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's the deal with Jun? what came over him?? i caught him trying to take Jam out of the gate and "taking him together with him" to buy something in the store!! arrrghh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, english is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa ba xa kabalo na daghan iro ddto sa gawas na naay rabies na nagagala2 lang sa streets??? and who gave him the permission anyway??? pakxet na bayot!! lami au laparuhon gnina.. nakaxagit jud kog ahat.. bahala na kinsa ang nakadunggog.. bahala na naa mi bisita..(i don't like the visitors, anyway.. haha) pakxet!! naglisud gani mi ug pastay ana dre sa sulod kay basta2 lang makagawas ug gate unya pagawasun na hinuon niya!! pakxet siya!! bantay lang na xa himuon na niya usab pag wala ko sa balay kay klase na!! bantay lang jud!! kay naaa... makaila jud xag physical, intellectual, and emotional injury!! bwisit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit!!! duty pajud ugma!!! waaaaaaaaaahhh!! have to sleep early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, sorry.. forgive me.. huhuhu.. la na nq npgilan..&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/37870089-5547853168553729934?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5547853168553729934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5547853168553729934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5547853168553729934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5547853168553729934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/01/subtitle.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2702323862658349719</id><published>2009-01-01T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:08:09.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Slow dancing&lt;/span&gt; is strange. It isn’t even dancing, really. It’s more like standing there with your arms around the other person, moving from one foot to the other in time to the music. And I guess you aren’t supposed to talk—at least, nobody else around us was talking. I guess I could sort of see why, since you’re so busy feeling stuff it’s hard to think of anything to say. I mean, Michael smelled so good—like Ivory soap—and felt so good—the dress Grandmère picked out for me was pretty and everything, but I was kind of cold in it, so it was nice to stand close to Michael, who was so warm—that it was next to impossible to say anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- frOm Princess Diaries I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2702323862658349719?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2702323862658349719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2702323862658349719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2702323862658349719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2702323862658349719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/01/slow-dancing-is-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2337381529372669645</id><published>2009-01-01T05:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:28:07.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;wala na namang magawa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kababuyan.. kailangan na ng back-up.. reinforcements.. wahahaha.. triple time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVvfdcJXy4I/AAAAAAAABNI/-iR16uUN21A/s1600-h/kababuyan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286064284514110338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVvfdcJXy4I/AAAAAAAABNI/-iR16uUN21A/s320/kababuyan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakambal ko.. tan-aw mi TV.. nyehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVvfVW6W8tI/AAAAAAAABNA/K2whY84IdqE/s1600-h/tan-aw+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286064145670009554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVvfVW6W8tI/AAAAAAAABNA/K2whY84IdqE/s320/tan-aw+tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chika2 wth her.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287027120724563058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SV9LJ4ik1HI/AAAAAAAABNY/a9Lb94sFRFQ/s320/kambal2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;imoha na ning fruits oh!!  para fiber!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287027386990106994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SV9LZYdOmXI/AAAAAAAABNg/w9WxnyV244A/s320/kambal3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so ♥ photoshop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2337381529372669645?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2337381529372669645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2337381529372669645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2337381529372669645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2337381529372669645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2009/01/wala-na-namang-magawa.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVvfdcJXy4I/AAAAAAAABNI/-iR16uUN21A/s72-c/kababuyan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-5526895808185193496</id><published>2008-12-31T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:25:55.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqb"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A sarcastic person has a superiority complex that can be cured only by the honesty of humility."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ Lawrence G. Lovasik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, i don't know him.. but he has a point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeehh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year Papa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year Papa God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!! ÜÜÜ&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/37870089-5526895808185193496?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5526895808185193496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5526895808185193496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5526895808185193496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/5526895808185193496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/sarcastic-person-has-superiority.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-200545750341590731</id><published>2008-12-29T09:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:24:54.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these dreams go on when i close my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think about the years that have passed.. daghana na diay ui.. 20 na ko katuig nabuhi.. murag gikapoy naman ko ui.. wahahaha.. joke.. after all the happenings, events, all that i've been through, all the people that i have met, all the tears that i have cried, all the times i have smiled, laughed my guts out, ate together with people i love, got into trouble, escaped out of trouble, bended the rules, hoped, loved, lived.. omg.. wahahaha.. daghan na diay ko kaau nahimo.. but still, dili pa xa enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to do more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang akong gusto jud, nakaplano na ni xa: wahaha.. gusto jud nq na makagraduate ug nursing, unya magwork ko sa gawas, sabay mi mugawas sa DDONTSHAAKE, unya magpadatu ko dd2.. kung naa na ko balay ug sakyanan ug kanang stable na q, magschool ko.. kanang videography or something2 about visual effects chuva then apply dayun ko sa Walt Disney or Dreamworks para maging part ako sa paghimo2 ug mga blockbuster na movies.. yehey!! then ang akong name mabutang sa credits sa end sa mga movies na giapilan nq ug himo.. di nga lang mapansin ang akong name xempre, kay who looks in the credits part of every movie, anyway? wahaha.. pero still, mao na ang gusto nako himuon until the end of my life.. unta ma-juggle nako: being a nurse, Walt Disney/ Dreamworks staff, mag-igat2 para magkauyab (wahahaha), ug unta, maka asawa ug pogi ug buotan na lalaki (i have an idea kinsa.. wahahahaha.. pwede xa nalang??) then magka anak ug isa ka pair na kambal OR duha kabuok isa ka babae ug isa ka lalaki.. wahahaha.. hindi naman maxadong specific ang aking dream.. sinong may kasalanan nito bakit ko ito naisip?? si MAM BUHAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.. xa man gud nag ingon na most people who succeed in life have PLANS.. kanang nakablueprint na ang kanilang life sa ilahang mind.. xempre di man jud na matupad tanan.. ug xempre kung mag expect ka unya di nimo makuha masakitan man jud ka.. BUT how can you experience happiness without experiencing pain, right? dili man pud ka hatagan ni God ug PAIN na dili nimo kaya i-ENDURE or dili Niya kaya i-HEAL.. ug wala man puy mawala sa imoha kung magplano ka sa imong life.. kesa naman maghulat lang ka unsay mahitabo sa imoha ug kung asa ka dal-on sa panahon.. wala naman nay thrill.. nyehehehe,, gusto nako makafeel ug DETERMINATION ug PERSEVERANCE.. gusto nako mabuhi na ang akong ginahimo something that i LOVE and kanang dili ko magsawa ug himo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the years mag reunion dayun mi sa DDONTSHAAKE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"oh, charlene, aha naman ka? magreunion ta sa Paris, France, karong hapon dayun ha.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"ay kat, naa pa ko dre sa China, kameeting pa nako si Hello Kitty.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"nge, icancel na uy.. si Hello Kitty lang bitaw na.. padulong na mi tanan didto.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga ganyang type na conversations na ang aming gagawin.. wahahaha.. pero magreunion jud mi.. ipafriends jud namo ang among mga anak para barkada pud sila pagdako nila.. hahaha.. char.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta ako, kung independent na ko, mao jud na ang akong himuon.. for once, i will make decisions for myself.. i will do what my heart wants me to do, with the guidance of my BRAIN of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.. unta mareach namo ang among mga dreams!!!! LORD!! tabangi ang DDONTSHAAKE!! we can never do it without YOU!! yehey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of all these things, what have i become?? nah, i still remain.. i am still the same person.. ako parin ang nag-iisang.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DYOSA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVgtkm6pbHI/AAAAAAAABM4/TLyxuX-mgfU/s1600-h/ang+nag-iisang+dyosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVgtkm6pbHI/AAAAAAAABM4/TLyxuX-mgfU/s320/ang+nag-iisang+dyosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285024269664349298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha!! epekto ng boring christmas break!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!&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/37870089-200545750341590731?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/200545750341590731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=200545750341590731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/200545750341590731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/200545750341590731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-dreams-go-on-when-i-close-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SVgtkm6pbHI/AAAAAAAABM4/TLyxuX-mgfU/s72-c/ang+nag-iisang+dyosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1236887268753550374</id><published>2008-12-29T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:46:50.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everytime i speak, the wrong words come out.. dammit.. maypa dre sa blog.. maypa isulat nalang nq.. nge.. nganong ana man? sheeesh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1236887268753550374?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1236887268753550374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1236887268753550374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1236887268753550374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1236887268753550374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/everytime-i-speak-wrong-words-come-out.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6439699971819174848</id><published>2008-12-27T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:07:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, and if this is the feeling more commonly known as the "L" word, it better not be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana yung pagod at panahon na ginamit ko sa kakaisip sayo, ginamit ko nalang sa pag-aaral at pakikipaglaro sa mga kapatid ko!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero ikaw, lagi mo nalang pinapasikip ang dibdib ko! bakit?? dahil cute ka? dahil maraming nagkakacrush sa iyo? ayoko na!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- heard from Maalala Mo Kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. what a coincidence.. katong episode na puppy love ang theme2.. katkat pajud ang name sa bida na babae.. wahahaha.. demmit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-6439699971819174848?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6439699971819174848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6439699971819174848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6439699971819174848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6439699971819174848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-and-if-this-is-feeling-more-commonly.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-3575830162540418577</id><published>2008-12-27T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:58:48.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ngano man daw to niya himuon sa past beh ang mga gihimo niya kung wala xay.. wala xay.. u know..???? arrrrgghhh demmit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't find another outlet for this feeling.. demmit.. bawal ba.. hindi ko man mapigilan.. demmit.. korniha ani uy.. leche..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corrrrrnnnyyy!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaahh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-3575830162540418577?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/3575830162540418577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=3575830162540418577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3575830162540418577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/3575830162540418577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/ngano-man-daw-to-niya-himuon-sa-past.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2775219077026492216</id><published>2008-12-27T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:53:09.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>demmit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na tuloy xa maalis sa aking brain.. sa aking cerebro-spinal fluid.. aaarrgghh.. stupid YM.. stupid yahoo.. demmit.. flashback going on in my head.. hahahahaha.. mabuang man jud ko ani ba.. gamay nalang.. wahaha.. i need to talk to him na jud.. di na makaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demmit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2775219077026492216?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2775219077026492216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2775219077026492216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2775219077026492216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2775219077026492216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/demmit.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2951078464306872137</id><published>2008-12-25T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:33:42.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the perfect christmas gift..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is plus points sa "love and belongingness" na level sa aking Maslow's heirarchy of needs.. wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisud itranslate.. wahahaha.. demmit.. ayaw kong umasa pero parang ganun tlga.. umaasa ako.. wahahaha.. dunno, man.. demmit.. di n nq msbtan.. wahahaha.. WAG MO AKONG PAASAHIN HA DEMMIT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 55 years.. xetness.. bakit ngayon pa.. huhuhu.. ambot nimu ui..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay naku.. self-actualization, marea-reach pa kaya kita?? ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You," &lt;/span&gt;she said, when she'd straightened out her skirt, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"are the princess of the royal house of Renaldo. A princess," &lt;/span&gt;she said, going to my closet, and rifling through it, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"does not shirk her responsibilities. Nor does she run at the first sign of adversity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Um, Grandmere, " &lt;/span&gt;I said. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"What happened today was hardly the first sign of adversity, okay? What happened today was the last straw. I can't take it anymore, Grandmere. I'm getting out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grandmere pulled from my closet the dress Sebastiano had designed for me to wear to the dance. You know, the one that was supposed to make Michael forget that I am his little sister's best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Nonsense," &lt;/span&gt;Grandmere said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just nonsense. Then she stood there, tapping her toes, staring at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Grandmere, "&lt;/span&gt; I said. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"You don't understand. i can't go back there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"All the more reason, " &lt;/span&gt;Grandmere said,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; "for you to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"No," &lt;/span&gt;I said. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"First of all, I don't even have a date for the dance, okay? And P.S., only losers go to dances without dates."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You are not a loser, Amelia," &lt;/span&gt;Grandmere said. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You are a princess. And princesses do not run away when things become difficult. They throw their shoulders back, and they face what disaster awaits them head on. Bravely, and without complaint,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Hello, we are not talking about marauding visigoths, okay, Grandmere? We are talking about an entire high school that seems to think that I am in love with Boris Pelkowski."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Which is precisely," &lt;/span&gt;Grandmere said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"why you must show them that it doesn't matter to you what they think."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Why can't I show them that it doesn't matter by not going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Because that," &lt;/span&gt;Grandmere said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"is the cowardly way. And you, Mia, as you have shown amply this past week, are not a coward. Now get dressed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know why I did what she said. Maybe it was because somewhere deep inside, I knew that for once, Grandmere was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-taken from PRINCESS DIARIES III: PRINCESS IN LOVE by Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"One of Sara's 'pretends' is that she is a princess," &lt;/span&gt;said Jessie. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"She plays it all the time -- even in school. She wants Ermengarde to be one, too, but Ermengarde says she is too fat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"She is too fat," &lt;/span&gt;said Lavinia. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"And Sara is too thin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Sara says it has nothing to do with what you look like, or what you have. It has only to do with what you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;of, and what you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;," &lt;/span&gt;Jessie explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;-taken from A LITTLE PRINCESS by Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2951078464306872137?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2951078464306872137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2951078464306872137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2951078464306872137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2951078464306872137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-christmas-gift.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6572791305999438698</id><published>2008-12-21T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:38:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted to write to him, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't you have the slightest idea what I'm going through? That the only person with whom I can see myself committing to for all eternity is YOU? Don't you KNOW that by now????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But instead I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;FTLouie: Can't wait. Well, I have to go. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I completely hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from the Princess Diaries III: Princess in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-6572791305999438698?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6572791305999438698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6572791305999438698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6572791305999438698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6572791305999438698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wanted-to-write-to-him-dont-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6640699750999635334</id><published>2008-12-19T08:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:30:02.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;PASASALAMAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's kinda late na (char.. pasosy2 ug language).. pero i would like to thank those who made my birthday a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY.. hahahaha.. ab mn gd nq dili ma happy ang akong birthday sa Tagum.. hehehe.. nag expect ko na murag wala lang.. wala ko nag expect na ing ani diay ang mahitabo.. weeeeeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, sorry jud au sa group1 kay nabuking nako ang inung ginasulatan na cartolina na yellow.. wahahaha.. wa man gud qy kalibutan a2.. abi nq ang inung ginahimo kay para sa atong kris kringle.. mao toh sulod2 pud q.. wala lang man pud nireact ang mga naa sa boys roOm pagsulod naq.. wahaha.. wa puy nag gwardya.. k lang yan guys.. hindi ko parin nalaman na marami pa pala kayong nakaplanong gawin.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 10 @ 12 midnight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngtext2 mi sa aqng mama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;kit&gt;: me matanda na aq..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;mami&gt;: happy birthday nak! tandaan mo, nak edad lang ang tumatanda, hindi ang tao.. happy birthday! i luv u nak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den nagwaterfalls aqng mata.. hahaha.. den natulog na q &lt;/mami&gt;&lt;/kit&gt;&lt;kit&gt;&lt;mami&gt;after.. kay it seemed na busy kaau ang mga tao cge adto2 sa gawas.. mga 3 lang mi nabilin sa roOm.. natulog nalang q..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nashock nalang q na gimata man qng isjan kay gihatag niya saq ang katong cartolina na naay sulat2 nila.. unya drowsy pa q.. haha.. wa qy nasabtan sa ilahang mga gipangsulat.. mao to nagthank you q unya natulog q balik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakamata q 6AM nya pagcheck nq sqng fone kay naggr&lt;/mami&gt;&lt;/kit&gt;&lt;kit&gt;&lt;mami&gt;eet na c joanie ug aqng papa.. unya sa dihang tulog pa cla tnan.. tulog nalang pud q balik.. unya nakamata napd q mga 8.. gi-on naq ang aircon kay init na.. wa pa man cla nangmata..pro nimata na jud q.. gibasa naq usab ang cartolina na ilahang gihatag.. hehehe.. unya nakamata na c dianne.. ug ang uban pud.. nag breakfast cla sa baba unya kami nila dianne nagnoodles lang.. human kay nagtambay ko sa roOm.. kauban c dianne ug donnah.. sila tnan kay ambot asa.. haha.. naa ra diay cla tnan nagtapok sa boys room.. taw-anan kay pina ing ani jud ang pagpasulod sa aq oh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;donnah&gt;donnah: dali na dai kay magmeeting daw ana si sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char au ka don.. hahaha.. mao to nisulod na q.. unya an&lt;/donnah&gt;&lt;/mami&gt;&lt;/kit&gt;&lt;kit&gt;&lt;mami&gt;&lt;donnah&gt;a na cla tnan: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! tnan sila naay calachuchi na yellow unya gipanghatag nila sa aq.. hahaha.. ganahan pud au c manang.. unya naay kanang custard cake na gipalit sa bakery sa baba na naay toy car na gibutngan ug birthday candle.. wahaha.. unya gihatag nila donnah c dino.. unya c pinky gihatag pud niya ang iyang gift na chocolates.. nashock na q ato.. pero MAS NASHOCK KO sa aqng nakit-an sa door.. gikawat diay nila ang akong sanina.. (bantug ra nakapansin ko before na naay nanghilabot sa aqng gamit) unya gibutang nila sa isa ka life-sized na drawing.. gipilit nila sa door.. hahaha.. unya sa side kay naa pud drawing ni jayoma.. linte.. hahaha.. naa pud balloons.. hahaha.. kalingaw.. xetness.. wa jud ko nag expect na ing ato ang effort na himuon.. hahaha.. wa nq nakahilak kay lipay na au ang moment.. unya nahurot napud ang aqng tears the night before.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/donnah&gt;&lt;/mami&gt;&lt;/kit&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SUsU0Z480YI/AAAAAAAABMw/FvDF8f5fjI4/s1600-h/Image2809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SUsU0Z480YI/AAAAAAAABMw/FvDF8f5fjI4/s320/Image2809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281337878557544834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;kit&gt;&lt;mami&gt;&lt;donnah&gt;unya nakalimoy diay q.. naa mi food ui.. hahaha.. naay iced tea sa pitcher.. unya naay pan.. oh diba.. kumpleto pajud tanan.. naa pud c sir (mastermind diay xa sa pagpangawat ug sanina nq ug sa drawing2 sa door).. hahaha.. lingaw au.. I LOVE GROUP1 TALAGA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks kaau sa inung tnan.. wa q nag expect na mag effort mo pra sa aqa.. char.. na dugay mo mangatulog pra lang sa aqng bday.. wahahaha.. char..  narealize naq na marami plang tao nagmamahal sa akin.. CHAR!! emo!! wahaha.. kahilak ta ug fecalith.. salamat bitaw.. abi naq di na mahappy ang aqng bday.. daghan q narealize at that time.. kung unsa man to tnan, akoa nalang.. hahaha.. happiest bday  yet.. with group 1 and sir mawi in tagum.. yehey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unya gipalingaw pajud ni sir ang among duty after a2 kay nagcontest2 xa na best2 sa pagduty on that night.. wahaha.. gipatanggal pajud ko ug catheter.. male.. lingaw.. hahaha.. den picture2 mi after ug video2 dd2 sa station.. hehehe.. gwapo kaau 2 na gabii.. pagkahuman kay nanguli na mi.. nagdala ko ug 5 ka balloons.. hehe.. gabii na au 2.. hehe.. salamat kaau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag-abot nq balay kay mata pa aqng mama ug ate.. gihatagan ko nila ug earrings ug bag ug watch.. hehe.. mao to.. natulog na q.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat kaau sa inung tanan.. sa tanan2.. sa lahat2.. for everything.. linte.. salamat kaau sa inu jud.. ade, donnah, cha, dianne, isjan, pinky, katfrat, ella, linda, yo, toni, ronmar, paulo, ug sir mawi.. thank you as in.. wa na qy masulti.. thank you lang jud.. di na q mgdrama2 kay oh eh na kaau.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be waiting for you tomorrow nalang ha.. hehehe.. let's party!! nyehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/donnah&gt;&lt;/mami&gt;&lt;/kit&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-6640699750999635334?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/6640699750999635334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=6640699750999635334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6640699750999635334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/6640699750999635334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/pasasalamat-i-know-its-kinda-late-na.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SUsU0Z480YI/AAAAAAAABMw/FvDF8f5fjI4/s72-c/Image2809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-520587626703514133</id><published>2008-12-10T00:00:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:00:01.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;parang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;kailan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang kailan lang, i have been dreaming about na nagpapicture lagi daw mi sa lito sy.. kami 6 na naka puti.. meaning, after ng capping.. wahaha,, pero, unfortunately, wala nadayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang kailan lang, ang parati kong naririnig sa aking paligid ay "dai, bcg di na jud ko ka-capping ani.." hallerst.. awa, aha na ta karon? nagaduty na ta tanan! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang kailan lang, naa pa mi sa front line duha ni sheryl.. unya nagahulat na mahuman tanan tao sa paglight2 sa ilahang mga kandila kay kami nahuman na.. 1st batch man.. haha.. iba na talaga basta maliit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARANG KAILAN LANG!! 19 pa ako.. haha.. sinabi ko noOn sa sarili ko na ang 19th year ko is my last year as a "teen" so i have to live it fully.. char noh.. hahaha.. anyway, isa lang ka year ang nilipas noh pero daghan au ang nahitabo.. as in.. naay mga happy ug sad na mga panghitabo.. mao na, as far as my memory can allow me to, ilista nako tanan na nahitabo sa 19th year of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;let's go back to my 18th birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- ang aking magagandang mga groupmates ay nag-surprise sa akin sa harap ng mga students ng Elpidio Quirino Elementary School.. waaah.. wid all the "kandul" and the mamang buang na nagbigay ng "torch" sa akin.. haha.. all was captured in pictures.. pero inerase ng walang hiyang bruha galing sa aming camera.. leche.. anyway, after our duty, my family celebrated my birthday in the hospital sa roOm ni papa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school nursing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- first rotation. .lingaw.. lingaw ang mga bata.. i will never forget the time na napiskan ko ug juice sa isa ka bata didto.. wahaha.. den nihilak siya after.. kabuang kog ingon ato na "huuuy... ok lang man. .wag k na mag-iyak.." xetness.. ha3..&lt;br /&gt;- walang bata na hindi tititig sa aking ngipin after ko magsmile.. tatanong agad cla "unsa nang naa sa imong ngipon, te??" ahahay.. kacute nalang..&lt;br /&gt;- Mam D ur da best!! ha3.. gitulugan lang ang among pagpaningkamot ug tudlo sa mga grade2 na mga students..&lt;br /&gt;- AND how can i forget.. the champorado ala nutrition day style.. CHAMPORADO NA NAAY LECHE NA SALUYOT!! aaarrrghhh.. kung di lang lami ang law-uy di naman jud ko mukaon ug saluyot bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;community nursing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sr. Maxi!! da best imong shibashi!! i will never forget the first sanction na reading na naibigay sa akin.. and the reason ngano?? atin2 nalang yun group1.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;- my first cord care!! yehey!! la lang..&lt;br /&gt;- first NCP!! bagsak!! hahaha.. la man lamang naka-abot ug 60%.. wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;tune fergie="" ni="" clumsy="" ng=""&gt;oh, randy.. oh, stimvehlhey.. oh, shiela mhey.. oh maxhey.. wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;- ang napakasayang culmination day na nakabulabog sa buong san pedro college health center.. ha3.. clumsy again.. weeehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- January 2; the night after New Year, niadto sila Pinky, Tin, ug Caloi sa amoang balay kay kinahanglan namo ug manpower para maghurot sa among mga pagkaon.. hahaha.. sa dihang nagprepare sila ug Tanduay na naay gatas ug kape.. for the first time ever, nakainom ko ug alcohol.. hahaha.. hubog daun uy.. Tin, Pinky, atin2 nalang ang inung mga nakita.. hahahahahaha.. den kay buntag na mi nahuman cge kanta2, dd2 nalang cla na2log sa balay.. tapad mi 3.. ONLY, halos wala ko nakatulog kay cge sila tabi duha, unya labad pajud au aq ulo.. at least nk2log.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ang akong mga kagrupo sa family case study was krisjan, cha2, egy and paulo.. unfortunately, at the time na magdefense na, namatay ang father ni egy.. of course nashock ang lahat, lalo na kami mga kagrupo kay tong wednesday lang before that day nakita pa namo xa sa ilahang balay ug nagstorya2 pa mi about school.. naimpress lang jud ko kay ang whole SPC community supportive kaau sa Arquiza family ug sa family napud ni egy kay strong kaau sila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nakaremember lang pud ko.. it was at this time na nagkabati2 mi nila donnah ug sheryl.. ngano gani 2 nag-away mi a2?? nklmut nq b.. ngano gni 2? hahaha.. anyway, kung ano man ang reason, nang dahil sa Bible reading galing kay Sister Maxi, nagkabati2 kaming apat.. hahaha.. tingala ang tanan ngano right after sa prayer nag-group hug mi 4.. hahaha.. ana jud ang friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- AND!! hahaha.. naremember pud nako.. mao tong time na nagkarOon ng epidemic ng measles sa aming grupo!! hahaha.. mabuti nalang.. natutrust ko talaga ang aking immune system.. to think na wala ko nagpa-vaccine ug measles.. mwahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;preClin and OB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mam Locsin da best!! first part ng rotation is sa St. Dom.. werla ba?? di man.. kailangan lang 6 tlga na tao ang mgchange ng diaper ng isang patient.. wahahaha.. igo lang pajud mi nisimhot sa baho sa St.Dom kay sa dihang 3 days lang mi ngduty dd2.. hahaha.. but it was worth it..&lt;br /&gt;- ang next part was sa St. Catherine ward.. ang aking patient sa last day na nako na hibaw-an na BFF diay sila ni Papa.. hehe.. kaila jud xa.. sayang wala sila nagkita.. gistory dayun nako kay Papa pag-uli nako sa balay.. den nakaremember pa jud siya.. BFF jud diay sila.. hahaha.. daghan sila memories together..&lt;br /&gt;- den ang among patient sa case study kay siya lang pud.. hehe.. COPD.. ang among case presentation na ambot pud.. case lecture na.. hahaha.. pero mam locsin.. we lab u na jud.. siya nagtudlo sa amoa unsaon paghimo ug patho.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;- basta within this rotation naa didto ang march5.. haha.. nagplano2 jud mi kung aha magbirthday si ade.. ang first a2 kay sa greenwhich.. den, nagFC2 mi sa manager sa greenwhich kay nagplano mi ug surprise na program pra kay Ade.. wahaha.. unya pagkahuman di lang diay madayun didto kay nag inarte ang management.. wahaha.. so gifinal na namo.. sa Dencios nalang mi.. eat all u can!! ha3.. tanan group1 naa didto.. gihurot namo ang french fries na giserve.. den gipakita nako ang movie na akong na gihimo para kay ade..wahaha.. for the video, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hSupm_KS9R4"&gt;ADE'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humanities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BASURA!! hahaha.. i will never forget this activity.. 98 mi ani do!! hahaha.. the lavinia and dorina chapter sa aqng life.. diri nako nafeel na artista kaau q.. hahaha.. char.. hawd lang jud mi duha ni ade.. waaaaahh.. kung wala lang cguro ko nagreact pagkabuak sa baso ba.. bcg 100 mi.. waaaaaaaahhh.. char lang..&lt;br /&gt;- at around this time pud.. (ambot ngano diri ni.. pero basta mga 2nd sem pud 2 xa.. finals..) nagka driver's license na ako.. wahaha.. non-prof.. after ko nabagsak sa 1st exam, ug nagretake.. naa na jud.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;- MALAYA KA NA PILIPINO!! ang aming singing career as a class.. who would have thought na mananalo kami?? hahaha.. hawd man diay mi manganta.. magbuo na mi ug 3d chorale.. hahahaha.. da best.. da best teacher.. christine felix!! we bow to you!!&lt;br /&gt;- ang poster.. bow. hahaha.. ngkabuang ko ug huna2 ug concept pra a2 ha..pero at least hindi ako binigo ni Lord.. naka3rd pa ako.. hahaha.. salamat sa dalawang kamay..&lt;br /&gt;-nagkaroOn din kami ng moviemaking nito.. yung HEADS OR TAILS directed by Jose Tabbada.. sa original na plano man gud, dili jud ako dapat ang monstah.. hahaha.. unya di man daw c jose ana na role.. so ako nalang.. nachange ang story.. hahaha.. aha ka nakakita ug killer na mas gamay pa sa victim? hahaha.. pero lingaw.. didto mi nagshooting ila deniece.. naabtan mi ug sayo sa buntag.. den didto nalang mi natulog ni jose ila donna.. hehehe.. gipakaOn mi ug pastel ug chocolate cake.. hehehe.. lami don.. lamat au sa hospitality..&lt;br /&gt;-and den ang among movie nakadaug ug BEST CINEMATOGRAPHY!! along with all the other awards na nareceive sa uban movie na gihimo sa among clasmates.. especially sa group nila Kevin.. naghakot ug awards.. CONGRATS BSN 2D (2d p man mi a2 n time..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUMMER sem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- at around this time, sinabi ni ayesha sa akin na wala na ang kanyang lola.. maremember ko na invited pa ako nun sa birthday ng lola niya once.. den dinala ko c ate.. den nagdala kami ng cake.. den savior yung cake na dala namin dahil wala silang cake na naihanda para makablow ng candles ang lola ni Yek.. hehe.. god bless you po..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-diri ko nakaila ug fotocooOoOoOopppppyyy... hahaha.. fotocopy lng mn gd tnan amoa.. naa mn unta sa libro.. PERO buotan man kaau amOng teacher (sir Limos) ginaprovide-an jud mi ug fotocopy ug kanang simplified na na mga notes.. idol.. hehehe.. one line na hindi ko makakalimutan kay sir Limos: "me?? huh!!" hahaha.. sa makaremember lang.. weeeeehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asian Civ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da beeeessssttt!!! JAPAN!! hahaha.. first time namo to nagmamugs para sa isa ka reporting.. wid all the music video.. nagshoOting mi sa among balay.. which was, ulaw au sa aqng part.. haha. ok ra unta kung di nako kaila ug wala pud nakaila sa aq ang among mga neighbors noh.. magkiat2 man jud cguro ko b.. ha3.. pero unsaon man.. naglakaw2 pa mi padulong sa tennis court.. naa pa mi naabtan na nagapractice na choir didto sa tindahan then gibulabog namo ang ilahang pgractice.. skandalo au mi a2.. hahaha.. naa p gani nagpangutana "dai, unsay okasyon ddto?" hahaha.. kung alam niyo lang para saan itong ginagawa namin.. hahaha.. BUT overall, I LOVED THE EXPERIENCE.. hahaha.. to see the video, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dLgIYG_i9yo"&gt;JAPAN DONTSHAAKE STYLE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-idiscuss nako ang preparation namo sa among report ha.. (char.. discuss jud??) sa ing ani nalang na style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPS ON HOW TO MAKE A GAHUT NA REPORTING ABOUT JAPAN SA ASIAN CIVILIZATION NA SUBJECT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. kung ang klase niyo ay 9AM nagsastart, dapat pag-isipan niyo na na mag-early sa skul para maset-up niyo na ang mga kailangan iset-up. therefore, magpareserve kau ng rum na iyon for 7:30. pumunta kau sa OSA at kumuha ng slip at ipakita ito kay Kuya Jani 7:30AM pagdating niyo sa roOm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. wag mag manila paper. primitive na yan. 21st century na.. naimbento na ang Microsoft powerpoint.. kaya mag lcd projector na kau. maghanap kau sa ibang sections ng merong lcd kung wala kau.. prepare lang ng 600 pesos mahigit.. and take note, for one hour lang ito.. chos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. bumili kau ng water celophane.. paggupit-gupitin ito nang lengthwise. itapal ang bawat pirasong naputol sa mga fluorescent light na nasa rum. kung hindi eppektib ang isang piraso lang, doblehin. Japan, diba? so red. red na water celophane. NOTE: wag gumamit ng double-sided tape.. magagalit si kuya Jani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. magdala ng malaking tela na red at takpan ang bintana. pati ang mga glass sa pintuan.. kung pwede upper hal ng doors icover, gO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. maglagay ng flag ng Japan sa labas ng rum ninyo.. magmumukha nga raw embassy ng Japan ang roOm, pero hayaan niyo sila.. tiyak na naiinggit lang sila dahil sa inyong kagahut-an..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. magprepare na weeks beforehand ng origami made of art paper.. lagyan na rin ito ng mga tali dahil isasabit niyo ito sa ceiling. siguraduhin lang na marerecognize kung anong klaseng hayop ang inyong nagawa kung ayaw niyong magmukha itong... ok next!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. pumunta sa bahay ng isang clasmate para gumawa ng props. dala2 ang inyong mga RED at white na cartolina, at pintura na black, magsiksikan kayo sa kwarto ng kaklase niyo upang makagawa ng mga japanese na letter na nakalagay sa mga red tag.. ang mga ito'y isasabit niyo rin sa ceiling ng rum at ang iba ay ididikit sa dingding.. ang iba naman na walang ginagawa ay pwedeng magpaluwag ng kuwarto at manoOd ng TV sa kusina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. kumuha ng eksena galing sa isang movie para ipakita at gawing halimbawa sa audience.. lagyan din ito ng subtitle kung mahina ang boses ng mga aktor.. plus smiley pa.. pra masaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. last but not the least, maglista ng mga quotable quotes ng inyong guro at ito'y ilagay sa credits na part ng inyong presentasyon bilang pasasalamat sa inyong guro sa kanyang pakikinig sa inyong 2-day reporting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- for the glory!! ha3.. wafu among games sa PE, badminton, Vball, ug BBall.. hehehe.. enjoy!! makapayat ug todo2.. ha3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sa amOang last meeting sa PE, nahibaw-an namo na wala na ang lola sa akong bestfriend.. n nagtext lang xa sako padulong na q skul.. den pag-abot niya sa skul kay nghilak.. kami 2 ni sheryl ang naa dd2.. pero bilib jud ko ni Ade b.. dula gihapon.. hahaha.. MVP lang gihapon b.. yan ang bestfriend ko.. kaya Apurada, mag-isip2 ka na kung gusto mo pang sumali sa next year dahil may mas sisikat na sa iyo.. hahahaha.. joke lang.. nawala na ko sa topic.. nagplano pud unta mi ni Ade na magpeople's park pgkhuman sa among PE pero xempre, la na nadayun.. god bless you po..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after ng aming mga klase, nagreunion ang mga Dellosa (mother's side of the family) sa Mati.. sabay ang Cheng at Dolores family na umalis sa kanilang mga bahay at lumakbay palayo ng Davao.. hahaha.. sa Mati, mdaming kamag-anak.. halos lahat hindi ko kilala.. hahaha.. den doOn lang din kami natulog sa tabi ng dagat.. ok din.. malamig.. matigas lang ang higaan.. den maraming lamok.. hahaha.. pero enjoy.. nung sa program proper na at inintroduce ang bawat families, kami ang pinakamaliit na family.. hahaha.. halos lahat sila eeexxxtteenndded.. ahaa..anyway, im glad nung nakauwi na kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after ng reunion, nung birthday ng aking lola, pumunta kami sa gulf view, kasama pa namin si Papa nun.. dun nag enjoy kami na family.. nakavideoke jud ko ug ahat didto.. ulaw kay madungog sa naa sa mga katapad na cottage, may nalang positive ang mga comments.. wwaaaaaahhhh.. kigwa.. hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-days after pud ani, di ko sure kung diri ba jud na time, basta, nag-away akong parents.. mao tong first time nako nakakita na nag-away jud cla.. na naay nilupad na plato.. na halos nawad-an na ug boses akong mama sa sige shagit.. na nihawa jud akong mama sa balay unya wala na niuli.. cge kog hilak ato.. makamatay.. di jud nako makaya na wala akong mama.. unta di na 2 xa mausab ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the NEW BSN 3D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gishuffle jud mi.. naay mga natanggal sa amoa.. isa na doOn si angel.. meron ding mga nadagdag.. mga taga sectionF.. great adjustments.. pati sa akoa pud.. hehehe.. bag-o naman pud gud akong mga kagrupo sa duty.. di na mi kagrupo sa original na grup 1 ug ni Ade, Dianne, Donnah ug Sheryl.. pero kagrupo man nako c Charlene.. so happy japun.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-new ang akong grupmates sa DR na rotation under kay Mam Atillo with our PCIs na mga grabe ang utok.. sila Sir Kumekok at Mam Glossy.. lingaw cla na mga PCI kay buotan kaau.. den friends kaau mi nila.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sadly, at around this time, nung 11-7 shift kami sa DR ng SPH, c Papa nasa ICU na sa DMC den kinailangan kong magpalit2 sa pagbantay dun.. so dahil maxadong malayo ang DMC sa aming bahay para kumuha pa ako ng mga gamit pangduty, binaon ko nalang lahat at nakiusap akong manuluyan sa bahay nila Sheryl.. (ba't ako ngttglog?) unya may nalang buutan au cla sheryl ug iyang ate.. hehehe.. (salamat jud kaau.. maski na feeling nako busy kaau mo duha a2 na time, gipatuloy lang gihapon ko ninyo, ug maski na 7-3 ang duty ni sheryl, gihulat lang gihapon ko niya.. senxa au sa abala nako.. hehe.. pero salamat jud kaau..).. den on june30 at aroung 4PM, nagtext akong mama na wala na daw si Papa.. at that time natulog pa ko.. gimata lang ko sa akong dadi kay nagtext lagi daw akong mama.. pagbangon nako wala pa koy nafeel.. ang akong giisip lang jud at that time kay kailangan nako mag empake napud kay muadto mi sa DMC npd.. den namroblema ko kay naulaw na ko magstay ila sheryl after para maghulat na mag 11PM.. hahaha.. buang jud.. eventually, nagstay lang gihapon ko dd2 after namo sa DMC..&lt;br /&gt;sa DMC, la gihapon ko nihilak.. nagpigil2 jud ko.. kay ang mga igsoOn sa akong lolo naghinilakay na.. giisip nako na kung muhilak pa ko, wala lang.. muhilak lang ko.. hahaha.. basta wala pa ko nihilak a2.. den basta after didto niadto na ko ila sheryl.. bug-at kaau akong feeling.. napondo ang tears sa dughan.. haha.. pero wala lang gihapon ko nakahilak ila sheryl kay lingaw man au cla kauban.. haha.. nagreformat cla ug computer.. basta..&lt;br /&gt;den pagduty down napud kaau ko.. absent-minded.. kaduha ko nakasab-an ni mam atillo.. si charlene lang ug roxanne ang nakabalo at that day sa nahitabo. . kahilakon ko everytime magtambay ko sa conference roOm unya kanang magtanga ko.. pero unsaon man na 11-7 man.. what can we do but to make tambay in the conference rum?? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;sa balay na ko nihilak.. tong nagtext si ade sa akoa na nangutana kung asa ang haya unya dal-on daw niya ang tibuok group1.. xepaks.. hahaha.. nagwaterfalls akong mata.. hahaha.. unfortunately, sa tagum man, so di sila ka ad2.. ok lang uy.. masabtn mn nq na layo.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;and that was it.. wala na akong lolo.. wala na si Papa.. first time ever na mawad-an ko ug someone na close kaau sa akoa.. hantud karon makahilak gihapon ko maghuna2 ug habang nagatyppe ani.. wooohh!! hahaha.. salamat kaau sa tanan na naa sa akong tapad ani na mga times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- first ever cord dressing.. nalingaw ko sa mga baby.. hehehe.. ug xempre sa akong baby na gicord-dress.. abi nako pagkargahun nako sya gaan lang.. bug-at2 man diay.. hahaha.. nakalimut lang ko sa iyahang name.. pero naa to xa sa akoang exhibit boOklet.. hehehe.. unta makit-an pa nako xa in the future pagdako na niya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-den at around this time nagkaprob kami sa DG.. (won't elaborate nalang kay gikapoy na ko ug cge huna2 aning storyha) den napalitan ang aming president.. si Ate Sarah na!! hehehe.. den nagkaroon din ng prang transformation ang club.. dumami na ang members and mas gumahut na ang lahat.. hahaha.. go DG.. &lt;/tune&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- at around this time (mga June 21) kay nawala ang celphone ni Angel.. diri ra pud nahitabo ang 35 pesos na incident.. no need to elaborate further on the topic.. i already wrote a whole entry about that a long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSYCHIA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-under the supervision of Mam Moreno, first week ng duty, foOd committee kami ni Cha2 and Linda.. i will never forget na naForce ko ang mama ko na mgluto ng binignit.. ha3.. werla akong mama a2.. pati katong sangkatutak na puto taktak na gipalit namo.. ha3.. da best.. simula noOn, kumakain na ako ng puto taktak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-before pa nagstart ang duty sa psychia drama kaau q kay naghilak2 paq sa kahadlok.. haha.. nabasa nmn gd nq ang chart sa akong patient a2 na si MJ.. den niandar napud ang akong pagkaparanoid, ambot, nakahilak ko habang gastoryahanay sa kong ate.. hahaha.. buang jud. paadmit nalang q.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-busy kaau ni na time.. la na koy time para sa akong club, dili na ko updated, wala nay net2, ako pirminti in-charge sa videoke sa mga buang, cge mig practice ila kathleeN mercado, unya daghan na sa amoa ang na-bipolar.. speaking of bipolar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-one practice time na wala ko naka atend dahil sa 40th day sa pghawa ni Papa at pumunta kami ng Tagum, nagreport (char.. report jud.. ha3) cla sa akoa kung unsay nahitabo sa practice.. ana cla nabipolar daw si isjan..unya c Ade nagpatawag sa ako kay isulti daw niya ang nahitabo.. ha3.. nakatawag jud kog ahat.. pauli pa mi a2 na time.. gikanchawan paq saqng ate ug mama kay nakadungog cla sa akoa na grabe na daw kaau ko makabisaya (bisaya akong ginagamit sa skul xempre mao to akong gigamit pagtalk namo ni Ade). haha.. and then i know na what happened.. ahahay.. ang stress talaga.. makapawild.. pero okay naman 2 kay kabalo man ang tanan na epekto lang to sa PSYCHIA ROTATION.. ha3.. we lab u parin isjan!! Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABC/F&amp;amp;E Rotation (ward sa sta.Rosa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ang first jud na nakabutang sa announcement na CI namo dapat was Sir Omandac.. den our PCI came to our roOm na gi-exam-an announcing na dili na daw xa ang among CI.. si sir hista na daw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-den naay naka-assign sa amoa each na i-RD sa skills lab.. dali lang man ang mga nahatag sa amoang grupo, yung tipong mga follow-up IV, starting, BT, suctioning, O2, pag-abot nako sa "Dolores" na name kay "CTT MONITORING"... ako a2 kay WTH??? unsay CTT monitoring??? sa tanan na nahatag na iRD mao ra jud na ang ka2 palang nako na time nadunggan.. research2 dayun ko kay kulba2.. nangtna ko sa akong ate.. nangtna ko sa PCI namo sa psychia.. gisulat nako tanan sa akong ward noteboOk ang info na akong nakuha.. den RD na daw.. sa dihang nawad-an ug time sa RD2 unya wala na ko nakaRD.. mwahahahahahaha.. CTT monitoring.. i lab u na.. hahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-first follow-up nako kay karon jud nahitabo!! hahaha.. 4 times ko nakafollow-up.. yehey.. haller..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Roxanne i'll remember u forever.. maski na wa na kay reply2 sq kung musta na ka.. hahaha.. unta okay ra japun ka ug naayo na ka para matuloy na ang imong transplant.. si Roxanne ang very memorable ko siguro na patient ever as of the moment.. (c Victoriano kay second nalang.. hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DG gahut sa intrams!! hehehe.. bumawi ako sa mga namiss ko na mga event nung psychia days pa kami.. kaya ayan.. present sa lahat ng event sa intrams!! hahaha.. ang problema lang kay ang first days kay naghimo mi ug CS pra ipasa na kay sir.. pero okay parin!! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- at sa wakas!! nakita at narinig na rin ng San Pedro College si tin na kumanta.. sa kanyang intermission.. nyehehe.. nadunggan napud namo siya mukanta sa ilahang "gig" roOm.. as usual.. idol gihapon.. da best!! the type na "amigo namo na!!" hahaha.. anyway, sa iyahang intermission number na ang iyahang gikanta kay bossaNova version ng Unfaithful ni Rihanna, kaduet niya si Matt Deligero.. oO, deligero.. apelyido sa akong dentist.. no, dili xa ang akong dentist.. hahaha.. siya lang naman ang anak sa akong dentist.. AND SO?? wala lang.. shocked lang ko na hawd pud diay mukanta ang amaw.. xetness kaau.. chris brown ikaw ba yan?? hahaha.. isumbong diay na nako sa iyahang papa.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ang da best na happening sa intrams kay ang HALE!! nyehehe.. nakasulat na man ko ug entry about aning Hale na happening sa akong life so dili na nako usbon.. champ, i lab u.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RECOLLECTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- the most awaited thing happened sa recollection.. hindi lang DDONTSHAAKE ang nag-await nun.. kundi ang buong 3D (maski na ang uban wala kabalo kung unsa jud ang dahilan.. hahaha..) nakahilak mi sa pagbati ni Ade ug Sheryl.. ug sa uban pud.. sa paghatag2 ug kandol (&lt;em&gt;candle &lt;/em&gt;na siya in english.. ha3..) highlight to siya.. hahaha.. didto nahuman tnan.. and nabalik na sa dati ang lahat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ECOTOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- first ever tour sa hindi naman kalayuan sa siyudad ng Davao na Angel's Cove at Coral Gardens with the whole BSN 3D and with Mam Plasencia.. at first nung papunta pa lang ang boat dun, naghahanap na ako ng lupa.. hahaha.. torture man yung trip gud.. feeling nako kung wala ko nakapigil sa akong sarili, napollute nako ang dagat with my gastric contents.. hahaha.. pero after nakaligo nang ilang beses okay naman.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kaenjoy!! waaaah!! first time nako makakita ug corals!! na dili sa TV!! nakakita ko ug mga color blue na fish, mga fish na murag zebra, fish na murag pwede ihawon, crab na murag scorpion, coral na nagamove2.. waaaahh!! ang lahat ng ito nakita ko kahit na snorkeling lang ang ginawa ko.. hahaha..(hulam lang pajud ang snorkel ug mga goggles na akong gigamit..ha3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay man maglangoy2 kay naay life jacket.. pero katong at first na pagbaba jud nako sa tubig nawerla ko kay sa kalalom sa dagat wala na koy matamakan. mura na kog mamatay kay ang life jacket mura di kasuporta sa ako.. mulubog ra japun ang akong body ang life jacket lang ang mulutaw.. hahaha.. grabe akong kapit sa life jacket ato.. (ambot unsa akong nawng atong panahuna.. hahaha..) kanang, pwede idikit nalang ang life jacket sa akong lawas or kanang isulod sa akong body pra mulutaw nalang ko forever?? hahaha.. mura jud mig mamatay.. c ade pud.. hahaha.. grabe nalang ang among katawa ato after namo makaabOt sa &lt;em&gt;salvation&lt;/em&gt;-- sa hagdanan.. hahaha.. pero after ato narealize nako na kinahanglan jud magrelax pra dili mamatay sa dagat.. hahaha.. maO to nangita ko ug way para magkarOon ng silbi ang life jacket sa aking buhay.. kaya pgkatpos kong maging &lt;em&gt;expert&lt;/em&gt; sa &lt;em&gt;method &lt;/em&gt;na ako lang ang naghimo2, dili na ko kahawa sa dagat.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lingaw jud.. white sand.. clear na tubig.. ulan pajud na walay init.. kumpleto pajud imong friends.. ano pang hahanapin mo? perfect outing.. da best jud ang ecotour.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DG TEAMBUILDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- teambuilding sa Talomo.. abi naq mamatay na q sa pgtrbho.. sa dihang pila lang mi ka officers nabilin pra magfacilitate? 3?? julian, ate sara ug ako?? hahaha.. asa ka ana? early morning namalengke pa mi sa bankerohan.. wala pa koy ligo a2.. haha.. then after kay niuli ko pra maligo ug mgkuha ug mga gamit.. dala nako ang among sakynan gisundo nako cla duha sa balay nila julian.. na-jampacked ang kotse.. hahaha.. puno ang compartment, puno pud ang likod.. so ang higanteng si Julian at si ate sara ay nagsiksikan sa passenger seat.. hahaha.. dako kaau ang space sa driver.. hahaha.. luoy kaau sila.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pagkaAbot namo sa Larous sa Talomo, namroblema ko gamay unsaOn pagsulod sa kotse sa pagkagamay2 na gate.. may nalang nakasulod ko with flying colors.. den ngprepare na mi.. ulan2 pjd.. 3 lang mi ngprepare sa tnan.. hahaha.. pero may nalang 21 lang ang niabot.. tan-awa kung unsa ka lugi namo.. hahaha.. 60 among gina expect na muabot unya kana lang.. pero cge lang.. hahaha.. daghan pagkaOn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;den niabot si Sir Bongar.. dd2 pud xa natulog.. gwapo ang place kay naay poOl ug dagat.. ug gwapo ang mga balay2.. humok ang tulugan..  limpyo ang CR.. lami mupuyo didto.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nag night swimming lang mi.. ang mga gikapoy intawn, ako ug si ate sarah gi pangcramps ang mga tiil.. hahaha.. halos di na ka kalangoy..speaking of langoy.. ang ilahang poOl kay naay 7 feet.. adto2 ko didto kay di na daw ko mahadlok kunuhay kay nakatry na lagi ko ug lalom sa ecotour.. hahaha.. pero kapit2 lang ko sa side sa poOl.. nagtry2 ko ug float2 didto.. nadiscover nako na dili ghapon nako kaya.. hahaha.. ang mahitabo lang kay ilumos nako ang akong tibuok lawas unya musaka napud ko unya mukapit sa side sa poOl.. hahaha.. katlin amaw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pagkahuman sa teambuilding knockdown ko sa balay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2ND SEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron na kaming bagong groupmate sa duty (Ronmar Jayoma), bagong concepts na totorture sa aming mga katawan, bagong mga teacher na magpapatulog sa amin at magpapainspire sa amin na pumasok parin sa school kahit na 7PM na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- St.Dominic.. ward.. left wing.. under Mr. Emanuel B. Dela Cruz.. well what can i say.. VERY FUN!! hahaha.. kahit na marami kaming mga kashungakan na nagagawa sa ward at kahit na medyo busy parin talaga ang aming mga lives.. dagdagan pa ng duty sa DRH sa Tagum.. LINGAW GIHAPON!! haha.. kahit na ang namroblema kami sa kalagayan ng water sa aming tirahan sa Tagum, lingaw.. marami akong nalearn sa rotation na ito dahil maraming ward class si sir.. hahaha.. pero okay lang.. at least hindi nasasayang ang oras namin.. waaaahh.. lingaw jud.. ang mga biyahe papuntang tagum, all the singing sessions, the late-night chika sessions, the ward classes.. EXPERIENCE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hhhaaayy.. that ends my last year as a "teen".. kung titingnan ko hindi naman talaga pala masama ang tumuntong ng line of 2.. ang masama lang about that is nafifeel ko na ang aging.. haha.. totoo.. sumasakit na ang aking mga joints.. mgpapacheck-up pa nga ako.. hahaha.. di bitaw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the point is, out of all that has happened in the past years, looking back, and reading my past entries in my blog, was my youth happy? was it worth it? did i make the best out of it? now i can answer it, yes. it was. i did make the best out of it. i don't have any regrets. not that i don't have any choice na kasi dumaan na ang mga panahon at hindi ko na maibabalik pa. i will surely miss the times that i have been a freakin' teenager.. haha.. wala na talaga akong kawala.. adult na ako.. haahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;salamat lord dahil nakaabot ako sa ganitong edad.. thanks for the second chance.. thanks for everything.. thanks for helping me and my family during the time na umalis na si Papa.. thanks for giving me the BEST friends in the world.. thanks for every trial that you have given me because now, it made me into someone better.. thanks for each day that i wake up into.. thanks for everything.. thanks Lord..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lord naa na baya koy giplano para sa akong life after nako makagraduate.. ana ang among teacher sa psych na mas musucceed daw ang mga tao na naka establish ug direction sa ilahang mga life.. Lord.. nakaplano ko ug something na mejo kahibangan.. hahaha.. pero gusto ko talga.. sana Lord matupad.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lord guide me always.. sana maabutan ko pa ang aking mga apo Lord!! hehehe.. thanks sa tanan Lord..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P.S. iregards qng Papa Lord, ha.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-520587626703514133?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/520587626703514133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=520587626703514133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/520587626703514133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/520587626703514133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/12/19.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8729394543903342335</id><published>2008-11-22T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:03:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUMU sa MALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;naa q skul karon.. sa netlab.. bag0 lang mi nigikan sa mall kay nagsuroy2 after namo naglunch sa Mandarin Tea Garden.. nang kami ay nakakita ng unexpected na nilalang.. naglakaw2 sa mall.. buing pud mi kay gifollow pud namo.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bayot xa na murag naay problema sa pag-iisip kay sexy kaau ang iyahang suot unya nagwig siya.. sexy kaau to the point na makita na ang iyahang "bra" (oo, nagbra siya) ug ang iyahang shorts.. haller.. may raba kung hamis siya ug skin ug puti.. hadlok jud kaau xa.. hideous.. hahaha.. sori Lord.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, pabalik na unta mi sa school nang nagpakita na naman  siya.. this time nagsunod2 na mi.. hahaha.. then nisulod mi ug McdO kay murag nahadlok mi kay basig i approach mi unya kulamon mi.. unya sa dihang nagpadulong man pud xa sa McDo.. dagan mi for our lives.. and in the end sige na mi ug katawa kay ang nigawas na murag mga buang kay kami.. hahahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hay nalang.. naluoy ko sa tao.. ngano naing-ato kaha to siya.. ginatan-aw na siya sa tanan tao ba (gaya namin na nagsunod2 pajud).. another experience.. hay nalang.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8729394543903342335?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8729394543903342335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8729394543903342335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8729394543903342335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8729394543903342335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/11/mumu-sa-mall-naa-q-skul-karon.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-4310617424463013211</id><published>2008-11-08T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:26:11.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 things na importante na madala nako sa monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. ward noteboOk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. cap ni ade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. manual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. ang clearances namO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. ORF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. YELLOW PAPER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. celphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. ballpen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and most important of all: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. my common sense..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cOmmon sense, ayaw'g tinanga ha.. dili magpabilin.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-4310617424463013211?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/4310617424463013211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=4310617424463013211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4310617424463013211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4310617424463013211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-things-na-importante-na-madala-nako.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-9187357821419310294</id><published>2008-11-08T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:18:19.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;10 changes in your life after you acquire &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kawasaki disease..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;10. you have to have your heart monitored about 2 times a month through ECG.. and it hurts you know.. pano kasi, ang doctor may idudukdok na joystick sa iyong left bOob para mavisualize ang heart.. ikaw daw beh.. itry.. kanang deodorant gani.. itry pislit2 ang sides sa imohang breast.. awa kung di ba sakit.. hahaha.. i hated those trips to the ECG roOm.. i hated it when the doctor made me lift my shirt up and expose my breasts while i was lying on the bed.. at least naay curtains.. pero maski na!! by that nawalan ako ng dangal!! hahaha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;9. bawal ka na daw mapagOd ug kanang magdula2 na makapawis.. basta bawal mapagod.. char man daw ni.. mao to di na ko pwede magkiat2 and all.. and to think na naa sa topmost floOr ang among classroOm at that time.. pasaka pa lang kapoy na.. dapat giharness diay ko ato everytime musaka ko.. hahaha.. hallerR.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;8. everyOne arOund you goes like, "uy, ikaw si kathleen? welcome back!" and the teachers go "kathleen, buti naman magaling ka na.." with their smiles and lOoks of sympathy.. salamat pud sa concern sa tanan.. ganahan man ko.. hahaha.. what amazed me at that time was kabalo tanan kung kinsa ko.. mura kog nacelebrity kadali.. hahaha.. ang samok lang kay ang uban nimo na classmate kay mag-ingon ug "uy kathleen! nagbigay baya ang mama ko ng 500!!" haller??! kailangan pa bang sabihin yan?? maulaw man sad ta ana.. hahaha.. anyway, salamat sa 500.. maski sa uban na singko or piso lang ang gihatag, salamat lang gihapon.. ang piso, you know, dagdagan lang yan ng 4,999.00 pesos makakabili na ng isang vial ng Immunoglobulin.. so, salamat.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. okay lang sa mga teachers kung wala pa nimo namemorize ang inyong choral piece para sa choral recitation ninyo.. na merge ang dalawang section.. then okay lang sa teachers na kapag magpapractice na kayong lahat sa isang classroOm ikaw lang ang hindi nakakasabay sa choral recitation dahil hindi ka nga nakapagmemorize.. of course, ulaw.. hahaha.. pero in the end, mapepressure kang imemorize ang lahat kaya makakasabay ka na rin sa mga classmates mo.. hahaha. .kaya man diay.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;6. everyOne becomes kind to you.. lets you borrow everything you need to borrow.. notes (kay request sa imong mama sa imong teacher then giingnan na sa imong teacher ang inyong class na pahiramon ka ug notes), pencil, ballpen, eraser, etc.. hahaha..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. your mother's eyes become less red.. kay nahuman na ang iyahang days and nights na sige hilak.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;4. your uncles and titas and ninangs and ninongs start appearing like it was the best christmas of your life, only, dili xa christmas.. hahaha.. then maghatag ug regalo, mostly lang dili sa akoa muabOt kundi sa akong mama.. hehehe.. pampalit ug tambal nako..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. you'll get tired of listening to your past and present health history, katong prior to admission, sa imohang signs and symptoms, kay istory man tanan sa imohang mama sa mga bisita na muabOt.. unya ikaw kay subject ka for scrutiny.. tan-aw tan-awon dayun ka sa mga bisita as your mother tells your story to them.. ikaw, kay xempre maconscious man ka ana, atik2 dayun ka na wala ka kabalo na ginatan-aw ka.. unya kung di na nimo makaya jud, didto na ka sa kwarto magtago.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;2. wala na ka gina away sa imohang ate.. kay bawal lagi daw sa imoha ang mashock2 ang heart.. so buotan kaau xa sa imoha.. pero for how many weeks lang to.. after your ate gets tired of being goody-goody, balik trabaho na naman xa.. mambully napud.. hahahahaha.. ang mga ate nga naman.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and last but not the least, this is the greatest change after nimo magka-kawasaki disease:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1. everybody, except you begins to realize na nahatagan ka ug second life.. kay grade 3 pa ka ato na time so murag dili pa ka kathink abstractly (schoOl age: concrete operational thinking pa ni according to Jean Piaget).. everybody prays for you and your family, everybody cherishes you more than ever.. nobody thinks of the money that is still to be paid.. everybody thanks the Lord.. thanks the Lord for YOU.. nyahaha.. emo mode ba ni..?? noOo.. just thanking the Lord, too.. marealize nalang na nimo na lucky na kaau ka kung naa na ka sa Formal operations stage which is adolescence.. so narealize na nako.. hahaha.. unsa kaha ang life diri sa balay kung wala ko?? hahaha.. salamat Lord.. labyu.. hehehe.. sana patuloy niyo akong bantayan at patuloy niyong ibless ang aking family.. kahit na ang dami kong kasalanan sa aking family.. hehehe.. lab man nako cla.. ibless cla Lord ha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and Lord, sana wala nang bata na magkaKawasaki disease.. mahirap.. sakit au tong idukdok na joystick.. lisud au nang everyweek ka muadto sa laboratory para makuhaan ug dugo.. lisud.. hehehe.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;*=*=*&lt;em&gt;nag-I'll-do-whatever-it-takes mode ang akong mama ato na time..*=*=*&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;*^*^*ana pa xa "Lord, nganong sa tanan2 na bata ako pa ang nagkasakit ug ing ani?"*^*^*&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;*-*-*kung lahi to na bata luoy.. may nang ako nalang kay sure2 na kasurvive.. ha3*-*-*&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&gt;lamat Lord.. labyu&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; papa God.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-9187357821419310294?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/9187357821419310294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-4062383487782893490</id><published>2008-11-07T09:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:48:43.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever it takes by lifehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SRLnF1C7fXI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xh_bzL-WdR4/s1600-h/lifehouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265525001674259826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SRLnF1C7fXI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xh_bzL-WdR4/s200/lifehouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0);font-size:20;" &gt;WHATEVER IT TAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strangled smile fell from your face&lt;br /&gt;It kills me that I hurt you this way&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that I didn't even know&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a million reasons for you to go&lt;br /&gt;But if you can find a reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266191257046527202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SRVFC_uGrOI/AAAAAAAAA2w/k9N5PjGtnZM/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;I'll do whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To turn this around&lt;br /&gt;I know what's at stake&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;And if you give me a chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Believe that I can change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;I'll keep us together whatever it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266192025434575554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SRVFvuMF0sI/AAAAAAAAA24/zBQcJ6Nn9eE/s200/li.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;If we're gonna make this work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;You gotta let me inside even though it hurts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;She said "Like it or not it's the way it's gotta be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193375354094578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SRVG-TB_A_I/AAAAAAAAA3A/t1Ono0pynlQ/s320/fh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;To turn this around&lt;br /&gt;I know what's at stake&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've let you down&lt;br /&gt;And if you give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;And give me a break&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep us together, I know you deserve much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 238px" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2602733685_0e72102ebc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;But remember the time I told you the way that I felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;That I'd be lost without you and never find myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hold onto each other above everything else&lt;br /&gt;Start over, start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193593515324178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/SRVHK_vrMxI/AAAAAAAAA3I/o657Z2cY18E/s320/d.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;To turn this around&lt;br /&gt;I know what's at stake&lt;br /&gt;I know I've let you down&lt;br /&gt;And if you give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;and believe that I can change&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep us together &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whatever it takes. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;LIFEHOUSE &lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-4062383487782893490?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/4062383487782893490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=4062383487782893490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4062383487782893490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 things you didn't know about OUR HOUSE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. girenovate ni xa.. well, okay, SEMIrenovate.. one summer basta before nihawa si mommy.. kay nakadaOg siya ug 20K+ sa lotto kay nakakuha xa ug 5 ka number sa lotto.. wahaha.. ang green na paint sa lower half ng aming mga dingding kay kami lang nagpaint.. lalo na didto sa among roOm, ako lang isa nagtrabaho ato.. haha.. nakasave mi ug bayad sa laBor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. naay nakapuyo na pamilya sa mga iring sa sulod sa among ceiling.. then ang katong mother na iring cgeg gawas sa buslot sa ceiling sa may kusina dapit unya cgeg paduding sa among mga iro.. xempre samOk na kaau dri sa sulod kay ang 3 ka iro naa na ngtambay unya magBark2 kung mgsayaw2 ang iring sa taas.. apilan pajud ug "meow2" sa iring na murag wa nay katapusan.. linte.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. ang lowest hinge sa doOr sa among CR gitaya na unya natanggal na jud.. so ang among doOr kay murag hapit na mahugno.. kailangan with TLC jud pag open ug close.. kay na.. kaligo jud ka na nakasuot pa ug sanina ug makalibang jud ka na exposed ang imong gluteus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. speaking of the Door sa CR.. murag mga 1/8 sa baba gihinay2 ug guba ni Jam mao na makalusot na ang imong tiil sa ilalom sa doOr.. hahaha.. si Jam man gud, mangatok na xa sa CR kung uhawon.. unya kung dugay gani na iopen or kung dugay na xa mapansin pra hatagan ug tubig, paak2on na niya ang door.. mao na.. nahinay2 ug kitkit.. mura na ug hanging door ang among door.. dungagan pa ug guba na hinge, naaah.. hanging na jud.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. ang door (door napud.. ha3..) sa among master's bedroOm kailangan twice nimo iclose.. kay ngano.. kung iclose nimo xa at first, mag-open xa ug balik.. kay dili na mukapit ug tarong ang lock.. ahahaha.. makahurot ug pasensya.. muhawa na unta ka unya mag-open ug balik ang doOr.. linte!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. naa mi spare key na ginatago somewhere sa among balay.. murag national treasure ang style sa pagpangita.. di jud nimo makit-an unless tanggalon nimo tong something na nakaharang sa iyahang kinalalagyan.. haha.. sa akong part, kabalo ko kung asa xa pero wa koy tsaga mag effort.. hahaha.. bahala na basta magdala jud ko ug susi nako uy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7. naa mi payag2 sa likod na naay duha ka kwarto.. ang isa ka kwarto kay naay tulugan.. ang isa kay pirmi nakaLock.. kay ngano.. bodega man.. hahaha.. and i don't wanna dare to go in that roOm again.. no no no no way.. Jumanji na tong roOm na 2.. daghan na new species sa mga creatures na napanganak dd2.. bahala na.. naa pa cguro dd2 ang among mga gamit since preschool pa q.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. giextend lang ang part sa among kusina ug katong part na naay sink.. gamay ni among balay sa una.. katong part na giextenan kay labahan to sa una.. open p 2 unya naa pay canal dd2.. unya nagpaextend man.. mao na gibalhin ang among sink dd2 banda.. nidako2 btaw noh.. karon kay di na nako maimagine na mas gamay pa diay ni xa sa una.. gamayan p gani ko ani.. hahaha.. char lang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9. naa mi mga tinanOm na mga gulay sa among forest.. ay kanang lote diay.. hahaha.. naa mi mani, ampalaya, alugbati, sili.. naa pud mi prutas.. naay mga mamunga, naa pud dili.. example ng mga mamunga: rambutan ug rambutan..naa mi duha ka puno sa rambutan, ang isa kay puti ang isa kay lagumon ang trunk.. ang ilahang mga bunga kay different pud.. ang katong sa puti kay di matanggal ang unod.. opposite pud d2 sa lagumon.. ang kanang mga di mamunga: mangosteen, lansones, bayabas.. naa pud mi avocado sa una pero giputol kay taas na kaau unya makadistorbo sa among mga silingan kay daghan au xa ginashed na mga leaves unya magpondo sa gutter.. kapoy bya limpyo.. mao 2.. gabaligya pa mi ug avocado sa una..pero the main reason ngano xa giputol kay nagkasakit.. wala na namunga unya murag luya na kaau tan-awon.. hahaha.. mao to.. goOdbye avocado.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. gitry man ni ibaligya sa una.. katong high school pa mi sakong ate.. kay dako na daw ang among utang aning balaya.. mao nagpaskin2 jud mi ug "for sale" sa mga kalye2.. mao to at that time naghuna2 na q kung aha mi mubalhin.. kanang sa gwapo unta na balay or kung dili man gwapo kanang kasing comfortable sa among balay karon.. ug ang environment pud.. kanang kasingquiet unta sa Flores village.. hahaha.. naa may mga nitan-aw sa among balay na mga interested, but i think, after na nila nakit-an ang tanan, nawala na ilahang mga interest.. hahahaha.. lipay au q.. diri nalang mi forever.. i love this house.. maski na kahugnuOn na xa.. lab gihapon nako ni.. pati ang place itself.. ang village.. diri na ko eversince i was born.. unta amoa gihapon ning balay until forever.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-5669482145019999917?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/5669482145019999917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=5669482145019999917' title='0 Comments'/><link 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on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i never thought i'd need you there when i cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the days feel like years when i'm alOne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the bed where you lie is made up on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you walk away i count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can you see how much i need you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you're gone the face i came to know is missing too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you're gone the words i need to hear to always get me through the day and make it okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..Papa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-8531725786648056963</id><published>2008-10-05T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:34:00.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;PAGHAHALUNGKAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nakakita ko ug gift na gihatag sa akoa tong high school ko.. haha.. gikan kay tifanny.. namiss nako ang amaw pagbasa2 nako usab sa iyahang gift.. ana p xa sa una na sa balay na lagi daw i-open ayaw sa skul.. wahaha.. sa balay jud nako gi-open, then tama nga siya na dapat dun ko lang tlga in-open.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sa maremember nako, isa na xa ka &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;box&lt;/span&gt;.. pag open nako daghan au papel na color yellow.. den nigawas ang isa ka keychain na teddy bear.. haha.. cute au.. pero daghan pa diay in store para sa akoa sa ilalom sa box.. isa2 nako gikuha ang mga papel na nakacut using corrugated scissors..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"kayo nila Yba tsaka Teetin ang best na nagadescribe sa saying na small but terrible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Sorry kung i wasn't the type of person that you expected me to be... sorry po talaga"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;"Wag kang magpapadala sa mga taong sumisira sa iyo kasi walang mga magawa lang sila sa kanilang buhay (tsaka inggit lang sila sa iyo...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"i thank God for not just letting me know you but for letting me be your friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Kapag galit ka, ayaw mong ipakita sa madami, mas gusto mong taguin ang galit mo sa sarili mo or ishare sa pinakatrusted mo na tao."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;"Magaling ka magdraw tsaka mag experiment sa colors, lalo na pag gusto mo yung ginagawa mo (especially pag pusa ang ginadraw mo Ü)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Ewan ko anong meron sa palaka na ayaw mo, pero alam mo masaya ako nung ikaw ang aking naging partner nung nagdissect tayo ng frog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Amazed ako, sa kadaming tao sa Pisay, ikaw ang isa sa closest friends ko (di nga tayo magkakilala nung 1st year diba)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Sana wag mong kalimutan na special ka para sa akin Kat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Minsan di kita naiintindihan, pero okay lang yun kasi diba mas masaya kapag patuloy nating sinusubukang kilalanin ang isa't isa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Happy ako na naging techno stream ako kasi kung hindi, probably di kita magiging close na friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"I need not to say 'Hope you'll succeed in life' because deep down i know that you will truly succeed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"Alam mo, di parin ako makapaniwala na meron akong friend na katulad mo... hehe Ü"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"First time kita nakita nung first year tayo kala ko mataray ka tsaka masungit (pero first impression doesn't really last naman diba, for me!!!)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ikaw yung mas gustong mapag-isa kapag nagkaroon ng 2.50 na grade sa Math 3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Lingaw ka na friend kasi di ka plastic, totoo ka, kung ayaw mo o gusto mo ang isang bagay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Hindi ka mapili sa taong kinakaibigan mo... Tsaka masayahin kang tao.. (dahil dun grabe ang respect ko sayo, 'lam mo yun?)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Nung nalaman ko na classmate kita, tanong ko agad sino yan siya? Di ko lagi ata yan siya kilala (hehe!!!)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Kapag ikaw kasama ko, parati lang akong tumatawa kasi masaya kang kasama ehh... (kahit minsan korny!!! hehe...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"People change, ako man o ikaw, nagachange man tayo lahat diba... just try to access yourself if that change is for your good or not Ü"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Pag may gusto ka talagang makuha, gagawin mo talaga halos lahat... Eventually nakukuha mo nga Ü"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Thank you very much Kat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Gusto mong itry lahat kung pwedeng pagsabay-sabayin... Gusto mong sumayaw, kumanta tsaka mag-act (Buti ka pa Ü)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Mga trials sa life, alam kong kaya mong isurpass yan kasi di naman nagabigay si God ng test na di natin kaya, tsaka your brave and courageous enough to surpass those trials"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;"Isa ka sa mga people that could simply make me laugh without any reason at all... (hehe, it's not a bad thing Ü)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;"Masaya ka kasama kasi hindi ako nabobored kasi maingay tayong parehas ehh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Sana naman matapos mo na ang ginadraw mo sa aking drawing book, para makita ko na.. (okey lang kahit next year pa basta makita ko lang)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- natapos ko na pala tif.. hehehe.. matagal na.. la lang akong time magpadala sa iyo.. gusto mo picture-an ko nalang?? hehe.. sori hindi ko na nabalik sayo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Di ko alam pano kita naging close friend, pero naga thank ako kay God na ginawa niya yun. Hope our friendship would last"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Di ka parating umiiyak, pero ginawish ko lang kay pag umiyak ka, andyan lang ako sa tabi mo para tulungan tsaka pasayahin ka... Ü"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- things have changed jud noh.. wahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Hindi man ako tulad ng iyong bestfriend nung elementary, i could even just offer my friendship. andito lang ako kung kailangan mo offering what i can para makahelp sa iyo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Alam mo, feeling ko di kumpleto ang araw ko kapag di kita nakausap, text or kiliti man lang hehe... (totoo baya yun Ü)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;"Sa aking sims2 sa bahay meron akong sim na pangalan ****** ****, wala lang sinadya ko lang man yun (secret natin yan ha, walang ibang may alam eh.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- waaahh.. i censored it tif.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Ate kita diba, pero sayo ko lang naexperience na ate na ako yung parang mas matanda kasi makulit ka ehh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Kapag may sinasabi kang secret sa akin, masaya ako masyado... kasi narealize ko na peole do trust me pala... Isa ka sa mga people that boosts up my spirit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alam kong you'll be there for me and I'll do tha same, just hoping na it would last until we're really old (or 'till death Ü)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"There's something special in you that i will never find in others (simply you Ü)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hahaha.. hay naku.. memories are coming back.. tif, salamat!! musta ka na?? amaw.. la ka nang message2 sa akin ha.. hahaha.. may BF ka naman daw.. wahahahahaha... joke lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;reading all those papers narealize ko na daghan na jud diay kaau nagchange sa akoa.. wahaha.. lahi na jud ko.. without me knowing it.. anyway, okay lang man din.. dili pa man ko antisocial.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;wala lang.. pinost ko lang dito.. kasi if ever man masunugan kami ng bahay, at masunog lahat ng memorabilia ko, meron paring back-up copy dito sa blog.. hahaha.. diba?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;tif!! ang drawing buk mo hindi ko p tlga napupuno!! in the next 10 years ko p cguro yun mapupuno.. hahaha.. pero natapos ko na ung bridge na nastart ko noOn.. matagal ko naman yun natapos.. first year pa ako. hehehe.. cge lang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sabihan mo ako as soon as you read this ha.. hehehe.. miss you tif!! yngatz ka lagi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-8531725786648056963?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/8531725786648056963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=8531725786648056963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8531725786648056963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/8531725786648056963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/10/paghahalungkat-nakakita-ko-ug-gift-na.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-1697389976235565213</id><published>2008-10-02T09:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:55:04.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;INTRAMS 2008!!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;GO DIRECTORS' GUILD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da best ang intrams!! woohoo!! da best!! lalo na ang last day!! yeah!! hindi ko tlga makakalimutan ang last day.. or last night ng intrams.. weeeeeeeehh.. everytime maremember nako ang moment akong feeling murag galupad.. wahaha.. da best ang intrams!! da best ang DG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dili na gani nako maremember ang mga niagi tong 1st day.. general nalang ang akong maremember.. merOng movies sa avr at merong case study making sa 2nd floor ng PG.. wahaha.. leche na case study.. cge lang nahuman btaw namo.. ang night event kay wafu pud au kay informal cheering.. go blazing phoenix!! mamugs jud au  mo! u deserved to win the informal cheering!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa second day kay at last nahuman na ang among case study.. den lingaw au ang night na event sa second day kay nagpresent2 ang mga dominican sisters.. pati ang mga gikan uban skuls like maragusan, monkayo, etc.. nagpresent2 pud cla ug cultural na mga sayaw.. ang sisters pud da best pud musayaw.. hehe.. interesting pud kaau ang history sa dominican na convent ug san pedro college ug hospital..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sa third day kay nanan-aw mi ug mga games ug death note.. wahaha.. niuli lang ko ug sayo kay bday ni mami..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa fourth day kay nalingaw napud mi ug tan-aw2 ug a very special love.. haha.. pero after ato nagduty napud ko.. ang gabii jug lingaw kaau.. naay modern dance competition wherein nadaog ang republic.. go republic!! hawd jud au mo basta sayaw2!! lalo na ikaw romuel da second.. wahaha.. den after kay dancesport.. k lang pud.. naay nag-split2.. haha.. den after kay variety show na.. song solo!!! ang galing mo charice pempengcohw!! wahaha.. idol na tka!! sa impersonation wala paring makakatalo sa original na dreamgirls!! dapat lagi kami to.. pussycat dolls.. lingaw au.. waaaahhh!! no no no no way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa fifth day nagpicture2 ko sa championship games sa basketball!! daog ang angels!! go chux!! go harvey!! go angels!! galing2 niyo tlga!! den the night event, mr and ms intrams.. go nursing angels!! yati au ang mga questions.. ang board exam.. hahaha.. pero at least.. naka answer ang mga amaw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day!!! da best!! haha.. formal cheering in the morning.. go angels!! daog napud mo!! hahaha.. den the night event a best!! over-all champion kami!! yehey!! lets go angels!! let's go angels!! may nalang na second ang republic.. den phoenix and ut.. wahahahaha.. nangaway pajud ang mga amaw.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ang concert ng hale!!! waaaaahh!! mabuang q!! pogi kaau si champ!! ati iyahang manghud!! xeeeetttt!!! hahaha.. sayang lang la ko naka adto sa front.. kay naa mi nagvideo sa may likod dapit.. pero after sa concert kay nagready na mi sa among HQ para magpapicture sa banda.. ero hindi natuloy.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PERO OK LANG!! KASI DUMAAN SA AKING HARAPAN ANG BANDA LALO NA SI CHAMP AT ANG KANYANG KAPATID AT KULANG NALANG AY YAKAPIN KO ANG DALAWA SA KANILANG DISTANSYA!! XETNEEEESSS!! HUHUHU.. I LAB U NA.. KAHIT NA WALA AKONG PICTURE MO CHAMP.. BAHALA NA.. I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT MOMENT!! &lt;/span&gt;ana pajud xa sako oh: "hi. thank you!" den nagsmile!!!! wahahahahahaha!!! natanga jud ko!!!! hahahaha!!! xet!!! i lab u hale!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu.. lingaw jud au.. xetness.. gahut au ang DG!! kuya roy i hate u tlga!! wahahaha.. naa man gud jud xa sa stage ato.. right in front of champ!!  hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lingaw jud au ang intrams!! unta ing ani napud kalingaw sa next year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all slamat sa mga DG members.. sa aking new friends.. kay ate sarah.. thank you kaau.. best example ka sa amin.. ur da best ate!! hehe.. nyehehe.. sa mga gahut..   sa ddontshaake, sa pagiging suki sa aming moviehouse.. sa kanila ade, she, donnah, dianne, cha, biboy, tin, jer, paulo, klent, mark.. haha.. kahit na madami na daw atraso ang movihouse sa kanila.. waaaahh.. hahaha..  salamat kaau Lord!! natanggal jud ang akong stress karong intrams!! hahaha.. salamat LORd!! ibless niyo po lahat ng members ng DG lalo na ang aming mga ate at kuya dahil malapit na silang grumaduate.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Lord, mubalik napud mi ug duty.. huhuhu.. tabangi mi.. ug sa case presentation pud.. sa uppcoming.. tabangi mi Lord.. yehey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GO DG!! i lab u guys!! I LAB U CHAMP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-1697389976235565213?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/1697389976235565213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=1697389976235565213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1697389976235565213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/1697389976235565213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/10/intrams-2008-go-directors-guild-da-best.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-4509805891741616512</id><published>2008-09-14T09:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:57:57.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DAMMIT... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;la vida en el país no es igual más. hay interacción deteriorada de la familia. o quizá i' m la única persona se deteriora que. ¿por qué odio este alguien tanto? desde que ese incidente, vi ya a esa persona como extranjero. no puedo tomarlo más. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;translate it if you want to.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;if the mind keeps thinking you've had enough but the heart keeps telling you don't give up, who are we to be questioning, wondering what is what?? don't give up. through it all just stand up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kapuya na duty uy.. may nalang nahuman na ko sa akOng mga requirements.. hahaha.. lagotskee.. makaka witness na naman kami ng mOod swings in action.. hahayy.. sir.. please.. be kind to us please.. xetness.. mag charting na man diay noh.. xetness.. i don't want.. nooooooooooooo.. huhuhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;amazing ui.. naa pa koy time magblog2.. hahaha.. namiss na nako ang akong blog.. ÜÜÜÜ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;la na pud koy time maglaag2.. kanus-a kaha muabot na na time.. ay sa intrams diay.. ay xet.. busy ra japun mi ana na time.. xetness.. grabe na tlga ang DG.. at least nakikilala na ako.. hahaha.. nagiging visible na ako.. hahaha.. (angel for president next year!! hahaha..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;di na ko kaedit2 ug pictures.. hahaha.. waz napud koy time.. cge lang.. waiting pa ang mga dyosa na pics.. hahaha.. mangita pud ko ug betty la fea.. hahaha.. joke.. kinsa pa man.. basta.. hahaa.. xet.. ma preoccupied na pud ko ani sa pag-edit2.. stop it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;xetnessity.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;stop it na beh.. magprepare pa ko ug mga gamit.. linte na akong BP app.. naa unta to xa sa OSA ui.. speaking of OSA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY THE HELL MAN DAW MA BAWAL ANG CARGO PANTS BEH??? binansagang cargo pants ang aking pants na hindi naman cargo!!! buxeeeeeeeeet!!!!!!!!!!! may unta kung nagpa "yo, yo wazzup" pants ko didto!!!! kagwapo lang sa akoang pantalOn!! pambabae to xa bah!!!!!!! PAMBABAE!!!!!!!!!!!!! cargo pants sa inyong mga ilong!!!!!!!! buxeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;linte.. huhuhu.. first ever time na na confiscate ang aking id.. wala pajud katuturan ang reason.. buxet jud ui.. buxet.. bantay lang na sila.. magka second time gani ko na  makuhaan ug id unya wala japun katuturan ang reason, makayawyaw na jud ko bah.. buxet.. huuhuh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;oh well.. at least.. dawat2 lang.. wahahahaha.. linte.. mag init japun akong ulo makaremember ko sa nahitabo.. xeeeeeeeeeet..... hahaha.. but it's time to get over it.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;id ra bitaw na.. 5 pesos.. xetness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ahahay.. Lord help me.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-4509805891741616512?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/4509805891741616512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=4509805891741616512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4509805891741616512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/4509805891741616512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/09/dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-2961638572813814058</id><published>2008-09-06T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:56:44.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;ARLYN SALON HOSPITAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ang salon murag hospital sa mga buhok.. naay similarity ang mga ginahimo sa mga parlorista sa mga nurse.. mao na, naisip nako ganina habang gina.ayuhan ko ug buhok namura kog pasyente sa parlorista.. sa akoang pagka buang nakaisip pa jud ko ug "parlorista's notes" para sample charting.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Patient: Kat. D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Age: 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Gender: F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CC: patay na buhok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AP: secret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Date         Time                                                  Notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9/6/08    4:00PM                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Recieved patient from admitting section, ambulatory, conscious, coherent and responsive to any kind of stimuli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;For hair gloss and hot oil with hair trim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Priority number given to patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hair gloss done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5:45 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Scalp checked for allergic response; none noted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5:50 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hair rinsing done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hair shampoo and conditioner applied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6:00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hot oil solutin applied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Massage given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hair rinsing done again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hair conditioner applied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6:40 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hair drying begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7:00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hair trimming done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8:00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Health teachings rendered, such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a.) pag magtali ka ayaw lang kaau guuta ha kay madugayan na xa ug straight balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;b.) ayaw sa bas-a ha ug duha ka adlaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;c.) kung maligo na ka, ayaw na cge shampoo. daghana ang conditioner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8:10 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Payment summed up and recorded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Discharged with accompanying watcher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hahaha.. what if.. hahaha.. ahahay.. la lang.. enjoying my new hair.. cge2.. study sa q.. char lang.. mashumoy ko ani sa monday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-2961638572813814058?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/2961638572813814058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=2961638572813814058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2961638572813814058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/2961638572813814058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/09/arlyn-salon-hospital-ang-salon-murag.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-9129081009476176713</id><published>2008-08-31T07:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:47:46.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;SEPT 7 IS GRANDPARENTS' DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;ibinigay ang isang araw ng linggo para sa ating mga lolo at lola.. and it is upcoming already.. sept 7.. la lang.. hehehe.. miss na nako c papa.. kung naa xa diri makatilaw xa ug cake na goldilocks na pirmi namo ginapalit kung naay celebration.. pang, musta ka na dyan? lingaw dyan pa? hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;NAG ONE YEAR NAMAN DIAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nag one year naman diay ang akong blog tong august 11.. bday ni Jam.. hehehe.. busy ko ato na time.. psychia 2.. hindi ko man lamang nagreet ang aking blog ng happy birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;belated happy birthday blog! nyehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mag-abot kaha ug years pa ang akong blog? char lang.. unta.. lingaw man magbasa2 ug mga entries na karaan.. maka reminisce ka.. sa mga nahitabo sa imong life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;ahuhu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ang CTT.. bow.. CTT as in chest tube thoracostomy.. yun ang skills lab ko bukas.. sa dihang wala xa sa manual.. ug walay numbered na procedure sa monitoring sa internet.. mag-unsa ko ani? random lang..?? hahaha.. ay ambot.. unya toxic pajud ang CI.. nalaaaaang... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;ambot uy.. mag-expect na jud cguro ko na makasab-an ug todo2 karon na rotation.. linte.. nganong nag nursing man ko uy.. char lang.. pwede psychia nalang forever?? hahaha.. ayoko ng ward.. lalo na ang private.. lalo na ang toxic na CI.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ay ambot.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;cge uy.. linte ni.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-9129081009476176713?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/9129081009476176713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=9129081009476176713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/9129081009476176713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/9129081009476176713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/08/sept-7-is-grandparents-day-ibinigay-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-922985076828149437</id><published>2008-08-29T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:18:04.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;DRAMA part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;linteeeeeeeeeee....... gichange daw among CI sa next rotation sa ward!!!!!!! linteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....... bakeeeeeeeeet???????? bakit kailangan pang palitan ang aming CI?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;imbes nakundisyon na nako akong self sa among buotan n CI na orig na na assign sa amoa.. karon.. wala na diay.. lahi na diay.. unya la pajud mi kaila sa gipuli sa iyaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;naaaaaaaaaaaaaa.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;naglagot jud kooooooooooooooo......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;char lang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Lord, more than ever, Lord.. kailangan tlga namin ng guidance mo.. huhu.. tabangi mo Lord ha.. Pa, yaw mi biyai pa.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-922985076828149437?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/922985076828149437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=922985076828149437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/922985076828149437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/922985076828149437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/08/drama-part-2-linteeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-831366297144021322</id><published>2008-08-29T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:33:53.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRAMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lately nothing i do ever seems to please you and maybe turning my back would be that much easier. Because hurtful words are all that we have exchanged, but i can't watch you walk away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Could i forget about the way it feels to touch you or about the good times that we've been through? Could i wake up without you everyday? Would i let you walk away? Could I forget the look that tells me that you want me or the reasons that make loving you so easy? The kiss that always makes it hard to breathe , the way you know just what I mean?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, I can't learn to live without you and i can't give up on us now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i know I could say we are through and tell myself I'm over you. But even if I made a vow, to promise not to miss you now and try to hide the truth inside, I would fail because I just can't live a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;char2 lang na uy... kanta bitaw na ni Carrie Underwood.. nyehehe.. ganahan ko na kanta.. pero dili lang applicable sa ako.. wahehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;naa mi sa netlab run.. sa wakas naka gamit na rin kami ng netlab sa tagal2 ng panahon.. natapos na kasi ang psychia.. hindi na kami busy.. ganun?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but it's the start of something new.. it feels so right to be here with you.. haha.. start napud sa isang bagong rotation.. sa ward.. sta. rosa.. mga pasyenteng maraming datung (accdg to my sistah).. hahaha.. sana kagaya prin ng dati, Lord.. tulungan mo kami.. wala sanang magkasanction sa amin.. labyu Lord.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;grabe ning psychia uy.. maka impair ng social interaction sa balay.. bipolar na ko pirme sa akong papa.. ug sa uban pa na tao sa balay.. hahaha.. joke lang.. ayokong magaya kay MJ.. bipolar.. ngeeex.. shungax.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cge uy.. la na koy mabutang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ay wait naa pa diay.. shetnes na mga virus!!! isinusumpa ko ang lahat nang gumagawa ng virus sa world!!!!! i hate you!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yun lang.. di napud cguro ko kagamit ug pc kay naa napud leche na virus among computer.. sheeeeet!!!!! $#&amp;amp;^$%*%$&amp;amp;#$!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahaha.. leche kayo. yun lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37870089-831366297144021322?l=katcatcute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/feeds/831366297144021322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37870089&amp;postID=831366297144021322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/831366297144021322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37870089/posts/default/831366297144021322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katcatcute.blogspot.com/2008/08/drama-lately-nothing-i-do-ever-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>katcatcute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753862422515085240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uAP2Mcszig0/Sumemq4-4ZI/AAAAAAAABRc/zWWNw0JGebs/S220/1_250998968l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37870089.post-6444083210857386800</id><published>2008-08-24T07:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:21:12.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;DISTORTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is the da vinci code.. decode the codes (wahaha) in the clue and discover a big secret in history!! ahahaha.. char lang.. DISTORTED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/
