<?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-7803467</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:01:44.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAILLactical Invasion</title><subtitle type='html'>come! navigate my life and discover what's life offering me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4129587249786295885</id><published>2010-04-14T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:05:01.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i pray na maging okay na ang lahat. Para sa kanya. Para sa akin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4129587249786295885?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4129587249786295885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4129587249786295885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4129587249786295885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4129587249786295885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-pray-na-maging-okay-na-ang-lahat.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-7413733299105472141</id><published>2009-09-08T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:49:57.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alakpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/SqXh-EzeJfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jTwWYnBjL8E/s1600-h/IMG-2240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/SqXh-EzeJfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jTwWYnBjL8E/s200/IMG-2240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378953786521691634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masyado ako nasabik sa alak sa sunud-sunud na tatlong araw. Tukso talaga si Jad. Biyernes,Briiw barsa kamuning. Astig ang slr ni cel. hehe.SaFloydrose sa Araneta Ave. Kahit maulan ayos parin. At nung linggo, matapos ang pakain ni atecat.Direcho sa Benitos. Nagpakalango, nakipag-away sa kapatid. At dumirecho sa Antipolo cloud. Inum ulit. Tanduay ice masarap palayun. Diko tuloy naenjoy ang view. Kinabuksan at isa pang kinabukasan ang pinakamahirap na araw sa akin. suka ng dugo, hinang-hina, walang pinipiling lugar ang suka. Sa may libertad sa edsa, sa east ave.Ang hirap. Pero masarap talaga bago yun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-7413733299105472141?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/7413733299105472141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=7413733299105472141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7413733299105472141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7413733299105472141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/09/alakpa.html' title='alakpa'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/SqXh-EzeJfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jTwWYnBjL8E/s72-c/IMG-2240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8829873533852501432</id><published>2009-09-05T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:21:21.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eminem</title><content type='html'>Doing: ( katabi ko si ate cath), notebookni kiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitin! bitin ako sa duty sa Metropsych. Magandang karanasan na makainteract ng mga taong may mental illnesses. Nawala yung takot sa kanila. Ndi totoo ang impresyong bayolente palagi ang ganoong tao. Mas naawa ako. Naiyak ako sa isa na nirerestrain ng apat na tao dahil nagwawala. Madami sa kanila mula pasa maimpluwensyang pamilya. Minsan ang buhay talaga ganun. Brain dyfunction ang salarin. Isa pang tao. Naging pasyente ko. Si Mebster,ang kanyang graffiti name. Labing-isang tinta sa katawan. Magaling ang ideya niya. Barcode sa batok, tribalstyle ng 'knockout", atbp.  Readmitted siya. Sayang. Bata pa siya,24, gawapo. Laking tate, pero nagkaganun lang dahil sapag-abuso ng droga. Sayang talaga. nadebelop pa ang schizophrenia. sayang talaga. May potential sya. Talented siya Hiphoper sa puso. Ang galing ng kanta niya impromptu sa background ng "you light up my life". Astig. Pero nalulungkot ako habang kinakanta niya yun.  Natural na musikero. Minsan niyang nakwento na nagmimix siya ng mga instrumento para makagawa ng tunog. Hinahangaan ko siya sa aspetong yun. Sayang talaga. Isa siya sa may pinakamagandang mata na nakita ko. Mukha siyang normal sa konbersasyon namin. Sana gumaling nasiya. Makalabas na siya. Makapag-BMX na ulit siya. Maipagpatuloy niya ang buhay sa labas ng pasilidad nayon. Makita niya ang buhay ay maganda kahit na walang jutes,E, at shabu. Mawala na ang nagdidikta sa kanya na itapon naang kanyang buhay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8829873533852501432?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8829873533852501432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8829873533852501432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8829873533852501432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8829873533852501432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/09/eminem.html' title='eminem'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-5682722458168393735</id><published>2009-08-01T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:15:52.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be</title><content type='html'>kung owede ko lang pilitin ang bagay matagal ko na ginawa. kung pwede ko lang diktahan ang sarili ko na gustuhin ang tao, edi sana walang problema. kaso ndi ako ganon. Ndi kita gusto. sori. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang tao na bigla kong gusto. buti na lang pumyaag ako sa isang beer na imbitasyon. bagong apeksyon. masarap =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-5682722458168393735?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/5682722458168393735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=5682722458168393735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5682722458168393735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5682722458168393735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/08/be.html' title='be'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8606477710508997277</id><published>2009-07-26T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:22:59.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hold on little girl . . . &lt;br /&gt;basta lang =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8606477710508997277?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8606477710508997277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8606477710508997277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8606477710508997277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8606477710508997277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/07/hold-on-little-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-6472804676543989120</id><published>2009-06-01T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:27:15.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singing: Made a meal and threw it up on Sunday, I’ve got a lot of things to learn&lt;br /&gt;End of summer class. I should’ve said “Thank you” to Sir Nio. He’s one of the best teachers I had. Lahat ng tanong na binabato sa kanya, may eksplanasyon siya. Ang galing niya. At nakakatuwa siya. Yun nga lang, mahirap talaga siya magpaexam. One has to know the disease process itself.  He’s a gay, has a boyfriend, and working as a reviewer at Carl Balita. Too bad, this sem, he’s s not teaching on a Sat-Sun sched. Meaning, he’s assigned on a BSN class. We were targeting him pa naman as our prof for our ICN. &lt;br /&gt;Laptop was reformatted, thanks to alexis. But my pc is not. Tsk. Kelangan ko na pumunta sa AXA, pero sobrang tinatamd ako. Parang biglang lumayo saken ang Ayala, haha!! Pero kelangan, dahil kelangan ko na umuwi sa amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naloloka na nman ako sa out of reach! Super I like ko si Jun Pyo. Ang lakas ng dating. His angas look is so charming. Plus, sobrang he makes his girl feel like a princess. Namarathon ko for only two days ang buong episode. Hehehe. Haylabet. For the first time, I feel blissfull again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A manifestation that I’m not prepared to see somebody, or should I say I’ve not moved on: I was walking to East Ave, I suddenly saw a familiar car. I panicked. I thought it was her. Same color as her civic. What I did was proceed to Greenwich and buy a meal. I know, it was impossible to be her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-6472804676543989120?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/6472804676543989120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=6472804676543989120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/6472804676543989120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/6472804676543989120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/06/singing-made-meal-and-threw-it-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-7778808281198806770</id><published>2009-05-17T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:34:25.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/Sh6Et1IpsdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZCwo1TSYU1U/s1600-h/P170509_16.38_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/Sh6Et1IpsdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZCwo1TSYU1U/s200/P170509_16.38_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340852131000332754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/Sh6EliB5DuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jsZc9CNnQkM/s1600-h/P170509_16.38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/Sh6EliB5DuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jsZc9CNnQkM/s200/P170509_16.38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340851988432752354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/Sh6EblbVQlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PXAeeMPd478/s1600-h/P170509_16.37_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/Sh6EblbVQlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PXAeeMPd478/s200/P170509_16.37_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340851817546072658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagmamagaling ako umakyat sa bakod. nasabit tuloy ako sa alambre. nyahaha . hik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-7778808281198806770?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/7778808281198806770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=7778808281198806770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7778808281198806770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7778808281198806770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/05/nagmamagaling-ako-umakyat-sa-bakod.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/Sh6Et1IpsdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZCwo1TSYU1U/s72-c/P170509_16.38_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8812605098414382075</id><published>2009-05-08T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:31:17.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost</title><content type='html'>*almost! Credit almost won. Sayang. Last 60 seconds, nakuha pa yung bola. Next game is another chance. =)&lt;br /&gt;* Kuya Norman thanks sa treat. Met the new analysts, they’re kinda SWEET =) &lt;br /&gt;* Added point for me, for being able to touch a living brain. Too sad I was scrubbed out on the last minute of closing the skull. &lt;br /&gt;* I love my new phone. But my fingers get paralyze on typing&lt;br /&gt;* Short talk with my ex-crush. Took pic with him. Harhar. &lt;br /&gt;* I wish my dream tattoo would materialize by June. An ankh is okay. =) Napadaan si Rei sa isip ko. I miss this girl. =( &lt;br /&gt;* “when it rains” of paramore. I like it. I’m waiting for the rainy season. “My heart” is still the best. &lt;br /&gt;* my MS prof.is an intelligent gay. I like his approach. Challenging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8812605098414382075?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8812605098414382075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8812605098414382075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8812605098414382075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8812605098414382075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost.html' title='almost'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-931573076601312550</id><published>2009-05-03T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:20:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wata</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Whenever I’m ready to put aside an influential person in one point in my life, fate seems to block my firm decision to begin anew. On my first day of class, I half-consciously prepared myself that I won’t be able to see the face of my prof. But on my way to school, it so happened that a servant of God shared a bible verse in the bus I’m riding in. The verses he read can be found in Timothy and John. First &lt;b style=""&gt;wtf. . &lt;/b&gt;i said inwardly, just a coincidence. As I walked in Guadalupe, I caught sight of a TJM plate number. Second &lt;b style=""&gt;wtf. . &lt;/b&gt;but he wasn’t around. Teachers for this summer were posted. He’s not there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In our ICU duty in Olongapo, the nurse who assisted us resembled him in many ways. Kala ko ako lang nakapansin. Sol told me, “para shang si sir tim”. Then Kiti uttered the same comment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Third &lt;b style=""&gt;wtf&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&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/7803467-931573076601312550?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/931573076601312550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=931573076601312550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/931573076601312550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/931573076601312550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/05/wata.html' title='wata'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4333760282629316970</id><published>2009-04-03T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:08:24.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD FORBID</title><content type='html'>it breaks my heart to hear news that happen beyond man's control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4333760282629316970?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4333760282629316970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4333760282629316970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4333760282629316970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4333760282629316970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-forbid.html' title='GOD FORBID'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-5111374714773171181</id><published>2009-03-28T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:35:29.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed to bless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LISTENING: CRAZY BY AEROSMITH&lt;br /&gt;Say you’ll leavin’ on a 7:30 train . . .&lt;br /&gt;That kind of lovin’, turns a man to a slave…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m insanely happy today. My acads is in full blast. I knew it! I was in the right track, in the right circle of people. I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;It’s confirmed, I topped the lecture part of MSN classes of Mam Datu-Ramos. Yes, it’s driving me crazy! Hahah! What pulled me slightly down was my RLE grade which is 40% of the final grade. I really don’t know how was our duty being graded considering the fact that the Olongapo CIs barely knew us individually. But it’s okay. My happiness still dominates. Only one student has a failing grade in our MS. Naaawa ako kse this woman has a beautiful heart. I knew she’s misunderstood. But I was able to know her better late this sem. She’s not a total anti-social as what her friends would often blurt out. And she’s even more responsible than them. I can prove it cos all of them were my groupmates in MCN case.  And it saddens me to see her repeating MS. She’s like an ate to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our research!! Oh Yes! We will no longer be INC. the I-N-C group as James Tan uttered.  We only have to make a letter, sort of “appeal” telling them that it’s not our fault for not being able to gather the required data. Our defense for our proposal even gained the highest approval from the panelists coz they liked our topic. It was the Dean who told us that the data that we need is too confidential to be revealed to the students. Our data is primarily grades of students on major nursing subjects. Our topic is to correlate these grades as predictors of success in the local Nursing board. I believe we had the most beneficial topic among the Nursing Research groups. Our supposed findings of the study would even be a great help to the College, I strongly believe. Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight of my day is about my favorite prof. I popped around 4th FLr BW after learning that Mauze was there. Ayoko naman talagang magpakita kay ser dahil sa ndi ko malamang kadahilanan. (pakipot, in short). It so happened that sir was outside his room. Ayun. Then I showed them how jubilant I was, hangover ng MS result. They were happy for me. I can feel it. Then sir asked me to look for “lady” at CON. As I was about to go downstair, he called me again. And my God! He led me inside his class and introduced me to his class: that I got this grade in Patho, that our group grade in MCN case pres was high, and that I did good in my MS. My grade in MS is not yet official. Circumstances may change my present standing in MS, given my RLE grade. I really don’t know how to react at that moment. His class was dominated by REGIS, or rather entirely REGIS, older batch than I. I was like on the peak of a mountain, savoring the taste, this particular feeling that I feel after realizing that my crush is proud of me.  I would surely miss this guy. He’s a good ego booster.  And he’s my lucky charm.&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/7803467-5111374714773171181?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/5111374714773171181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=5111374714773171181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5111374714773171181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5111374714773171181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/03/blessed-to-bless.html' title='blessed to bless'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-1946659219695840322</id><published>2009-03-27T19:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:09:30.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pili</title><content type='html'>LISTENING: MY HEART – PARAMORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to picture out what would my short vacation look like. A number of things are running on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- commit on the invitation to spend Holy Tuesday in Manaoag. I like this idea. I knew somebody from my past who habitually walk from Lingayen/Binmaley to Manaoag at this time of the year as a sacrifice. And I’d like to try that one. &lt;br /&gt;- Movie marathon in the province. Another choice is to stay at home, relax, play with anakinra. A bike on afternoons at the plaza with my Denise and Alex. &lt;br /&gt;- Contact my high school friends. Go to Baler. Spend nights with them. Chill with them. I miss beer with them. . I once spent a holy day, holy night I may say, with them. It was fun. We had two tents by the sea. Though the waves that night were turbulent, we were able to create a serene environment. Singing  as the guitar was played by Jad, eating our loads of baon, drinking. Doobie was absent. Awww. I miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;- Illustrator and photoshop. Yes! I’d like to master these two along with other programs of Adobe. I already created 3 artworks using Illustrator. Not satisfied. They are all abstract. I’d like to create something with a theme. I’m still thinking of a nice idea. And oh, I already installed dreamweaver and fireworks in laptop. I’m still thinking of the content. I’ve been thinking of a theme for ages!! And it changes with time everytime, tsskk. I’m no longer updated with Queso’s whereabouts. This means I’ll be having a hard time creating a website for them. So scrap Queso in my list. &lt;br /&gt;- I’m also planning to contact Eb. Hopefully, she’s not in China at the moment. I’d like to grab her invitation before to come to Bohol, her province. I’ve been longing to see the place. I saw scenic places in Bohol as I was browsing Ian’s pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also planning to come to Dimanpudso’s hot spring. The last time we went there was last January. The water was indeed hot, but the weather that time was too cold to enjoy the family picnic. I was freezing! This time it’s gonna be different. &lt;br /&gt;And Digisit..i miss the coral reefs. But I like the hot spring more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vacation will be short. Summer class is waiting. And I have to come back to Manila. In the meantime, I’d like to throw a mini-celebration for all the good news happening to me. I don’t know if the text of Ate Cath is true. She was in UMAK late today to meet Mam Datu-Ramos to fix her MS problem. Highest daw ako sa MS namin! I asked, sa final grade ba? Oo daw, pero may ata kung final grade o final exam lang. It could be a false alarm cos I finished our final exam in 2 hours cos I was I a hurry for our MCN case pres in the afternoon. Puro ako hula, kaya that would be impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-1946659219695840322?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/1946659219695840322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=1946659219695840322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1946659219695840322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1946659219695840322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/03/pili.html' title='pili'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-2210795900874224</id><published>2009-03-24T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:26:52.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 2nd sem is about to end again. And this goes with some kind of sadness. For almost 3 weeks I was too busy in my acads and I believe the universe conspires with what I was doing. Everything I did was good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Inlab??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was high for two days now. Our case pres in mcn was a success. The panelists composed of Sir Onie &amp;amp; Sir Tim. Di kami natoxic kay sir Tim. And he kept on praising our paper. Nakilig ako. Yung ilang araw ko na pagsunog ng kilay para lang maperfect yung paper nagbunga. I was toxic for a week cos of my group members na pasaway. I already gave them what I want to appear on the paper, all they have to do is input their assigned tasks. It was a spoonfeed, pero andaming pasaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all a praise. Yan tuloy, I’ll be having a hard time to let go of my favorite prof next sem. He’s leaving this august for Ireland, I think. And he wanted a copy of our paper. Ilang bses ako namental  block. He asked what is hematocrit. I knew that! Di ako nkapagexplain. Nauutal pa ko.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back to BW after buying token for them at Market. Mauze was there. Sir tim even said “sabay ka na samen”. How kind! Kinikilig talaga ako! :p though I wanted to, I need to review for finals.  The night after that I was reviewing for our mcn finals. Nakakainis kse I was smiling all the time thinking of what happened in our case pres. And we were texting. I thanked him. Mamimis daw nya ako. And was proud of me. He’s building my confidence. Hehe!  Ganun pala yun. Kala ko I don’t like him anymore. Then I haven’t seen him for a while after rei &amp;amp; I parted. I still like him pala ng SOBRA. 3am, I should be sleeping for my 9am exam. I was on my bed. I cried unexplainably on the thought that I can’t see him next sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;On new crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our MSN case pres was also a success. It was a video instead of powepoint presentation. I heard, our group earned the highest grade for all MSN groups this sem. I’ve a new crush. He’s my groupmate. Pogi though I don’t like his built. Ewan, ang kulit nya kse. He would always call me this and that. In our shoot kinukulit nya ko. He was the cameraman. And I was shocked that he touched my hair at one point in time.  Haha! Then one time while we were in starbucks in Boni High, kite and I were late to arrive. He was talking to me even if we were two rulers apart! And in my pharma, during the time I was depressed with what happened to rei &amp;amp; I, he kept on saying “sino nagpaiyak sayo, ano gusto mo gawin natin?!” “si sir tim ba?!” I like his voice, he reminds me of Jad. He’s an easy-go-lucky type. He’s also my partner in our Contemp Pres. I was “april boy” and he was “baby boy” the bonjing type. Mahiyain pala sha. We were supposed to dance with the tune of beautiful girls, and he should be rapping. And he ended up covering his face on his turn. Haha! Our prof was pleased with our presentation. And in our MSN break, while I was reviewing for our long exam after the break, I went to the stairs. He also went there, we reviewed together, although for a short time lang. Sana ndi sha magulit ng ms.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he was again calling me in the hallway. Nagbibingbingihan na lang ako. He might read my mind. I don’t want him to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy with my pharma subject, too. I was on the top 3, so I was exempted for our final exam. Yey!!!!  Eto yung subject na pasang-awa  ako nung midterm grade. Ganun siguro yun, I said “I’m in control” and It happened. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God listened to me.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research is my problem. Ilang beses nareject yung topic namin. Pero during our defense proposal, the panelists loved our topic. Our group was the highest. Sad to say, the Dean didn’t allow us to give the data that we needed for our sampling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester:&lt;br /&gt;- I met new people. Aileen in Olongapo. She’s a blessing in disguise. She knows why I’m saying this.&lt;br /&gt;- On Bryan, i thought it was love. Ndi siguro. He was more of a company that I would cherish. I hope he’s safe somewhere out there.&lt;br /&gt;- I fell in love. (should I say that?). I think yes. There’s always a thin line among infatuation, like, crush, and love. But then, my heart was also broken. It was an unanticipated love. A source of happiness but I lost it. And I learned.&lt;br /&gt;- I came to know TJ better. I must admit he turned my first semester (Patho) a colorful one. He’s a good person. Intelligent. I saw his strengths. And also his weaknesses. Kala ko ndi ko na sha crush, not until this finals week. Bakit ganun, lagi na lang nya pinapalungkot ang end ng sem ko. He was the reason why I went to the province last sembreak too early. Cos I can’t control what I feel. Totoo yun. I met a lot of people through him. Mauze, Rei, Mam Tin, Weng, and a lot lot more. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Tim shapes the bulk of my sem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-2210795900874224?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/2210795900874224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=2210795900874224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2210795900874224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2210795900874224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/03/puso.html' title='puso'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-2669097005229065782</id><published>2009-03-02T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:40:07.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fake smile turned out to be a genuine one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/SauM-b6EegI/AAAAAAAAADw/vhRF__6Vxe4/s1600-h/Gail000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/SauM-b6EegI/AAAAAAAAADw/vhRF__6Vxe4/s200/Gail000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308491590057359874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening: Through the Glass by Stone Sour&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks of desolation is enough. Blaming myself is enough. Impermanence of everything is inevitable. I'm looking at a brighter perspective today. Maybe sir tim is right. What i feel for her is just a mere enjoyment of her company. Not love nor infatuation at all. Mauze is right as well. I readied myself too much to something that is not mutually happening. I was deceived by her words. But it's okay. I was too involved. She was right, she got tired of me, of my behavior. But she did not understand what i was going through. How i sacrificed some significant events in my life just to be with her. It was too short. &lt;br /&gt;What i went through is by far shallow with what TJ is experiencing right now. But then i saw his strength. his sacrfice, his selflessness.  I saw how he was able to project himself last Sunday without any sign of sadness. I like his philosophy in life. If it's finish, and there's nothing to hold on, when it's no longer there, just let go. They are right, i live by the pain that she brings everytime i would learn she's in bliss with her new special someone. Masokista, he says.   &lt;br /&gt;i'll obey what  muaze said to me. Not to text her for one week. Then for two weeks. Until the feeling is all gone. Mauze was so good comparing everything to something figuratively. i love the ice pick. =) &lt;br /&gt;I love them. I love their dimples. They made me laugh the last time. They had great advices. No more reminiscing. Just preserve the friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pulling out the hatred from within. I love my life. I love my family, my friends. I'm finished with my misery business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-2669097005229065782?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/2669097005229065782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=2669097005229065782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2669097005229065782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2669097005229065782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/03/fake-smile-turned-out-to-be-genuine-one.html' title='a fake smile turned out to be a genuine one.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/SauM-b6EegI/AAAAAAAAADw/vhRF__6Vxe4/s72-c/Gail000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-7079833098097535221</id><published>2009-02-19T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:23:48.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weak</title><content type='html'>what if the source of your happiness becomes a source of your paranoia? And then eventually pain.. pain of unmet expectation, pain of abrupt coldness. &lt;br /&gt;when a glass is broken, it's already hard to put it back to its original form. Same it goes when a happy heart is stained with sadness, it's difficult to regain that same treatment for the other. I feel sad about it. I've been feeling this for almost a week. I pretend in the eyes of other people that i'm totally okay, yet i'm not. I'm in blue. And i miss her. I don't want to fall yet. But can i? &lt;br /&gt;My mind is travelling faster than i want to nowadays. So random. But it boils down to something i don't want to explain. Anger is here inside me. I can't push it away. The moody weather irritates me. I hope it's physiologic. I wish my instinct is not real. &lt;br /&gt;I pray the joke is not on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-7079833098097535221?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/7079833098097535221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=7079833098097535221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7079833098097535221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7079833098097535221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/02/weak.html' title='weak'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-3238984459276829744</id><published>2009-01-21T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:16:24.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bulls eyeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-3238984459276829744?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/3238984459276829744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=3238984459276829744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3238984459276829744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3238984459276829744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/01/bulls-eyeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4048836117320480591</id><published>2009-01-21T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:57:13.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decode</title><content type='html'>turn of events is flying this swift. . .&lt;br /&gt;two exams to go and im free ..&lt;br /&gt;pharma exam ..too frustrating. .Easy pero madami.. First thing to see in my inbox Kiti saying pHARMA YES pHARMA!! o yan mangasar pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my smart # in  silence..11 missed calls from Chi..and messages asking what the hell is wrong with me..magpakita daw ako.. i was busy..ive been, i reasoned. But not valid i guess.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i reflect..im too busy of almost everything that covers my periphery.. Left two pending novels twilight &amp; sisters, unwatched dvd gifts. More interested on this Kurt Cobain book,..a tattoo design..a website theme &gt;&gt;previous interests that have been revived. . getting jealous of somebody i havent even met bec. of someone i recently met..the song . .the happiness that flows. Euphoria at that  on its mildest form, developed VIRTUALLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I excused myself from HS invites. i absent myself from Legardas schedule.Overnight at Kitis house for Research  excitement diminished.. Looking forward for other plans. AND I REFLECT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared to think that my hypothesis for this TURN OF EVENTS is true. I admitted it today.. redfaced. pero gusto ko bawiin!!! It feels good. masarap ituloy. Company is okay. Reluctant pa rin.sudden rush of emotion..tsk. BAsta, im enjoying the moment.and i reflect..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4048836117320480591?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4048836117320480591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4048836117320480591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4048836117320480591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4048836117320480591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2009/01/decode.html' title='decode'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-864630619703118164</id><published>2008-10-15T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:40:40.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TJM</title><content type='html'>Pano ko ba sisimulan to .. I just want to describe a particular person..&lt;br /&gt;He’s one of the two geniuses of umak..at an early age, 25 a very accomplished man a patho prof, a high grade in board, teaches in a review center. Andaming may crush sa kanya. Haha. Pati ung host ng bar&lt;br /&gt;What do I feel? Hinayang. His looks is a magnet, same with his brain. But more than that, his personality.. I can feel it . he could be a confidant, a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi lang sha talino. Bakit ganun.. Erase. It has to be my rule # 1, do not attach yourself to someone that easy. And its my weakness. it has been, that puts me I a cliff of death.. wake up, April&lt;br /&gt;I had to be cold, kahit kanino. Warning sign. It’s for my protection against pain. If you detach yourself sa start pa lang, the moment that person leaves, there’ll be no pain..&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been wishing a painless world. And it’s attainable. This time I must be wise enough. . I’m telling this for the nth time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-864630619703118164?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/864630619703118164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=864630619703118164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/864630619703118164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/864630619703118164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/10/tjm.html' title='TJM'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8080518719755626743</id><published>2008-09-04T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:50:58.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buddy-less</title><content type='html'> have not kept a single picture of him on my phone.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could not remember the last time I played with him &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t count how many times I saw him smiling wagging his tail everytime we go home in the province. I saw his happiness seeing us again.. it’s in his eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I regret I haven’t shown him the utmost care he deserves for being a part of our family for more than 8years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel sorry for not letting him know that we LOVE him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is &lt;b style=""&gt;Kokey&lt;/b&gt;. He was lost once. Back in my high school days. Lost for following our school service, not knowing how to go back home. He was young at that. But has shown attachment on us by pursuing our service, by not stopping to run, until he can no longer see our service. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was lost for few weeks. Until I saw his familiar figure in a barangay too far from our house, called brgy. Cabitukulan. He was dirty, but I know he was Kokey. Funny how we even absent ourselves from our class just to bring him home. How I wish, it’s an easy task to get back his life today, again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s a lot of truth in the saying “you wouldn’t know the importance of someone/something until he/its gone”. . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And it’s truer to say that I know his value in our family, I/we just don’t anticipate that he’ll be leaving us this soon. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Time maybe short on showering him my care as I let him run after me around our house. Time maybe short as I shout his name when its time to feed him. And this would make him hurriedly running to his eating place. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It may be very infrequent that we bring him in the beach, bathe him with salty water, and shower him with sand. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel sorry that I always get mad of him when he keeps on barking to strangers, unmindful of he’s just after our family’s safety.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel so cruel that I sometimes feed him late just because I feel lazy doing it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I feel mean to think that I keep fending him off everytime he smells bad. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel so bad that most of the time I see him just an animal, not a&lt;i style=""&gt; friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel so bad that I only realize this now that he’s gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How many Christmas have passed. . and i will not forget his great fear for loud-sounding firecrackers. This Christmas, I won’t see him hiding inside our house, under the table, frightened of the deafening sound outside. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This sembreak, I won’t be seeing him at the gate rushing towards us, so delighted of our arrival. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This time, no Kokey will be there for us. . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We will miss you KOKEY . .&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8080518719755626743?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8080518719755626743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8080518719755626743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8080518719755626743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8080518719755626743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/09/buddy-less.html' title='buddy-less'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8063168656619269326</id><published>2008-05-24T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:08:05.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tabunan ang lungkot :p</title><content type='html'>    A cute moment : &lt;br&gt;An unkonwn number sent me a quote last Thurs in my smart. No load- no reply. . &lt;br&gt;Then the night after, this number texted me again: &lt;br&gt;0909: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;tol, musta? &lt;/span&gt;Still had no load. . but the call itself just made me awake the whole night.. &lt;br&gt;I replied the morning after .. But groping for words how to start it. . whether i would say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;pano mo nakuha number ko?" , or "eto mabuti, nabuhay ka" . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I chose to reply a cold one " &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;cnu ka" . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was thinking san nia nakuha # ko, kay laiza kaya? (his cousin), i looked for the details of the message, and it tells me, he is in Manila. . So i erased the thought that it might be him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;imposibleng andito sha sa manila . .&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to make it short, ndi sha yun. . c Bryan pala.. &lt;br&gt;nakalimutan ko that when B asked me how would we call each other (via quote), i said TOL. . &lt;br&gt;haha. . stupid. . then B wanted to change it to something mushy . .the conversation went to something unusually cute. . lupet.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8063168656619269326?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8063168656619269326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8063168656619269326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8063168656619269326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8063168656619269326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/05/tabunan-ang-lungkot-p.html' title='tabunan ang lungkot :p'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-6475606429358081290</id><published>2008-05-23T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:14:45.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let this go</title><content type='html'>who says that there's an easy way to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;GOODBYE?&lt;/span&gt; There is none. . &lt;br&gt;After i series of deliberation with my parents, i finally got their OK on my delayed plan to leave my work. . Yet it hit me, the day i informed my officemates that i need to resign. . I THOUGHT THAT WOULD BE EASY AS 1-2-3.  . &lt;br&gt;Couldnt help but cry. . i felt sad that day. My Dept Head would not allow me and persuaded me to stay, .this and that. . and postponed to sign my letter to Monday, the 26th. . (hopefully)&lt;br&gt;It's a difficult decision-making especially when you are about to leave your comfort zone, your second home for almost two years. And it pains me to think that i'll be leaving the people i learned to love, to laugh with, and to appreciate. . But this is it. There's no turning back. . Perhaps i would want to leave the humdrum that i felt everyday of my life, but ilso want to prepare myself leaving the culture that i already embraced, the culture that i both like and hate. . &lt;br&gt;I still have a month to live in the business world. . then a new month to face nurturing world of caring other people. . &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-6475606429358081290?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/6475606429358081290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=6475606429358081290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/6475606429358081290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/6475606429358081290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/05/let-this-go.html' title='let this go'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-371045051377208123</id><published>2008-05-09T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:25:57.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bkit</title><content type='html'>bakit ka nagpagupit ian. . .&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-371045051377208123?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/371045051377208123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=371045051377208123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/371045051377208123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/371045051377208123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/05/bkit.html' title='bkit'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-1092467460177746652</id><published>2008-05-04T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:23:15.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>four precious moments: unspoken but felt. . oh dear. . &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-1092467460177746652?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/1092467460177746652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=1092467460177746652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1092467460177746652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1092467460177746652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-3086399683790572896</id><published>2008-04-14T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:26:39.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banshee . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;Bakit hinayaang umusbong ang di napapanahong interes sa isang ispiritung ilang beses mo lang nakasalamuha? &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Ndi kailngan ng salita. O ng pang-unawa. &lt;SPAN lang=PT-BR style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR"&gt;Ipakita ang nararamdaman, bigla na lang naintindihan. Ligaya. . aspetong mahirap iexplika. Basta andun na lang. Kumapit ka lang. &lt;/SPAN&gt;At mararamdaman. Ang kakaibang tamis. Likha man ng alak na nakalalasing ng katawan at isipan, ndi maikakailangang my namuong unawaan. Saksi ang paligid, manalamin ka. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-3086399683790572896?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/3086399683790572896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=3086399683790572896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3086399683790572896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3086399683790572896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/04/banshee.html' title='banshee . .'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-6356136551526808509</id><published>2008-04-01T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:23:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A spur of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:time Hour="19" Minute="30"&gt;7:30pm.&lt;/st1:time&gt; A glance at &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName&gt;Pasig&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType&gt;River&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; mesmerized me. Billboard lights gave justice to the hidden beauty &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName&gt;Pasig&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType&gt;River&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; can boast of. ( for people who pass &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Tulay)&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;. . . &lt;/I&gt;So paradoxical – for once in my life never did I come to see this contaminated-perceived river- as-popularized-by-Anak-ng-Pasig song in a seemingly splendid panorama. Yet, at that moment, it was SIMPLY DIFFERENT. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;It was so sudden. . . so cosmic&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Parang &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;fireworks. . .&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;In an instant you’re too glued to the symmetry fireworks an create above. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;You care less for people around you, for what is happening. . you’re too focused to do that.. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;And yet, 15 minutes later, what you only see are the remnants of the slowly disappearing works of fire. . until your eyes can only see a smoke-filled air. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;Why it has to run like that? &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;The moment of bliss is just a &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;moment. &lt;/I&gt;It dies a natural death, as always. It could have been the reason why when you catch that moment, you try your best to enjoy it because you know that in the end, it will be gone. . The sourece of your bliss will be a period. No dot . .dot . .dot. . &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt;Again, why does it behave that way? &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Though it may not be totally similar to that River thing. The latter’s case has a sluggish degeneration. Slowly but surely. . The pace may be somewhat different, might have a twist. . But it speaks of the same thing&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;- an unstoppable ending. . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-6356136551526808509?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/6356136551526808509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=6356136551526808509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/6356136551526808509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/6356136551526808509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/04/spur-of-moment.html' title='A spur of the moment'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8544801294409443889</id><published>2008-03-22T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:38:13.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paraphernalias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/R-UnSJnppNI/AAAAAAAAACM/M4rahvEEYC4/s1600-h/cap+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180590139132978386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/R-UnSJnppNI/AAAAAAAAACM/M4rahvEEYC4/s200/cap+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are my capping paraphernalias. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they may look ordinary and may be perceived as decorations. . But there's more to that . . those are symbolic stuffs that describe nursing values. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8544801294409443889?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8544801294409443889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8544801294409443889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8544801294409443889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8544801294409443889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/03/paraphernalias.html' title='paraphernalias'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/R-UnSJnppNI/AAAAAAAAACM/M4rahvEEYC4/s72-c/cap+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-2099068548272493219</id><published>2008-03-22T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:15:34.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>virus .. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Just when I thought I succeeded fighting against varicella, that I realized I did not. . &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;My body’s immune system was defeated by this airborne disease, in this case . . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;My Vitamin C intake was ineffective in a way . .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;But imagine how the battle went that long . . it took almost a month from the day I was exposed to&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;kuya having the illness and the onset of the two big lesions on my stomach. . And that was the beginning of my two-week suffering. . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I’ve mastered almost all the games in PC, I’ve became an avid fan of Edu’s Game k na Ba? . . And I’ve became bored just staying at home and juts being cautious not to allow my lesions to rupture and just wait for them to crust . . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;. .in a way, this let me to take a rest . . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-2099068548272493219?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/2099068548272493219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=2099068548272493219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2099068548272493219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2099068548272493219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/03/virus.html' title='virus .. .'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-7562156546883887053</id><published>2008-03-22T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:12:10.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>route . .routes . . </title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=PT-BR style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR"&gt;Ambilis talaga magbago ng panahon. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;Façade of Manila swiftly changes without an oblivious person realizing it. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;When I went &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:Street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;ot St.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt; Lukes to get Med. Cert. for my recently cured chicken pox, I passed the route East Ave- Sikatuna then Sikaatuna – Quiapo. At narealize ko, wala nap ala yung Mcdo sa my tapat ng Jollibee. That same Mcdo was one of the taambayan and meeting place of manuel and I when we were still ok. . Nalugi siguro. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;. . . mas ok naman talaga ang Jollibee eh ( 10 hug points for my patriotism, hehe)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;. . . Sa Trinoma, my terminal na pala dun ang UP Campus jeep. At shempre, dun ako sumakay minsan isang araw. The passenger said while on mobile, “San Vicente po”. . I knew that place, my mind told myself. And yet, my mind was digging in to my memory where exactly is that place.. See, how old I become, that my past days were successfully replaced by fresh ones.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;They say when you put what you learned in your short-term memory, you will easily forget it in the future (psychology), and that what might have happened to me. . Up to now, I’m still thinking if San Vicente is in front of Pisay or at the stop point along the university avenue of UP before the rossing from NCPAG to FA to residential parts.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;Due to transport strike, I was forced to take mrt . . No bus at all going to ayala at &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;st1:time Hour="6" Minute="45"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;6:45am&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;. . At may Julie’s sa mrt-ayala. I bought two big soft monay. We liked it.. un ang significance ng strike, :p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;… everytime I’m on Guadalupe waiting for the train, could not help but take a look at all the billboards near the &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;Pasig&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt; river. . ang bilis din pala magpalit ng mga advertisers. Bench’s billboard of Richard Gutierrez was already replaced. . I wonder how long is the duration of posting a particular ad on major roads . .the longer the period, the higher the costs . . business . .business &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-7562156546883887053?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/7562156546883887053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=7562156546883887053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7562156546883887053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7562156546883887053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/03/route-routes.html' title='route . .routes . . '/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-671744030798347780</id><published>2008-03-11T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:10:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ung tagalog</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;pakinggan &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ang aking sasabihin&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ayoko nang ulitin&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;makinig ka na&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;kung biglaang &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ika'y aking iwanan &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;sana'y di mo makayanan &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Mamatay ka na . .&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-671744030798347780?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/671744030798347780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=671744030798347780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/671744030798347780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/671744030798347780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/03/ung-tagalog.html' title='ung tagalog'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8516754531145023499</id><published>2008-02-23T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:42:35.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/R-Uo05nppOI/AAAAAAAAACU/rnbOh8mafXQ/s1600-h/cap+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180591835645060322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/R-Uo05nppOI/AAAAAAAAACU/rnbOh8mafXQ/s200/cap+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; was the last day of UP Fair (a Saturday). And despite my early class on Sunday (&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="7" minute="0"&gt;7am&lt;/st1:time&gt;), I had an unwavering decision to watch it for the simple reason na andun and QUESO. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The line-up was somewhat heavy on the genre and yet thousands of people were there to celebrate. For one, it was the centennial UP Fair. . Kaye and I were there around 8pm. And the queue!!! From the improvised gate in Sunken it went up to the front side of Main Library. And the other queue reached up to &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename&gt;Bus.&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; Ad. Can you imagine that??!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And we were able to get inside around &lt;st1:time hour="22" minute="0"&gt;10pm&lt;/st1:time&gt;. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And we definitely missed great bands such as Razorback. :c. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had fun watching Chicosci coz Miggy and Mong were like in uniform wearing same type of sweatshirts. Hehe. They initially sang Paris then A Promise. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Urbandub and Greyhoundz were there, I loved them . .also Moonstar 88, Cambio, Sugarfree, Hilera. I forgot. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the most awaited band – Queso. Nakakainis kse it took &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;them like 10 mins just to set-up all the instruments. But they played 4 songs ata – Parusa, Tiamat, insekta? , .. and ahhh. . ian was again a long-hair-still-appealing-man. . Basta ang galing nila. . Can’t describe it, but I really really really love how they perform and sound of their songs. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Andun talaga ako sa harap just beside the bar to keep my eye on Ian on the clearest possible way. . hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8516754531145023499?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8516754531145023499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8516754531145023499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8516754531145023499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8516754531145023499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/02/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never . .'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/R-Uo05nppOI/AAAAAAAAACU/rnbOh8mafXQ/s72-c/cap+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-888179180200340281</id><published>2008-02-13T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:24:49.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt; . .sort of nervous. . been a long time since i interviewed businessman (back in college) . .on friday will be another, this time with a client, a SVP from Asset Marketing Corp . .&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;alone again tonight, Kae's on her 2nd day to watch UP Fair. . Chatting with me is Ocho of Queso. . hehe, coincident. . &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;ocho: hello po&lt;BR&gt;gaill: musta po?? 2g2g ngaun sa fair? &lt;BR&gt;ocho: fri po at sat&lt;BR&gt;gaill: ahh. so ndi po busy ngaun? &lt;BR&gt;ocho: di naman&lt;BR&gt;ocho: nag open lang kami nung mon&lt;BR&gt;ocho: tas tambay don kahapon&lt;BR&gt;gaill: ah andun din kayo khapon. . uu, napanuod kyo ng kapatid ko. . 4 daw kinanta nio? hehe&lt;BR&gt;ocho: nung mon&lt;BR&gt;gaill: ahhh. . nung mon nga po . .tsuri &lt;BR&gt;ocho: =)&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I had this interesting story about my ride in the bus this morning. . the "kundoktor" is somewhat eye-catching:  a chinito man, in his mid-40s, wearing an eyeglass, in a long-sleeve polo with necktie. His grooming really amazed me. . He gives respect to his profession. I mean, he's really different compared to others with dirty shirts. And what made me admire him is he's too gentleman. He would more than always say to passengers "ingat sa pagbaba", 'kapit lang po" and "SALAMAT". . seldom would you see such a gentle man in that kind of work. . although, his too gentleness by way of holding women passengers hands to support them is way different from filipino culture. i mean, though Filipinos are touchy, this does not apply to strangers. . But still, his act is admirable . .&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-888179180200340281?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/888179180200340281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=888179180200340281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/888179180200340281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/888179180200340281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/02/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-9014710063088567680</id><published>2008-02-09T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:58:44.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>What month were you born in&lt;BR&gt;- *APRIL&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Where do you live&lt;BR&gt;- MARIA AURORA&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;…Describe Your…&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Wallet&lt;BR&gt;- *RED BIG WALLET&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dream car&lt;BR&gt;- VINTAGE CAR&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Toothbrush&lt;BR&gt;- PAMBATA, HEHE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Jewelery worn daily&lt;BR&gt;- NECKLACE.. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pillow Case&lt;BR&gt;- TYPICAL BLUE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Eyes&lt;BR&gt;- BIG ROUND. . &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Room&lt;BR&gt;- SHARED WITH MY SIBLINGS&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Love life&lt;BR&gt;- SELF-SUPPORTING HEHE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;...What's your?...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Cologne/Perfume&lt;BR&gt;- CALGON&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Cd in stereo&lt;BR&gt;- CYNTHIA ALEXANDER&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Piercings&lt;BR&gt;- EAR PIERCE FOR EARRINGS LANG.. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Wearing&lt;BR&gt;- PAJAMA&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Wanting&lt;BR&gt;- SNOW..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What does your shout out mean&lt;BR&gt;- A LINE FROM THE SONG OF CHICOSCI&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Last thing you ate&lt;BR&gt;- NOVA&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Something you are afraid of&lt;BR&gt;- TUSOK..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you like candles&lt;BR&gt;- AROMATIC CANDLES...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you like the taste of blood&lt;BR&gt;- TEKA TITIKMAN KO MUNA...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you believe in love&lt;BR&gt;- WHO DOESN'T??&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you believe in soul mates&lt;BR&gt;- KINDA . .HEHE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you like seafood&lt;BR&gt;- YEA, EXCEPT SHRIMPS AND CRABS...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you remember your dreams&lt;BR&gt;- A RECURRING DRAM, YEAH. . &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you consider yourself a study freak&lt;BR&gt;- LET'S TERM IT, STUDIOUS!!! HIHI&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What’s your favorite thing to do in&lt;BR&gt;the place where you live&lt;BR&gt;- MAHIGA SA KAMA KO. .&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you like tattoos&lt;BR&gt;- I LOVE IT . . &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you burn easily in the sun- YEAH&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you speak another language other&lt;BR&gt;than English&lt;BR&gt;- PILIPINO, GAY LINGO&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Are you shy around a crush&lt;BR&gt;- OO, HEHE. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What book would you recommend to anyone&lt;BR&gt;- DEAR JOHN( ung binabasa ko ngayon), tuesdays with morrie, alchemist, . . 11 minutes&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Last show you watched an entire&lt;BR&gt;episode of&lt;BR&gt;- PRISON BREAK . . &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Last movie you watched at home&lt;BR&gt;- *HARRY POTTER, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Got any plans for the weekend&lt;BR&gt;- PUMASOK SA SKUL, REQUIRED EH&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Who do you miss&lt;BR&gt;- POCHOY&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Last incoming call on your cell phone&lt;BR&gt;- UNKNOWN # 09209473468 . . &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What is the last thing you downloaded&lt;BR&gt;- UNG PINADOWNLOAD NG OFFICEMATE KO &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What’s your favorite restaurant&lt;BR&gt;- AVENETO, CHEF AT KROKODILE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What was the last thing you bought&lt;BR&gt;- PORK STEAK . .&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A secret about you&lt;BR&gt;- NA MABAIT AKO, HEHE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ever made a prank phone call&lt;BR&gt;- UU, HEHE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Where did Waldo go&lt;BR&gt;- ??&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do you really know all the words to&lt;BR&gt;your national anthem&lt;BR&gt;- ATA&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What did your last text message say&lt;BR&gt;- MAMA, ND2 NA C PAPA SA BAHY. LOBAT SHA&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Have you ever been in a beauty pageant&lt;BR&gt;- NO&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Have you ever written poetry&lt;BR&gt;- UU&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;How many people have you kissed&lt;BR&gt;- THIS MONTH, ISA&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Have you ever won a trophy&lt;BR&gt;- YEA&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Are you a good cook&lt;BR&gt;- OP CORSSSSS&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Think fast, who do you hate right now&lt;BR&gt;- FORGIVEN NA SHA EH. . &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Who was the last person you visited in&lt;BR&gt;the hospital&lt;BR&gt;- WLA . .TAGAL NA UN. HAYSKUL PAKO&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-9014710063088567680?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/9014710063088567680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=9014710063088567680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/9014710063088567680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/9014710063088567680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-7655602762800521689</id><published>2008-02-09T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:43:07.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TENS</title><content type='html'>TEN - - TEN THINGS ABOUT YOU&lt;BR&gt;1. Are you single? MEJO.. dipa married eh&lt;BR&gt;2. Are you happy about that? YES&lt;BR&gt;3. Are you bored? no&lt;BR&gt;4. Are you sad? why should i???&lt;BR&gt;5. Are you Italian? HOMO SAPIEN HEHE&lt;BR&gt;6. Are you pregnant? IN MY DREAM.. :P&lt;BR&gt;8. Are you cool? DEPENDS&lt;BR&gt;9. Are you Irish? PWEDE B???&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;BR&gt;1. full name - APRIL GAIL CASTRO PALISPIS&lt;BR&gt;2. Nicknames - APRIL, AYPS,INENG GAILL&lt;BR&gt;3. Birth place - TARLAC &lt;BR&gt;4. Hair color - BLACK&lt;BR&gt;5. Hair style – STYLE-LESS&lt;BR&gt;6. Eye color - BLACK ATA..&lt;BR&gt;7. Birthdate - 22ND APRIL 1985&lt;BR&gt;8. Mood – FEVERISHLY TOOOT&lt;BR&gt;9. Favorite color - YELLOW &lt;BR&gt;10. Left or right - LEFT .. kaliwete ako eh. hehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT?&lt;BR&gt;1. Love or money? LOVE&lt;BR&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer? BEER&lt;BR&gt;3. Cats or dogs? DOGS&lt;BR&gt;4. A few best friends or many regular&lt;BR&gt;friends? BOTH&lt;BR&gt;5. Television or Internet? Internet&lt;BR&gt;6. Pepsi or coke? KAHIT ANO... &lt;BR&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night? DEFINE WILD ... ?? BOTH&lt;BR&gt;ROmantic night, maybe.&lt;BR&gt;8. Money or Happiness? happiness &lt;BR&gt;9. Night or day? night&lt;BR&gt;10. Y!M or phone? YM DATI .. NGAYONG PAREHAS AYOKO&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;BR&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out? DIKO TANDA..&lt;BR&gt;2. Been skinny dipping? NO&lt;BR&gt;3. Done something you regret? MILLION TIMES&lt;BR&gt;4. Bungee jumped? NOT YET&lt;BR&gt;5. Scuba dived? GANG SNORKELING LANG.. HOW I WISH I CAN SWIM &lt;BR&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker? NO&lt;BR&gt;7. Changed a diaper? NDI PA&lt;BR&gt;8. Wanted an ex back? NO COMMENT HEHE. LAST MONTH OO. NDI NA NGAYON.. ECHOS&lt;BR&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet? YES!!!! &lt;BR&gt;10. Wanted to disappear? OPO...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A RELATIONSHIP&lt;BR&gt;1. Smile or eyes: EYES, HEHE&lt;BR&gt;2. Light or dark hair: dark HAIR&lt;BR&gt;3. hugs or kisses: ABA EH, PAREHAS PO&lt;BR&gt;4. Intelligence or attraction: WALA BANG ATTITUDE?? CGURO ATTRACTION NA LANG&lt;BR&gt;5. Hook-up or relationship: RELASYON .. AT BOYLET&lt;BR&gt;6. Trust or love? MAS MAGANDA TRUST. . .&lt;BR&gt;7. Long distance or close? TAKOT NAKO SA LONG DISTANCE ULET... HUHU&lt;BR&gt;8. Call or text? TEXT. DIKO MARIRINIG, SILENT FONE KO LAGE. . HEHE&lt;BR&gt;9. Older or younger? PAG BOYLET, YOUNGER... HEHE &lt;BR&gt;10.Looks or Personality? PAREHAS.. .HEHE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;TEN LAST&lt;BR&gt;1. Last phone call you made: SECRET&lt;BR&gt;2. Last phone call you received: BUSINESS, CITIBANK . . PERSONAL - XOXXOY, HAZEL&lt;BR&gt;3. Last person/people you hung out W/ : CLASSMATES&lt;BR&gt;4. Last person to text you?  DONNALIZA, PURO KOWTS. UNG NDI KOWT, C KEVIN&lt;BR&gt;5. Last person you tackled? HA?&lt;BR&gt;6. Last person you im'd? HA?&lt;BR&gt;8. Last person you hugged? XOXXOY&lt;BR&gt;9. Last person you slept with? C KAE..&lt;BR&gt;10. Last person you laughed with? AHHH.. DIKO TNDA..&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-7655602762800521689?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/7655602762800521689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=7655602762800521689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7655602762800521689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7655602762800521689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/02/tens.html' title='TENS'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-1731983346935112860</id><published>2008-02-09T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:10:19.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huli ka</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;kumusta naman. . pauwi na kame kanina. But Yvette and i decided to go sa CON to confirm kung tom na ba deadline for the full payment of my capping expense. While scanning the bulletin board, someone just grab me, buti na lang ndi ako nagpanic. . May violation daw ako - i was wearing a brown bun which is prohibited in the recently implemented rules sa mga nursing students. . &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Auyn, i had to sign a demerit slip. . i reasoned out sa paper that i bought my bun prior to implementing that rule. eh totoo naman. besides, i assumed that since brown is also a dark color, it will be an acceptable alternative for the black one.. Sssss. bad trip... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;tapos, i had no ID, i presented my receipt, proof that i pad for my ID already. eh kasi naman, i had no time to go to UMAK para lang picturan ako. andame ko na absences kaya sa work . .sana lang they consider opening that pagpapaID during weekends which is the available time for most regis students.. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;eto pa, i had to pay P1 for the slip. . wala lang. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-1731983346935112860?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/1731983346935112860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=1731983346935112860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1731983346935112860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1731983346935112860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/02/huli-ka.html' title='huli ka'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-5178378989867805958</id><published>2008-02-09T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:59:43.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;. . ba't ganon sabi sa forecast, ang taurus daw (ako yun) eh magiging financially stable this year... ?? ba't lage ako short?? ahuu&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;lpit na fair... sna makanuod ako. . &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;satisfied ako sa school, given my midterm exams results . . hehe. tas false alarm pa kanina. magpapakain sana ako. hehe. . pero at least, i made it on the top X. .&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;lapit na rin valentines. . hmmm. .kaya nga pala ako npunta sa earth dahil sa ultimate purpose ko: ang hanapan si cel ng fafa. hehe. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;dami na nakakapansin, my two bosses and my supervisor - every week absent ako sa office. waahh... number 1 pasaway, dame absences. tsktsk....shame on me. . &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;basta, i FEEL CONTENTMENT. mron bang ganong word??? ung tipong, di ako malungkot kahit may namimis ako, kse andaming positive vibes...i feel valued. . XoXXoy... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;antagal nila mama.. gutom nako. hehe. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;..cute pala c christian bautista... while eating sa aveneto, dumating sha, at dun din sha kumain.. antakaw.. (jokeness.) hehe. pero mas gusto ko pa rin ung kinain ko kesa sa kanya. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-5178378989867805958?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/5178378989867805958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=5178378989867805958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5178378989867805958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5178378989867805958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-entry.html' title='another entry'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4621223772126207733</id><published>2008-02-02T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T17:16:49.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isa na lang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;biochem na lang . . tapos na ang midterms ko... yahoo . . &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;tumatawag pala sha.. eh lage nasilent fone ko . .at walang nakaregister na number .. "no number" . . ahhh&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;yes!!! magaling na si kuya sa chicken pox ... sana ndi ako mahawa. . taas ng resistansya ko!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;yes ulet!!! wala na cyst ko...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4621223772126207733?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4621223772126207733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4621223772126207733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4621223772126207733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4621223772126207733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/02/isa-na-lang.html' title='isa na lang...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-1982547938438402521</id><published>2008-01-23T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:09:49.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the vast sea...</title><content type='html'>The name of the game is how to be tough. What i mean here is how strong are you to detach yourself from emotions that would probably kill you again in the future. This strange feeling has been slowly developing in me, yet i'm trying to ignore it all the time for fear of being left hanging again or of being unsure if it's the BEST TIME or of being misinterpreted.&lt;br /&gt;A puzzling situation would definitely remain untalked in a not joking way for fear of being involved once again.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry when i'm caught in a situation of regreting for not having spent quality days. and when it's time to be apart, it is only the time that you realize what loss you've lost.  Reservations and hesitations would just prevail always, and i could not help it. .&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have to stick on what Bob Ong says that &lt;em&gt;ayokong masanay sa mga bagay na pwede namang mawala saken.? &lt;/em&gt;when i know for a fact that everything is changing. Nothing is permanent in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i still don't want to totally embrace the concept that life has a dynamic aspect, that it keeps on changing and no one can put a stop on it. Even the most powerful ones, even technology. Nobody has the ability to stop the natural behaviour of the world (except probably the Creator). These are naturally-occuring phenomena that simply just move. I have to evolve, as well.&lt;br /&gt;Still, i'm not on a mobile, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering what do i do for the upcoming months of waiting. I do have plenty of tasks to do, career-wise. I do have some engagements which i must attend to. These might probably make my days fully-booked, unaware of the passing of days until such time arrives again.. and the moment of waiting is ending. The question is, will i able to retain that hidden feeling until that day comes? Or would the passing of days would put this feeling into bubbles?? I  really don't know. This has happened last year. And the latter was what happened. Maybe it depends on what he has to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-1982547938438402521?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/1982547938438402521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=1982547938438402521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1982547938438402521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1982547938438402521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2008/01/vast-sea.html' title='the vast sea...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8014499625957889326</id><published>2007-10-20T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:49:19.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RxoGZJLY2iI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZdrBQ3nmNw8/s1600-h/ue+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123414555117541922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RxoGZJLY2iI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZdrBQ3nmNw8/s200/ue+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RxoE75LY2hI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aYDn3sOXWSU/s1600-h/ue+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123412953094740498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RxoE75LY2hI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aYDn3sOXWSU/s200/ue+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RxoCnJLY2gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ugbuzYEgSBY/s1600-h/ue+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123410397589199362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RxoCnJLY2gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ugbuzYEgSBY/s320/ue+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During UAAP Finals. .    witnessing the loss of Red warriors. .:c &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/7803467-8014499625957889326?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8014499625957889326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8014499625957889326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8014499625957889326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8014499625957889326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/10/during-uaap-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RxoGZJLY2iI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZdrBQ3nmNw8/s72-c/ue+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-9119832128444310207</id><published>2007-10-20T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T20:54:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorietta Blast</title><content type='html'>Nakakagulat at nakakatakot - these were what i felt as i experienced first-hand the 'terrorist attack in glorietta yesterday. .&lt;br /&gt;1pm, went out of office (i have my SL) coz i was sched for my check-up in patient first clinic. . &lt;br /&gt;Patient First is inside Glorietta just (3rd floor) aobve Mercury Drug. . i didnt walk on my usual route (which is through the 6750 Bldg to Mercury then take eleveator) on that day.. I walked passed the walkway (Greenbelt to Landmark) dahil mainit sa labas. . Since i was not familiar on that route, i had to ask someone, that was when i was already in front of TGIF. . then loads of people suddenly came screaming and running, and i just heard a big blast. . I was not scared at all at that particular moment. . i was curious what could that be and even tried to source where the sound came. . But i was forced to go out of the bldg coz people were already heading against my way toward the exit. . Natapilok pa ako sa kakatakbo. . Then i texted my officemates and tell them bout the happening. . &lt;br /&gt;it took a little while before i learned that it might be a BOMB! Some people crying, in panic. . &lt;br /&gt;But still i was determined to go on my check up. It should be by that day (first day of my period as required by my doctor). . But the security was already tight and the ,all was closed. . Buti na lang after sometime, naawa ata yung gurad pinapasok ako sa mercury. . patients were still at the clinic. .my check-up was quick and it wasnot my doctor who prescribed me of a nw medication . &lt;br /&gt;Going back to the blast, i was just thankful that i changed my mind . . earlier. Coz i was planning to stroll first in G2 and G3 before heading to patient first. . &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i could tell, i was SAVED. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-9119832128444310207?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/9119832128444310207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=9119832128444310207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/9119832128444310207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/9119832128444310207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/10/glorietta-blast.html' title='Glorietta Blast'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-2613807558546582201</id><published>2007-10-01T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:22:24.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you're diagnosed of something you don't expect, you are taken by a force to contemplate about what goods and bads you've done in your life so far. . And what sins and mistakes you did that the Above made to decide you suffer from such sickness. . &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's something to be thanked for that you have detected it in the earliest time that it could be cured by simple medication. . &lt;br /&gt;This also paves the way for my family to bond even more. . &lt;br /&gt;And what is painful is that you can never be beside the one you want to be beside you in such crisis of your life. . :c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-2613807558546582201?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/2613807558546582201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=2613807558546582201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2613807558546582201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2613807558546582201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-youre-diagnosed-of-something-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-489168568743388039</id><published>2007-09-15T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T21:20:44.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ecomments.com/comments.php?i=118463300168"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://m1.ecomments.com/07/7/16/118463300168.jpg" alt="myspace comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ecomments.com/"&gt;More eComments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-489168568743388039?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/489168568743388039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=489168568743388039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/489168568743388039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/489168568743388039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-ecomments.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8086099995832381426</id><published>2007-09-06T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:05:15.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being absent from work is OK if it means doing a favor for yourself. . what i mean is veering away from loads of work is quite detoxifying. haha. EXCUSES.EXCUSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i've done something worthwhile while being away. . first, got my authenticated birth certificate from NSO. .Ang init sobra. tapos nahigad pa ako. .Second, chanced to visit my alma mater.,to get my diploma. .and yes, i also received two certificates that i was a COLLEGE SCHOLAR AY 2005-2006. .that was when i was in fourth year. . ang saya ng feeling. .hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung nasa UP ako, parang nanibago ako. . parang first time ko pumunta. .mas lalo naging gubat. hehe. nakakamiss ang school. . nagpaphotox ako sa favorite kong xeroxan..gusto ko sanang mgtoknene kaso di ata maganda yun as breakfast. . gusto ko sang pumunta sa FC at sa AS and get a glimpse of 'what's new' kaso inatake na naman ako ng katamaran. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sa susunod babalik ulet ako, magaaya ako para tamang tambay lang sa sunken. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8086099995832381426?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8086099995832381426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8086099995832381426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8086099995832381426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8086099995832381426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/09/being-absent-from-work-is-ok-if-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-5939337509097875710</id><published>2007-09-01T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T14:53:08.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nakakainis. nakakapikon. Bakit my mga taong ganon-ganon na lang kung umasta. The most ungentle person na kilala ko. Di ko alam kung anO gusto nia iparating sa kilos nia. Kung ganon lang ba talaga cia at natural lang na i-express ang opinyon nia na 'manlait' ng bagay na ayawa nia o ayaw lang talaga nia..&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis kse maganda lage ang simula, pero nagtatapos na napipikon ako. Tama na na manahimik ako. Minsan mas mabuti toh kesa sabihing "hoi, bakit ganyan ka". .&lt;br /&gt;Fine, entitled ka sa opinyon mo na ayaw mo ang isang bagay. Pero siguro may tamang paraan naman na ideliver to na hindi nakakasakit sa taong kinakausap moh. .&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn,insensitibo,straightforward - mga katangian moh na nakatawag pansin sa akin. Pero yan din ang mga bagay na naglalayo sayo sa akin . .&lt;br /&gt;Sayang yung nasimulan, kung ganito rin lang magtatapos. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-5939337509097875710?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/5939337509097875710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=5939337509097875710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5939337509097875710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/5939337509097875710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/09/nakakainis.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-1891851989135366382</id><published>2007-08-27T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:00:05.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RtJ1r4AolqI/AAAAAAAAABs/jF-DFqnuvJU/s1600-h/sleep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103270724394063522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RtJ1r4AolqI/AAAAAAAAABs/jF-DFqnuvJU/s320/sleep.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While scanning all the files and folders of my stuff here in pc, deleting scraps and files that occupy large space, i came across this pix of mine. hehe. That was at the house of my classmate. We were doing our feasibility. See how tired i was? Haha. Me, asleep while they were doing all that stuff on our chocolate business. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-1891851989135366382?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/1891851989135366382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=1891851989135366382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1891851989135366382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1891851989135366382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/08/while-scanning-all-files-and-folders-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RtJ1r4AolqI/AAAAAAAAABs/jF-DFqnuvJU/s72-c/sleep.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-7532630211829796481</id><published>2007-08-26T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:08:44.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, we had this meeting at Sta. Isabel College with the Bank's union regarding the upcoming merger of Allied Bank and PNB..To be honest, As a regular employee of the bank, this doesnt scare me much and the possibility of losing the job, as a result of downsizing, has not totally sunk in my mind.. And this plan by Lucio Tan is actually delayed by the rumor that ABC is one of Marcos' properties.. The trend of merger in the banking industry..the BSP directive to outsource to cost cut.. and all those pressing issues affecting the industry..they are all bound to happen for us to be at par with other top performing countries.. Ewan ko bat wala ako pake, i dont call it insensitivity. . i may not be mature enough to be fully affected by such cicumstances..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-7532630211829796481?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/7532630211829796481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=7532630211829796481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7532630211829796481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7532630211829796481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-saturday-we-had-this-meeting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-3697230003725276605</id><published>2007-08-25T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:13:52.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x_0</title><content type='html'>I HATE PAIN. I know, nobody wants tp experience pain. And there's this consensus that physical pain is less morbid than emotional and mental pain. But in my part, there are just but similar. .&lt;br /&gt;I fear for my life everytime i need to visit my dentist to adjust my braces. And i fear it more when i she tells me that "pasta" should be be made on my teeth. The feeling of "nangingilo" is absolutely unbearable! Requesting for extra amount of anesthesia has been my sole savious to lenghten my numbness. Somehow, it works. But my dentist keeps telling me that though it may temporarily makes me insensible to this inevitable pain, it is still preferable to do pasta w/out anesthesia for me to determine how deep the extractio9n has gone. Still, i prefer being numb. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear for my life everytime the dermatololgist prick those white heads and other foreign bodies on my face! The tremendous amount of pain brought about by the cleansing of my face would just make me burst into tears. The feeling of experiencing pain always make me hesitant to make it a monthly habit. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feared for my life, when i had my first "major" operation at St. Lukes to remove the cyst somewhere on my leg. It's actually a minor one, hehe. But the fact that it was done on the main OR, i would call it major.;p. The picture of the blood in my mindoozing out of my legs as Dr. Gozali (my surgeon) cut my skin and scraped this pea-sized cysts makes me shiver, even now. And God knows, how i called all the Saints that i was familiar ith just to spare me from suffering that fear. .&lt;br /&gt;"pai&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's not too soon before i could bravely face such physical pains. . And i adore people who LOVE inflicting pain to themselves, who love being tattoed by unsafe needles all over their body, who like being pierced on delicate body parts for whatever reason they have. .&lt;br /&gt;I, who have the tendency of escaping and making excuses just not to feel pain. And THEM, who find joy with the pian they feel. . It really does'nt make sense to me that they find thrill on it. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-3697230003725276605?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/3697230003725276605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=3697230003725276605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3697230003725276605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3697230003725276605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hate-pain.html' title='x_0'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-1992811961891950658</id><published>2007-08-17T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:45:09.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWmSYAolfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fxI9SWDdsHM/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWmSYAolfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fxI9SWDdsHM/s200/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099664987679921650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWlwoAoleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kpnyz5rt0WQ/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWlwoAoleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kpnyz5rt0WQ/s200/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099664407859336674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heto ang magandang nagagawa pag bumabagyo sa labas: chitchat at magpose . . .on the bad side, di na naman ako natuloy manuog sa saguijo. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-1992811961891950658?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/1992811961891950658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=1992811961891950658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1992811961891950658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1992811961891950658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/08/heto-ang-magandang-nagagawa-pag.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWmSYAolfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fxI9SWDdsHM/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-7195617938204865095</id><published>2007-08-16T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:05:06.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My chucks has been my chuck since i was in 2nd year in college, at gang ngayun buhay pa ren. yun nga lang, sobrang gamit nah.. wednesday this week , i bought a replacement for my chucks, this time, a black one. Hesitant pa ko if i would buy it cos' i'm thinking of buying pony chucks instead of converse. Tapos, minalas na naman,  diko kasya yung low-cut, so had no choice kundi ung hi-cut.. tapos last pair pa yun so binili ko na talaga . .sori mat, diko nabili ung sabi mo na pink..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-7195617938204865095?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/7195617938204865095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=7195617938204865095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7195617938204865095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/7195617938204865095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-chucks-has-been-my-chuck-since-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-1013967243322407764</id><published>2007-08-11T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T14:24:40.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gulat</title><content type='html'>may nakita akong tao na diko sinasadyang makita habang ako'y nakasakay sa bus. shempre nagulat din sha. kaso di ko sha nakausap kse andame tao sa bus. hanggang nakababa nako sa rustan's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-1013967243322407764?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/1013967243322407764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=1013967243322407764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1013967243322407764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/1013967243322407764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/08/gulat.html' title='gulat'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-2102745335596691996</id><published>2007-07-12T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:05:14.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsW4QYAollI/AAAAAAAAABE/F9klMAvqCLk/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099684744529483346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsW4QYAollI/AAAAAAAAABE/F9klMAvqCLk/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was the day my aunt with kids arrived from Surigao.. Sa MOA yan, partida kakagaling lang namen ng airport, derecho na agad .. Brent is almost as tall as i am. imagine, nung baby pa sha, kinakarga ko pa sha sa may xmas light pag umiiyak. at ngaon, totoy na totoy na.. ang bilis talaga ng panahon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-2102745335596691996?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/2102745335596691996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=2102745335596691996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2102745335596691996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2102745335596691996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-was-day-my-aunt-with-kids-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsW4QYAollI/AAAAAAAAABE/F9klMAvqCLk/s72-c/Picture+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-3764101345526544248</id><published>2007-07-12T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T14:05:22.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm thinking of things how to improve my blog, i mean, on its aethetic sense plus the content.. i have created an image on my mind, but couldn't put it into motion since i've became impatient when it comes to learning creating a custom-made web..and its content, hay. i just learned last summer that my auntie is reading my blog from time to time, meaning to say, my angst and all those random thoughts are a no-secret to a close relative!! hi aunti nini. hehe. . so i'm thinking if i'm going to add sense to my blog by not posting personal matters (most of the time, i do), but more on giving comments on current issues. hehe, sounds like i want to enhance my rational mind.. Pero bahala na, it would not matter. Kung ano maisip ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-3764101345526544248?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/3764101345526544248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=3764101345526544248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3764101345526544248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/3764101345526544248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-thinking-of-things-how-to-improve-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4772021067364117213</id><published>2007-07-06T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:00:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ngaOn ko lang narealize, andame ko pala blogs pero they all say the same things. hehe sa livejournal at sa blogdrive at mron pa konti sa friendster!! But this blog lived the longest, had been modified for the bth time, and now ending up with a simple white background and simple font, deleting all my links..hmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4772021067364117213?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4772021067364117213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4772021067364117213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4772021067364117213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4772021067364117213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/07/ngaon-ko-lang-narealize-andame-ko-pala.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-8358665787289204840</id><published>2007-06-17T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:41:11.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm beginning to notice - that i'm becoming more and more contemplative with each passing day. Just like now, looking back how my life made a complete turnaround early this year. i realize that i could manage work and leisure at the same time, widen my interests without leaving things i habitually do. i'm glad that there are people who would bump into my life once again (this time, in a closer way). Yes, they give me this kind of worth that i lost for some time. And we end up seting a group (i want it to be anonymously famous, haha!).&lt;br /&gt;i feel fortunate that through them and with them, i chanced to meet new people, this kid i can't help but to be attched with. Ewan ko ba, i want him to be anonymous, too. The end. . :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-8358665787289204840?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/8358665787289204840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=8358665787289204840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8358665787289204840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/8358665787289204840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-beginning-to-notice-that-im-becoming.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4665749392893691211</id><published>2007-05-17T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:56:44.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWsn4AolhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vWnhOs-d0Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099671954116875794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWsn4AolhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vWnhOs-d0Yw/s200/IMG_0427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWr_IAolgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F8nCVU9j8JU/s1600-h/IMG_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099671254037206530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWr_IAolgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F8nCVU9j8JU/s200/IMG_0449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a peek of what happened in Puerto Galera: sunset on our first day, with Tins upon arrival . . :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4665749392893691211?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4665749392893691211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4665749392893691211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4665749392893691211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4665749392893691211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/05/peek-of-what-happened-in-purto-galera.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWsn4AolhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vWnhOs-d0Yw/s72-c/IMG_0427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4373678748761606792</id><published>2007-02-22T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:43:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met Poy on the 18th. At last, nasauli ko na rin ung jersey nya and the cap that he gave to me while I was in Dagupan (I call it “the BFAR cap”). I didn’t come kahit anong pilit nya na pumunta ako sa Sikatuna ksi maglalaro daw sila, at panoorin ko raw cia. At kesyo wala daw tao sa kanila. .hay demanding ex.  Panu ksi, I just felt tired that day na tinatamad ako lumabas. Buti nlan sha na yung pumunta samen to get the things. Sabi niya ang slow ko daw dahl diko nrealize na 18 ung day nay un. At ang tamlay ko raw..tss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4373678748761606792?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4373678748761606792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4373678748761606792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4373678748761606792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4373678748761606792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/02/met-poy-on-18th.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-2142347510865803484</id><published>2007-02-17T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:51:31.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stumble and fall</title><content type='html'>for a month now, my weekends have been fully loaded with OTs, seminars, and other family-related activities. honestly, exhausted nako plus the fact that there something going on here in our section aside from the fact that deadline is near. pressure, pressure, pressure. i think this probably is the reason why i'm experiencing a headache everyday pagkagising ko pa lang.. tsk. go gaill, FIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-2142347510865803484?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/2142347510865803484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=2142347510865803484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2142347510865803484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2142347510865803484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/02/stumble-and-fall.html' title='stumble and fall'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-4000254123237760970</id><published>2007-02-14T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:58:12.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines!! wow, red day nga ba? ndi eh.. puyat ako sobra. Two days ba naman ako sa UP Fair. Monday was great. andame Cute and fuckyut. Boogie and Pochoy, mwahugs. disappointed nga lang dahil walang keso. ending band was Parokya ni Kamikazee. astig sobra. cute ni champ!had my henna tattoo sa left hand. hehe. pero bawal dito sa ofis. ..&lt;br /&gt;the theme was KAMI NAPO sila kaya bands that were there sang APO songs, i loved all the performances ..&lt;br /&gt;I was happy ksi Jay recognized the fact that if its not for UP, wala sial ngaun. correct nga naman ksi nung ndi pa sila sikat njan na ang mga iskolar ng bayan na nagmamahal sa kainla. (including me, as in watching them in all their gigs from mayrcis to down south)..&lt;br /&gt;tuesday kasama ko si rjay. pero d enjoy ksi antagal nu bamboo, umuwi na 2loy ako. Sol was there sa pony, shempre picturan.Thanks for the free entrance sol!! mwah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-4000254123237760970?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/4000254123237760970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=4000254123237760970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4000254123237760970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/4000254123237760970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-day.html' title='V-day'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWwwIAoljI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HCjVcJTxr0o/s200/IMG_0974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWwaIAoliI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k0Ku2MC7Uxs/s1600-h/IMG_0856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099676115940185634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWwaIAoliI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k0Ku2MC7Uxs/s200/IMG_0856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first Christmas party in my workplace. . ;p&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/7803467-2339905721013610057?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/2339905721013610057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=2339905721013610057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2339905721013610057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/2339905721013610057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-first-christmas-party-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BVaFpiIsbDM/RsWxf4AolkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YwkJ_dV-jDQ/s72-c/IMG_0732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-116658949417504903</id><published>2006-12-20T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T12:38:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good deed ;p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;had fun yesterday giving away gifts in Parañaque and Muntinlupa city hall..i loved the travelling itself. with me were MJ, kuya miko, and kuya ernie. also liked the structure of the city hall of the former ksi i felt like i was in a place which is less of a city and more of an urban place but with an atmosphere of a province. i missed tarlac.&lt;br /&gt;we were finished by lunch. i headed to landmark and bought some stuff for gifts and for myself. .UBOS and sweldo ko, dpa ko nakabilii ng gifts for my parents. waahh..problema to.&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/7803467-116658949417504903?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/116658949417504903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=116658949417504903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116658949417504903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116658949417504903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-deed-p.html' title='good deed ;p'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-116581268319143570</id><published>2006-12-11T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T12:51:23.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>movin to blogdrive by 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-116581268319143570?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/116581268319143570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=116581268319143570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116581268319143570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116581268319143570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/12/movin-to-blogdrive-by-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-116616809441813175</id><published>2006-12-09T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:34:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gathering ng batch namin. Location: Proj 4, Deric’s house. &lt;br /&gt;Goodness, ang bilis ko malasing. Yan tuloy, di man lang ang nakasama sunduin c Aryan at pasamba sa cubao. Sori arianne. At diko man lang nagawa ung promise ko na dun cla sa house tulog. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-116616809441813175?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/116616809441813175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=116616809441813175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616809441813175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616809441813175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/12/gathering-ng-batch-namin.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-116616797808648624</id><published>2006-11-30T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:32:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after office hours:&lt;br /&gt;1. Met with Kae in Glorietta, I was in rush coz Candy timed me only up to 7pm only.&lt;br /&gt;2. Naligaw pa si Kae,..in 20 minutes time, nakabili sha ng damit sa Landmark. Ang galing ko talaga magmadali. I gave her limit of P500, she had only gotten a hundred plus shirt. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;3. Had my hair cut in David’s Salon. I told them any hair style with that same length, just give me a great bangs. (rica p’s hehe)&lt;br /&gt;4. pagdating namen sa Enterprise(HSBC Building), mejo tipsy na ang aking mga officemates (MJ,Rica,Candy,Philip,Jesse,Armin,Carlo). So relaxing sana ang live sound dun, BUT, horrible nangyari samen. Candy had forgotten her fone on the first table where we were seated. Sayang, nagpicturan pa naman kme dun. &lt;br /&gt;5. Pero, tuloy pa rin kmi sa Saguijo. Haha. First Band: Locomotive, band composed of Wolf from Wolfgang, the one from Razorback, and another foreigner(andy ata). 2nd band, Urbandub. 3rd band,Dicta License, haiiii ang cute talaga ni Boogie at Pochoy. Last band, Pupil. Nasa labas nako ng pupil na ksi mejo diko naman gusto si Ely e. &lt;br /&gt;6. During the gimik, papa kept calling me, uwi na daw kami. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;7. Inabutan kami ng Bagyo. Pagdating sa haus around 3am, BROWNOUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-116616797808648624?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/116616797808648624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=116616797808648624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616797808648624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616797808648624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-office-hours-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-116616801958214451</id><published>2006-11-26T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:33:39.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mayrics</title><content type='html'>despite my ill-feeling, natuloy pa rin ako. Hehe. Past 9pm, I was having a 2nd thought ksi im no longer used to going out at that early without a company. Then kuya texted na baba daw ako ksi BD was there na pupunta din sa Mayrics. Buti na lang my kasama nako. Aba, wala akong kamalay-malay nagiinum pla cla Ino, DJ, Mark, Adrian sa baba. Ino commented na ang taba ko raw. Haha.. so was he. .&lt;br /&gt;Met with Ariane L. sa P. Noval. &lt;br /&gt;It was good to mingle with those familiar faces again. Almost all batches of ANSHS na naabutan ko were there, kanya-kanyang table. Sa table naming, my kamg-anak pla ako, si tawewen who was wasted na cimula pa lang. &lt;br /&gt;About the bands, I love Pentavia’s sound. ( yea, band drummed by Rambo). Then I learned that this angelic long hair guitarist-turned-devilish-as-he-played was the voice of Lei of Meteor Garden!! Hmm. Jad’s band also played. &lt;br /&gt;Isang buong jeep kami natulog kila kuya jek. . at hindi p kmi n2log, ksi habang nag-iinum sa baba ung iba, kwentuhan nman kmi nila arianne sa taas. &lt;br /&gt;Last, ang cute ni pong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-116616801958214451?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/116616801958214451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=116616801958214451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616801958214451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616801958214451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/11/mayrics.html' title='mayrics'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-116616804349307166</id><published>2006-11-21T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:34:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received Bonus and 13th month pay nila. Treat ako at si Katz ni Armin sa Pancake on lunch.  Thanks Armin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-116616804349307166?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/116616804349307166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=116616804349307166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616804349307166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616804349307166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/11/received-bonus-and-13th-month-pay-nila.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-116616806884434485</id><published>2006-11-11T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:34:28.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rica’s bday party in Marikina. &lt;br /&gt;Ganda ng session, a night of beer, videoki,cards, and hot seat. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-116616806884434485?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/116616806884434485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=116616806884434485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616806884434485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/116616806884434485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/11/ricas-bday-party-in-marikina.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-115548494475408362</id><published>2006-08-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:02:24.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Our room was a disaster for one whole week. Dumating si papa, at asa pa naging maayos ang kwarto diba. Sobrang busy niya almost everyday kaharap ang pc,gosh to the point na ung pc na mismo ang sumuko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took an exam in Eximius BPO in Ortigas together with Jinky. I wasn’t expecting that I would pass the test since I was not able to answer the last set, te proofreading part ksi nagtime na. Thanks God naipass ko pa! and I was the only one sa batch na nagexam ang pumasa. Sayang, Jinky didn’t make it. I was up for interview two days after. Actually, it was not an interview at all, the HR manager offered me to take the training that would start the week after. And she even said that I was the 6th on those hundreds of applicants who took the exam, and she was sold daw by the result. .shempre, I felt honored naman. So last Friday, I signed the training contract that will last for 4 weeks.  Hindi nako nagpunta sa scheduled exam ko sa HSBC though my father felt that HSBC is a good pick.&lt;br /&gt;            Friday mornig before going to Ortigas, I also had my medical examination for Allied Bank. The place was along Gil Puyat, as in lampas ng south super highway. Buti na lang di ako naligaw. .See, mejo playing safe ako, I have not totally declined the offer of Allied to be an employee on the bank. The starting pay is minimum plus the fact na the position I was assigned into, Credit Analyst, is supposedly for Accounting grads only. BTw, during the interview pa nga with the AVP of the Credit Dep and his subordinate, I was asked how many accounting subjects I took. E di I told the truth na three subjects lang tlaga. And he even asked if I know how to make cash flows. Pootek, making cash flows was the hardest part ata in my accounting courses. Tapos the  task also on that position is to basically make an analysis of the financial statements of its client companies. The position also entails a lot of field work. Hhmm, I would love to. But the atmosphere in the Credit Dep is actually male dominated. The interviewer even asked if that would be okay to me. Sabo ko naman, there’s no problem with me dealing with man since I am not prejudiced naman towards female. Haha. The AVP also asked if its okay for me to have a minimum pay. Kunyari sobrang idealistic naman aqo so I told him that my primary goal is to have experience at secondary lang talaga ang monetary needs. ( Which actually is not in my real life!).&lt;br /&gt;Going back to my medical exam. I did not bring with me my sample of urine and stool since I have my period that time so that was avalid excuse.The first thing that was examined on me is my blood!!! Waah, antakit tapos nakakagulat nung lumabas na yung dugo sa kamay ko..secod, was xray, shempre pinag-alis ako ng bra dun,wekeke. Third, the physical exam. The doctor was soo kind and she was always smiling. Mejo Chinese yung pagdeliver nya ng words. Mejo shy na naman ako ksi un inexamin ang aking private parts, haha. Bad news, underweight daw ako, so sobrang habang sermon ang sinabi sakin, na kumain daw ako ng protina..pero ambait nya talaga pramis. .the last thing I did was drug test. This time pwede ako magbigay ng urine sample kahit meron ako.. pero wait lang, kumusta naman diba, sinamahan pa ako nung isang girl na umihi sac r..antagal ko tuloy naihi, kakahiya ksi, tapos shempre my period pa ko nun.  Kunyari naman kumakanta sha..hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Civil Service..&lt;br /&gt;Took the computer-assited exam ng civil service last Aug 10. With me were Alona and Rio. .and yes, kahit 85.41% ako satisfied naman nako sa result kasi di naman talga ako nakapgreview. Antanga ko pa ha, yung ratio lang I could not convert sa % form??!! Mejo stagnant na talga mathematical ability ko, ahihi. Sad to say, Alona and Rio did make it. .sana next time makapasa na cla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aug 12&lt;br /&gt;Birthday ni Chino.. at bdy din pala ni Ms. Karen. .shempre punta kami ni kae kila te Ayi. . ako pa lang pinakainang bisita. Magluluto pa lang sit te Ayi ng chicken..tapos si Larks pla nagluto nung pasta. Sarap nga eh, the sauce was actually not made of beef nor pork but tuna!!! I liked the taste..Tpos pictyuran kami run, dami dumating na mga tga-baler per diko naabutan cla te avi..my greyhounds plang cd si chino, ung may apoy. Hehe la lang.. tapos nagtex c Jad galling sha ng Baler nag-aaya uminum, sayng, di ako nakasama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished doing the summary of the Senate Hearing regarding the situation in Lebanon..sarap gumawa ng abstract, parang I get to know the senators more through what they said in the hearing..i hope tama yung ginawa kong summary para ate ayie wont do much revisions. . around 8pm, I went to te Ayi’s haus to give the summary. Then nagdate kami sa SM San Lazaro, sarap ng kinain ko, chix, spag, pizza, Caesar salad ..sarap ng bonding session naming.. I love te ayi talga.. &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/7803467-115548494475408362?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/115548494475408362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=115548494475408362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115548494475408362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115548494475408362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-room-was-disaster-for-one-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-115270622169968742</id><published>2006-07-12T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:10:21.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/messy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/messy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rain is pouring on and off..then drizzling for once in a while - climate which encourages me to stay at home and to cuddle on my soft bed. Me, wakes up at9am or at 11, the latest. Me, with half-empty stomach listens to radio stations LSfm or love radio or the jazz station trying to make sense of the songs that suits my mood for the day. This is the normal me on these days.&lt;br /&gt;…with a messy tangled hair upon waking up and ends my late night by watching the dvd series which I borrowed. just look at that awful face :p&lt;br /&gt;…a text message from #11 just colors my day..and btw, today’s a special day. A month-long affair that developed from my summer escapade.&lt;br /&gt;…haah, reality bites&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/7803467-115270622169968742?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/115270622169968742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=115270622169968742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115270622169968742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115270622169968742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/07/rain-is-pouring-on-and-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-115260580944710123</id><published>2006-07-11T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:16:49.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/the%20asteeg%20family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/the%20asteeg%20family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/the%20palispis%20family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/the%20palispis%20family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;sharing the special moments of my kuya: during the pinning at UST church, and his graduation at Philamlife...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-115260580944710123?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/115260580944710123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=115260580944710123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115260580944710123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115260580944710123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/07/sharing-special-moments-of-my-kuya.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-115254012722534044</id><published>2006-07-10T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:49:11.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/200/ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“love can make even the most sensible person go ballistic at times”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this once from one of the dailies in BA lib..This is very much true to my life experience. .&lt;br /&gt;Got so many questions in my mind but could not compile them to one single paragraph..&lt;br /&gt;Am I not being sensible in the name of love when I try to give myself a little sense of hope that it will go back to normal as before – the love, the sweetness, the care?&lt;br /&gt;Am I ridiculous enough to feel that I was just being used even from the beginning ( which was obvious in the eyes of others), or am I just being blinded by love that I can’t help myself but to tolerate all those.&lt;br /&gt;…there’s no harm in waiting, waiting for the love to come back. Yet, sometimes, one has to consider that waiting in vain is not good at all especially if it’s a matter of impossibility. What is coming to me now is different. I was toyed by someone whom I gave my full trust. You know the feeling when your secret is revealed by the person you least expect to do it? I did not anticipate that this gonna happen. I deserve it. I never listen to warnings of my friends, of his family, and almost everyone around. Too much is enough. Got to move on whether I like it or not. How many times had I told myself to simply forget and start my life again yet I end up giving myself again to him. But it’s too much. I don’t know what reaction to feel when he himself bares his true attitude. I received foul words, threats, no thank you’s, no appreciation, lies, tanga ka, putang-ina mo, gago ka..awww. I could have endured that words but this is not what I have dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting for explanation why he is doing this to me&lt;br /&gt;Iwant him out of life&lt;br /&gt;I want to shed my last tears for him&lt;br /&gt;Enough for pains, enough for sentiments, enough enough&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy…without him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life could have been easy without him. maybe hes not meant for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-115254012722534044?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/115254012722534044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=115254012722534044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115254012722534044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115254012722534044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-can-make-even-most-sensible.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-115260011096912860</id><published>2006-07-07T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:41:50.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/07-11-06_1421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/200/07-11-06_1421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/07-11-06_1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/200/07-11-06_1420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/07-10-06_2023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/200/07-10-06_2023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/07-10-06_2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/200/07-10-06_2022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, I boxed all the stuffs that contain all my memories of X. I intend to return them back to him. Mabigat sa dibdib but I have to. It’s nonsense to treasure them pa given the circumstance.. For a relationship to work, give and take dapat. Siya, take lang ng take, inconsiderate. Manhid talaga. I wonder why his conscience is not working upon him, or has he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-115260011096912860?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/115260011096912860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=115260011096912860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115260011096912860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115260011096912860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-night-i-boxed-all-stuffs-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-115253985306676408</id><published>2006-07-03T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:59:40.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ewan ko bakit anko minamalas pagbalik ko ditto sa Manila..&lt;br /&gt;May malas lang sigurong taong nakadikit sa akin, hehe. I don’t wana pinpoint X..eto ba naman:&lt;br /&gt;- I lost my P500 sa fx. I was to apply for the Civil Service exam. I was in Sandiganbayan na when I noticed that I only have my remaining P600 in my pocket. Hell to my carelessness. Pagdating ko sa CSC I had to photocopy my valid ID pla. Eh available lang ang xeroxan outside the CSC office so I had to ride in a tricycle, and was charged P30. putek talga, it was only hundred steps away from the office.&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/7803467-115253985306676408?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/115253985306676408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=115253985306676408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115253985306676408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115253985306676408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/07/ewan-ko-bakit-anko-minamalas-pagbalik.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-115260086320180005</id><published>2006-06-18T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:54:23.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mojofly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Intro: A-E-D(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I think I'll go home now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;It's been the greatest day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Thank you for shedding life to my fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Throw me a wicked smile the one like yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;That threw me up and away to the evergreen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Refrain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Like a spiral staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Down I go losing every step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I sense an earthquake ILU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Don't even know how to say it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;When will it break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Today is gone but tomorrow will be okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Chorus:                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt; A-E-DM7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I'll wait another day....(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Morning awakes me I need a special plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;This very simple task I cannot overcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Hundreds of streets I roamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;In search of a perfect line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;But nothing I've found good enough for a boy like you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;(Repeat Rerain)(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Instrumental: F#m-E-DM7(2x)     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;         A-E-DM7(2x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Why I can never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;So strange extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Why I can never tell you soI must be dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Why I can never let this go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Can't stop this fun It must be done(Repeat chorus 4x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;try to listen to this song, it's perfectly cool..:p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/7803467-115260086320180005?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/115260086320180005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=115260086320180005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115260086320180005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/115260086320180005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-day-mojofly-intro-e-d2x-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-114053237546856989</id><published>2006-02-21T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:32:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;awww. it's been a while na pla..i miss blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so many extraordinary things happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh, i call it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIFE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-114053237546856989?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/114053237546856989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=114053237546856989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/114053237546856989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/114053237546856989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2006/02/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113241117919351132</id><published>2005-11-01T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:39:39.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/11-01-05_1823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/11-01-05_1823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these are my two cute nieces denise and alec..i'll miss them for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/11-01-05_1810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/11-01-05_1810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-113241117919351132?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113241117919351132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113241117919351132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113241117919351132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113241117919351132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/11/these-are-my-two-cute-nieces-denise.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113241075335949510</id><published>2005-11-01T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:32:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/tomb.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/tomb.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Considering that Maria Aurora’s cemetery is not fully developed manifested by no concrete roads can be passed by the visitors, a rainy Nov 1 is really not good to visit the place. But then, my family was able to visit Mamang’s tomb despite the weather. Bad thing the weather was also the reason why we could not go to Baler and visit Lolo Roman Palispis’ tomb. Non-stop rain plus cold wind equals just staying on mamang’s place while watching my two other grannies and uncle edong playing tong-it! But we also had an adventure walking on muddy water above our ankles when we put flowers to other tombstones! You can imagine how irky our feelings were with the thought the mud coming from inside the graveyard. Scary hehe.&lt;br /&gt;At night, we ate pansit in Auntie Darlene’s house. And yes, my two cute nieces, Denise and Alec played with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-113241075335949510?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113241075335949510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113241075335949510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113241075335949510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113241075335949510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113241012474164849</id><published>2005-11-01T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:22:04.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/11-05-05_1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/11-05-05_1257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/11-05-05_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/11-05-05_1258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ginamit namin panggala car ni uncle Jun. Ako, si arianne, si kaye, at si kuya ronron. Puntang Baler, tambay sa dagat while eating banana chips, sound trip, puntang Sta lucia. Nagbuko kami kila uncle Sergio. Sarap!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pix are my cousins Arianne and kuya ronron. Taken at Sabang beach inside the car&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-113241012474164849?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113241012474164849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113241012474164849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113241012474164849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113241012474164849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/11/road-trip-day.html' title='road trip day!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113240951605908491</id><published>2005-10-30T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:11:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Punta sha ulit sa bahay!! Yay! Nag-church muna sha sa SVF and yun. Since dina kami pwede gumala sa Maria kasi may nakakita daw sa kanya na taga-diaat, sa baler kami pumunta. Tambay sa dagat. Ang sarap! Tumakas lang kami, hehe. pinapapunta kasi kami sa sementeryo ni papa para tumulong maglinis. Yoko nga!!&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/7803467-113240951605908491?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113240951605908491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113240951605908491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240951605908491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240951605908491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/punta-sha-ulit-sa-bahay-yay-nag-church.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113240922704860900</id><published>2005-10-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:07:07.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/10-27-05_1643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/10-27-05_1643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Masaya tong araw na to. ganito yun, twas lunch and I was preparing our lunch when somebody was looking for me daw. Si mama ang nakasagot. And it was Manuel daw. Nasa court daw sha. Twas Galam the tomboy who went to house. I was so surprised!!! Umuulan pa naman nun. Nagpasama ako kay kaye para pumunta sa court. At binilin nila mama na papuntahin ko sa bahay. But he did not. He just gave me a bracelet. Pero mapilit talaga sila mama kaya bumalik ako sa court para tawagin cila. Kaye cooked our lunch. Then we spent the whole afternoon kwentuhan, nuod tv, kain. Galam bought cheese stick and coke libre ni tol hehe. Wala sobrang namiss ko sha. At diko na naman nagawa ang plano ko na makpagbreak. He wanted to stay until night kaso I was shy to tell mama. Kaya yun, dapat magdadagto kaso pangit talga yung weather! And hay, umuwi sha ng diaat na naglalakad! Umuulan pa naman nun!! Kunsyensya tuloy ako&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/7803467-113240922704860900?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113240922704860900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113240922704860900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240922704860900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240922704860900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/masaya-tong-araw-na-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113240854707237305</id><published>2005-10-25T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:55:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bday ni Jad. Waah din na naman ako nakapunta! Nagalit na ata si Enjel kasi di ako nakakareply. Wa load eh. Just spent my afternoon with Arianne (my cousin) and with Agaton. Ang taba ni Agot!! Hahaha. Punta muna kami house nila, wala daw sha dun,buti na lang nasalubong naming sha nung pauwi na kami. I bought some lumpiang shmaghai for him. Tumambay kami sa simbahan, kumain at nagkwentuhan ng mga love problems! Hehe. Then we went to Daniel’s house. Para kunin ko yung pinatago ko sa kanya. Antagal nya, nagbasketbol. Buti na lang andun si kuya jeroin with his gf. Tawanan habang naghihintay! Agot was even in the mood teasing Arianne. He got one of arian’es slippers while arianne got his ring given by his gf daw. Gantihan sila! Then Daneil arrived tapos naubos na pla nya yung kukunin ko!! Heck! Tapos sabi nya mag-papiknik daw ulit kami!! Adoy! And when we headed home, poor arianne, her another feet was slipper-less! We even spent few minutes sa house, I made a juice for them. Papa even talked to Agot, asked him how he was! Tol texted, but it must be Sol.&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/7803467-113240854707237305?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113240854707237305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113240854707237305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240854707237305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240854707237305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/bday-ni-jad.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113240849501487547</id><published>2005-10-23T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:54:55.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rest day! Nag-church kami and wow, nakakapagtaka at madami nagsimba nung hapon. Dati naman hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-113240849501487547?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113240849501487547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113240849501487547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240849501487547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240849501487547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/rest-day-nag-church-kami-and-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113240832702183804</id><published>2005-10-19T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:52:07.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/plaza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/plaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct 21&lt;br /&gt;Kita kami nila Ametys and Joyce and had some fun telling stories. Tomorrow would be joy’s bday and we bought ng handa nya! I’m supposed to go to Baler nag-aaya si Jad mamangka daw at mag-inum. Nakabihis nako, nakapagpaalam na at nakahingi na ng pamasahe ewan ba at bigla ako tinamad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct 22&lt;br /&gt;Twas Joyce’s bday!! Could not go to her house for some personal reasons kaya what happened was Joyce went sa bayan, brought a buko salad, and we ate the salad with airene sa plasa till night. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pix is here with the isaw break th following days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-113240832702183804?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113240832702183804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113240832702183804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240832702183804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240832702183804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/then.html' title='then...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-113240799062896079</id><published>2005-10-16T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:46:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uwian na</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At last, I once again smelled the cold wind of the province! Ang sarap! Then I saw the sunset behind a mountain when the bus was passing Bgy. Malasin. It felt so gooood! I wanted to take pix of that scene but the bus was so fast.&lt;br /&gt;            Nakasabay din namin pala si Varian sa Five-star. And well, his tattoo was completed. Everytime I see Varian, he reminds me of iyan,hahaha! He gave me a bracelet, a simple accessory but was too big for me. With him was a paint. He was planning to enjoy his sembreak daw painting and painting. That paint was for Jad daw but I insisted na akin na lang. Pumayag sha and promised me he would bring the paint to house that night, ginagawa pa kasi yung wheels nila sa Cab. Sad to say, di nya nadala. Heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-113240799062896079?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/113240799062896079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=113240799062896079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240799062896079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/113240799062896079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/uwian-na.html' title='uwian na'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112947999588585105</id><published>2005-10-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:26:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three girls out kami today (mama,kae,ako). First destination: Greenhills. Andami pa naming pinagplanuhan kung pano sumakay, in the end nagtaxi lang din kami. Anu ba nabili ko? Well, cloth na belt sa unica hija (P75), usb ng fone q (P600) wherein nakipag-away pa talaga si mama, bracelet(P180), Toblerone. Nagtitipid talaga ako kasi I’ll lend my money to toot. By noon, nasa Megamol na kami, lunched out sa Pizza Hut at magshop..Gosh, si mama supermega shopping!!! 10 pants ata nabili nya sa herbench!! Ako: bracelet ulet sa Egg(p40 Sale dati P75), shirt with free necklace(180), pore strip(P60) ect.etc. yay, ang tipid ko!!! Kudos gaill!! Pero ang sakit ng paa ko!!!!&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/7803467-112947999588585105?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112947999588585105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112947999588585105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112947999588585105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112947999588585105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/three-girls-out-kami-today-mamakaeako.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112947981578802375</id><published>2005-10-15T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:23:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing exciting today except that tol contacted me(nakakagulat). I was in the mood pa man din of setting him free..pero balik sa dati&lt;br /&gt;Punta kami ni Kae sa sm north at ni to fetch mama who was coming from the province. Nakakatuwa kasi I I bought a big guava sa may footbridge worth P25. Sobrang laki, diko tuloy naubos. The whole time na tumambay kami ni kae paikot-ikot sa north kinakain ko yun.&lt;br /&gt;Nasa SM din pala yung spongecola that time. Kaye hates the band. One thing I hate about her is she loves dissing off bands, which for me is bad. Syempre lahat ng banda may kanya-kanyang style. Kung ayaw nya better not say bad words against them diba? Para di pa nagkakasala. Enweys, everyone is entitled to his opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Dumating si mama, at aba, inuna pa ang ukay-ukay sa gilid. Wheew, ukay2 is somewhat addicting,huh.&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/7803467-112947981578802375?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112947981578802375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112947981578802375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112947981578802375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112947981578802375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/nothing-exciting-today-except-that-tol.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112923066104835174</id><published>2005-10-14T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T03:11:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;myself today: &lt;em&gt;PAGOD&lt;/em&gt;. as in. We just had an overnight at Abi's house to finish the financial study of feasib. 2-3 hours of sleep then tuloy ulit. Nakakapanghina lalo na ta my mga taong iniisip ka, then di pa ako inspired.&lt;br /&gt;Met with Eb sa Sm before heading to Fairview. Sa Figaro ko sila pinuntahan kasi with her were Mary and Franco. The setting was so romantic, Mary could not admit her feelings. Sayang. Franco treated us ice cream nang pauwi na, but nothing final really happened bet. them. While walking away from annex, Franco was telling me he was going home sa Pangasinan that afternoon, teasing me if my bilin ako for my boyfriend. Sabi ko kiss na lang. haha. But then , i also said na he's not there right now but in Aurora with her another gf.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos while doing our paper, may times that Eb and i would talk about him. sabi nya, kung ganito nangyayari sakin, then better let go. Parang she has a point. Ewan ko talaga. 2 days di sha nagttex. kakabadtrip pa, he would text me na magreply ako tapos di naman nya mababasa kasi lagi sha unattended..tsk.tsk. this relationship is going nowhere but to trash.:(&lt;br /&gt;After printing a 40+page paper, punta na kami sa UP kahit sobrang lakas ng ulan. Abi drove soooo fast. Katakot! lakas pa man din ng ulan. Overtake lagi ng cars. hehe&lt;br /&gt;pagdating sa haus around 3.30, slept until 10.30, hehe. bawi to!! nakalimuan ko tuloy na inaya ko pala si jad mag-inum ngayun.&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/7803467-112923066104835174?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112923066104835174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112923066104835174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112923066104835174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112923066104835174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/myself-today-pagod.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112897052202204470</id><published>2005-10-11T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T02:58:55.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;may kwento lang ako ulet..sometimes in September- the day na we (tol and i) were caught by his dad while walking so sweet. Sa haus nila, i chanced to see Queso perform in the Global Battle of the Bands. Sayang nga e, natalo sila ng Valley of Chrome!! wee. The judges must have been living in a naive world of music. Ewan ko pero this is a big shame for Queso kasi naman sumali pa sila.&lt;br /&gt;...nweys, yun nga. After few months of not seeing Ian, dami na pla nagbago sa kanya! Dreadlocks na sha! astig talaga. at un, cute pa rin sha.&lt;br /&gt;..i was with tol while watching them, ayaw nya yung type ng song nila Ian. Okay lang. Mas love ko naman sha kesa kay ian eh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;...tapos eto ung latest pic ni ian na nkita ko sa net:astig.astig.astig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/xanga_keso_ian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/xanga_keso_ian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112897052202204470?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112897052202204470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112897052202204470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112897052202204470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112897052202204470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/may-kwento-lang-ako-ulet.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112896910372384112</id><published>2005-10-11T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T02:31:43.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to understand yourself better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;JANUARY:Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive . Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very Stubborn and money cautious.________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;FEBRUARY:Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MARCH:Attractive personality. sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody._________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;APRIL:Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. moving Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. sexy in a way that only their lover can see._________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MAY:Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift._________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;JUNE:Easy to talk to. Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone* always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. one guy/girl kind of person. Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. loves music. pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn._______________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;JULY:Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. hot. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover._________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;AUGUST:outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. no self control. kind hearted. self confident. loud and boisteroius. VERY revengeful. easy to get along with and talk to. has an "everything's peachy" attitude. loves screaming, talking and singing. loves music. daydreamer. easily distracted. loves to flirt. hates being left out. hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. loves to be loved. hates studying. in need of "that someone". longs for freedom. rebellious whe withheld or restricted. lives by "no pain no gain" caring. always a suspect. playful. mysterious. "charming" or "beautiful" to a specail person. stubborn. courious. independent. strong willed. a fighter._________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SEPTEMBER:Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal and always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves sports, leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic. Sexy but has brains._________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OCTOBER:Loves to chat. Gets along with everyone, and has a great personality. Has an awesome sense of humor and can take a joke. Loves those who loves them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly.Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart._________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;NOVEMBER:Trustworthy and loyal.Very compassionate and caring.Wild at times.Knows how to have fun.Sexy and mystertious.Everyone is drwan towards your inner and outter beauty.Playful, secretive.Very emotional and takes alot to make angry.Meets new people easily.Fearless and ingependent.Can hold their own.Stands out in a crowd.Gets jealous easily.Essentially very smart____________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DECEMBER:Loyal and generous. SEXY. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Beauty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Changing person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112896910372384112?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112896910372384112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112896910372384112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112896910372384112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112896910372384112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-understand-yourself-better.html' title='to understand yourself better...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112896671069702837</id><published>2005-10-11T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:56:49.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Octoberfest na!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/octfest.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/octfest.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just in Case :p you wanna enjoy your sembrek with loads of bands,beers, and beauties; here are the choices:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd FRIDAY OF OKTOBERFEST Friday, October 14, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;GREENHILLS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UTURN, WINGS S, PAOLO SANTOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;STA. LUCIA - CAINTA:&lt;strong&gt;PIDO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;METROWALK:&lt;strong&gt;IMAGO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;BLUE WAVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VELCRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;STAR MALL - LAS PINAS:&lt;strong&gt;UTURN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GATEWAY:&lt;strong&gt;PAOLO SANTOS, PIDO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDSA CENTRAL:&lt;strong&gt;KJWAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASTWOOD:&lt;strong&gt;THE DAWN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEGAMALL:&lt;strong&gt;JIMMY BONDOC, THOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTRAMUROS:&lt;strong&gt;UPDHARMADOWN, RADIOACTIVE SAGO PROJECT, JUAN PABLO DREAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd SATURDAY OF OKTOBERFEST Saturday, October 15, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MEGAMALL:CUESHE&lt;br /&gt;EASTWOOD:SESSION ROAD&lt;br /&gt;INTRAMUROSIMAGO, VELCRO&lt;br /&gt;BLUE WAVE:MOCHA, PAOLO SANTOS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;GREENHILLS:THOR&lt;br /&gt;GATEWAY:DICE &amp; K9&lt;br /&gt;STA. LUCIA - CAINTA:SESSION ROAD&lt;br /&gt;METROWALK:WINGS S,UTURN, PAOLO SANTOS&lt;br /&gt;STAR MALL - LAS PINAS:UPDHARMADOWN, RADIOACTIVE SAGO PROJECT, JUAN PABLO DREAM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;EDSA CENTRAL:PAOLO SANTOS, WINGS S&lt;br /&gt;GATEWAY:CUESHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;4th FRIDAY OF OKTOBERFEST Friday, October 21, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;STA.LUCIA - CAINTA:MOJOFLY&lt;br /&gt;INTRAMUROS&lt;br /&gt;GREENHILLS:JIMMY BONDOC, MOJOFLY&lt;br /&gt;BLUE WAVE:JIMMY BONDOC, NATURAL HIGH&lt;br /&gt;EASTWOOD:IMAGO&lt;br /&gt;MEGAMALL:WINGS S, PIDO, SESSION ROAD&lt;br /&gt;EDSA CENTRAL:DICE &amp;amp; K9, VELCRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th SATURDAY OF OKTOBERFEST Saturday, October 22, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;EASTWOOD:CUESHE&lt;br /&gt;INTRAMUROS:MOJOFLY&lt;br /&gt;GREENHILLS:THE DAWN&lt;br /&gt;GATEWAY:THOR&lt;br /&gt;STA. LUCIA - CAINTA&lt;br /&gt;METROWALK:MOCHA, VELCRO&lt;br /&gt;EDSA CENTRAL:NYOY VOLANTE&lt;br /&gt;BLUE WAVE:WINGS S, UTURN, ESCAPE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112896671069702837?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112896671069702837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112896671069702837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112896671069702837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112896671069702837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/octoberfest-na.html' title='Octoberfest na!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112888720747318336</id><published>2005-10-10T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T03:53:00.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/1600/miguel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1818/499/320/miguel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chatting with miggy of chicosci right now.. hehe..eto yun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Show Recent Messages (F3)&lt;br /&gt;miggy: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: how's life? any gig? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: ok naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: gig now? wala....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ahh..insomniac ka lang cguro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: haha yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: migz, can i ask you a personal thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: nasubukan mo na pong mabroken-heart? miggy: of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: pano ka nkarecover? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: uhh...nagsulat ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: eh yung confused ka kun ano b talaga lagay ng rleaionship nyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: is it inherent sa guys na makipag-fling? sori po sa questions ko, wala kasi ak ib makausap this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: di namn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: not all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: kw po ganun? hehe just asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: minsan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ah, guys can't resist temptations kahit committed na cla?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: not all tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: that hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: sana girls can do that too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: girls do it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: minimal siguro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: kahit na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: unfair naman diba kun guys lan ang accepted na ganun. i wish wala na lan sa both guys and girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: yeah, in a perfect world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ahh shit, the songs on air make me tearful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: nu po gawa mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: wala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: is it olryt na magdemand ang girl sa bf nya na mgparamdam o mgtx kahit once in a day, or that's too possessive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: if you have to demand pa, then there's something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: somethng wrong sa part ng guy dahil diman lan sha ngttx?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: sa relationship &lt;em&gt;( i cried unconrollably with this reply)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ang tanga lang tlaga cguro ako na magtiis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: wat if you just cant let go of the one you love so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: uhhh...ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: then don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: kahit ginagago lang talga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: hay nako, let go na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: sana perfect lang talga ang world noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: uh-huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: pero boring yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: yup but when u're in a situation na sobrang sakit, you'd wish that.. ur lucky nga po kasi you all hav d asset para di mangyari sayo un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: hahah right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: katulad na lan ng sis ko. she likes u very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: pero she's trying to forget you kasi impossible daw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: uhhh....ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: r u working? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: earnings mo all come from the band's performance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: my plan ka mgwork?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: yeah i guess haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: what field?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: dunno yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: corporate world na lang..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: i can imagine you in a corporate attire pero may tato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: gusto mo magbusiness na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: nu po age mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: yay!! ang bata mo pa pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: pero dami mo na achievements. astig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: naks!!! salamat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: di naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: sana pagkagraduate ko maging ganyan din ako.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: bum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: lagi ko nkkita bandmate mo pag wednesdays nagprapraktis ng instrument nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: si yug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ung dreadlocks ata na hindi..dunno his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: e kaw nu trip mo pag umaga and u've nothing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: uy, artist in blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: penge naman ako memorabilia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: my bayad ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: like what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: hehe..yung mga dinodrwang mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: uhh pwede rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ano usual subject ng drawings mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: vampires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: yay! scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: may idea ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: kun ano pde mo maging busness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: whut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: tayo ka ng galery then sell your artworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: nyak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: as if may bibili haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: you hav to capitalize sa talents mo..hehe. uy penge ako ha.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: oki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: may kilala k bang trina boromeo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: nope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: vox daw sha ng band din?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: bk nanloloko lang ung frend ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: aba ewan haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: sori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: k lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: migy nakakatuwa la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: kala ko snob ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: kalog k dn pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: haha ako pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: nyek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: bt k pla ngpagupit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: la lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: la lang..mron pla nun hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: oo naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: mgplaplay ba kayo octfest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: buti na lan.kasi di ako naman ako manonod ng octfest.hehe.sembrek na yippee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: stil ther?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: yeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: dami ka k-ym no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: di naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: hihi..aminin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: di noh....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: my pix k d2 nksave sa pc. nka upo ka sa bedroom tpos my girl ata..hehe san yun? uy!!miggy: haha di babae yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ah bakla? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: di noh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: one of the kjwan boys yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: yan un..hehe &lt;em&gt;(sent the pix here&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: basta kjwan yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: niloloko mo naman ak e..girl yun eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: di talaga promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: otei..cge na nga niwala na ak.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: ngek nang-iwan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: nooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: nu gawa mo now asyd from chatting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: downloading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: wait lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: oki doki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: oi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: tapos na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: mgdwnlod?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: i gotta go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: nu un?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: otei po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaill: talamat..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy: ingat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;miggy has declined your file transfer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.....di nakita yung smileys..sayang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7803467-112888720747318336?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112888720747318336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112888720747318336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112888720747318336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112888720747318336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-chatting-with-miggy-of-chicosci.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112879484967545261</id><published>2005-10-09T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T02:07:29.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yey!! i just had my last exam for this sem this morning. Exam in Finance was, i would say, a lot lot easier than i expected. It was just like a quiz, True or False and multiple choice. Sir Suiza, you're such an angel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, we had a short meeting for feasib about the financial study of our business. After that, Avril, Rica, Abi and I lunched out in SM North. and hey, i chanced to see Cojo sa jeep. Yun, we had a chitchat and then parted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mejo i was not in the mood eating, Tol informed me he would be going to Maria tomorrow. Ewan, but naiinis ako and i feel jealous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, i just came from Mayrics. With me were Jad, Madel, and Varian. I just miss going out with those guys, watching gigs, and getting my eyes sored with the smoke-full Mayrics! met with the lovers at ministop, P. noval. they were some kinda late, but it was fine. Then Varian followed. Guess what, he just had a tattoe on his arm. It was not yet completed, no shadings were made yet.I could see the reddish clear surface of his arm. Awww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the night was about the &lt;em&gt;Bitches and Whore thing&lt;/em&gt;. And the bands- all the vox were girls. Fusebox,whorelock, dami eh. could not remember the names. asitgas talaga, ang galing mag-growl boses lalaki. i like the song "switch" of Fusebox. astig yung synthesizer.haha! Varian brought his videocam and yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112879484967545261?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112879484967545261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112879484967545261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112879484967545261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112879484967545261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/yey-i-just-had-my-last-exam-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112896495329323911</id><published>2005-10-03T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:22:33.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;uhh, i like this song kasi dun sa title nya. Parang daming possible connotations sa pwedeng kasunod nya. Like where i'm going right now. Aasa pa rin til i hear it from him that everything is over between us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Til I Hear It From You lyrics  (Gin Blossoms)&lt;/strong&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't ask&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;They shouldn't have told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;At first i'd laugh, but now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's sinking in fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Whatever they've sold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;i don't want to take advice from fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;I'll just figure everything is cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Until i hear it from you&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;The memory's faded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Who gets what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's likely they're just jealous and jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well maybe i don't want to take advice from fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;I'll just figure everything is cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Until i hear it from youUntil i hear it from you&lt;br /&gt;I can't let it get me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Or break up my train of thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;As far as i know, nothing's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Until i hear it from you&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking about not living without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Outside looking in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Til we're talking about it, not stepping around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Maybe i don't want to take advice from fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;I'll just figure everything is cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Until i hear it from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112896495329323911?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112896495329323911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112896495329323911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112896495329323911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112896495329323911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/uhh-i-like-this-song-kasi-dun-sa-title.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112879586105082866</id><published>2005-10-01T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T02:24:21.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oct 1&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy today!! At last, i've been freed from this stuff that kept me worried for two weeks. yes! it's negative. Meaning i don't have to do bad decisions in case it's positive. Tol and I had been talking about this since last night. After the test, i just informed him the good news. hehe. And yun, he was sining again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112879586105082866?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112879586105082866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112879586105082866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112879586105082866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112879586105082866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/10/oct-1-im-happy-today-at-last-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112758381995415045</id><published>2005-09-25T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T01:43:39.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr merrera, lakas ng trip mo. ako pa ang napagtripan mo.&lt;br /&gt;salamat na lang:&lt;br /&gt;1 for acting like you care&lt;br /&gt;2. sa lahat ng binigay mo (perfume, jacket,fruits,foods,letters) balik ko yung iba pag nakita kita&lt;br /&gt;good luck na lang sa basketbol, sa LAE Review, sa tagalaguna at taga diaat.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for intruding your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112758381995415045?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112758381995415045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112758381995415045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112758381995415045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112758381995415045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/09/mr-merrera-lakas-ng-trip-mo.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112758288679092856</id><published>2005-09-25T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T01:28:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. just yesterday i feel LOVED. now i feel bitter. im feeling so bad now. damn to people who are so careless and dumb. Go to hell to guys who know nothing but to play with life, with others. god damn, nasa moshpit na naman ako nakikipag giyera sa di malamang elemento! Is this a result of being naive of what love is? i must admit, ako ang nagmukang nangaagaw but i DONT DESERVE na gaguhin lang. for God's sake, i genuinely care and love you man but ganito ang lagi ang kapalit? Is loving always comes with crying? i don't think so. So many things happened the past i say wonderful 3 months. I totally lost my control, gave up my past lifestyle, gave myself in whole and this and that. tangina, sana lang nagiingat kung gagawa ng kalokohan. &lt;strong&gt;i feel BULLIED&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Karma travels faster than light. &lt;/em&gt;kung nakakarma ako ngayon, i'll accept it but it's really not fair! Hindi ko alam na magulo ang sitwasyon. i relied on your words. Sana lang totoo na lahat. I don't want to think that the past 3months were just a pure tryout. Thanks to you kasi you awakened me that you might just love bullying others, UNconsciuosly or not. Don't worry, i'll just let time heals this wound and i'll make a revenge. Diman sayo tol pero sa iba. Kung gamitan lang lahat sorry na lang ako at nagpakatanga ako. haha. im not having any self-pity now, i just feel hurt and bitter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pero i still wish maayos pero not now. Malabo ang mundo. i'm giving you back to where you belong before. imposible talagang nagkamali ka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks sa 3 months na effort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112758288679092856?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112758288679092856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112758288679092856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112758288679092856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112758288679092856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-denial.html' title='in denial'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112750490612945146</id><published>2005-09-24T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T03:48:26.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tol</title><content type='html'>The past week was another week to remember. Thanks to my TOL . i love you so much!!! kiss!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112750490612945146?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112750490612945146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112750490612945146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112750490612945146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112750490612945146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/09/tol.html' title='tol'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112594055835483195</id><published>2005-08-06T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T01:15:58.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haggardness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Week 1 (Aug 1-7)&lt;br /&gt;This week started my hell week taking into account my feasib subject and the like. On Thursday, we started our survey for our target market in feasib. We divided the group into two, ours was tasked on Katipunan area and Libis. The whole day right after m y econ class, we stayed along Katips giving out survey questionnaires. grbeh, it was an exhausting activity. Plus the fact that I was interrogated by the manager of National bookstore twice. They thought I was copying the prices of the supplies then the second time she said we should’ve asked permission from them. There were so many instances that we needed permission like in the coffee shop. McDo and Jollibee were the places we got more people w/o needing permission from the management. Tapos, additinional hassle pa was that I have no money. Tss. The only thing that compensated our tired bodies and powerless mind were the cute guys there. Most of our respondents were Atenista and Miriam people. dami cute, as in. Added problem was that while tambaying in Starbucks (abi’s friend fr Miriam helped us)tol texted me that his dad was having a operation daw on his eyes. I wish I was there to console  him talaga. Then mama also texted me last night that papa symptoms like that of mamang my granny before she was diagnosed to have a cancer. It was like I was bombarded with heavy external factors that I did not know what to prioritize first.&lt;br /&gt;            The next day we went to Libis, take note TWICE ha.. the weather has been so cold and bad for few days now that it was hard to stay outside the BA building. then there was a small dispute between the members of our subgroup for some reasons. We had to ride taxi since no PUV pass on our destination. Umuulan-ulan pa talaga kaya ang hirap talaga. We did most of our surveys in Cybermall and McDo. Btw, there was this sweethearts where the guy was cute talaga. His eyes reminded me of Iyan. Then he asked us about our stuff, hehe. We also had a time trying the free shuttle inside Eastwood. It was like the ”Ikot” of UP, yun nga lang it is free.  Then we had to go back to UP to attend our finance, and bad trip talaga kasi wala pala si sir!!! Hay naku, hanap muna kami classmates na pwede sana makihitch kaso out of the way lagi sila kaya ayun taxi na lang ulet. Sabi nga nila Rica, magboyfriend daw kami ng may car para dina mahirapan,hehe. On our second round, mas madami pa ata pag-gala naming sa lahat ata ng establishments dun. Jessica Soho was also there doing a field report,eh? In Starbucks, Rica and Eb bought Cofee Latte’ and Mocha ekek ata. I did not kasi la na ako pam pasahe kung nagkataon, besides sama talga effect sakin ng coffee.&lt;br /&gt;            Saturday, our feasib group met in Starbucks with a statistician to assist us with our survey results. Shacks, jahe talaga I was 1 hour late, kasi 1 hr late yung watch ko. After our analyst have gone, we did the sorting of the surveys. Di ulet ako bumili ng coffee instead brownies na lang, bite-size sha pero ang mahal.waah.. 7:30pm na ata ako nakauwi nun&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/7803467-112594055835483195?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112594055835483195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112594055835483195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112594055835483195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112594055835483195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/08/haggardness.html' title='haggardness'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112308600343841162</id><published>2005-08-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T00:20:03.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/acpalispis/up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/acpalispis/up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justice Secretary hits UP this time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to react on this article I have read in one of the dailies two days ago. Secretary Gonzalez has been attacking PGMA’s critics in the&lt;em&gt; most absurd way&lt;/em&gt;. First, his remarks to Former President Aquino – that she better mind her own daughter Kris Aquino instead of the affairs of the nation. Second, he calls UP Diliman students as a “haven for people who seek the downfall of the government”. On the latter, Gonzalez called for the review of the UP Charter because the university should teach students to be &lt;em&gt;“lawful”&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;“not to incite people to sedition”.&lt;/em&gt; He also added that students “should be moderate in campaigning against the administration because the university and the students’ tuition are being funded by the government.&lt;br /&gt;He is making this brickbat because a large group of protesters who joined the Anti-Arroyo protest actions come from UP Diliman campus. Actually, I am neither a pro nor anti-GMA because as of now I still want to analyze things first and look on both sides of the coin before making a side. Why do I say that his reasoning is absurd?&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I see nothing wrong with UP students joining rallies. In fact, UP houses a lot of activist organizations from the immemorial. Such collective actions even validates that UP students are not just in pursuit of excellence but also socially responsive citizens. Protests are happening because there is something wrong on the governance, that there are inevitable clashing forces in our nation. Of course, everyone should not remain silent about the wrong system. UP students are not fault-finders on every government that they want to topple each and every administration. It’s just that voicing out their grievances on the streets and not only in moderate ways like lobbying are the only feasible ways to be heard out. I think it is better that way than to remain tactless and callous on our surroundings. Whay would happen on a nation when the people just allow things to happen that way and totally penetrate the system badly? That would be DISASTRUOS! Filipinos should remain progressive in all aspects of their lives especially if they are significant part in making the bulk of decisions of the government. I must admit, I don’t sound too progressive presently.&lt;br /&gt;Second, I feel antagonized what Justice Sec say that we should be moderate in campaigning against the administration because the university and the students’ tuition are being funded by the government. Duh? Does he know what he is saying? That’s the point nga eh, UP is subsidized by the government, it is therefore but just to repay the Filipino people. What UP students are doing are for the good of the society. We are “iskolar ng bayan”, our tuition fees are heavily funded by the Filipino taxes, so dapat lang na makialam tayo sa mga nangyayari, hindi puro acads lang. Besides, iskolar ng bayan has the point in increasing subversive acts since UP has been experiencing budget cut for few years now. with the rising expenditures, the budget has been insufficient to acquire better facilities and to better compensate professors. A big chunk of the national budget is apportioned to other services like debt financing thus abandoning the “government responsibility” to value education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112308600343841162?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112308600343841162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112308600343841162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112308600343841162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112308600343841162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/08/justice-secretary-hits-up-this-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112301333393917166</id><published>2005-08-03T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:17:42.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>traffic dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, well, well. For the first time in my first sem i was caught in a traffic jam!! 7pm ended my class today. It was unusually cold and rainy. hehe. the funny thing was during my last class, loud thunders made the cars on the parking lot react. It was totally noisy, but the Prof. did not care at all, eh? On my way, i just realized that i've been an hour in the jeep but still along Quezon Ave not passing EDSA. I could not imagine how traffic it was! Usad-pagong talaga dahil sa ulan. The driver got mad that he rerouted to East Ave through Agham Road. and Fuckshit, i thought things would go smoothly, but heck, it was another bump-to-bump. Hindi pa naman din ako nageenjoy travel that time kasi excited na ako i-rip ung mga CDs that i borrowed plus i wanted to text my tol, coz i was missing him badly. i have not texted him for a while. I could see along EDSA how bunch of people were stuck on on the streets. So, as soon as i saw the MRT Quezon Ave Station, i walked na lang instead of waiting. Andaming tao! Pero madami rin sasakyan. it was like cars and jeepneys mushroomed in an instant in all the highways of Metro Manila. I was bombarded that i acted swiftly. Talagang nakikipagunahan ako sumakay kasi punuan talaga. It was past 9 when i got to Banawe. Haha, i thought iwas the only one experiencing this worst scenario of traffic, HINDI pla! nakasabay ko si Kaye pauwi. In her case, she was two hours trapped just along Espana! She experienced worst than i since i was only about 3 hours late but she was more than that. Wheew, Metro life always come with such irritating circumstances. I just have to learn coping with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112301333393917166?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112301333393917166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112301333393917166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112301333393917166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112301333393917166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/08/traffic-dilemma.html' title='traffic dilemma'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112274684540682799</id><published>2005-07-31T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T02:07:25.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute to cat lovers, but i am not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/acpalispis/catsworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/acpalispis/catsworld.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am not a cat- lover but i knew some pips who are addicted to taking care of cats. well, if only i could have as lovely and as kissable as those cats on the right, i'm willing to have one. hehe. Cats here in our compound are not that at all. they're exactly the opposite- dirty and noisy cats which keep on looking for foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803467-112274684540682799?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112274684540682799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112274684540682799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112274684540682799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112274684540682799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/07/tribute-to-cat-lovers-but-i-am-not.html' title='tribute to cat lovers, but i am not'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803467.post-112274515062896627</id><published>2005-07-31T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T01:39:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess what, I woke up as early as 9:30 this morning despite the fact that I was awake til the wee hours of the morning. I slept around 4:30am. Looks like i haven’t lost my energy. After washing clothes, I started reading the Econ to start my homework. I asked for kuya Peter’s help about my homework since he is a CPA, I assumed he knew the monetary policies and bank reserves stuffs. After doing the reading-and-understanding, Kay and I went to quezon Ave to withdraw money, buy Hany choconut, and had some ukay-ukay. Had I resisted Kay’s suggestion to drop by the ukay store, I would not have my pretty pants today. Hehe. I bought a black pant that really fits me. and it’s as cheap as P100!! Actually, I fell in love with 3 pants but the other two are too fit daw, sabi ni Kay. And swear, I tried it wearing it and it exactly fits!! I’m excited to wear it at school, yayy!&lt;br /&gt;            Tonight’s the despedida party of kuya Peter. He’s off to Iligan City tomorrow, Sunday. We ate inihaw ng porkchop, ang sarap. And now, they’re having drinking session with our landlord- kuya Erin. Hhmm by the way, kuya is not around for the first time. He has a gig at Manila Pavillion, @ P4000. He grabbed the chance to play since P1,000 is big enough. Well, I’ll be missing kuya Peter. He’s a very formal gay. He is not as showy and as rude as other gays. In fact, I respect him so much, a CPA and a newly-passed PT, san ka pa. Now that he passed the exam, he’s returning to Mindanao. Hope to see him again someday, with flying colors na to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/7803467-112274515062896627?l=gaill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/feeds/112274515062896627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803467&amp;postID=112274515062896627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112274515062896627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803467/posts/default/112274515062896627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaill.blogspot.com/2005/07/guess-what-i-woke-up-as-early-as-930.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
