<?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-7877204</id><updated>2011-06-02T06:21:49.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine. Sand. Sea. Sunset.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kaia</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>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877204.post-112368092346168556</id><published>2005-08-10T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:47:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Visit me at http://superstarbeachbum.multiply.com!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-112368092346168556?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/112368092346168556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=112368092346168556&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/112368092346168556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/112368092346168556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/08/visit-me-at-httpsuperstarbeachbum.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877204.post-111660546558203401</id><published>2005-08-10T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T04:25:39.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know, I know. I haven’t written in this blog in what seems like a million years. I’ve been busy lately. I get the chance to go online only at work… and when I’m at work, I… well, work. Hahaha! It’s only now that I got the chance to write something. My last entry wasn’t even an entry. Hahaha! A lot of things have happened since I last wrote here, and now I will update this blog with whatever has been happening in my life since my last post. There were so many changes, but one thing remains the same: I am still single. Hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 5, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That was my last entry. And it probably shouldn't count as a real entry because it wasn't really written by me... Hehehe... I'm blabbing. Anyway, lemme just run by the stuff that's been happening to me since the last time I wrote here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 12, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby's Party at Waps' house! Super fun! (toby-bobs-erix-tammy-waps-steph-chuck-mike-dino-juvi-pj-igoy-jem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 14, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;PIA ARRIVED FROM AUSTRALIA!!! FYI, Pia is my sister. Well, not really. She's actually my cousin. But since we're soooo close (add to that the fact that my mom and her mom are really close as well), she's almost like my sister. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 17, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Reunion" with cousins at Eastwood!!! (pa-josh-nina-erik-rica-tita gang-uncle nuj)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 19, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lola Ester's birthday party! Josh played the guitar for the mass, and Chil, Bobs (yes, Bobs!) and I sang. =D It was a fun party, considering most of the people there were twice (or maybe even triple) my age. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 20, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Joshua's Grad! Hehehe. Proud Ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 23 - March 26, 2005&lt;/strong&gt; - BICOL!!!! (tammy-kaia-wawie-mikey-dandan-lee)&lt;br /&gt;March 23:&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Telegrafo to catch the sun&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Cagaycay and had a "boulder climbing" adventure&lt;br /&gt;- San Jose Idol (Mikey's idea), episode 1 --&gt; Tammy--Out!&lt;br /&gt;March 24:&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Aguirangan (an island), and soaked up the sun!&lt;br /&gt;- San Jose Idol, Episode 2 (Dandan was the wild card and he beat Tammy, but Tam gave way. hahahaha!) --&gt; Lee--Out!&lt;br /&gt;- Survivor San Jose (Again, Mikey's idea), Episode 1 --&gt;Lee--Out!&lt;br /&gt;** wawa Lee. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;March 25:&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Kung-Fu Hustle!&lt;br /&gt;- Stations of the Cross... in the rain!&lt;br /&gt;- San Jose Idol, Episode 3 --&gt; Wawie--Out!&lt;br /&gt;- Survivor San Jose, Episode 2 --&gt; Tammy--Out!&lt;br /&gt;March 26:&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Naga!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Archbishop's Palace (woah.)&lt;br /&gt;- Ateneo de Naga! (ang ganda. shyet.)&lt;br /&gt;- San Jose Idol Finale --&gt; Kaia=San Jose Idol! Bwahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Survivor San Jose, Episode 3 and finale --&gt; Kaia--Out! Wawie=Sole Survivor! Bwahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 27, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt; - Manila-Bound -- :( We had lunch at Buddy's in Lucban, though. I had yummy Lucban (duh) Longganisa. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&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:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 29, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt; - back to work... Not. Long story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&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:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 1, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt; - Southridge-Poveda Dinner at Eric's house! Yey! Super fun night! We ended up laughing hysterically at Friends. Yes, Friends as in the TV show Friends. None of us knew that most of us have an obsession over the show. hahaha! Wonderful night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;April 2, 2005. - Wawie's wonderfully striped grad dinner party! - Dinner at Bento Box Palanca with Chil, Bobs and Anj - Adventure at the Urdaneta Park hahahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&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:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 4, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt; - My 1st time in Divisoria!!! hahaha! Went with Tita Jing and Bobs. It was super fun! Did a lot of damage to my pocket though... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Damages were: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;10.00 - MRT ride to Cubao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14.00 - LRT ride to Recto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;5.00 - Jeep to Divisoria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;95.00 - CD Wallet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;45.00 - Ponytail holders ( I swear, kuminang talag mata ko when i saw how cheap they were!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;40.00 - phone thingee for joshua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;40.00 - Lighters for Days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;175.00 - Lunch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;600.00 - Capris and Jeans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;100.00 - Strawberries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;180.00 - Tapis (this cool towel with a garter and velcro that you can wrap yourself with after you shower... nifty!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;150.00 - Eyelet cloth for skirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;130.00 - Cologne (bwahahahaha!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14.00 - LRT to Cubao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;** took the taxi going home, and Tita Jing paid for it. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Spent P1,698.00 ... Not bad, diba? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&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:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APRIL 8 – 23, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I co-facilitated with Jon my first CCT class! I handled several modules on my own, but most of the time, I was assisting Jon with the rest of the modules. It was really fun! During the first few days, I knew right away why I wanted to become a trainer. On their graduation day, I couldn’t help but shed a few tears. (Sinong iyakin??!) Hahaha! Jon and I sang “The Promise” for the class before we let them go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;APRIL 15 – 17, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A-Days batch 28! Yey! We had it at LEAP, this pre-school along Greenmeadows Avenue. I missed Friday night because I had to go to work, but I took Saturday off. Chil and I were the music heads for that batch, and… Let’s just say na ang galing ni Jess dahil ang dami niyang pinadalang anghel para sa amin nung batch na yun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;APRIL 25 – 29, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I co-facilitated with Mac. She was actually in the middle of her run, but I got used to the trainees right away. By the end of the first day, I had memorized all of the trainee’s names! Hehe!!! I wasn’t able to graduate them, though, because… My boss’ boss talked to me, and said that I had to go back to comm coaching because they needed a tenured comm coach for a new (and critical) account. I was perfectly happy where I was (because I really wanted to become a trainer), and I didn’t know that that would happen. I never thought I would cry in front of the CCT manager, but I did, out of disappointment. Needless to say, he felt bad that I felt that way, but not bad enough to make me stay in CCT. **update on this later. May realization to eh. Hahaha!** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 1, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TQID outing. This was sooooo fun! Mac had “slept-over” the night before (enclosed in quotation marks because we didn’t really sleep). It was my duty to keep her awake during the trip to Laguna because she was driving. The resort was nice, although it could have been nicer. Hahaha! We played A LOT of games. I belonged to tribe Malatungay. We won the first game (buko-pie eating contest)… but we lost the succeeding games. Wah. I had so much fun! But I was also DEAD TIRED after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 2 – 6, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I attended ESL training. It was fun, although it was boring at times. I had fun because I was with the CCT trainers, who I probably will not see in a long time. On the 5th, I developed severe lower back pains. I don’t know where the pains came from, but a lot of people said that it stemmed from me wearing three-inch heeled shoes for three consecutive days. Tanga. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 6, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was supposed to have dinner with Tammy, Glenn and Fr. Dacanay, but because of my sked, I wasn’t able to follow :( sad. Anyway, I met up with them (sans Fr. Dacnay) at Ateneo. Then I had coffee with Tammy ad Chiara at Starbucks. After a while, Tammy said that she needed to take a dump (sorry, Tam, I had to include this. Haha!). So after about 30 minutes in Starbucks, we went to her house. Little did I know that my friends were already there! They had planned a surprise party for me! Hahaha! Ako naman si tanga, I didn’t notice the 10 million (hyperbole yan ha.) cars parked in front of Tammy’s house. I was soooooo surprised and happy! People from A-days were there, my college friends, and of course, my wonderful high school barkada (whose name I will not mention because I probably will be greeted by angry stares the next time I see them. Hahaha!). I had so much fun! There were a lot of drinks, a lot of food, and good company. We went home at about 4am na! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 7, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had dinner with my family at Dad’s. YUMMY. As in. I was seated beside by cute (and favorite… secret lang ha. Hahaha!) cousin, Chinchin. After my first round, I stood up to go to the other end of the table to play with my other cousins, Mico and Yssa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here’s what happened: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* Kaia stands up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinchin: Saan ka pupunta? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kaia: Puntahan ko lang sina Mico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinchin: Bakit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kaia: Kakausapin ko lang sila. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinchin: Bakit? Ayaw mo na akong katabi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahah! And take note, this kid is two and a half years old!!! Super smart! Mana sa panganay niyang pinsan! Hahaha! So anyway, I stood up and went to my other cousins. After a while, my dad asked me to go out with him to smoke. After one stick, we went inside and I went to the buffet table to get dessert. When I came back… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinchin: Saan ka galing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kaia: Doon, kumuha ako ng food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinchin: Ah. Hinahanap kasi kita eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahah! CUTE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Josh and I went to Starbucks at Pearl to meet up with my friends. Sinalubong namin nila Tammy, Trey, Mike, Toby, at PJ and birthday ko. Hahaha! It was fun, we were reminiscing about college… Then after midnight came, we left na (talagang inabangan lang ang birthday ko eh no!). Hahahahahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 8, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chil, Josh, and I had dinner at Friday’s Tomas Morato and coffee at *bucks Loop. I had so much fun, although my back still hurt like hell. We had to go home a bit early because I had to go to the hospital the next day to have my back checked. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 9 – 13, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had my PST for the new account. I met new people, and I had fun. My backaches worsened. It would take me about 10 minutes to get up from my seat and walk to the elevator to go down and smoke. That’s how bad it was. But the pain wasn’t enough to stop me to get up and smoke. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 14, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mark’s birthday party!!! Super fun! Though it was in Paranaque, we didn’t mind. We saw high school friends, drank wine, and more wine, and more wine… Hahaha!!! ** Tammy was drunk. She made out with Johnny Walker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY 21, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Twinkle’s surprise party! Twinkle is my Days daughter. My favorite Days daughter. Hahaha! Nag-iisang anak? Hahaha! Joke lang, A22! I had fun concocting drinks for everyone. We came up with “good job,” which is gin, vodka, sprite, blue curacao, and island lime. Hahaha! I just put whatever was at Twinkle’s bar, and I magically made a drink that everyone loved! Hahaha! Honestly, maybe I should make drink mixing a career. We visited the Convergys Commonwealth site, and I saw some of my former trainees. We were still supposed go back to Twinkle’s party, but I figured it was too late to do that. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;JUNE 3 – 5, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A29! It was a great batch. Chil and I sponsored one participant each. I sponsored Peejay, and she sponsored Martin. It was a great batch. I was entertainment head with Wawie, and needless to say, we made everyone laugh with our well-rehearsed dance numbers (imagine… Dandan topless dancing Totoy Bibo, Ria being carried a-la Vilma by Grip and Josh to the tune of Macho Papa… hahaha!)… It was a successful batch… But then again, what batch isn’t? =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;JUNE 8, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A month after my back pains started, I went to see a neurosurgeon. Turns out, I had a LUMBAR DISC BULGE WITH NERVE COMPRESSION. Go figure. Bwah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;JUNE 18, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fete de la Muzique Rocked!!! (although it would have been better minus all the sweaty, topless guys sitting ON Julia Vargas and ADB ave.) But nonetheless, it rocked!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;JUNE 26, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chil, Josh, Kiel, Wawie, and I had a raket at the Makati Sports Club for Microsoft. They had a kids’ camp, and we were tasked to be in the day care group. I was assistant team lead, although what I did wasn’t really much different from what the others did. Chil, Wawie, and I were assigned to the toddlers, while Josh and Kiel were assigned to the Pre-Teens. Talk about RIOT!!! Some kids wanted to go home, some wanted to eat, some wanted to go to the bathroom, some wanted to play with the computers, some wanted to hang around Jack, Alice, Word-up, Excel-lent, Penelope Powerpoint, Mr. Encarta… Long story… I had TONS of fun, though. I had a favorite kid. Her name’s Jinka. She’s so adorable. She was soooo behaved. She was wearing a simple corduroy shirt dress, and her long and beaaaaaaautiful hair was put in place by a shadam-dadam (ahahaha, I just had to call it that). We were there from 10am-6pm, we had coffee at *bucks Valero after, and when I got home, I plopped down on my bed and went off to a deeeeeeeeeep sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;JUNE 30, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pilar left for Spain. So sad. We all trooped to her condo for some quality time before she left. I was late, though, because I woke up late. I got here about 3pm na. Here’s something funny: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* Kaia walks in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everyone: Kaia! Kain ka muna! Upo kana dito! Kain ka lang! Dami pang manok oh! (pointing to the bucket of KFC) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kaia: Okay! Thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* Kaia proceeds to eat KFC chicken. When she was on her 2nd piece… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tammy: Okay, guys, that’s (insert amount here) each for the chicken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* Kaia dramatically drops the chicken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kaia: PUTANG INA! Hindi ko namana hiningi to ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bwahahahahahahaha!!! Seriously, tawa kami ng tawa nun. Hahahaha! Nagbayad naman ako no. Hahaha! We couldn’t bring Pilar to the airport anymore because of transpo problems… So we all said goodbye to her at her condo. I’m gonna miss that place. I’m gonna miss the comfy couch, the champagne ice cream, the smoking balcony. I’m gonna miss Marie, Sumo, and Otis… I’m gonna miss Pilar. Awwww… I LOVE MY FRIENDS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;July 14, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Convergys Makati had its 80’s theme day! Hahaha! Everyone was required to wear anything 80’s inspire, or else they had to pay a fine of 50 pesos. Knowing how I get worked up about these sorts of things, of course kinareer ko! Hahahaha! Mia Pratts ito!!! Seriously, I had a lot of fun dressing up, and seeing all of my officemates dressed up as well! Never minds the fact that I was wearing a sheer top and it was FREEZING in the office. Hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;July 15, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Watched Kyla in Beauty and the Beast in Meralco with Erix, Trey, Bobs, Baba, Mikey, Cholo, Twinka, Lee-Ann, and Chai! Yey! Hooray for Kyla!!! **Applause, applause!!!** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;July 16, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hay. Everyone is leaving. Third’s despedida party… We arrived late, but we had TONS of fun… We played the “may iniisip ako” game… Nakakatawa yung mga pangalang lumabas… Hahaha! Mga… BoyBitsVictoria… Samboy Lim… Armando Goyena… Tessie Quintana… Wehehehehehe! CLASSIC!!! The fun part ended, though, when we had to leave… I ended up crying because I said good-bye to Third. I’m gonna miss him sooooooo much. He’s like the kuya I never had, and he left na. Wah... But he had to do what he had to do. I’m happy he’s happy with his wife Itin in Australia. =D Third, come home na, and take Itin na lang with you. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;July 23, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eric and Cheska’s birthday party!!! Erix, Anj, and I trooped to Alabang (in less than 30 minutes, in fairness!) and celebrated Eric and Cheska’s birthdays with our Southridge friends! Suuuuuuper fun! We spent the whole night laughing (about a lot of stuff… Carter getting drunk, Carter entering the gates of the Chinese temple, Everyone wanting to leave for Tagaytay for coffee… Hahahaha! We love you, Eric and Cheska!), and drinking wine, and watching friends, and talking about friends, and taking pictures!!! Ria dropped by too for a while. =D Anj, Erix, and I went home at around 5am na! Hahaha! But it was really, really fun… Worth traveling to the South! Hahaha! Kidding! We love you, Southridge friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;July 30, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Toby’s surprise party! Hehehe! For no occasion at all! Super fun! Even if I didn’t drink (because I had to wake up early for EK), I had a lot of fun. We just spent the night hanging out at Tammy’s house, catching up, eating, singing, and laughing!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;July 31, 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ENCHANTED KINGDOM wahooooooooooo!!! This was supposed to be Joshua’s surprise party, but… It didn’t turn out as much of a surprise for him because the only people there to surprise him were Cybele and Timo. Wahahahaha! But we had a lot of fun anyway! I just fet bad that I couldn’t ride the Space Shuttle because of my back. Stupid back. Pero sulit. Sobrang sulit pa rin ang EK (kahit na umulan!). Hahaha! After EK, we went to town to have dinner with Eric and Cheska at Italianni’s. We had dessert in Eric’s house after. Josh and I got home at around midnight, an I literally plopped down on the bed and drifted off to lala land. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;August 6, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tammy’s surprise despedida Party!!! (I swear, everyone is leaving. =( wah.) This was suuuuuuuuuuuuuuper fun!!! Anj and I picked Tammy up at another surprise party for a friend of hers, we blindfolded her, and took her to…. HER HOUSE! Hahaha! It was funnycoz she was the one who shouted “SURPRISE!” instead of the people who were waiting for her! A lot of people made it to say goodbye to Baba… people from A-Days… From Ateneo… From Southridge… and of course, her ever-beautiful barkada!!! (especially the two people who planned the party **wink, wink, anj!**) Hahahah! I had so much fun! There was a lot of drinks, a lot of food, a lot of good friends… and a lot of tears… =( hay… baba! I will miss you! I was going to see tammy the next day but I wa crying when I left her house… **sapak** hahaha! I love you babooshki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-111660546558203401?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/111660546558203401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=111660546558203401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111660546558203401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111660546558203401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-112250730637581839</id><published>2005-07-28T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:35:06.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/177/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/177/320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I WANT TO GO TO THE BEACH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-112250730637581839?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/112250730637581839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=112250730637581839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/112250730637581839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/112250730637581839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-want-to-go-to-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-111002971780385935</id><published>2005-03-05T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T21:35:17.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The Commonly Confused Words Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advanced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You scored 100% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 93% Advanced, and 66% Expert! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You have an extremely good understanding of beginner, intermediate, and advanced level commonly confused English words, getting at least 75% of each of these three levels' questions correct. This is an exceptional score. Remember, these are commonly confused English words, which means most people don't use them properly. You got an extremely respectable score.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hey! If you liked my test, send the link to your friends. They don't need to be OkCupid members to take it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Test statistics:&lt;br /&gt;Compared to users who took the test and are and in your age group:&lt;br /&gt;100% had lower Beginner scores.&lt;br /&gt;100% had lower Intermediate scores.&lt;br /&gt;100% had lower Advanced scores.&lt;br /&gt;100% had lower Expert scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;With respect to Beginner, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.&lt;br /&gt;With respect to Intermediate, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.&lt;br /&gt;With respect to Advanced, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.&lt;br /&gt;With respect to Expert, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.&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/7877204-111002971780385935?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/111002971780385935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=111002971780385935&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111002971780385935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111002971780385935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/03/commonly-confused-words-test-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-111002867839578369</id><published>2005-03-05T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T21:17:58.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Finally... I haven't been writing on a daily basis, again. Hahaha! As you know, the only time I get to access the internet is when I'm at work, and when I'm at work... I'm... uh... working (duh). Hahaha! So I barely have the time to write here. Since it's a Saturday night, and I'm one hour away from the end of my shift, there's nothing much left to do... So... here I am. **yawn** And I'm sleepy too. Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;January 28, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Massage day. Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had been wanting a massage for the longest time, but my schedule makes it difficult for me to get one during the weekdays. On weekends, however, I would rather lie around the house and rest, rather than drive to get my massage, then drive back home after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;On Monday, I went to Ateneo with &lt;a href="http://www.cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; to watch Marie's thesis. It was a dance concert which had three dances: one for Luzon, one for Visayas, and another one for Mindanao. It was a great concert, and wonderfully coreographed. I got goosebumps while watching the dance for Mindanao. It was so symbolic and I could feel the emotion that the dancers wanted to convey. Basta. Galing. Kakaiba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway, I picked Joshua up from White Plains (he was studying for his final exams) and went home na. Wawie was already there when I got home. We had dinner, then we played CatchPhrase. Ang nakakatawa dun, we played it in an different way... Hehehe! &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; needed to use the bathroom. Obviously, I couldn't stay with him inside, so I sat on the other side of the door and we played. Hahaha! When it was my turn to use the bathroom, Wawie stayed inside my room to describe the words. Hahaha! It was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;Then, the highlight of my night... a WONDERFUL massage. Ahhhhhhh.I really felt good afterwards. My back didn't hurt anymore, and there was noticeably lesser pain on my legs. Ah. Sarap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then we just watched Friends, until he had to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The day was a lot of fun, and reaaaaaaaly relaxing at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://erixbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;Erix&lt;/a&gt;, I'm looking forward to our Spa Date!!! Yahooooooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;March 2, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; and I watched Hitch at Powerplant. Really, really, really nice movie. LA was supposed to watch with us (HRMPH) but he wasn't able to because of work, I think. But the movie was really nice! It was a romantic comedy, a first for my honey Will Smith. :) Hahaha! At! In fairness, ang ganda ni Eva Mendes (&lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt;'s honey) doon. Ang galing ng chemistry nila. I would recommend that you watch the movie, astig. Just make sure the Pinky Amador isn't sitting behind you (dahil ang lakas niya tumawa). Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We went to Starbucks after, and guess whe was there? PINKY AMADOR! Hahaha! &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; and I talked and talked until it was time to go. When we were leaving, I think Pinx (close kami eh. haha!) was talking about wart removal. Hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Waw, grow your hair so you can hit on Pinx. Hahahahahahahahaha!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;March 3, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lisa had planned a dinner, but because I was (and still am) on the midshift, I was only able to follow after dinner. When I got to Jack's Loft, they were on their way to have coffee at Starbucks (paalis na rin pala sina Lisa nun)... So we went, and I ended up having a really, really, really great time. It was so fun! Catching up with each other, reminiscing about high school and college, laughing at jokes we've heard over and over, laughing (and getting grossed out--right bobs?) at jokes we'd only heard then. I miss them. Haaaaay. Bobs and I were the last people to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When I got home, I was senti. hay. Miss my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;** Today, I was with &lt;a href="http://erixbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;Erix&lt;/a&gt;, Bobs, Ria, &lt;a href="http://alohalessa.blogspot.com"&gt;Alessa&lt;/a&gt;, Mark (btw, I will never understand why you love to annoy me), Lisa, Ding, Trey, &lt;a href="http://kalboy.blogspot.com"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://iamlegion.blogspot.com"&gt;Waps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;March 4, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I took a leave to be able to attend the days socials thing. Picked Bobs up, and we had lunch at Sweet I. Sarap! Yahoo! We walked around campus after, then we went to cervini for the Socials. There was a mass, and a short meeting. We ended at 7-something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://windingstaircase.blogspot.com"&gt;Tammy&lt;/a&gt;'s house, ate Pizza (yummmmmm), played a dating game (bwahahahaha! WAWIE! You owe me ice cream!), and played scrabble. I never knew Scrabble would be soooo tiring. Hahahaha! We were laughing our asses off during one part of the same. Seriously, we were literally in tears, and telling each other to stop, dahil hindi na namin kaya. Hahahaha!!! We left &lt;a href="http://windingstaircase.blogspot.com"&gt;Tammy&lt;/a&gt;'s house at about 11. &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; was picked up at the house, he left at 12-something. We bonded and he lectured me on something. Hahaha! (NO!!!! -- See, &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt;, I'm learning). I started the conversation heavy-hearted, but when &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; left, I felt a lot better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks, &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Waw&lt;/a&gt;! You rock! NO! Cine ba to? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;**Today I was with Bobs, &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://erixbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;Erix&lt;/a&gt;, Ria, Dandan, Anj, &lt;a href="http://windingstaircase.blogspot.com"&gt;Tammy&lt;/a&gt;, Joshua, A-DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My head hurts. Seriously. Before starting to write this post, I was trying to accomplish three different tasks at the same time. ANG SAKIT SA ULOOOOOOOOOOO!!! And it doesn't help that I'm the only one willing to work with MS Excel. I'm gonna meet up with Josh and Cris at Starbucks (it's his grad ball) at about 1030. I need my coffee. I want to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;13 More minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-111002867839578369?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/111002867839578369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=111002867839578369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111002867839578369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111002867839578369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/03/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-111001224459201823</id><published>2005-03-05T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T16:47:28.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In my January 26, 2005 entry, I wrote aboout the little "photo shoot" we had in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://windingstaircase.blogspot.com"&gt;Tammy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lanai... I got the pics yestreday (and yes, I will update later on what I've been doing lately) and here are some of my fave shots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The following shots were taken by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://cowboywaw.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://erixbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;Erix&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/20mh3n" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/20mh5w" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/20mh6h" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/20mhaa" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I, too had my turn at taking the pictures. Here are a few of my favorite pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/20mhbm" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ganda no? :) Hahaha! Yun lang. There are a hundred++ more pictures, pero good luck na lang kung ipost ko lahat, diba? :)&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/7877204-111001224459201823?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/111001224459201823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=111001224459201823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111001224459201823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/111001224459201823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-my-january-26-2005-entry-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110949678322332354</id><published>2005-02-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T17:33:03.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Really, I have no life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Before last night, I had no social life whatsoever... If you even count last night a social event. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last Monday Chil and I went to Cribs. It was one of the most amzaing things I've ever experienced. While Chil was feeding the crawlers, she left me with the toddlers. Most of them were one year old, or had just turned one. My favorite babies were JM and JJ. They were the ones I carried most of the time (because they would cry if I put the down. haha). I loved how JM would wrap his tiny arms around me as soon as I was carrying him. His eyes were so beautiful, too. Really round, with loooooooong, curly eyelashes. His eyes seemed to contain something I've never seen in a kid's eyes before. It was like he was trying to tell me something, I just couldn't tell what. Hay. I swear, I wanted to take JM home!!! Hahaha! On Monday night we also watched Dreamboy. Hahaha! Sayang eh, I had extra tickets from Manong (Direk Gilbert Perez), and I didn't want to give them away. Besides, si Piolo rin yun ano. hahaha! But honestly, it was a really good movie. ASTIG, yun lang ang masasabi ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Other than Monday, nothing very eventful happened this week. Most of the time, I went to work, went home, watched a little TV, continued writing my book, then went to bed... I was not really happy about the one-day off we had because of the Edsa Revolution Anniversary. Hahaha! I stayed at home, watched DVDs, and went to Dencios in Capitol because my mom had a golf tournament and she dragged us to the awarding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;By Saturday afternoon, I was getting really restless. I don't know why, I just was. I was chatting with Wawie and we decided to drink at the house that night. Tammy texted to tell me that she would be within the area, so I invited her as well. I got home at 10:30 (picked up tammy at Annapolis then went home, where Dandan, Joshua, and Wawie were already waiting), the brought my dad to Lola Sionie's wake. I was back at the house in 30 minutes. Wawie and I cooked DELICIOUS fried rice (as in masarap talaga...), then we played the Friends trivia game... It was really fun, because Mikey was there as well and he played the Game master. hahaha! In tru Monica fashion, I won the game. Hahahaha! Tammy and her brothers left at about 1:30 am, and Wawie at abot 3:00. I finally went to be bed at 5:30 am, because I was writing my book. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I am now at Galleria with my mom, who had to go online to check her schedule. And now... She's done. So I will finish this entry when I get to go online again... Which will probably be on Tuesday, at work. hahaha!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110949678322332354?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110949678322332354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110949678322332354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110949678322332354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110949678322332354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/really-i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110922255175279205</id><published>2005-02-24T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T13:22:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The A-Days Community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is now accepting participants for its &lt;strong&gt;28th session&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;DAYS WITH THE LORD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be held from &lt;strong&gt;April 15 to 17, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all interested in joining can contact:&lt;br /&gt;XY - 0917-6250261&lt;br /&gt;Cris - 0916-5436985&lt;br /&gt;or email &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:a_days_with_the_lord@yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;a_days_with_the_lord@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Days with the Lord&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decision you'll never regret,&lt;br /&gt;An experience you'll never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110922255175279205?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110922255175279205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110922255175279205&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110922255175279205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110922255175279205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/a-days-community-is-now-accepting.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110872576500893574</id><published>2005-02-18T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T19:23:53.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN TRAVOLTA, CYBILL SHEPHERD, AND YOKO ONO-LENNON!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating my blog -- again. Hahaha! This week was so fun, albeit stressful, for me! So I could say I got the right amount of work and play in my system. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;February 12, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just gotten home from work, and I was getting ready to take a shower when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.wawietan.blogspot.com"&gt;Wawie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;texted me to ask if I wanted to have coffee at the Starbucks near my place. I couldn't go out anymore, as I was ready to take a bath already. So I told him I couldn't, and asked if he wanted to drop by. He said he needed to smoke, so he would pass by. I took a bath. After I stepped out of the shower, I received a text saying that he was on Ortigas already. I replied, telling him to text me when he was downstairs already. As soon as I sent the message, I heard a knock on my &lt;u&gt;bathroom&lt;/u&gt; door. I asked who it was, and it was Wawie. Hahaha! Geddem, I didn't bring any clothes with me into the bathroom! Hahaha! I was panicking already when I remembered I had a bathrobe hanging from the shower curtain bar. Hahaha! I wore the robe and stepped out of the bathroom, hair still dripping wet. Hahaha! I dressed up (disclaimer: in the bathroom, ha. Bastos! Hahaha!), then we went down to the front porch to smoke and wait for Joshua (he was at the LaSalle HS fair. When Joshua came, the three of us went back up to my room and played catch phrase. LAUGH TRIP. Yun lang lang masasabi ko. We would occassionally pause the game just to laugh. hahaha! Since there were only three of us playing at the time, we assigned one person to describe the words, then two people would try to guess the words, race to 15 points. Hahaha! Laugh trip talaga, kakaiba! We finished playing a little before 2am. Hahaha!!! I shall leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the word was SEASON PASS. Wawie was the one describing.&lt;br /&gt;Wawie: When you want to watch a basketball game, you buy a...&lt;br /&gt;Kaia and Joshua (in unison): Ticket!&lt;br /&gt;Wawie: Yeah, but if it's a bigger game, or like a lot of games, you buy a...&lt;br /&gt;Joshua (with conviction): SCALPER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahahahaahahahahaha!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;February 13, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATANGAAAAAAAAAAAAS!!! It was my Lolo's birthday last Sunday, and he decided to spend it in Batangas. not in the beach, though. Sayang. But good enough. He spent it in Club Malarayat in Lipa. It was sooo fun. Chil, Joshua, and I went ahead because we helped tita Pinky with the games (yep, again, there were games for the kids)... We swam, facilitated games, received loot bags (yehey! Tama nga si Tita Jing, mura lang ang bayad sa amin, loot bag masaya na kami. Hahaha!), swam some more, lay under the sun, swam more... Hahaha! You get the picture. Oh, and I just realized how Chinese we are. Everyone was REQUIRED to wear read. There were only a handful of people who weren't wearing red, but everywhere I looked, PURO PULA. As in. I never heard the end of it from Chil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked our stuff at the Malarayat Inns, and took a bath. We went to dinner at Uncle Jack's house, about 2 kilometers from Malarayat. Yummy. Bopis... Laing... Adobong manok... And to cap it all of... YUMMY Red Wine and Foie Gras... Ahhhh... Heaven... Oh, and Lindt Chocolates. Wah. Sarap. We spent the rest of the evening at Uncle Jack's house, playing 123 pass and old maid with the kids. I had a lot of fun, though we were about 11 years apart... Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to The Inns and dressed up. Joshua, Chil, and I went out into this open fied (which was a putting green, I think. hahaha!), laid a sarong and started stargazing. We didn't take long looking at the stars, though, because we got our Catchphrase and started playing. LAUGHTRIP PART TWO. Kakaiba nanaman to! Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The word was VONCANO. Joshua was describing.&lt;br /&gt;Josh: Ummm... Magma!&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: CUM LAUDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The word was CHERRY PIE. Kaia was describing.&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: Ummm... Picache!&lt;br /&gt;Chil: Maurice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geddem. Hahaha!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;February 14, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;V-Day. UGH Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really, really late. We had planned to go swimming in the morning but we were just too tired to get up and catch the sun. hahaha! We spent most of the morning in bed, flipping through the channels, taking a peek at the Grammy Awards, and falling back to sleep. hahaha! We took a bath (by the way, may kwento tong part na to, pero hindi ko masusulat... Hmmm... write a message na lang sa guestbook then I'll tell you about it. Hahaha!), packed our stuff, and went to Uncle Jack's house. Mom, Chil, Tita Jing, and I hung out by the dining table, fixing ourselves nachos for brunch. YUM YUM! The works! Sour Cream, Cheese, Salsa, Guacamole and Jalapeno peppers. Sarap, kakaiba. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed for a little bit longer, then the three of us (Chil, Josh and I) went back to Manila. Oh, we played Catchphrase in the car, by the way. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home at about 5:00 pm. Erix came a bit later and we had some drinks before going out to dinner. It was so much fun as well. We got ready, and we left the house at about 7:30 to bring Chil home and proceed to Estwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the MAJOR Highlight of my day. I didn't really think of Valentine's day the entire day until we got to Estwood, but seeing all the couples walk around the place made me a bit nauseous. Hahaha! Joke lang. :) It made me remember the fact that I didn't have a special someone. But when I saw all my friends (Tammy, Erix, Lisa, Trey, Kyla, Anj, Ria, Pilar, Bobs) gathered in the outdoor table at Pasto, I began to feel a hundred times better. Suddenly, I didn't care if I was single or not. I had a lot of special someone&lt;strong&gt;S, &lt;/strong&gt;and I'm glad I was spending the night with them. We were laughing uncontrollably the ENTIRE night. Seriously, kinabag yata ako when I got home. We were laughing at the weirdest things... Balloons with shredded Japanese paper and a teddy bear, heart-shaped pizza, roses na nasa kabaong... Basta, feeling ko kami lang ang talagang makakaintindi (at matatawa ng ganon) doon. Bwahahaha! Sa gabing iyon, I didn't care if no one gave me flowers... I didn't care if I wasn't asked to a candlelight dinner... I didn't care if on that day, no one came on a white horse and whisked me off my feet... Although I still want those things to happen to me, I wasn't as "depressed" as I was during the previous Valentine's Days that I went through. I was just glad (actually, more than glad) to be spending V-day with the people that mean the most to me -- my friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, friends! Here's to heart-shaped pizzas, cheesy balloons, artic strawbeery with tonic, and endless laughter. I'm 101% sure we'll go a long, long way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;February 15, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work. Angel and I bought flowers for each other. Hahaha! We looked like crazy people holding boquets of flowers, laughing all the way from the lobby to the 31st floor. Hahaha! Although I had work to do, being with my fun officemates made it a hell of a lot easier to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I picked Wawie up from his house because he had to interview me for his docu class. We had dinner at Chilis, then proceeded to do the interview at the house. After the interview, we had a bottle of sparkling red wine (yum!), and we recorded the first two episodes of &lt;em&gt;The Wawie and Kaia Show&lt;/em&gt;! Hahaha! Super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;February 17, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a leave because I had dysmenorrhea. After lunch, the pain subsided a little bit, and at about 330pm, I met up with my mom and Lola Minda at Greenhills. We walked around a bit, had merienda at Bangus, then brought my Lola home. Mom and I went to California Nails to get ourselves a well-deserved foot spa. I treated my mom to a footspa and a manicure, and also to dinner at Spageddi's. We got home at about 9:30 pm, and I glued myself in front of my laptop to work on my book. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 1130pm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~tumatambay"&gt;Kyla&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;texted me. She asked me if I was home already. Potah. I forgot, may sleep-over pala kami. Hahaha! I told her to go to the house na. She got there at about 1am, we watched Friends, exchanged &lt;em&gt;chicka&lt;/em&gt;, and laughed the night away. I fell asleep while watching Friends, and Kyla slept after a while. I think we fell asleep at about 430 am. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;February 18, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get back to work. I spent way too much time updating my blog. Hahaha! I'm sooo sleepy!!! I wanna go hozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110872576500893574?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110872576500893574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110872576500893574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110872576500893574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110872576500893574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-john-travolta-cybill.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110820547017132306</id><published>2005-02-12T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:30:32.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Got this from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~tumatambay"&gt;Kyla's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;blog...&lt;br /&gt;**Ky, Check your mail please!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If you read this journal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;even if I don't speak to you often, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;post a memory of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;t can be anything you want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It can be good or bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;just so long as it happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you... (let's see how many people respond to this and what they have to say... hahahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;** Since I don't have a comments link on my page and find it next to impossible to place one (believe me, I've tried), Please post your memories on my guestbook. The link is located above the tagboard. Thanks! :D **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110820547017132306?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110820547017132306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110820547017132306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110820547017132306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110820547017132306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/got-this-from-kylas-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110820198393450354</id><published>2005-02-12T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T17:57:41.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHRISTINA RICCI, JUDY BLUME, CHARLES DARWIN and ABRAHAM LINCOLN! -- BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JENNIFER ANISTON! (sorry, kelangan ko lang talaga siya batiin. hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday din kay Sheryl Pedrigala! Miss na kita, girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://tinypic.com/1pi7n9" width="170" align="left" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Once, there was a kid who planted a carrot seed and patiently waited for it to grow. He watered it every day, pulled out the weeds and cared for it as if it were his child. Everyday, the adults around him shook their heads and told him that it would not grow. That did not stop the little boy from taking care of his plant. One day, to the adults' amazement -- the plant grows into a giant carrot worhty to be taken to the state fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The carrot seed is one of my favorite books. I fell in love with the book the first time I saw it (I was in National Bookstore Katipunan with Ria, December 2003). I bought the book for my brother, and Ria gave me my own copy for Christmas 2003. (thanks, Ree.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The book may be simple enough for a three-year-old to read, but the message is something that everyone will find meaningful. The lesson to be learned is not only that of perseverance or blind faith (although I believe that these are important lessons that one can get from reading the book), but of something more important, and more close to my heart... It is not simple perseverance, but perseverance in the midst of the people who try to bring you down or influence you to think and act away from your morals or beliefs. It is a lesson to dare to dream big, to work hard, and have faith in oneself in the face of adversity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I gave the book to my brother with the hope that he would understand what I feel about our relationship. I gave the book to my brother so that he may realize how much I care for him, how much faith I have in him, and how much I believed in him. So that he may realize that I, just like the little boy, will never give up on him, though other people may make it seem as if there is no hope. But I also wanted him to realize that he, too, can be like the little boy, and never give up in the midst of the people who bring him down. He, too, can dare to dream big, to work hard, and have faith in himself. He treasures the book as much as I treaure it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Which is why I was disappointed about what happened last night. I was not disappointed at him. I was disappointed at what he did. I hope he realizes that if he wants to find out who he really is, who the real he is, what he did last night was not the way to do it. I'm dissapointed, too, at the way his friends act. I'm disappointed at the fact that he has to do all of these for his friends to like him. I had to make it clear to him that if that is the case, then maybe it isn't right for him to hang out with these people anymore. I know I can't make his decisions for him, and I can't really stop him from doing what he wants to do. I just want him to recognize the love that his only sister has for him, and that he ought to try harder to achieve the things he wants, because believe it or not, whatever happens, I would be proud of him, and I would die for him. Because he's my brother, and that's reason enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;**But I was so sad last night, that I cried myself to sleep. When I got to the office this afternoon, I looked like a raccoon. Shyet.**&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/7877204-110820198393450354?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110820198393450354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110820198393450354&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110820198393450354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110820198393450354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-christina-ricci-judy.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877204.post-110811930632657767</id><published>2005-02-11T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T18:55:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Soneto XVII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No te amo como se fueras rosa de sal, topacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dentro de si, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;y gracias y tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;el apritado aroma que ascendio de la tierra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Te amo sin saber como, ni cuando, ni de donde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;asi te amo porque no se amar de otra manera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;si no asi de este modo en que no soy ni eres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Veinte Poemas de amor y una cancion desesperada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;XX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Puedo escribirlos versos mas tristes esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Escribir, pro ejemplo: "La noche esta estrellada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;y tritran, azueles, los astros a lo lejos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Puedo escribir los versos mas tristes esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yo la quise, y a veces ella tambien me quiso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;En las noches como esta la tuve entre mis brazos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;La bese tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ella me quiso, a veces yo tambien la queria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Como no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Puedo escribir los versos mas tristes esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oir la noche inmensa, mas inmensa sin ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Que imprta que mi amor no pudiera guardarla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;La noche esta estrelladay ella no esta conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Como habla acercarla mi mirada la busca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mi corazon la busca, ye ella no esta conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;La misma noche que hace lanquear los mismos arboles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NOsotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, para cuanto la quise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;De otro. Sera de otro. Como antes de mis besos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Porque en noches como esta la tuve entre mis brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aunque este sea el ultimo dolor que ella mi causa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;y estos sean los ultimos versos que yo le escribo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sonnet 17 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I do not love you as if you were a rose made of salt or topaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;or an arrow of carnations spreading fire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love you the way certain dark things are loved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;secretly, between the shadow and the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love you like the plant that does not flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but conceals within itself the light of those flowers;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and, thanks to your love, the darkness of my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;houses the suffocating aroma that arose from the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love you without knowing how, when, or where from;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love you straightforwardly, with neither problems nor pride:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love you so, not knowing how to love you otherwise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;just this way that is not me and is not you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So close that your hand on my chest is mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so close that your eyes grow heavy when my eyes tire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twenty love poems and a song of despair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Write, for example: "The night is shattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and the blue stars shiver in the distance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;How could one not have loved her great still eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To hear immense night, still more immense without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And the verse falls to the soul like a dew to the pasture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What does it matter that my love could not keep her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The night is shattered and she is not with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My sight searches for her as though to go to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My heart looks fer her, and she is not with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The same night whitening the same trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We, of that time, are no longer the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Her voice. Her bright body. Her inifinte eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Love is short, forgetting is so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and these the last verses I write for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Haaaaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110811930632657767?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110811930632657767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110811930632657767&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110811930632657767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110811930632657767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/soneto-xvii-pablo-neruda-no-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110804048417480693</id><published>2005-02-10T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T21:01:24.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBERTA FLACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I know, I know... It's been &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt; since I've written here... Believe it or not, I've been really busy... Not only with work, but my weekends have been full to the brim as well (kala mo naman dahil sa gimmick eh no! hahaha!)... Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MAC-MAC'S 1ST BITRHDAY PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;January 29, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I picked Chil up on my way home from work, because Tita Jing asked the two of us to "host" (well, more of think of games for the kids and facilitate them) the first birthday party of my cousin, Macmac. Chil and I had made plans to sleep before leaving the house (we had planned to leave the house at about 11:30am)... We tried, but we couldn't. She had had enough sleep, and I wasn't really sleepy. Finally, at about 11am, we took a bath, dressed up, and left the house. We had lunch at A Venetto (yummy...) and passed by Office Warehouse in Libis to buy the materials needed for the games. We then went to White Plains to prepare the "program" and the materials, and to delegate which prizes go to the winners of which games. At about 3pm (the party was to start at 4pm), Tita Jing asked me to look for a place which inflates baloons with helium, because apparently, the ones in Katipunan (White Plains side) didn't have helium available. I remembered this place we went to on Xavierville, so we decided to go there. Traffic on Katipuanan was HEAVY, so we decided to make a U-turn and pass through Libis. We got to the first balloon place, and they didn't have helium. The second balloon place, thankfully, had helium available, so we parked the car and had the balloons filled. Antagal pala magpalagay ng helium. Leche. Ang mahal din pala. We left the baloon place (or whatever you call it) at about 3:45pm. Traffic on Katipunan (White Plains-bound) was HEAVY as well, so we took the back roads and entered to narrower Katipunan Ave. via Santolan. My mom called and asked us to buy ice at Select. We went there, but they had no ice available. So we dropped Joshua off at the house before rushing to the White Plains convenience store to buy ice. We arrived at the party at 5pm already!!! We facilitated the games (ang hirap pala!), joshua performed a magic show... blah, blah, blah... The party ended at about 8pm. We staed to watch the celebrant open his presents. By then, I hadn't eaten yet. My mom and Chil tried to persuade me to eat, pero hindi rin ako nakakain ng matino... You know the feeling when you have no sleep at all, na your body rejects food already because your digesttive system can't function anymore because your body lacks the energy to do so? Well, ganun... Kaya hindi na rin ako nakakain. Anyway, we were finally able to leave the house at about 10pm na... It was a good experience, though. No matter how tired I may have been after, or no matter how much my body desired sleep during the party, it was well worth it. I had a lot of fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;LETTING GO part ONE.&lt;br /&gt;January 30, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;No, this is not some mushy-tear-in-my-eye sort of post. I let go of a lot of my clothes. Hahaha! Lola Coring (resident &lt;em&gt;labandera&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;plantsadora&lt;/em&gt; of the Aguas household) had been pestering me for two months to clean out my closet. So finally, I gave in. Hahaha! I never knew I had so many clothes! In fact, I never knew I had a certain piece of clothing until last Sunday. Hahaha! I had to "let go" of clothes that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;a.) Didn't fit me anymore (duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;b.) I hadn't worn for more than a year, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;c.) Probably never will in this lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;So we spent the entire day cleaning. I filled a number of garbage bags with clothing. I asked our helpers to pick out whatever they wanted from the bags. I also gave some clothes to Biring, Chil's yaya. The rest of the clothes will go to the victims in Infanta (I hope we haven't forgotten about them)... Then, I color coordinated the clothes that were on the hangers, and I segregated the clothes which were on the shelves. hahaha. :) Needless to say, that was a very fulfilling day. :) Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;BOBS AND KAIA'S VIDEO-O-O-O-KE NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;January 3, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Wawie, Buloid, Bobs, and I had dinner at Bubba Gump. Yum, yum. Buloid couldn't staye long because he had to pick someone up. After dinner, Wawie, Ral (he stopped by Bubba Gump to say hi), Bobs, and I waled around Greenbelt until Ral had to go home. :( The three of us went to SBC to have tea (well, I had tea, they didn't drink anything. haha). Wawie had to go home as well, soooo... Bobs and I went to Red Box to sing all night long! Hahaha! It was soooooo fun! It was only the two of us (loser! haha!), but we had the microphones all to ourselves. We also had control over which songs we wanted to play, so it was much more fun... Of ourse, we couldn't let the night pass without having a Sharon Cuneta medley. Hahaha! Sharonian yata kami. Hahaha! We finished singing at about 2am, and Bobs had to go home... But it was fun, it was really fun. Well worth the leave i took. Hahaha! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;AN EXTREMELY BAD WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;January 31-February 4, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Yep, that's right. I had an extremely bad week last week. I will not go into the details. Let's just say that last week, I was... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Overworked and underpaid.&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;PERO BINAWI NI JESS.&lt;br /&gt;February 5, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Oo, binawi ni Jess yung bad week na hinagis niya sa mukha ko. Hahaha! I went to the Ed Session at Tammy's house. We talked about desires. I really liked the session, and I felt that it made me realize a lot of things... (my last post is connected to what I realied). Basta, yung mga taong nasa Ed Session, naiintindihan niyo naman ako, diba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Hay. Mahal ko talaga si Jess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;LETTING GO part TWO.&lt;br /&gt;February 6-8, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Letting go part two was about cleaning my room, and letting go of stuff that I knew I wanted to keep because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;a.) I might need it someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;b.) It reminds me of something/someone, and I don't want to throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;c.) Someone gave it to me, and for me, that would be enough reason not to give it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;But I had to let go of some stuff (well, a lot of stuff actually). Chil played devil's advocate while we were cleaning. She'd find something, and this is how our conversation would go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Chil: Lagay ko na to sa bag ha? That maids can use it pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Kaia: Wag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Chil: Bakit? Hindi mo naman gagamitin to eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Kaia: (insert reason)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Basta, she would ask me all sorts of questions, at kelangan ko talagang maipagtanggol yung bagay na yun. I have to give enough justification for me to be able to keep it; otherwise, I have to let go. Honestly, it was very therapeutic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;We cleaned from 5am (well, I started at 5) Sunday to 2am Monday... Then again, at 10am Monday to 1am Tuesday. I finished up when I got home from work on Tuesday night. I filled a lot of bags with stuff to give away to the helpers and their families, and again, to the victims of the typhoons here in the Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;So, I'm gonna have to give myself a pat on the back. **pat, pat** And Chil too. :D *pat, pat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Good Job, Kae. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;PARTY PLANNING.&lt;br /&gt;February 9, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Anj and I had a late dinner at Cafe Breton Greenbelt after work last night. We wer planning our birthday party (which is in May). Hahaha! Tagal pa no? Basta, yun na yun. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I had a delicious three-cheese crepe for dinner and a strawberry-nutella crepe for dessert. yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I got home at about 1230am. Mom was waiting for me, because she wanted to have tea. **bounce out story tomorrow, promise** Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Watched Starting Over, then went to be at about 230am. Haaaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;February 10, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Work, work, work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;But Wawie texted me a while ago... I HAVE TIKOY! Yey! Hehehe! thanks, waw, for making my day! 24 more minutes, then I shall go and get my tikoy! Wahooooooooooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Tikoy, here I come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year, to you, and you, and you. Especially to me. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Hay. Crazier by the minute. Oh no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;**Will post some pics when I upload them from my phone to my laptop. I can't seem to find my data cable... Anj, may I borrow yours? hehehe!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110804048417480693?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110804048417480693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110804048417480693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110804048417480693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110804048417480693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-roberta-flack-i-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110803440180762154</id><published>2005-02-10T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:22:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I do not see the road ahead of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I cannot know for certain where it will end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Nor do I really know myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;and the fact that I think that I am following your will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;does not mean that I am actually doing so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;though I may know nothing about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;Therefore &lt;strong&gt;I will trust you always&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will not fear,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for you are ever with me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;~Thomas Merton, &lt;em&gt;Thoughts in Solitude~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-- Jess, May tiwala ako sayo. Ikaw na bahala sa akin, ha? Sana kahit papano ay napapasaya kita. Alam mo namang mahalaga ka sa akin. Kung hindi na kita napapasaya, ang hinihingi ko lang sa iyo ay isang tapik sa balikat. Malakas ka sa akin. Basta nga ikaw, diba? --&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/7877204-110803440180762154?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110803440180762154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110803440180762154&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110803440180762154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110803440180762154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-lord-god-i-have-no-idea-where-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110729436952851929</id><published>2005-02-02T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T05:46:09.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ay, Feb na pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahalata ko nung pumasok ako ng opisina at nalunod ang mga mata ko sa kulay pula at kulay rosas na mga lobo na naka-kalat kung saan-saan. Buti na lang hindi ako nasuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb na pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110729436952851929?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110729436952851929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110729436952851929&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110729436952851929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110729436952851929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/ay-feb-na-pala.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877204.post-110720707499877069</id><published>2005-02-01T05:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T05:36:19.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;I really WAS going to update my blog today... But I couldn't... Tinambakan ako ng trabaho. I really didn't mind, pero ang hirap lang nung ginawa ko... Actually, nakaka-sabaw ng utak. Pero oks lang, natapos ko siya, with 4 minutes to spare for blogging. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually in a good mood, considering the amount of work I had tonight (which was A LOT) and the amount of sleep I got yesterday (which was CLOSE TO NONE)... Something really brought my spirits up when I got to work last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAULO COELHO REPLIED TO MY EMAIL!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious. THE Paulo Coelho. Hay. It's short, but hey, it's from Paulo Coelho. Shyet!!! Natulala talaga ako nung binasa ko yung sulat niya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Kaia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere thanks for your kind email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts about my work are important to me and I am grateful for your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May love be your guide in every moment of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. So starstruck. Mahal ko si Paulo Coelho!!! Idol! Idol! Wahoooooooey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Time to go home** :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110720707499877069?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110720707499877069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110720707499877069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110720707499877069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110720707499877069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-really-was-going-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110694585339727375</id><published>2005-01-29T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T05:02:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY OPRAH WINFREY (my adoptive mother... i wish! haha!), TOM SELLECK, and WILLIAM MCKINLEY!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Brithday din Kay Ralph de Jesus, kapitbahay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I soooooo lack sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with Erix.&lt;br /&gt;'Twas our last.&lt;br /&gt;So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home.&lt;br /&gt;Eight am.&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could not fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tried.&lt;br /&gt;But could not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Drifted off to Lala land.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anj comes.&lt;br /&gt;Wakes me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up.&lt;br /&gt;I smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I change.&lt;br /&gt;I tie my hair up.&lt;br /&gt;We leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk to the Promenade.&lt;br /&gt;We decide to eat.&lt;br /&gt;We choose Superbowl.&lt;br /&gt;We order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat hakaw.&lt;br /&gt;She eats beef brisket.&lt;br /&gt;And siomai.&lt;br /&gt;We talk.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Talk again.&lt;br /&gt;We walk home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**kasi, najejebs ako nun**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch Friends.&lt;br /&gt;We laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;The room's hot.&lt;br /&gt;We go to the other room.&lt;br /&gt;It's colder there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch Friends.&lt;br /&gt;We laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anj leaves.&lt;br /&gt;I get ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work.&lt;br /&gt;I evaluate.&lt;br /&gt;I coach.&lt;br /&gt;I surf.&lt;br /&gt;I take my break.&lt;br /&gt;I evaluate.&lt;br /&gt;I coach.&lt;br /&gt;I write in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I look back at what I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;I think again.&lt;br /&gt;Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soooooo lack sleep.&lt;/center&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/7877204-110694585339727375?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110694585339727375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110694585339727375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110694585339727375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110694585339727375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-oprah-winfrey-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110692069016432707</id><published>2005-01-28T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T22:05:15.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="250" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;div   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am a hybrid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/" target="'_blank'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Progressive Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/" target="'_blank'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Girl Next Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Click on the 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href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110692069016432707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110692069016432707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110692069016432707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110692069016432707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-hybrid-of-progressive-girl-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110686146490869675</id><published>2005-01-28T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T05:32:13.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3399ff;"&gt;If I had my life to live over again, I'd try to make more mistakes next time. I wouldn't try to be so perfect. I would relax more. I'd limber up. I'd be sillier than I've been on this trip. In fact, I know very few things that I would take so seriously. I'd be crazier. I'd be less hygienic. I'd take more chances, I'd take more trips, I'd climb more mountains, I'd swim more rivers, I'd watch more sunsets, I'd go more places I've never been to. I'd eat more ice cream and fewer beans. I'd have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I was one of those people who lived prophylactically and sensibly and sanely hour after hour and day after day. Oh, I've had my moments, and if I had it to do all over again, I'd have more of those moments. In fact, I'd try to have nothing but beautiful moments - moment by moment by moment. I've been one of those people who never went anywhere without a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do all over again, I'd travel lighter next time. If I had it to do all over again, I'd start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I'd ride more merry-go-rounds, I'd watch more sunrises, and I'd play with more children, if I had my life to live over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see, &lt;strong&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Leo Buscaglia&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/7877204-110686146490869675?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110686146490869675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110686146490869675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110686146490869675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110686146490869675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/if-i-had-my-life-to-live-over-again-id.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110685938928043893</id><published>2005-01-28T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:08:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULIAN FELIPE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday din kay SJ (Kitchie Nadal look-alike) Hahaha! Mahal kita! Kissykissy!!! Mwah! Hahaha! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" src="http://tinypic.com/1gsvuc" width="180" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow. As in wow&lt;/strong&gt;. My eyes are strained right now because I do not have enough sleep, and I spent the entire morning (and half of the afternoon) reading &lt;em&gt;Veronika Decides to Die&lt;/em&gt;. Wow. Was in wow. Yun lang ang masasabi ko. When I first bought the book (in college pa, as in the copy that I gave to Erix) and read through the first couple of pages , I thought I wouldn't be interested, so I put it down. When Erix asked if she could borrow it, I lent it to her, and I never asked for it again. I had forgotten all about Erix borrowing my copy, and I thought I had lost it, which is why I bought myself another one. I started reading it when I got home from work, and I finished at about 2:00pm. I couldn't put the damn thing down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**Oh, and I think I need a reading lamp, or I need to have the bulbs of the light in the center of my room replaced... tama ka Erix, nung sinabi mo sa akin na "talagang masisira ang mata no niyan." Ang dilim pala ng kwarto ko, na-realize ko lang.** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though it was written simply, it was such a powerful novel, that up until now, almost 24 hours since I started reading it, I cannot put into words exactly what I have to say about it. Ang dami, ang dami kong natutunan sa aklat na ito... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Biglang pumasok sa utak ko ang kantang nagtatanong kung "sino ang tunay na baliw?" Sino nga ba? Sino nga ba ang tunay na baliw? Sino nga ba ang baliw, at sino nga ba ang normal? At sino nga ba ang makapaghuhusga kung sino ang mailalagay sa mga kategoryang ito? Lahat tayo ay baliw, sa iba't ibang paraan. Madness need not be negative, although society thinks that it is. Natatakot tayong lahat magpakabaliw, natatakot tayong matawag ng lipunan na baliw. Pero hindi nating lubusang matitikman ang sarap nang mabuhay kung hindi tayo "magpapakabaliw" paminsan-minsan... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Galing sa libro, &lt;strong&gt;"an awareness of death encourages us to live more intensely."&lt;/strong&gt; Dahil alam ni Veronika na mamamatay na siya, nakita niya kung ano talaga ang buhay. Nalaman niya ang pagmamahal, ang sakit, ang mga pangarap, at ang simpleng ganda ng buhay... E ano ngayon kung tinawag akong baliw (ahwehehehehehehe... marami na ngang nakapagtawag sakin nito)? Imbis na magpaka-ewan ako dahil akoy tinawag na isang loka-loka, di kaya'y dapat kong lasapin ang bawat saglit ng aking "pagkabaliw," bawat diwa, bawat karanasan, bawat simbuyo na maramdaman ko... Dapat akong sumayaw, kumanta, maglaro sa ulan... Gumuhit at magpinta... Tumawa, humalakhak sa kaligayahan ng buhay at ng pagiging buhay... umiyak... sumigaw... magwala... lumabas sa mundong ginagalawan ko, at sundan ang aking mga pangarap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whew. Chez, no? Pero ang galing tala ng linstak na librong yan... Tama si Erix, it's a lot better than &lt;em&gt;By the River Piedra, I sat Down and Wept&lt;/em&gt; (talagang buong title no?). I liked &lt;em&gt;By the River&lt;/em&gt;... but &lt;em&gt;Veronika&lt;/em&gt;... is way better. It reached into the depths of my soul and inspired me &lt;strong&gt;to live, to struggle to survive, and not to succomb.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, from time to time, be a little crazier than I already am. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110685938928043893?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110685938928043893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110685938928043893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110685938928043893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110685938928043893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-julian-felipe-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110677505588568593</id><published>2005-01-27T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T05:30:55.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Parang.... lagi na lang purple... Parang... kulang ng blue... Parang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh no. Baliw na ba ako? Parang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110677505588568593?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110677505588568593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110677505588568593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110677505588568593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110677505588568593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/parang.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110677435331263609</id><published>2005-01-27T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T05:19:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEWIS CAROLL and WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;27 January...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;125 years ago (1880)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thomas Edison Patents his electric incandescent lamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;87 years ago (1918)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Tarzan of the Apes," the first Tarzan film, premieres at the Broadway Theater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;57 years ago (1948)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The first tape recorder is sold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;21 years ago (1984)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Michael Jackson suffers some burns in an accident during the filming for a Pepsi commercial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Haaaaay. I so don't have anything to write right now. I spent the &lt;strong&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/strong&gt; day sleeping yesterday. Serious! Well, I finished reading &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan Brown's Digital Fortress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (astig! I'd recommend it!) at about 9:30 am... Then I went to sleep, only to wake up at 8:45 PM! Hahahaha! Yey, so excited to start reading &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Veronika Decides to Die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; later when I get home... which is about a half hour from now. Wahoo! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;YOU KNOW YOU'RE FILIPINO WHEN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(and let's just see how Filipino I am -- well, according to this list, at least)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Your middle name is your mother's maiden name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Your parents call each other "Mommy" and "Daddy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You have uncles and aunts named "Boy," "Girlie," or "Baby."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-You have relatives whose nicknames consist of repeated syllables like "Jun-Jun," "Ling-Ling," and "Mon-Mon."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You call the parents of your friends and your own parents' friends "Tito" and "Tita."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You have four or five names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You greet your elders by touching their hands to your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You always kiss your relatives on the cheek whenever you enter or leave the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You follow your parents' house rules even if you are over 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You live with your parents until and at times even after you're married. &lt;em&gt;(La pa ngang boyfriend eh...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You decorate your dining room wall with a picture of the "Last Supper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You keep your furniture wrapped in plastic or covered with blankets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You have a Sto. Nino shrine in your living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You have a piano that no one plays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You keep a tabo in your bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You use Vicks Vapor rub as an insect repellant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You eat with your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You eat more than three times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You think a meal is not a meal without rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You think sandwiches are snacks, not meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Your dining table has a merry-go-round (lazy Susan) in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You bring baon to work everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Your pantry is never without Spam, Vienna sausage, corned beef, and sardines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You love to eat daing or tuyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You prop up one knee while eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You eat your meal with patis, toyo, suka, banana catsup, or bagoong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Your tablecloths are stained with toyo circles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You love sticky desserts and salty snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-You eat fried Spam and hot dogs with rice.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You eat mangoes with rice--with great GUSTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You love "dirty" ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You love to eat, yet often manage to stay slim. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AAAAAABWAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You put hot dogs in your spaghetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Everything you eat is sauted in garlic, onion, and tomatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You order a "soft drink" instead of soda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You hang a rosary on your car's rear view mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You get together with family at a cemetery on All Saint's Day to eat, drink, and tell stories by your loved ones' graves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You play cards or mahjong and drink beer at funeral wakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You think Christmas season begins in October and ends in January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Your second piece of luggage is a balikbayan box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You've mastered the art of packing a suitcase to double capacity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You collect items from airlines, hotels, and restaurants as "souvenirs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You feel obligated to give pasalubong to all your friends and relatives each time you return from a trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You use paper foot outlines when buying shoes for friends and relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You're a fashion victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You can convey 30 messages with your facial expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You hold your palms together in front of you and say "excuse, excuse" when you pass in between people or in front of the TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You ask for the bill at a restaurant by making a rectangle in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You cover your mouth when you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You respond to a "Hoy!" or a "Pssst!" in a crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You'll answer "Malapit lang!"--no matter the distance--when asked how far away a place is located.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Goldilocks is more than a fairy tale character to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You refer to power interruptions as "brownouts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-You love to use the following acronyms:&lt;/strong&gt; CR for comfort room, &lt;strong&gt;DI for dance instructor, DOM for dirty old man, &lt;/strong&gt;TNT for tago nang tago, &lt;strong&gt;KJ for kill joy, KSP for kulang sa pansin, OA for over-acting, &lt;/strong&gt;TL for true love, BF for boyfriend and GF for girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-You say "rubber shoes" instead of sneakers, "ball pen" instead of pen, "stockings" instead of pantyhose&lt;/strong&gt;, "pampers" instead of diapers, &lt;strong&gt;"ref"&lt;/strong&gt; or "prijider"&lt;strong&gt; instead of refrigerator&lt;/strong&gt;, "Colgate" instead of toothpaste, "canteen" instead of cafeteria, and "open" or "close" instead of turn on or turn off (as in the lights).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You use an umbrella for shade on hot summer days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You like everything imported or "state-side."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You love ballroom dancing, bowling, pusoy, mah jong, billiards, and karaoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You have a relative who is a nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-When you're in a restaurant, you wipe your plate and utensils before using them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You can squeeze 15 passengers into your five seater car without a second thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You wave a pom-pom on a stick around the food to keep the flies away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You always ring a doorbell twice, assuming that the first ring was not heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-You let the phone ring twice before answering, lest you appear overly eager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;** 11 minutes till going home time. tamang-tama. have to fill up WMS before I leave. my toes are gonna fall off from the cold. i miss my planner. wah.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;**baba, will get it from you probably tomorrow or saturday, oki?**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110677435331263609?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110677435331263609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110677435331263609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110677435331263609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110677435331263609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-lewis-caroll-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110676862398949118</id><published>2005-01-27T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T04:53:26.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ok... So mejo nag-quiz marathon ako. Hahaha! I'm bored right now because there aren't a lot of calls to evaluate... Hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1gm6vo" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocktail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;?? Which Alcoholic Drink Are You ??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1gm77m" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morpheus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1gm5co" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"it's a small world": The happiest cruise that ever sailed!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Surreal and silly, or sweet and touching, you are a well intentioned 1960s homage to the world's diversity that unfortunatly inspires feelings of sheer terror in those who can't help but feel something more sinister lays beneath your shiney surface. But most cannot deny your charm, even if they cannot explain it, and leave feeling better than when they entered. Most overlook the fact that because of your unique style and design, courtesy of Disney Legend Mary Blair, you are a true work of art and you deserve to be appreciated. You are both worldy and simplistic, both cosmopolitan and decidedly middle American. You are a splendid candy-coated contradiction with a sugary, sunny song that one never forgets. If the world truely listened to your never-ending optimism, it could be a small world after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/serogi/quizzes/What%20Disneyland%20attraction%20are%20you?/"&gt;What Disneyland attraction are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 458px; HEIGHT: 300pxcolor:black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="458" align="center" border="1" &gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Linguistic Intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1gma93" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yun lang... Hay... Back to work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110676862398949118?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110676862398949118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110676862398949118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110676862398949118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110676862398949118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110668927489773342</id><published>2005-01-26T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T05:41:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANITA BAKER, PAUL NEWMAN, and DOUGLAS MacARTHUR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26 January....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;164 Years ago (1841)...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Great Britain formally occupies Hong Kong, which the Chinese had ceded to the British.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55 Years ago (1955)...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;India makes the official proclamation of being a republic as Rajendra Prasad takes the oath of office as the President.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 Years ago (1988)...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The Andrew Lloyd Webber musical, "Phantom of the Opera," opens at Broadway's Majestic Theater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Years ago (1998)...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Intel launches the 333 MHz Pentium II chip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Wala lang. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I got home at about 7:30 am, and I had planned to sleep the entire morning before going to the Days Prayer Session. The thing was, I couldn't. Hahaha. I spent the morning watching Friends, reading "And Now You Can Go," and writing in my journal. I picked Chil up at about 1:00pm. Because we had to buy ingredients for that night, we went to the grocery before going to Tammy's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The Prayer Session was good. Although I wasn't there for mor ethan half of it, I was able to pick some stuff up. Though I can't say that it helped me A LOT, it gave me a deeper and more meaningful perspective on Days, and the community in which I belong in. Based from the first Days prayer session, I can say that I'm definitely looking forward to the second one, and the third one, and the fourth one... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;We had a late Christmas party at Tammy's house afterwards. The atendees (naks!) were: Me, Joshua, Tammy, Dandan, Wawie, Erix, Nico, Bobs, Chil, Anj, LA and Charlu. It was soooooo much fun! Tammy (well, Ate Cristy) prepared pasta (yum!), I (with the help of Chil, Tammy and Anj) made salad (mayabang na kung mayabang... pero YUM!), Wawie brought chicken lollipop (oh.my.god. YUM.)... And I forgot what else the others brought. Hahaha! Anyway, we played charrades after dinner, the category being DAYS... It was so fun (not to mention funny-- no, HILARIOUS)! We spent the evening just laughing and taking pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Speaking of taking pictures, ang hirap palang maging model. Hahaha! Wawie, Erix, and I took turns posing for the camera, taking pictures, and styling the shots. Hahaha! We spent almost the netire night holding a photo shoot in Tammy's lanai. Hahaha! Funfunfun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The last people who left were Wawie and Joshua, at about 2:00 AM. We stayed downstairs with Tammy's brothers to watch Master Showman (&lt;em&gt;for the love of God!!!&lt;/em&gt;). After 32 and half hours of being awake, I finally went to bed, thanking Jess for the night, and for the friends I spent it with. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I woke up at 9am-ish. Tammy and her family left me to go to mass, and I ate breakfast alone (hahaha, Tammy, as usual, thanks again for allowing me to be makapal in your haouse!!!). I went home at about 1030am to take a bath. My mom and I left for White Plains to meet up with my grandparents before going to Alabang (it was my cousin Yssa's 3rd birthday). I was playing with my 2-year old cousin, Chin Chin while we were waiting for lunch. This is what happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Chin, tulog lang ako, ha. Huwag kang maingay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chin: Wag ka tulog! Wala ako laro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Pagod ako e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chin: Pagod Ataia (that's that she calls me)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Oo. Wag ka maingay ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chin: Sige!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;** I close my eyes and pretend to sleep. ChinChin crawls on the bed and cuddles up beside me**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chin (in my ear): I LOVE YOU! YOU LOVE ME! WE'RE A HAPPY FAMILY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Kaia: Ay! Diba sabi ko huwag ka maingay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chin: **Wala, tawang-tawa lang siya sa ginawa niya**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hahahaha! Hangkyut. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My mom and I went ahead of the others, because we wanted to go shopping at Town Center. I went to Powerbooks, and spent... Wah. 3,400 pesos. Serious. Well, technically, I spent only a thousand, because I had GCs worth 2,400. :) hahaha! I bought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1. Veronika Decides to Die - Paulo Coelho (I don't know if my copy is with Erix, and if it is, Erix, yours na lang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2. Eleven Minutes - Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3. Ancient History (The book that was worth 2,999 pesos -- It was on sale though, 20% off. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hayun... We went to Ayala Alabang Country Club after going shopping. The party was ok. Typical children's party, not as grand as the first two she had. Hahaha. :) There was pritchon, so I was pretty happy. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;We got home at about 7:00 pm. As soon as I entered my room, I plopped down on my bed and drifted away to lala land... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What a tiring weekend. It was fun, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have to get some sleep. I'm turning into a zombie... Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;**homeward bound!!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110668927489773342?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110668927489773342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110668927489773342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110668927489773342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110668927489773342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-anita-baker-paul-newman.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110634420085235217</id><published>2005-01-25T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T05:20:20.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CORY AQUINO and ROBERT BURNS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I can compare my friends with is a visit to the doctor (I know, I know, it's weird, but you'll understand once you read on), or the hospital. I was in one of my crazy moods one day, and I got to thinking that the things (or people) in the hospital, and what these things or people do can actually be compared to my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DOCTOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The doctor is the person who listens to what you've been feeling. The doctor is the one who analyzes the situation and tells you what to do to make it better. The doctor tells you the truth. The doctor tries to understand what you're feeling and tries to make it better. &lt;strong&gt;The doctor is PILAR. &lt;/strong&gt;If I were to pick which trait Pilar has that she's best at, it's listening. Though I don't get to see her often, or talk to her as much as I want, she's always there to listen to whatever I want to say, be it stories about the stuff that's been happening in my life, to my accomplishments, to things that have made me sad. Sometimes that's what I need, just someone to listen, not judge, or tell you what do do, or even give advice. Pilar has always been there to listen. She knows exactly what to say to make me feel better. She tells me the truth when I need it, and when I ask for it. She knows when not to say anything, and when to give her opinion. She is the doctor in my hospital. &lt;strong&gt;Pilar, Thank you. I Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NURSE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse is the doctor's assistant. When I was young, it was the nurse, aside from my mom or grandmother, that would hold my hand and tell me that everything was going to be all right. When I was confined in the hospital, the nurse would come in from time to time to check my temperature or dextrose, make sure I took my medicines, or simply see to it that I was doing okay. &lt;strong&gt;CHIL is the nurse.&lt;/strong&gt; I haven't been friends with her as long as my other close friends. She has become one of my best friends despite that fact that we've only been friends for a little more than a year. Just like a nurse, it tooke me only a short while for me to become comfortable with her. It took me a short time for me to trust her. Chil is my nurse also because she has always been there to hold my hand when things don't go well. She has always been there to make sure that I was okay. When I'd be sick (literally), she'd check on me from time to time to make sure I drank the proper medicine and ate the right foods. When things at home were shitty, or when I have a personal problem, she wouldn't leave me until she was completely sure I was okay. Chil is the nurse in my hospital. &lt;strong&gt;Chil, Thank you. I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AROMATIC AMMONIA SPIRIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Aromatic ammonia spirit (air-a-MAT-ik a-MOAN-ya SPIR-it) is used to prevent or treat fainting. It is more commonly referred to as "smelling salts," or what one would use to wake up an unconscious person. &lt;strong&gt;KATHY is my ammonia. &lt;/strong&gt;She is the one who tells to to wake up, she makes me realize na kailangan kong "magpakatotoo," kahit masakit. She is the person who makes me "wake up and smell the coffee." When I am in a bad mood, or when I feel like nothing is going right, she helps me see the brighter side to things. She wakes me up and makes me realize that no problem is too big to handle. When I am in too good a mood, she brings my feet back to the ground, and makes me see reality. She restores my conciousness. She sees to it that I am living my life, and that I am not just slumped in some corner, wallowing in my own misery. Kathy is my Ammonia. &lt;strong&gt;Kathy, Thank you. I love you and I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANESTHESIA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anesthesia: agent which produces a local or general loss of sensation, including pain. This is used usually for operations, both major and minor, especially when the patient has a low tolerance for pain. &lt;strong&gt;TAMMY and ANJ are my Anesthesia.&lt;/strong&gt; Not that they make me completely numb to pain, but they know exactly what to say to soften the blow. They know how to lessen the pain I'm feeling. When they have to tell me something that's gonna hurt, they know eactly how to say it so that it doesn't hurt as much. In another light, when I'm with them, sometimes I feel so happy that I feel like I'm floating. For a moment I forget whatever pain I'm carrying around. They make life much easier to bear, just by the fact that they're around. The explanation's simple, but so true. Tammy and Anj are my Anesthesia. &lt;strong&gt;Baba and Anj, Thank you. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VACCINE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaccine: a preparation of killed microorganisms, living attenuated organisms, or living fully virulent organisms that is administered to produce or artificially increase immunity to a particular disease. There are different kinds of vaccines. There's a vaccine for measles, another one for chicken pox, one for hepa a, another one for hepa b... and so on and so forth. &lt;strong&gt;MIKE, WAPS and RIA are my Vaccine.&lt;/strong&gt; They make sure that I don't get hurt, both emotionally and physically (although Mike does like to pinch and slap and punch... i don't mind). They make sure that no one messes with me, or else they'll have to deal with them. Ria is my vaccine because she makes sure that I don't get hurt, more emotionally than physically. Waps and Mike make sure that I don't gat hurt, both physically and emotionally. Though I rarely get to see the two boys, I feel safe just knowing that they're my friends. Ria, Mike and Waps are my Vaccine. &lt;strong&gt;Ria, Mike, and Waps, Thank you. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERTHIOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Merthiolate: Used as an antiseptic. An antiseptic is used in medical practice to prevent or combat bacterial infections of superficial tissues and to sterilize instruments and infected material. &lt;strong&gt;BOBS is my Merthiolate.&lt;/strong&gt; Bobs can heal, just like merthiolate can. But just like Merthiolate stings when applied, Bobs can be brutally honest with me. She tells me the truth, whether I want to hear it or not. Although sometimes it hurts, I appreciate her brutality, because sometimes it's what I need to be able to help myself become better, sometimes, it's what I need to be able to see what I've been doing wrong. Sometimes, it's also her brutality that can make me laugh when I'm panicking, or in a middle of a fix. She can say the frankest (is there such a word?) things to make me laugh and forget, for a moment what I've been problematic about. I don't know how she does it, but somehow she makes the pain sting first before it can go away. And sometimes, that's the only way to do it. I've always believed that you can't put Teramycin (or Merthiolate, in this case) on a wounded heart. But there's always Bobs. Bobs is my Merthiolate. &lt;strong&gt;Bobs, thank you. I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYRINGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Syringe: a device used to inject fluids into or withdraw them from something (as the body or its cavities). I remember when I was young, and I would go to the doctor for my shots. I'd be scared out of my wits, and the doctor would say "parang kagat lang yan ng langgam." Tang inang langgam yan ang laki. Although the pain was not as huge as I feared it would be, it was there. The doctor would poke the syringe in my arm, inject medicine (or in some cases, draw blood), take it out, and vigorously rub a piece of alcohol-soaked cotton on the spot where the syringe "stabbed" me. It would sting, then my upper arm would grow numb for a while, then hurt a little, then I'd be all right again. &lt;strong&gt;ERIX is my syringe.&lt;/strong&gt; She's frank, but not as brutal as bobs is (don't get me wrong, Bobs, I appreciate your brutality. I love you! :D). Sometimes, Erix stings me unexpectedly by her &lt;em&gt;hirtis&lt;/em&gt; about random things. But the sting is a good sting. You know why (No, not Sting the singer. This is not the time for jokes)? Because when she stings, she makes me realize a lot of things. Just like Bobs, Erix has to "hurt" me first, give me some sort of wake-up call, just to help me make things better. Sometimes I become numb, then it would hurt... Then I'd be okay again, sometimes even better. Just like the syringe injects fluids, Erix has taught me things that I know I will never learn from anyone else. She is one of the few people who have taught me to be strong, among other things. Though I don't tell her much, Erix remains to be one of the greatest teachers I've ever met in my entire life, aside from being my bestest best friend in the whole wide universe. :D And I'm not even done yet. There's something else that makes my best friend like a syringe. Just like a syringe draws out blood from its patient, Erix knows me inside-out. She knows exactly what's on my mind, or what I'm feeling, just by looking at me. She has this way of drawing out whatever I'm feeling, even if I don't really feel like telling anyone (And just in case you're wondering, I tell her anyway. Haha!). She can sense if I'm in a bad mood, if I'm &lt;em&gt;kinikilig&lt;/em&gt;, if I'm &lt;em&gt;naiinis&lt;/em&gt;, and so on and so forth... And she knows exactly what to do about it. There are so many more things I can say about Erix, but I would run out of time. :D Basta. Erix is my Syringe. &lt;strong&gt;Erix, Thank you. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLLIPOP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything's over... You've said "aaaaah..." and you've inhaled and exhaled, you've taken your shots and jump off the patient's bed, the doctor gives you a lollipop. Sometimes, the doctor gives you two, "just because." Or the doctor hands you one because "you've been a brave girl." Somehow, the sting caused by the injection or the antiseptic goes away... And is replaced by a smile. &lt;strong&gt;WAWIE and MIA are my lollipops.&lt;/strong&gt; Literally speaking, just like lollipops, Mia and Wawie are very sweet people, because thay think of the weirdest yet sweetest things to make me smile. They are the ones that remind me that there's always a rainbow waiting for me. The remind me to smile in spite of the pain. Unconsciously, they remind me that even in pain, there is beauty. They make me laugh by their weird ideas and antics, but are always ready for a serious talk when I need one. They are my ray of sunshine. They never fail to make me see the brighter side of things. They are the ones that always give me a reason to smile even though the only thing I think I can do is cry. Their personalities are so colorful, that it's impossible to not smile when they're around. Wawie and Mia are my lollipops. &lt;strong&gt;Wawie and Mia, Thank you. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my friends. The people who, aside from my family, helped define who I am now. I've given you a sneak peek inside MY hospital, my hospital of friends. Yup, that's actually just a sneak peek. I could go on all day writing about my friends and things in the hospital (hydrogen peroxide, gauze, betadine, the list is endless)... But it would take me forever, and I don't know how long this post will end up if I do that. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got to thinking... Sometimes, these people switch roles with each other... Tammy can sometimes be the Merthiolate or the doctor... Mike, the lollipop or the syringe. Although they each have "roles" in my hospital, they all work hand-in-hand to be able to help me ease whatever pain I'm feeling (&lt;em&gt;minsan&lt;/em&gt; double-body &lt;em&gt;pa nga eh&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;em&gt;Basta.&lt;/em&gt; The point is, I'm thankful for my friends, whether their names are here or not. &lt;strong&gt;I'm thankful that they're in my life. And just knowing that makes life sooooo much easier to bear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To all my friends: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING PART OF MY LIFE. Having you around has been a blast, and I'm looking forward to more and more years of great friendship with you guys. Mahal na mahal na mahal ko kayo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;** And now it's time to go home. Sana lang hindi mabura 'to. **&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110634420085235217?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110634420085235217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110634420085235217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110634420085235217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110634420085235217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-cory-aquino-and-robert.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110660030845720332</id><published>2005-01-25T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T04:58:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Please pray for Wawie's cousin, Mikkel Vy. He passed away a couple of days ago in Guam. Please pray for his soul, and his family. Additional prayers are requested for the safe departure and arrival of his family members who will be going to Guam this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;May he rest in peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Kuya Jess, Ikaw na bahala, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110660030845720332?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110660030845720332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110660030845720332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110660030845720332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110660030845720332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/please-pray-for-wawies-cousin-mikkel.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110657726526215389</id><published>2005-01-24T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T22:34:25.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN BELUSHI and NEIL DIAMOND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Okay... So last Saturday, I was supposed to log-off at 5:30, because that's when my shift ends... I finished all my work at 4:45, and because I had 45 minutes more to kill, I started writing an essay for the blog. It was about my friends. Because I was so into it, I finished writing the piece at about 7:00 am. I felt so triumphant to have written a piece that long. As soon as i clicked on the "publish post" button, guess what happened? Yup, that's right. "PAGE CANNOT BE DISPLAYED." Page cannot be effing displayed. Tried clicking on refresh, it went back to teh dashboard. Clicked on back, nothing happened. What I had written, what I had slaved on and stayed beyond my usual houres to write was gone forever. I was close to tears when I realized this, but I was too tired to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So now, I shall try to re-write the entire thing... I shall try to go back and remember what I wrote... Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110657726526215389?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110657726526215389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110657726526215389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110657726526215389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110657726526215389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-john-belushi-and-neil.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110634021590099353</id><published>2005-01-22T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T04:47:02.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full... Awake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINDA BLAIR, BILL BIXBY, LORD BYRON and FRANCIS BACON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday din kay Jeline de Dios (Windchimes!!!!) and Uncle Tate!!! Mahal ko kayo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~rep1ayed"&gt;Ral&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;picked me up kanina so I could satisfy my craving for coffee. Hahaha! We ended up at Starbucks in Greenbelt 1. We bought our coffee and went out to look for a place to sit. Apparently, all the seats were taken. Ard. I was hungry so we decided to go to Chili's. We ordered Bottomless Tostada chips with Salsa (and coffee??!?! Goodluck.), and I had a cup pf soup. We talked over... uhm... Late dinner, midnight snack, ek, whatever! I had fun, kahit na one and a half hours lang yun. Hahaha! It was a more than welcome break from spending my breaks with a cigarette and the plants at the Enterprise. **Loser** Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~rep1ayed"&gt;Ral&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Had fun! Sa uulitin! :D And now... Back to work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110634021590099353?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110634021590099353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110634021590099353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110634021590099353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110634021590099353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/full-awake.html' title='Full... Awake...'/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110631966954113293</id><published>2005-01-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:01:09.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ripped off from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~aether"&gt;Chika's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;blog (hehehe):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1. Copy this whole list into your journal.&lt;br /&gt;2. Put in Italics the things that are true about you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Whatever you don't put in italics is false.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;01. I miss somebody right now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;02. I don't watch much TV these days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;03. I love olives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;04. I love sleeping &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;05. I own lots of books&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;06. I wear glasses or contact lenses &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;07. I love to play video games&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;08. I've tried marijuana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;09. I've watched a porn movie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;10. I have been in a threesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;13. I have acne free skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;14. I like and respect Al Sharpton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. I curse frequently&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. I have a hobby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;18. I've been told I: (women) have an applebottom, (men) am packing. ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;20. I'm really, really smart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. I've never broken someone's bones (as far as i can remember....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;23. I hate the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;24. I'm paranoid at times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;25. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe and free of cost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. I need money right now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;27. I love Sushi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;28. I talk really, really fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. I have fresh breath in the morning&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;30. I have semi-long hair&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;31. I have lost money in Las Vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;34. I shave my legs (females) or face (males) on a regular basis &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;35. I have a twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;36. I have worn fake hair/nails/eyelashes in the past (nails)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;37. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;38. I like the way that I look a lot of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;39. I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;40. I know how to do cornrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;41. I am usually pessimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;42. I have a lot of mood swings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;43. I think prostitution should be legalized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;44. I think Britney Spears is hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;45. I have cheated on a significant other in the past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;46. I have a hidden talent&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;48. I think that I'm popular &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. I am currently single&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;50. I have kissed someone of the same sex&lt;/em&gt; (wahahahaha!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;51. I enjoy talking on the phone&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;52. I practically live in PJ pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;53. I love to shop (a little )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;54. I would rather shop than eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;55. I would classify myself as ghetto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;56. I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;57. I'm obsessed with DeviantArt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;58. I don't hate anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;59. I'm a pretty good dancer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;60. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;62. I have a cell phone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;63. I believe in God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;64. I watch MTV on a daily basis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;66. I love drama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;67. I have never been in a real relationship before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;68. I've rejected someone before yesh biliv it or not! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;69. I have never been to a big concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;71. I want to have children in the future &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;72. I have changed a diaper/nappy before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;73. I've called the cops on a friend before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;74. I bite my nails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;76. I'm not allergic to anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;77. I have a lot to learn&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;78. I have dated someone at least 7 years older or younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;80. I am very shy around the opposite sex sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;81. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;82. I have at least 5 away messages saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;83. I have tried alcohol or drugs before (alcohol)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;84. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;85. I own the "South Park" movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;86. I have avoided assignments at work to be on Blogger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;87. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;88. I enjoy some country music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. I would die for my best friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;91. I watch soap operas whenever I can (hm.. konti lang eh lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;92. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;95. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;98. I have dated a close friend's ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;99. I'm happy as of this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;100. I need a cookie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110631966954113293?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110631966954113293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110631966954113293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110631966954113293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110631966954113293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/ripped-off-from-chikas-blog-hehehe-1.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110624511232702902</id><published>2005-01-21T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T03:40:46.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEENA DAVIS, JACK NICKLAUS and CHRISTIAN DIOR!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday din kay Eduard Abatayo (Anak ko yan!!!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. I haven't been posting in a while because Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, I was training the new comm coaches who were on transition. Thus, I had no time to dilly-dally and update my blog, save for the short update about Xavier's funeral... Hay. Anyway, I'm back to almost-normal, with no one to coach (yet. I'm bracing myself for tomorrow, because the last day is when the valid calls come in)... Anyway... Yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY. SUNDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Days Meeting in Ateneo. Was really sleepy because I came from work. I had to sleep for a while when I got home from work, of course. Hehehe. :) Before heading to the meeting, Josh, Pat and I had lunch at Chili's, then we picked Bobs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I were supposed to go to Tammy's house after the meeting to get ready for Erika's party, but there were too many things that I forgot to bring (the drinks, Christmas gifts that I wasn't able to give during the holidays...), so Joshua and I went home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo FUN. As in. I saw so many people who I haven't seen in such a long time. I transferred from group to group, sharing stories and jokes, reminiscing, having pictures taken, taking pictures, dancing, making drinks... Basta, ang saya. Actually, the real party place was the kitchen! Hahaha! I just noticed that we never danced anywhere in the house, except for the kitchen. Hahaha! There must be something about Erika's kitchen that made us want to dance. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the party, we (Me, Erix, Nico, Wawie, LA, Kyla... Toto and Joshua, And Mandel were on the couch, I think) were gathered around tita Jin, telling her stories and just laughing and laughing. Hahaha! We were all pretty much tipsy, if not drunk. Haha! Wawie and LA left after a while, and we all sat in the living room... SINGING OUR LUNGS OUT. Hahaha! We had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, Erix was right when she said that I left them for her mom. Hehehe. Tita Jin and I went to their bathroom to smoke and have a heart-to-heart talk... Well, more like have a heart-to-heart talk and smoke. Hehehe! I don't know how long we were talking, but I remember going to bed with the sun out already. Woah. It's hard to believe that I was able to talk to her about something while I was under the influence of alcohol. Hahaha! &lt;em&gt;In vino veritas.&lt;/em&gt; In wine, there is truth. Hehe. **Tita Jin, thanks so much. Or... Erix, Tell your mom thanks. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, we woke up at about 2, had lunch, and got dressed. Erix had somewhere to go to with her family, and Josh and I had to get home before 5. We slept for about an hour and went out for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Dinner that night was with mom, Joshua, Lolo No, Lola Minda, Tita Ann, Caloy, Yssa and Mico at Teriyaki Boy at Ortigas. **YUM** I had Salmon Sashimi, and Josh and I shared Sukiyaki. Yum. Haha. We had halo-halo at Chowking, and then we brought Lolo and Lola home. Mom dropped Josh and I off at Starbucks in Greenhills to meet up with Wawie and Pat. Sayang, Tammy and Dandan were supposed to go, pero hindi sila natuloy... Hay. Anyway, my mom texted that we should go home early, because Joshua had class the following day. So Wawie brought us home at about 11pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What a weekend that was. Thanks to everyone who made it happen! **Hyuk, feeling ako yung may birthday!** No, seriously, thanks. Most especially to Erix. Belated happy birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;**will post pics as soon as I get them from wawie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY. TUESDAY. WEDNESDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I trained three of the new comm coaches who were on transition for these days. China, Dio, Roggie and K were great "students," and I'm really glad that I met them. They're fun to be with, and were very open about everything that we talked about inside and outside the TQID room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;China, Dio, Roggie, and K: Good luck on the floor! Will go and visit you at Ortigas! Am gonna miss you! Yosi break? Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;On Tuesday night and Wednesday night, Wawie came to visit again. Hahaha! It's beginning to be a ritual for us already. Of course, we had to cap the night off with the *bow-curtsy* ritual.Basta, mahirap i-explain dito, pero nakakatawa, kasi mukha kaming tanga. Buti na lang gabi yun at wala masyadong taong nakakakita sa amin. Otherwise... Ehe. Baka dakipin kami't dalin sa mental. Oh, and I realized something. If Erix has a Mike, I have a Wawie (well, without the roma***c ek). Awww... He is my... battery, my vitamins, my ray of sunshine, one of my bestest friends. Aww.. Yeah. It's weird, we were talking last night and we were thinking about when exactly did we start talking to each other. Haha! I don't actually remember, but I remember the first time we were laughing to death together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Wawie+Buloid+Kaia+Creepy vigil room at MHOP+Warm CokeLight+1 Tub of Sticko+Flashlight+Nursery songs+"dead"=Unstoppable laughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yeah, malabo talaga, pero basta. hahaha! Yun na nga... Basta, Wawie, salamat! Alam mo na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Another person that I'm thankful for this week is Bobs. Though she didn't know Xavier personally, she went with me to the funeral because I didn't want to go alone. She woke up early for me. She walked with me from Ateneo to Loyola Memorial, around the cemetery, and back to Ateneo. She quietly watched Friends while I got my much-needed sleep. Basta. Iba. Iba ka, Bobs. Mahal na mahal kita. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was planning to go to Makati early to do some shoe shopping (nyork. haha!), but I woke up really late. Hahaha! I took a bath, got dressed, and was on the road by 6pm. There was traffic on EDSA, and it took me about 30-40 minutes to get to Greenbelt. I met up with SJ at Powerbooks, bought two books (Digital Fortress, and uhm, I forgot. Haha!), then went to Bubba Gump. Rose followed after a while and we caught up with each other over dinner. Wawie followed shortly and we spent most of the time laughing... ("happy birthday to you... NU, NU... Happy birthday, triplets!) Bwahahaha!!! I had to go by 8:30, though, because I had work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Which is where I am now... Hehe! I have two more hours till I get off work, and I'm pretty much done with the things I'm supposed to do tonight, plus some extra stuff that my boss asked me to do. Have to do one more thing, though. I'm hoping something exciting is gonna happen tomorrow. Or at least something that's worth sharing. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh, before I leave, lemme just share something that Bobs and I talked about... Before Wednesday, I labelled myself as "every guy's friend, no guy's passion..." which is pretty sad, if you think about it. Bobs told me on Wednesday what I was, aside from the one I mentioned. She said that I'm the "go to girl," meaning I'm usually the one guys go to if they need help with a certain friend of mine... which is really sad... Hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every guys friend, no guy's passion... go to girl... Ganito na lang ba forever??! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110624511232702902?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110624511232702902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110624511232702902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110624511232702902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110624511232702902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-geena-davis-jack.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110624532837006202</id><published>2005-01-21T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T02:22:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;** Thank you to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~tumatambay"&gt;Kyla&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;for providing the lyrics. (Mare, our date, ha?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S A FINE, FINE LINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Avenue Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Kate Monster:There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There's a fine, fine line between love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "Goodbye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;But there's a fine, fine line between love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And a waste of your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;For my own sanity, I've got to close the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And walk away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There's a fine, fine line between together and not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There's a fine, fine line between love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110624532837006202?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110624532837006202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110624532837006202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110624532837006202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110624532837006202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/thank-you-to-kyla-for-providing-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110623808821908061</id><published>2005-01-21T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T01:35:58.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yey. Nagbago nanamn ng hitsura ng blog ko... Will post something later, I just have to finish making reviewers on the long E and short I sounds. Oh, and the TH sound. Will be back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110623808821908061?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110623808821908061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110623808821908061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110623808821908061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110623808821908061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/yey.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110614447971600172</id><published>2005-01-19T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:25:41.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOLLY PARTON and EDGAR ALLAN POE.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday din to Ed Bugia and Jo-Mike Gonzales.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I said good-bye to a friend. No, it wasn't a good-bye-mag-text-ka-at-mag-email-ka kind of good-bye. It was a good-bye-good-bye. As in Good-bye, I'll see you up there someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Xavier during his Orsem. I was his block's TNT. Before meeting Block P, I was flooded with feelings of nervousness. I was tasked to handle this group of about 40 BS Management freshmen single-handedly, and I felt like I wasn't capable enough to do so. But Xavier was one of the people that made me feel comfortable with the block from day one. He was one of the boys who started calling me ma'am, and continued to use the term when I'd get annoyed with it. He was also one of the boys who ran after me during the campus tours to make sure I had an umbrella over my head, even if I refused their offer to provide shade several times. He was one of the people I remember most from their block, mainly because of his carefree nature (at dahil alaskador siya... Magsama kayo ni Velden. Hahaha, joke). But my friendship with Xavier and Block P did not end on the second day of Orsem. It went on during my last year in college. He would appraoch me, and I'd automatically know what he wanted. He was my official "yosi moocher." Hahaha! Bobs remembers him as my freshman who always asked yosi from me. We'd engage in small talk, and sometimes we'd exchange jokes. Xavier and Block P never failed to say hi to me when we'd bump into each other in EDSA walk. When I would be walking and hear a "Ma'am Kaia!" from behind, I knew who that was coming from. Someone from block P. I always thought that I would see him again the next time I decide to visit Ateneo. Little did I know that he would be the reason for me to go and visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The skies were cloudy as he was lowered into the ground. He was surrounded by the people who love him. "Moon River" was playing in the background. I was crying. I was never close to him. I was crying because I never got the chance to be.  I fell in line to drop a flower. I threw it in with his casket. And as the men filled the empty space with soil, I had a cigarette in memory of Xavier Lopez-Yu, one of the people who made my college life worth looking back at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Xavier, maghanda ka na ng yosi diyan sa langit, dahil ikaw ang una kong hihingian pag nagkita na tayo diyan. You will be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110614447971600172?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110614447971600172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110614447971600172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110614447971600172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110614447971600172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-dolly-parton-and-edgar.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110565203438883263</id><published>2005-01-14T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:52:16.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARLOS P. ROMULO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat kay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~ritalula"&gt;rita&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;at may ginagawa ako habang hinihintay ko ang ka-opisina ko. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kailan ang birthday mo?&lt;br /&gt;[*] 08 May 1982. Taurus. Matigas ang ulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Alam mo ba theme song ng parents mo?&lt;br /&gt;[*] Hindi ko alam yung pamagat eh... Basta yun yung may lyrics na "I'm going home now, I'm going home now..." Tatanungin ko na lang sa kanila mamaya, tapos i-eedit ko na lang to. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What song are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;[*] Heaven Help - Lenny Kravitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. Anong wallpaper ng PC mo?&lt;br /&gt;[*] Sa opisina, logo ng kompanya. Haha! Sa bahay, picture ng beach. Gusto ko mag-beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Aside from the monitor and/or CPU ano pang nasa harapan mo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Ngayon? Bintana, nakikita ko ang Makati... May IP phone din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. Ilan ang kapatid mong babae? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Isang daan. Joke lang. Wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. Recent changes in your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Hm. nag-hihikaw na ako. Pero bukod dun, wala yata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. What are you eating right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Wala. Busog pa ako sa kinain ko kagabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. Anong kulay ng t-shirt mo ngayon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Puti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. May Nike baller ID ka ba? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Meron, pero di ko masoot sa opisina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. Anong kulay ng payong mo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Berde. Pero hindi akin yun. Lagi lang ako humihiram. Nagkakataon lang na tuwing hihiran ako, berde yung kulay ng payong na binibigay sa akin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. Kelan ka last na nanuod ng sine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] 03 January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;13. Anong movie naman yun? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Mano Po 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;14. Saang sinehan ka naman nanuod? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Sa Theatre Mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15. Sinong kasama mo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Chil. Joshua. Pat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16. Maganda ba naman yung movie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Oo naman. Nandun si Boyet eh. Pero totoo, maganda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;17. May ATM card ka ba? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Meron. E ano sa'yo yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;18. Anong gagawin mo bukas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Magtatrabaho. Matutulog. Aatend ng Days meeting. Pupunta sa salu-salo ng pinakamatalik kong kaibigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;19. Sinong kasama mo ngayon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Mga ka-opisina... Ninfa. Voltaire. Leah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;20. Ano school mo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Hindi na ako nag-aaral eh. Pero... Poveda. Ateneo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;21. May suot ka bang alahas ngayon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Hikaw na perlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;22. Sinong huling nakausap mo sa phone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Wawie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;23. Sino naman yung huli mong tinext? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Dandan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;24. Anong signature mo sa e-mail? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Pangalan ko, at impormasyon kung saan niyo ako makokontak. at: "Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live." --Norman Cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;25. Last book na binasa mo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Cubao-Kalaw-Kalaw-Cubao pa rin e. Hindi ko pa nagagamit ang GC na binigay ng ama ko upang makabili ng mga bagong aklat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;26. Ano na gagawin mo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[*] Mag-lolog-out. Bababa. Sasakay sa kotse. Uuwi. Matutulog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ayun. Dapat kanina pa ako umalis, pero andami ko pang tinapos na gawain. Hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Uwi na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110565203438883263?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110565203438883263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110565203438883263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110565203438883263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110565203438883263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-carlos-p.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110556540974536703</id><published>2005-01-13T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T05:30:09.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Abangan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The Wawie and Kaia Show!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ABANGAN.&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/7877204-110556540974536703?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110556540974536703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110556540974536703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110556540974536703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110556540974536703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/abangan.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110556532209296240</id><published>2005-01-13T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T05:31:44.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hm. Ang tagal ko nanamang hindi nagsulat. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY, JANUARY 7, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;On my way home from work, I passed by Chil's house. Wala lang. I spent more than an hour there just smoking and talking with Chil and her mom. Erix texted and asked if I wanted to go to Starbucks. So from Chil's house, I went to pick Joshua up from the house, and we went to Starbucks on Missouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. Erix+me+Mike+Tammy=Unstoppable, Uncontrollable Laughter!!! Kakaiba. We laughed at the weirdest things... System Error... Error... System Error... Error. Bwahahahaha! It was really fun. Nico arrived, and we laughed even more. Hahaha! Joshua started doing card tricks that amazed all of us... Hahaha! My brother, the next David Blaine! So proud... So proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** If any of you need magicians for a party, my brother is available, for a fee (Bwahahahaha, pinagka-kitaan!!!)... Joke lang, Josh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY, JANUARY 8, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;At about 10 pm, I went to Starbucks in Libis with Josh to meet up with Trey. It was so fun sitting with her, drinking coffee and talking about anything under the sun, just like old times. Hay. I've missed that girl... We also saw Clarie and Ibarra after a while, and they joined us. :) Joshua brought his cards and did a little magic show. Ibarra wanted to bring him to Tagaytay with a videocam so Joshua could perform street magic. Hahaha! Boy. The gods must have conspired to allow us to see each other twice that week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY, JANUARY 9, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early to go to Payatas Days. Went to Galleria with Josh and Chil, and we met up with Wawie at Piadina, where we had lunch. I had to have pictures developed at Galleria, which is why we went there. After lunch, we went to Montalban. I never imagined it would be that far. Hahaha! I thought we got lost, because I felt like we were going nowhere. Hahaha! Apparently, ganun talag ka-layo yun. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wawie, Chil and I spend some time in the prayer room, talking to Jess, laughing with each other and with Him, crying with each other and with Him, singing... Haaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird. I was only there for half a day but I felt the Days High. Although I didn't really do any hands-on work, I felt the high because I saw how much the participants were touched, not only by Jess' love, but by how much passion the staff had in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Tatay Kevin, Mommy (joke) Xy, and Cris, who headed the batch. As always, successful, basta para kay Jess. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back to Dracula Mode. Hahaha! I'm back in the night shift, and my body clock is screaming at me: "PUTANG INA! ANO BA TALAGA??!?!" Hahaha! The remaining days (Mon, Tues, Wed) were spent working, sleeping, or going out with friends (Dinner with Erix at My Angel's Kitchen, Monday. Lunch at Tender Bob's, dessert at Cheesecake Etc., merienda at McDo, and shopping at Greehills with Anj, Tuesday. Dinner at Chilis with Erix, Wednesday.)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, though, Wawie dropped by the office. We went to get Starbucks, then we stayed outside for a while to smoke and talk about random stuff. Hahaha! Basta, tawa lang kami ng tawa, lalo na nung naka-uwi na siya at nagchachat na kami. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun... In fairness, I was able to accomplish stuff tonight. Haha! Yey! One minute till Log-off time! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110556532209296240?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110556532209296240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110556532209296240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110556532209296240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110556532209296240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110546481409357516</id><published>2005-01-12T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:41:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Jem, pagaya. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sige ngaaaaaaaaa... sagutin niyo ngaaaaaaa... Hehehe! Madali lang. Pramis. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Si Kaia? Sino Yun?"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050111123021-514092"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050111123021-514092&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110546481409357516?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110546481409357516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110546481409357516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110546481409357516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110546481409357516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/ate-jem-pagaya.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110545348132895100</id><published>2005-01-11T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:24:41.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nakakapagod magmahal, no?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110545348132895100?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110545348132895100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110545348132895100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110545348132895100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110545348132895100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/nakakapagod-magmahal-no.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110509273465220997</id><published>2005-01-07T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T18:36:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICHOLAS CAGE (I heart you! Haha!)!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy happy happy happy happy birthday also to my bestest friend in the whole wide world... Erix. I love you!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. Last night was a fun night. I had a "date" with Kuya Cholo. From work, I went to Ateneo to meet up with Kuya Cholo. Then we had dinner at Bellini's, this quaint Italian restaurant in Cubao. Ang sarap. It's odd that I don't know about the resto, because my officemate said that it's very popular among Ateneans... Hm. Labo. Oh well. I had the Tomato and Eggplant Capellini (which is actually Angel Hair pasta, my favorite -- kagabi ko lang nalaman na yun yung tawag dun... hahaha). We had a great conversation over yummy pasta and good red wine. Kuya Cholo! CHEZ! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, I asked Cholo if we could buy coffee for Erix and bring it to her office, since she would be spending the midnight of her birthday there. He agreed, and we went to to Starbucks in Metrowalk. I bought Erix a grande peppermint mocha, and Kuya Cholo bought Erix a slice of Chocolate Dome cake. :) He even wanted to buy birthday candles from ministop for the cake. Awww. :) People must've found it weird to see three people standing on the sidewalk: one holding a cake, the other, a lighter (both of them singing)... and the third, smiling before she blew the lighter's flame. Hahaha! After about two sticks of yosi, I heard someone call from afar... "Si Kaia ba ito?" All hell broke loose as four girls ran towards each other, screaming like there was no tomorrow! Hahaha! Trey and Clarie had dinner someplace near, and they happened to pass by. :) So there. It was really fun. :) Clarie was with her boyfriend, Ibarra, who was, apparently, Kuya Cholo's teammate sa intervillage basketball ekek before! SMALL WORLD! wahooooey! We stayed in front of JMT until about 12:30 am. It was really a lot of fun. I'm so happy that Erika's birthday started right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erix:&lt;/strong&gt; happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, happy birthday.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! Ang saya ko kagabi na ang saya mo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trey and Clarie:&lt;/strong&gt; It was really, really, really nice seeing you last night!!! ANG SAYA. Trey, too bad you couldn't stay longer... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ibarra:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks for the brownies! **wink, wink**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuya Cholo:&lt;/strong&gt; Tulad ng sinabi ko kagabi, salamat, dahil dalawang tao ang napasaya mo. Yay. Salamat nang marami (your reply: "walang anumani!") Very good! CHEZ. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had lunch with Mac today at about 2:30 pm. It was fun, even if we only spent about an hour together. I'm so happy she liked my gift, I didn't expect her to like it that much. WAHOOOOEY! Oh, and she said I looked thinner, sexy, and pretty today. Yun ang wahoooey. Hahaha. *wink* I love you, Mac!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========***========***========***========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Tammy's blog a few days ago, and I wanted to do a collage (highlights of 2004) like hers... But I never found the time. I made myself a list, though. So I'll probably just paste the collage when I've done it, and write the list now.. Hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Most memorable moments/events of 2004:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Philo 104 orals. The best and the worst oral examination I've ever had (don't ask me). Haha!&lt;br /&gt;2. Taught Catechism at Tañong High School, a public High School in Marikina.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Ateneo Alumni Night. Bwahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Graduation!!! Yahoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. The Chalk swimsuit shoot (totoo! nasa Chalk ako, naka-bathing suit!) Bwahahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;6. My brother's first staffing batch (and Dandan's too!). Yahoo! Mabuhay ang mga Aguas at Tan!!! **Tammy, when you get better, we shall rule the world! bwahahahaha!!! [evil laugh]&lt;br /&gt;7. Happy heart. No more tears.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bicol with Tammy and her family, Carlo and Ria -- I got into several "minor accidents" (6, I think).&lt;br /&gt;9. BORACAY. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;10. Got a job that I like. Wahoooooooooey!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;11. Went to Bangkok - my first trip out of the country after 6 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;12. Allan's Death. I miss him so much. And until now, I can't believe that he's really gone. :(&lt;br /&gt;13. Olsen's Day. Definitely a highlight. ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;14. The rectoring batch of my BTL6 daughters. I am one proud momma. :)&lt;br /&gt;15. Tammy's departure... and arrival. :D&lt;br /&gt;16. Kathy's departure... for good. :(&lt;br /&gt;17. Four batches of A-Days. Perfect attendence. :D&lt;br /&gt;18. Simbang gabi. Though I missed two masses, the 7 days were worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;19. The A-Days Christmas Party. Ang masasabi ko lang ay... KADIRI ANG GULAMAN.&lt;br /&gt;20. Puerto Galera.&lt;br /&gt;21. My highschool barkada, together since grade 5 (or even way before that). 12 years and going strong! They will always be a highlight of my everyday. I LOVE MY FRIENDS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's 2005... it's 2005. Labo. Hahaha! Last night, I told Kuya Cholo that if I had a boyfriend, I'd want to have a date where no one would be allowed to speak. We could only talk to the waiter for our orders, but if we were to communicate with each other, we would have to use gestures or facial expressions.... Doesn't that sound like a fun date? Hahaha! Para kang naglalaro ng charrades the whole night! Hahaha! So... I've some up with another list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I'd like to do with my boyfriend (IF I had one):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That no speaking date I described above.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to a public place (preferrably a mall), and talk to each other loudly (don't shout at each other, just speak loud enough for other people to overhear)... But talk in a made-up language. It would be more fun if it were gibberish, and we would understand each other just by the tone of our voices.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hang-out with him in his house or my house, and make a short story or a comic strip.&lt;br /&gt;4. Videotape our own gag show (isa to sa favorites ko!).&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy one sliky each, then find staris with a lot of steps, then have a Slinky race!&lt;br /&gt;6. Play in the rain. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bring a camera each, then go somewhere, take pictures. Have the pictures developed and see who takes pictures better. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;8. Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberdyaryo.com/pppcases/Cribs%20Panorama-ok.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cribs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handsonmla.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hands-On Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. Pick one less-privileged family each (let's say, the family of the cigarette vendor down the street, or the family of a particular market vendor you always go to). Go to a grocery store with P500.00 each, split up and make a "care package" for the family that the other one chose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. WATER FIGHT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. Friend-hopping. We take his car, then visit 2 or 3 of my friends, him having a small gift for each one of them. Then we take my car, and visit his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. Go to a library and see who can find the weirdest/thickest/thinnest/most intersting/oldest books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;13. Go to the National Museum, Intramuros and Rizal Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;14. Go church-hopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15. Work on a puzzle and not stop util it's finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16. Go to a mall, sit at the food court and name the people who pass by, give them life stories, or reasons why they're at that particular mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm positive I'll be able to think of more things to do... I'm just not sure about the boyfriend part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;*** 21 minutes till going home time. Yawn.&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/7877204-110509273465220997?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110509273465220997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110509273465220997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110509273465220997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110509273465220997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-nicholas-cage-i-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110500556395039828</id><published>2005-01-06T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T16:05:14.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOAN OF ARC and ROWAN ATKINSON (horray for Mr. Bean)!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday din kay Ral Peralta! Kelan ang next yuppie date natin? Hehe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I have roughly an hour to write this post, so I'm not sure if I'll be able to finish it, or if I'll be able to write something coherently. Haha! But I'll do the best I can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 23, 2004. The A-Days Christmas Party.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, gosh. This will definitely count as one of the most memorable Christmas parties I've ever attended. Hahaha! There were a lot of games... For a more detailed explanation of the mechanics of each game, please refer to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~miye"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ate Jem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'s blog. She's one of the people who thought of the uber-YUCKY (but uber-fun) games! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were divided into 4 teams. I had Chil, Mac, Third, Cy, Kuya Cholo and Third for teammates. If you know the people I've mentioned, then you've probably noticed that Chil is the only person in the team who's not... well, vertically gifted. And, so, we named our team the LITTLE GIANTS. Chil being the "little," and the rest of us being the "giants." Hahaha! Our team won two games... Suck my Banana and Connect the Punks! As you can sense from the title of the first game, bastos talaga yung mga nagisip ng games... (Ate Jem, Bones, and Alnair, peace!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we also had our own version of kris kringle. :) I liked the way we did the kris kringle for this year. At the beginning of the party, everyone was asked to pick a name from a container. That person would be your "baby." We were then given gift tags, where we would write our gift of selves. :) It was nice, especially when the time for revelation came. Dandan promised me a meal from Chili's (yay!), and I promised to bring Kevin lunch on the Friday of the next batch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just too bad we had to leave reeeeeaaaaally early, as Pat had to go home. Sad. Here are pics from the party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/16qt6o" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top row (l-r): basta, pretty girls. hihi!&lt;br /&gt;middle row (l-r): kain lang ng kain ng liempoooooooo!!!!!, Team Little Giants!!!, Connect the Punks!&lt;br /&gt;bottom row (l-r): Connect the punks... Third and Cholo... baklaan na ito!, Bobs concentrating during Jello Shots, Kuya Cholo, kinareer ang Jello Shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/16qt4x" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top row: SPIT SPRITE. By far, the grossest game there is on earth. Say it with me = Backwash.&lt;br /&gt;middle row (l-r): Spit Sprite pa rin (go Chil!); me, complaining about LA's unsportsman-like behavior; LA, Me, and Julian, after the battle for halls in the flour. Leche! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;bottom row (l-r): after my bout with gulaman; (the last two pics)... Everyone - happy in Jess' love :) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had sooooooooooooooooooo much fun during the party! Chil, Bobs and LA slept over after the party and we went to the last Simbang Gabi for the year in Urdaneta village together with Wawie. We had breakfast at Country Waffles in Greenhills, and we even saw ate Jem and her friends that morning. Wahoo. Days is fun. Days parties are funner. :) Yahooooooooey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;December 24-25, 2004. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to do some last-minute shopping on the morning of the 24th! As in last minute talaga!!! I was able to buy gifts for my family members. My mom and I went shopping at Cost U Less in Libis before heading on to White Plains for dinner. Hm. Christmas Eve was so-so. It wasn't as much fun as the previous ones, I guess because I didn't really feel Christmas... So sad. I got &lt;u&gt;tons&lt;/u&gt; of bags (kaya kung gusto niyo magkaroon ng sangkaterbang bag sa Pasko, magpataba kayo. Dahil hindi ka mabibilan ng damit bilang panregao sa'yo, bag na lang ang ibibigay nila.) Hahaha! I got a lot of cool gifts, but the coolest by far is my dad's gift. A thick envelope, full of gift certificates from Power Books! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Dream come true. Hahahaha! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hm. Christmas eve wasn't really bad. Although the Christmas spirit wasn't really in me at the time, I had fun watching my cousins open their gifts and squealing with delight at the sight of whatever was inside the packages they ripped open. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aside from going to mass, my Christmas Day was spent mostly in my room. Hahaha! I watched Alfie and Laws of Attraction on DVD. During some parts, I was called to the living room because we had to entertain some visitors. Family members who came by to visit, my Lolo's former employees, our former househelp and their families, you get the picture. That's what Christmas Day is like in our family. There's almost never a moment where there are no visitors in the living room or in the lanai. Hahaha! :) But other than me having to &lt;em&gt;beso&lt;/em&gt; and talk to people, there. Christmas was spent in the confines of my room, on the comfort of my bed, in front of the portable DVD player, with a bag of Cheetos Twists. Sounds like a normal day to you? Well, to tell you that truth, THAT felt like Christmas to me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 26-30, 2004. Puerto Galeraaaaaaaa!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, technically, 27-30 lang. But the adventure started on the 26th. Haha! I picked Chil up from her house a little bit before lunch. We had lunch at home, and tagged along with my mom to Shopwise in Libis. Besides, we had to buy some stuff for Galera anyway... We didn't find any Tanning Oil in Shopwise, so we decided to go to Greenhills and buy the Oil at Watson's. THERE WAS NONE AT WATSON'S. Wah. We were panicking already (I know, this sounds soooooo ditzy, but a trip to the beach is not complete without tanning oil! hahaha!!!)... Eto na lang, sa sobrang desperado naming bumili ng tanning oil (this was about 6:30 in the evening), we took a jeep to Robinson's Galleria! Hahahaha! Salamat sa Diyos, may tanning oil sa department store! Yahoooooooey! hahaha! We shopped around for a while until about 7:30pm, then rode the jeep back to unimart, and walked going home. :) In fairness to myself, hindi ako napagod sa kakalakad. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had been planning a Christmas beach trip since I don't know when. Basta, tagal tagal na. We were supposed to go to Boracay, but all flights were full. The it was supposed to be Bicol, but it was too far, and I don't know if anyone was willing to drive that far. And so we decided on going to Puerto Galera. It was cheap, and it wasn't that far. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I, Chil, Bobs, Joshua, Charles Lu, Dandan, Pat, Pao, and my dad left the house at about 3:30am for the Batangas Pier, and arrived at about 5:30am. We parked the car at a nearby carpark, and boarded the ferry boat at about 6:30 am,a nd arrived at galera at about eight. The boat ride was kind of rough... Well, yeah, it was rough. Actually it was pretty scary because every so often, the engine would have to be turned off until the boat passed the big waves. That, plus knowledge about the Tsunamis in Asia would probably make you not want to ride the boat anymore (or be anywhere near a body of water, for that matter). But no, not us. We arrived at Galera all happy-happy-joy-joy (well, except for Bobs, who had a nasty hangover and threw up on the bech the minute we set foot there). We found ourselves a place to stay, had breakfast, and found a spot on the beach. Paradise. At last. But not quite Bora. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We soaked up the sun, had several food trips (balut, fish crackers, chicharon, hot dog, bbq, ice scramble... hahaha!), went shopping, got henna tatoos, and drank a deadly drink called the Mindoro sling. May katapat na ang Illusion Shaker. Oh God. Hahaha! That was basically how we spent the four days and three nights there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On our last night, however, we decided not to drink anymore, because we would be leaving at 10:00am the following day. Chil had a slight fever that night. Since Bobs and I weren't sleepy, we decided to take a walk. We were also actually looking for Joey Uy, a batchmate of ours, who I was texting with earlier that evening and who was in Galera also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We met up with Joey at Micko's (hindi ko kilala yung micko ha. Micko lang talaga yung pangalan nung bar). He was with his 20-year old cousin from London who had an accent! Sobrang astig! We had a pitcher of Mindoro silng, and Bobs and I had a glass of Tequla Rose each. Wah. Basag nanaman ako! Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hm. Galera was fuuuuuuuuuun. It was really fun. It would have been mre fun, though, if more of my friends had come along, especially, Erix, Tammy, Anj, LA and Ria. :( Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But there. I got myself a tan (although there were short showers), learned how to throw a frisbee, bought a really nice necklace, ate the chick in the balut, spent time with friends, and gained a couple of pounds (I'm guessing... because of all the food we ate!)... Sa uulitin. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/16rloo" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Chil, Bobs, and I on the boat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Me and Chil! Pretty Picture (hindi pa kasi ako lasing)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Me with the twins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Joshee and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Bobs and I! Sayang yung pic kasi may glare from Bobs' glasses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Charlu, Chil, Me, and Bobs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Aaaaaah... The beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. Pretty Girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. Me and dandan (Tammy, we took care of him like you said.)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. My dad and I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11. Everyone, tanned, happy, and not wanting to go home. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aaaaaaaaahhhhh.... The beach. Guys, balik tayo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 31, 2004 - January 1, 2005.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hm... This was basically spent just like Christmas eve and day, only.... it wasn't. Hahaha! My mom, Joshua and I went to galleria. I had my pictures printed, Joshua went around, and my mom had a haircut. We went to White Plains after that and had dinner. Steak. Yum. Haaaaay (oh shit, I want steak. now. haha!)... I was feeling sick already at about 10:00pm, so my mom and I went home (Josh and my dad went home before us). After watching the fireworks and noche buena, I went straight to bed... Hay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I woke up on New Year's day, I had a fever. Saya no? That was why I wasn't able to go to mass ( hala, holy day of obligation pa naman.)... Ang taas ng lagnat ko, plus I had cough and colds. Kakaiba. What a way to start the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;............==.............==............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The following days were spent going to Greenhills, watching Mano Po 3, watching DVDs, and just lounging around. Well, the vacation wasn't really that bad, even if I couldn't fully feel the Christmas spirit. Maybe that's what Christmas was to me on 2004: A time to get my mind off work, and spend time with the people that mean the most to me: friends, family, and Kuya Jess. And if that is the case, then maybe, I just didn't realize that I was really feeling Christmas during my break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belated Merry Christmas. :D&lt;/strong&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/7877204-110500556395039828?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110500556395039828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110500556395039828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110500556395039828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110500556395039828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-joan-of-arc-and-rowan.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110490531610960933</id><published>2005-01-05T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:10:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARILYN MANSON, DIANNE KEATON and UMBERTO ECO!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday din to my "little bro" Kiel Villamin! I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Oh, I just can't let myself post this without saying (belated) &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to Waps San Diego&lt;/strong&gt; (nung Jan 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! I love you! I love you! I love you! Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay. I know that I said I'd update the blog with stuff that I did during my 11-day break. But I've got an hour to do that, and I don't think that that's enough. I have to be at the Insular (across the street) at 2:30, because I'm administering a test for the applicants for the comm coaching position. It's gonna be at 3:00 pm, and I'm pretty sure it'll take about 2 hours. So, I will DEFINITELY update my blog tomorrow. Promise, promise, promise... As of now... (thanks in advance to Erix, whose blog I ripped this off from; and Waps, whose blog Erix ripped this off from. hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?: It Takes Three singing "Worlds Apart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.COMPLETE THIS SENTENCE: THE WORLD NEEDS... Jess. Then the rest (like love, and faith, and hope...) follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?: Chicken and Mac and Cheese from Chicken Lickin' (sa food court ng Enterprise. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: Red, Yellow, or Cerulean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT DO YOU DO DURING YOUR BREAKFAST TIME?: eat breakfast, or sleep, or get ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO o&amp;shy;n THE PHONE: this girl who called our dirct line, inquiring about applying in the company. But talked to TALKED TO (as in kilala ko, at chikahan talaga...), Chil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. THE FIRST THING YOU THINK ABOUT WHEN YOU SEE THE OPPOSITE SEX?: Wala. "Ay, tao rin o." Wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. AUTO OR MANUAL CAR?: Although I can drive a manual, I'd prefer an automatic. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. FAVORITE DAY/s OF THE week?: Saturday, Sunday, Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. FAVORITE PLACE/s?: My room, the lanai, the beach (particularly Boracay, Galera, Potipot, and the Beach at Shangri-La Mactan), Santuario de San Jose's prayer room, Erika's den, Greenhills Shopping Complex (forever and ever and ever), The Spa, Tammy's lanai, Pilar's living room and balcony, Bangkok, Starbucks (particularly the ones in Tagaytay, Katipunan, and Greenhills-Missouri)... And anywhere, so long as it's in the company of the people I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. FAVORITE SPORTS?: to watch: gymnastics, basketball. to play: table tennis and badminton -- pareho tayo, erix. (oh, and I play basketball... sa arcade nga lang. wahey.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. DO U WEAR CONTACTS? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHY? Because I can get by without my glasses. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. THE COOLEST THING I HAVE DONE TO RELEASE PRESSURE?: To quote Erix: "I don't think it was cool, but it was the most fun anyway. My friends and I dropped everything, even if time was running out and headed to the nearest bar to drink a couple of bottles of beer. This was about a couple of hours before Blue Roast and up until now, only Kyla, Bobs, [Erix], Wawie and I know about this. Hehe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.PEOPLE I HATE MOST: "Americans who think they rule the world" (AMEN.),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS THE BEST THING ABOUT BEING A GIRL/BOY?: "girl talk." - ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY?: Happy, of course. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. MY BEST FRIEND/s IS/ARE: Erix, Bobs, Chil, Mike, Anj, Tammy, Kathy, Joshua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. CHOCOLATE OR FLOWER?: Chocolates and Flowers. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WheN I'M STUCK IN A JAM: Traffic Jam? Pag traffic jam, I sing, or i smoke, or I call Wawie. Pag Jam-Jam, I cry, go to the bathroom, smoke, then write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. IF YOU COULD TURN BACK TIME, YOU WOULD..: not turn back time. -- same here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. IN YOUR WALLET, YOU HAVE: Money, memory stick, license, pictures, cards, info on grad schools, GCs from Red Ribbon, Powerbooks, and Salon de Soleil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE SMELLS?: Bath and Body Works' Tangerine something (my "beach-y" cologne) and Mango Mandarin, mint, freshly-brewed coffee, my mom's steak, Kenzo Flower, Clinique Happy (classic!) -- for men and women, Gap So Pink, Roses, Hawiian Tropic Tanning Oil, the salty breeze on the beach. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Time to walk across Ayala. Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110490531610960933?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110490531610960933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110490531610960933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110490531610960933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110490531610960933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-marilyn-manson-dianne.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110483441284172062</id><published>2005-01-04T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T18:26:52.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know, I know... I feel like I've been on sabbatical in terms of blogging (or being online, for that matter). My modem's busted and I feel no urgent need to buy myself a new one, since I can make use of the company's FAST internet connection... Now that is the reason I have been non-existent in cyberspace the past 11 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I took a 2-day leave (December 28 and 29). Since the remaining last days of December were holidays, I had 11 days of vacation. SARAP. Will post about the wonderful 11-day break that I had (with pics!) tomorrow. I've been sitting in front of the pc the entire day working my ass off for this poster. Clients are coming in tomorrow and the OM asked me to make one (note: involving research on grammar and all that Sh*t). Am mentally tired. Five minutes 'till my shift ends; I doubt I'll be able to get off by 6:30. Still have some work to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Will post tomorrow, or the day after that. Promise. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110483441284172062?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110483441284172062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110483441284172062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110483441284172062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110483441284172062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110377510283409087</id><published>2004-12-23T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T12:12:28.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VITORIO EDADES &lt;/strong&gt;(Filipino National Artist for Painting)&lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days till Christmas and it's still not in the air. I don't know why I can't feel the Christmas spirit just yet (although my wallet, ATM card and waitline can). It must be because I've been doing so many thing, and I've been so caught up with work and everything else, that I wasn't able to take a break and gat at least a whiff of the Christmas spirit... **Kaia is a Scrooge this season** Nonetheless, I was able to go out and shop for presents for my friends and family (nanay ko na lang ang kulang! HELP!!!) Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a leave last Friday and Saturday to staff full time for the 27th batch of A-Days. It's been almost over a week, and I'm still on a high. This batch was special because it was a Christmas batch... It was extra-special because the twins were participants. I felt to good knowing that my brother finally experienced the sheer happiness that comes from sponsoring someone really close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from being the back-up sponsor for the twins, I was also one of the housing heads. I headed the committee with Chil and Bobs. I could not have asked for any other co-heads... They were the best. The batch actually started on Thursday night for the three of us (make that Four - LA was our little angel). We packed the stuff that each of the committees needed into separate bags and put christmas tags on them, with love from housing. Hahaha! :) We finished working at 4:30 am, just enough time for us to take a bath and get ready for Simbang Gabi. After Simbang gabi, We picked up the Christmas lights from Erix's office and had breakfast with her at Tapa King in Pioneer. Our stomachs ached as we laughed about the silliest things. Hahaha! **Ok na? Charcoal portrait!!! Nakaakbay siya sa akin! Ok na? Ok na??!?!** Bwahahaha!!! We got home at about 9am, and Took a power nap before heading on the Xavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The batch was perfect. I was able to serve Jess and the Participants and have fun at the same time. :) As Jem said in her blog, &lt;em&gt;"it was another good batch. it was as much our gift to our kuya as it was his gift to us. i ended the batch &lt;strong&gt;bone-tired and heart-happy&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditto. Happy birthday Jess. I love you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110377510283409087?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110377510283409087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110377510283409087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110377510283409087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110377510283409087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday-vitorio-edades-filipino.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110308478434639159</id><published>2004-12-16T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T18:25:57.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JANE AUSTEN and LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday din kay Cza-Cza Cruz! Miss na kita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM NOW A PROUD OWNER OF A STARBUCKS 2005 PLANNER.&lt;/strong&gt; Wahooooooooooooo!!! And I'm about to start my second card. Hahaha!!! The past few days have been eventful ones, because I was given the chance to be with the friends I rarely get to see nowadays. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had work, which started at 9:00 pm. On my way to work, I received a text message from Wawie, asking me if I wanted to take my break with him. So at about 9:30 (haha, ang aga), I took my yosi break and met up with Wawie at the lung center (aka the smoking area) of the Enterprise. We stayed there for about 30-45 minutes just talking and laughing about the oddest things... Makati Cinema Square DVDs... Bricks... Cement... Paint... Bwahahaha! Then we planned to surprise Erix. Erix and I were gonna have breakfast the following day, since it was my last night on the night shift, and it would take another month before we could have breakfast together. :) Anyway, we talked, laughed, smoked, laughed, and laughed some more. I had to go back up to work, so Wawie and I called it a night (for him, at least. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked Wawie up from his house at about 5:40 in the morning. We went to the Ortigas area and picked Erix up from JMT. When Erix got in the car and found out that Wawie was with us, she started screaming! Hahaha! We went back to Makati (laughing all the way), because Wawie claimed that there was a Country Waffles branch in Powerplant. Apparently, it was closed already. So we went to Whistlestop in Jupiter and had breakfast there. We spent breakfast just laughing at the silliest things (the waiter who, for some strange reason, could not understand a thing that Wawie was saying a vice-versa... The super creepy guy who looked stoned at 6:00 in the morning...). After breakfast, we brought Wawie home (again, laughing all the way). We were singing songs from The Sound of Music, Beauty and the Beast, and The Little Mermaid. We even had to finish singing Belle before he went inside his house. Hahaha! I then dropped Erix off at Coffee Plus at Julia Vargas, because she was going to meet up with her cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at about 9:00 am. I was supposed to go to the Days music practice and meeting at 10:00, but I needed to lie down and rest, so I decided to go at about 12:00 noon. I picked Bobs up, and as we were on Katipunan, I received a call from Kevin. He asked me to buy softdrinks and plastic cups for his little handaan during the meeting. Bobs and I went to Shoppersville to buy the stuff, and I decided to buy some of the stuff I neede for that night as well. After Shoppersville, I parked in front of Burgundy because Bobs bought ice (the softdinks we bought weren't cold). LA called and said that he would go to the meeting, and was already walking towards my car. As we were waiting for him, Bobs and I saw a familiar person walking on Katipunan. It was PJ Fernandez! We hadn't seen him in a long time, so you can just imagine the smiles on our faces when we called his name. We were parked in the middle of the street, cars had to honk and squeeze their way in so they could get past my car, but we didn't care. We were happily chatting there on Katipunan avenue, PJ ouside my car, talking to us through the window. We talked until LA came. Then PJ had to go and we headed off to Ateneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Days meeting was fun, mainly because there was free food! Hahaha! Thanks to Kevin (actually, Kevin's mom) for the uber-yummy pizza, apple dumplings, oreo cheesecake bars, and the I-forgot-what-the-other-dessert-was dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobs, Joshee and I left Ateneo at about 5:00 pm to go to Shopwise to buy the ingredients I needed to make the salad for that night's party. When we got home, Bobs and I proceeded to "assemble" the salad which I was assigned to bring to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBRANG SAYA nung pajama party namin. It was in Pilar's house... Almonst everyone was wearing pajamas, and all we did that night was talk, eat, laugh, watch tv, eat, laugh, take pictures, eat, laugh, eat, laugh, eat, laugh, eat, eat, eat, and eat some more. Oh, and did I mention that all we did that night was eat? SERIOUSLY. Talagang PATAY GUTOM kami, bold, underlined, italicized. Kakaiba. Para kaming hindi pinapakain sa bahay!!! Kakaiba. I had soooo much fun with my friends... I've known these people for more than half of my life, and I'm sure that we'll be spending the rest of our lives together. :) I loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove my friends (a-la Pilar!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from the party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/pajama3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pil's dog OTIS, whom we re-named "OLD-TIS." Tanda na kasi e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/pajama2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Lauren with OLDTIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/pajam7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha! I fell asleep for about 20 minutes during the party... But when I woke up... Lamon nanaman!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/pajama8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tammy and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/pajama5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mia and I! (FYI, Mia is our long-lost friend. Hahahah! I love you Mia!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/pajama9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of the people in the barkada. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(L-R) Tammy, Mia, Me, Lauren, Erix, Anj, Bobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/pajama1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My fave pic! Hahaha! Bobs, kulang na lang kape at diyaryo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS: I LOOOOOOOVE YOU. FOREVER AND EVER. TO INFINITY. AND BEYOND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY. MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Kyla's play with Bobs, Anj, Tammy, and Cla at RCBC. Blue Rep's Merrily We Roll Along gave me goosebumps from the moment the first line was sung. When I was in the summer workshop of Rep, that was the play we did. I loved the play, and I still do. It tugs at a certain part of everyone's hearts, especially those at our age... Hay. Congrats to Kyla and to Blue Repertory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After watching the play, I went to Discovery Suites for the reunion-sleepover-Christmas party of my block barkada (A1 un-blockmates + Erix, who's in A2, but is an honorary member of the un-blockies). I went to Podium first to buy my exchange gift. The theme was 80's, so I ended up buying three VCDs: Top Gun, Friends in Love (Sharon, Jackie Lou...), and Cross my Heart (Sharon and Rowell Santiago). Hahaha Jologs! I also bought the soundtrack of Sana'y Wala nang Wakas for myself. Hahaha! I went back to Podium with Erix after dropping my things off at the hotel room. She bought the stuff she needed to buy. We saw Ogie Alcasid! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, when we got back to Discovery, they were eating already, so we joined them. After dinner, we took out the drinks and just lounged around the living room, laughing... and eating... and drinking... and laughing... and eating... and going down to the sixth floor to smoke (carl and erix, sixth floor club rules... makakahanap din tayo, contraty to what randy told us.)... and laughing... and eating... and laughing... then most of them went to sleep (because they were either tired, or had work the next day)... then we laughed... then we ate... smoked some more... then laughed... ate.... It was pretty much a repeat of the night before, only with different people, with alcohol, and instead of Pilar's balcony, we had the sixth floor to serve as our lung center. Hihihi! :) We laughed, ate, smoked, talked until about 5:30 am. If Carl didn't have to go home at that time, then we probably would have still been talking, eating, smoking, and laughing byt he time the others had woken up. Hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only Me, Erix, Patty, Alessa, and Chirara were the people left in discovery when it was time for breakfast. We ate breakfast and started laughing at the silliest things... We were laughing the whole way down the elevator, to the room, and practically the rest of the morning... I was doing this high-pitched voice while introducing some boy's choir that Chiara and I made up. We couldn't stop laughing! Hahaha! I'm actually laughing right now as I type this! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Erix and I had a massage (haaaaay... heaven) before heading home and finally resting... As Erix mentioned in her blog, I didn't know that it can be so phisically draining to laugh and eat and laugh and eat and laugh and eat for two nights straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="662" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/group2.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dinner time! I took the pic, which is why I'm not in it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(L-R) Patty, Lar, Erix, Lisa, Carl, Alessa, Muff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; HEIGHT: 370px" height="570" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/group4.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(L-R) Me, Patty, Ale, Muffin, Carl, Randy, Lisa, Lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A1 Un-blockmates: Mahal ko kayoooooooooooo!!! WESTIN! WESTIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ral and I went on a "yuppie date" at Greenbelt 3. Hahaha! He came from an interview, and I came from work. We met up at about 7ish, ate dinner, and watched Bridget Jones 2 (ewan ko na lang talaga sa movie na to. Tawang-tawa ako. Hiyang-hiya din ako for Bridge -- close kami eh.)... We were supposed to have coffee at Starbucks GB3, but the place was packed.. On a tuesday night -- I don't know why. Anyway, we decided to just have coffee at Starbucks near my place. Most of the time Ral and I were just laughing and catching up on each other. I had so much fun, at sana maulit (Erix, sama ka na next time, pakshet!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ral: Sana nakalimutan mo na yung kinuwento ko sayo! Hahaha!!! Thank you sooo much! I had so much fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In summary, I spent Friday - Tuesday EATING AND LAUGHING. Geddem. Kakaiba. I really enjoyed everything that happened the past few days. And I just wanna tell my friends that... although it's been said, many times, many ways... well, I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's beginning to feel like Christmas... But just a li'l bit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;** Will somebody congratulate me??! Hahaha! I just crammed 5 days' worth of work into 3 days without going overtime, and still found time to go shopping. Hahaha! There was a bazaar at the 10th floor this afternoon, and Ninfa and I decided to go during the break. I bought so much stuff! Hahaha! I bought jeans and four shirts for myself, and bags for the maids. :) Hahaha! I'm going on leave tomorrow and Saturday because of Days, so I won't be updating my blog until Tuesday probably (as if naman nag-uupdate ako regularly no! hahaha!). So there. Babalushki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;** Six more minutes 'till the end of my shift! Wawie, my brother, and I are gonna get massages later!!! Wahoooooo!!! Lapit naaaaaaa!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110308478434639159?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110308478434639159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110308478434639159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110308478434639159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110308478434639159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday-jane-austen-and-ludwig.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110252989910041158</id><published>2004-12-09T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T21:43:05.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DONNY OSMOND, JOHN MALKOVICH, and KIRK DOUGLAS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday din kay Mac Macaraeg! I love you!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm waiting for the new commuunication coaches to finish evaluating the emails I pulled up, so we can calibrate in a while. :) I'm done evaluating them, so I'm left with nothing much to do. :) I have nothing much to write, either. Hahaha! I have a lot of kuwento, but I'll save that for tomorrow. I'll have more time on my hands tomorrow because I only have one "trainee." :) Right now, I guess it's quote time. Hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy and strength, if faced with an open mind. Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;--Henry Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't imagine a person becoming a success who doesn't give this game of life veerything he's got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Walter Cronkite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's a difference between ineterst and commitment. When you're interested in doing something, you only do it when it's convenient. When you're committed to something, you accept no excuses, only results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Kenneth Blanchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Courage is not the absence of fear; rather it is the ability to take action in the face of fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Nancy Anderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not afraid to die. I just dont want to be there when it happens. It is impossible to experience one's death objectively and still carry a tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Death is not the gratest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Norman Cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope someday to have so much of what the world calls success, that people will ask me, "What's your secret?" and I will tell them, "I just get up again when I fall down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Paul Harvey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be like a postage stamp. Stick to something until you get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Josh Billings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;A compliment is verbal sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Robert Orben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friends in your life are like pillars on your porch. Sometimes they hold you up, and sometimes they lean on you. Sometimes, it's just enough to know they're standing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope for the moment. There are times when it is hard to believe in the future, when we are temporarily just not brave enough. When this happens, concentrate on the present. Cultivate the little happiness until courage returns. Look forward to the beauty of the next moment, the next hour, the promise of a good meal, sleep,a book, a movie, the likelihood that tonight, the stars will shine and tomorrow, the sun will shine. Sink roots into the present until the strength grows to think about tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-- Ardis Whitman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sakto! Tapos na sila! Back to work!&lt;/span&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/7877204-110252989910041158?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110252989910041158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110252989910041158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110252989910041158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110252989910041158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday-donny-osmond-john.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110251748777952242</id><published>2004-12-08T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T22:51:27.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINEAD O'CONNOR, TERI HATCHER, and KIM BASINGER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday din kay Jem Munji!!! Aymishu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY CHRISTMAS WISH LIST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (dahil pinaisip ako ni Erix. Hahaha!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. A new digicam (preferrably 5 megapixels)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. A Flash drive (Kahit 265 MB lang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. An MP3 Player-recorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. An Old Navy online shopping spree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. A Havaianas.com shopping spree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. "Pooh and the Philosophers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. "Pooh and the Ancient Mysteries"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. An all-expense paid trip to Boracay/Palawan/Phuket/Bali/Hawaii/Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. A GC for a Javanes Royal Bath and a massage at The Spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. A shopping spree at Powerbooks/Fully Booked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. My own TV and DVD player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. A new component&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;13. Really, really, really nice shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;14. A boyfriend (CHARING!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15. A shopping spree at Marks &amp; Spencer/Tubby/Faro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16. Hard-bound copies of "The Da Vinci Code" and "Angels and Demons"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;17. A shopping spree at Hobbes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;18. Permission and finances to redecorate &amp;amp; remodel my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By the way, my mom's cellphone number is... Hahaha joke lang! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BACK TO WORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110251748777952242?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110251748777952242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110251748777952242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110251748777952242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110251748777952242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday-sinead-oconnor-teri.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110251485651760722</id><published>2004-12-08T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T22:09:05.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BILOG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko na&lt;br /&gt;Naramdaman&lt;br /&gt;Naransan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik sa&lt;br /&gt;Simula&lt;br /&gt;Walang pagbabago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa&lt;br /&gt;Dalawa&lt;br /&gt;Tatlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik sa isa&lt;br /&gt;Dalawa&lt;br /&gt;Tatlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuulit&lt;br /&gt;Paikot-ikot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinusubukan na&lt;br /&gt;Pinipilit na&lt;br /&gt;Maging&lt;br /&gt;Manhid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganoon pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilog.&lt;br /&gt;Walang katapusan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustong putulin&lt;br /&gt;Sana&lt;br /&gt;Huminto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustong sumigaw&lt;br /&gt;Tama na,&lt;br /&gt;Pagod na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pipikit&lt;br /&gt;Magpapahinga&lt;br /&gt;Magtitimpi&lt;br /&gt;Pagdilat&lt;br /&gt;Ng mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko na&lt;br /&gt;Naramdaman&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan&lt;br /&gt;Balik sa isa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110251485651760722?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110251485651760722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110251485651760722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110251485651760722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110251485651760722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/12/bilog-parang-nakita-ko-na-naramdaman.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110252102350174773</id><published>2004-12-08T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T23:52:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kath, me, and charles @ kath's despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blueandpurplebeachbum/2027088/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2027088_22a7acc7c7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blueandpurplebeachbum/2027088/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/blueandpurplebeachbum/2027088/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/blueandpurplebeachbum/"&gt;blue and purple beach bum&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dear Kathy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and.... I MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Kaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I miss you!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110252102350174773?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110252102350174773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110252102350174773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110252102350174773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110252102350174773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/12/kath-me-and-charles-kaths-despedida.html' title='kath, me, and charles @ kath&apos;s despedida'/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110149853946675519</id><published>2004-11-27T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T04:05:40.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIMI HENDRIX and BRUCE LEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I watched Alexander kanina (or yesterday, last night -- whatever) with Charles and Erix. Hm. I'd recommend you watch it, if only for the historical ekek, if only to see Jared Leto, if only to make an excuse to see friends. Hahaha! Seriously, on a scale of 1-10, 10 being the highest, i'd give it a 7. Why? Because although I had barely 6 hours of sleep, I didn't fall asleep during the movie, meaning it was good enough to keep me interested. It was not, however, good enough to keep me on the edge of my seat, ot make me leave the theatre with my mouth hanging open. The editing is not somthing to watch out for, the script is, uhm, nevermind. But I enjoyed watching it nonetheless (save for the scenes with snakes. I hate snakes. I despise them. &lt;strong&gt;With a passion&lt;/strong&gt;.)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After the movie, the three of us, together with Tammy and Dandan, ate at Pho Hoa. Yuuuuuumyuuuum!!! :) Hahaha!!! We walked around the night market after dinner and bought some stuff. We couldn't stay long, though, because Erix and I had to go to work. So there.... There's nothign much to do tonight. One of the teams I'm supposed to coach is on training, and there aren't much valid calls yet, so I'm left to surfing the net... I chanced upon some stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WOMEN'S BUMPER STICKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. If they don't have chocolate in heaven, I ain't going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Don't treat me any differently than you would the queen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;I'm out of estrogen -- and I have a gun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. Next mood swing: 6 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. And your point is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. Warning: I have an attitude and I know how to use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. Do not start with me. You will not win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;All stressed out and no one to choke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. How can I miss you when you won't go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Sorry if I looked interested. I'm not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Don't upset me! I'm running out of places to hide the bodies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YOU KNOW YOU'RE OUT OF COLLEGE WHEN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. You have to pay your own credit card bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;8am is not early.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. You have to file your own taxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. "Twenty-something" means over-qualifed, underpaid, and not married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;You go from 130 days of vacation to 7.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. You're on the computer more than you're on the telephone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. You go to parties that the police don't raid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;You refer to college students as kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Your salary is less than your tuition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The friends you're making now just don't seem to measure up.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/calvin.bmp" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hay.... Gotta get to work. One hour and 45 minutes to go. Say it with me... You can do it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110149853946675519?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110149853946675519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110149853946675519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110149853946675519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110149853946675519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-jimi-hendrix-and-bruce.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110148687465903579</id><published>2004-11-27T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T00:37:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nakadungaw sa bintana&lt;br /&gt;Kay raming nakikita&lt;br /&gt;Utak ay gulong-gulo&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nagkakaganito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mapakali&lt;br /&gt;Puso'y nangangamba&lt;br /&gt;Talo na ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakadungaw sa bintana&lt;br /&gt;Nag-aabang&lt;br /&gt;naghihintay&lt;br /&gt;Kung may darating na karamay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May magpapakita ba&lt;br /&gt;May magliligtas ba&lt;br /&gt;Sa pusong nag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakadungaw sa bintana&lt;br /&gt;Ang nakikita'y...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110148687465903579?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110148687465903579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110148687465903579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110148687465903579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110148687465903579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/wala-nakadungaw-sa-bintana-kay-raming.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110141799326770244</id><published>2004-11-26T05:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T05:26:33.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bwahahaha! I took a test, "How Sexy Are You?" Bwahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You're a SAUCEPOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;u might think your sex appeal peaks and dips depending on your mood - in fact, you're pretty irresistible any day. It's the fact that you're so uncontrived that makes men notice you. Some nights you might glam yourself up, other times you go as you are. Oddly enough, it's the times when you don't make an effort that you're at your most alluring. Men treat you as an equal and know they can have a laugh with you - then, just as they've got you labelled as a mate, they realise they're falling hook, line and sinker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bwahahahaha!!! Yun lang... 4 minutes to go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110141799326770244?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110141799326770244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110141799326770244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110141799326770244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110141799326770244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/bwahahaha-i-took-test-how-sexy-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110141377331449862</id><published>2004-11-26T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T04:16:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TINA TURNER and CHARLES SCHULZ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Happy birthday din kay Polly Larracas)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;One and a half hours till I get off. It's a pretty slow night. A lot of the agents aren't doing calls, probably because it's Thanksgiving Day in the States... Hay. I was late for work a while ago... Got in at 10:00pm, because I went to the wake of Bobs' lola... Hm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel better now. I guess it's because I was able to air out whtever lonliness I had inside me... Hm. Oh, and I guess it's also because I was happy a while ago. I had early dinner with my parents at theatre mall... Spending time with them, even for dinner, made my day. Another thing that made my day was Lisa's email. Even if it was just two sentences long, it really made my day... Hay. Kuya Jess really has a way of making us smile, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Which reminds me of a quote I read earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, wracked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing. -- Agatha Christie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ganda no? Hay. Yun lang. Since nothing really exciting is going on in my life right now, I'll just answer a quiz I know I answered a long time ago... Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Car Ride: On my way to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Cry: Last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Smile: Hmmm... 10 minutes ago, after coaching an agent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Library Book Checked Out: Geddem I can't remember! I think it was a media ethics book for my Com 107 paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Movie Seen: Hmmm... Ano nga ba yun?? Surviving Christmas (which really isn't worth it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Book Read: Just finished re-reading Cubao-Kalaw-Kalaw-Cubao. Wah. Definitely on my top 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Beverage Drank: Coke Light from the vending machine, because I left my mug at home (which is why I can't drink water from the dispenser. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Crush: **ahem**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Phone Call: Cellphone: Amy, a trainer; Landline: Chil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last TV Show Watched: Oh, Smallville was on when I was eating lunch at the pantry... Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Showered: Before I left for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Shoes Worn: Aside from the ones I'm wearing now? My white Havaianas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last CD Played: Kitchie Nadal's album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Item Bought: Kung edible: Safari bar from the vendo; Kung hindi: Sampaguita from Princess (yung nagbebenta sa tapat ng Chilis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Downloaded: Ang Aking Pasko (Kuya Cholo!!! Bwahahaha!!! LSS! LSS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Disappointment: A while ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Key Used: My car keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Phrase Spoken: "Keep it up!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Sleep: 9am yesterday - 5pm yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Ice cream Eaten: Shiyet... Antagal ko nang hindi kumakain ng ice cream... Hmmm... I think it was a Haagen-Dazs ice cream bar... day shift pa ako nun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Amused: Kanina, sa officemate ko. Ang daldal! Nakakatuwang kausap! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Wanted To Die: Tagal na, shet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time In Love: Can't remember. (Charing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Hugged: Wednesday night, Dandan! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Kissed: Saturday night. Bwahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Held Hands: Saturday afternoon! Tinesting lang namin ni Erix kung masarap makipag-holding hands si Wawie. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Webpage Visited: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mail.yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;www.mail.yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Song Listened To: Worlds Apart by It Takes Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Stressed: Friday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time REALLY Happy: Hm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Excited: Ngayon lang. Excited na akong mag 5:30!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Confused: im always confused!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Worried: Last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Time Late For Class: Hahahaha!!!! For work, kanina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sige... Isang oras na lang. I shall go on a yosi break then one last try kung merong valid calls. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Antagal mag 530!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110141377331449862?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110141377331449862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110141377331449862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110141377331449862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110141377331449862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-tina-turner-and-charles.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110132974802889275</id><published>2004-11-25T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T05:02:11.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pagatapos ng mabigat na sinulat ko, biglang ang laki ng ginaan ng loob ko dahil sa nakita ko sa internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.balianco.com/mc_silverjub.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/erix.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;--Click niyo na lang yung picture para makapunta sa page kung saan ko nakita ito--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erix, kung alam mo lang na lalabas ka sa internet, sana ngumiti ka, no? Hahaha. Yun lang. :) Napatawa mo ako nang hindi mo nalalaman. Salamat! Iba ka!!! Mahal kita! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110132974802889275?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110132974802889275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110132974802889275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110132974802889275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110132974802889275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/pagatapos-ng-mabigat-na-sinulat-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110132905107032069</id><published>2004-11-25T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T04:44:11.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTINA APPLEGATE, JOE DIMAGGIO, and JOHN F. KENNEDY, JR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Happy birthday din kay Toton Malvar.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Nga pala, Happy Thanksgiving na rin. Nagsususmigaw ang mga posters ng pabo dito sa opisina.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;---&gt; Buti pa sila happy no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oo, malungot ako. Lonely, ba. Mukha nga akong tanga na nagluluha ang mga mata habang nakaharap sa kompyuter sa opisina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil...&lt;/em&gt; Ewan ko. Maraming bagay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kanina, nagyoyosi ako sa baba. Lunch break din ng mga ahente kaya marami-rami ang tao. Bagaman kilala ko ang karamihan sa kanila dahil na-coach ko na sila, ang kapal naman ng mukha ko kung makiki-epal ako sa pinag-uusapan nila. Mga anim ang kumpol ng tao sa baba nung nandoon ako. Lahat sila nagkukuwentuhan, nagtatawanan, nagkakantahan, nagkakantsawan... Nakakinggit. Nakakainggit dahil naaalala ko yung mga panahon na madalas pa kaming magkita ng mga kaibigan ko. Naalala ko tuloy nung isang linggo, noong bumaba ako para manigarilyo. Natural, mag-isa lamang ako. Dumaan ako na pintuan ng lobby at nadaanan ang sekyu... Napansin siguro niya na lagi akong naninigarilyong mag-isa. Siguro naisip niya, "kawawa naman tong babaeng to, walang kaibigan." Kaya naisip niyang tanungin sa akin, "Ma'am, wala kayong tropa?" Para akong sinampal sa mukha nung linstak na sekyu na 'yon. Parang gusto kong sabihin, "Bakit? Mukha ba akong walang kaibigan?" Pakiramdam ko ngayon ay nawawalan na ako ng mga kaibigan. Hindi naman kami nag-away o kung anuman, pero ganun eh. Lahat kami ay may pani-panibago nang ginagawa, hindi na kami "nakakulong" sa iisang lugar kung saan ay imposibleng hindi kami magkita-kita... Nakakalungkot. Gustuhin ko man silang makita lahat ay hindi nagkakatugma ang mga libreng oras namin. Nakakalungkot din dahil tulod ng sinulat ko noong nakaraan, may mga nagbago na. Alam ko naman hindi ko na talaga maibabalik ang dati, pero nakakalungkot lang isipin na minsan, may mga pagkakataong parang hindi ko na kilala ang iba kong kaibigan. Parang masyado na silang malayo at iba sa akin para maabot ko, o maintindihan ko sila. Huwag sana kayong magkamaling isipin na hindi ko na mahal ang mga kaibigan ko. Kaya ko nga pilit silang inaabot ay dahil mahal ko sila at nais kong maibalik ang dati. Ang dati na parang walang kahirap-hirap na magsama-sama, kahit para manigarilyo lang. Pasulyap-sulyap na lang ang maaari naming gawin, at sa katotohanan, hindi ito sapat para sa akin. Ang gusto ko sana mangyari ay bigyan ako ng panahon upang muling makilala ang mga kaibigan kong pakiramdam ko'y wala nang koneksiyon sa kasalukuyan kong buhay. Ang lungkot isipin, pero totoo. Nakaklungkot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Patulog pa lang ako'y pagising pa lang sila. Pag gising ko'y wala pa sila. Paalis ako'y pauwi pa lang sila. Parang hindi ko na nakikita ang pamilya ko. Kanina, pagsakay namin ng kapatid ko sa kotse papuntang crew practice, sabi niya, "ilang araw na tayong hindi nagkita?" Nung sinabi niya yun, parang wala lang sa akin, pero ngayong naalala kong sinabi niya iyon, naiiyak ako. Gustuhin ko mang bumangon para mag-tanghalian ay minsan hindi ko talaga kaya sa sobrang antok o pagod. Sa mga pagkakatong bumabangon nga ako'y natutulog din ako sa hapagkainan. Malungkot ako dahil parang hindi na ako kilala ng pamilya ko, at parang hindi ko na kilala ang pamilya ko. Isa pang kinalulungkot ko ay ang relasyon ko sa nanay ko. Sa lahat ng panahong naging maayos ang relsayon namin ng nanay ko, ngayong nagtatrabaho pa ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit at paano kami ngaing ganito ka-lapit, pero naisip ko na sana mas maaga pa nangyari ito. Ngayo'y ang dami na naming napag-uusapan, mga bagay na hindi ko man mabanggit lang sa kaniya noon. Masaya ako dahil kahit papano ay malaki-laki ang ginanda ng relasyon namin ng nanay ko, pero parang ngayon, naisip ko na hindi ko na rin naman siya nakikita, kaya parang wala rin lang. Minsan kapag alam ko na kinabukasan na siya uuwi, parang napapansin ko na ang saya-saya ko. Tapos naisip ko kanina, uuwi si Mommy bukas. Pero pagdating niya, malamang tulog na ako. Hay. Ewan ko ba. Araw-araw naman akong umuuwi, pero... ganun nga. Nakakalungkot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Natatakot ako para sa isa kong kaibigan. Basta. Gusto kong sabihin ang lahat ng nasa look ko, pero alam kong may sarili na siyang isip at kaya na niyang alagaan ang sarili niya. Natatakot lang ako sa puwedeng mangyari sa kaniya. Pero buhay niya yun, alam kong hindi ako dapat makialam. Pero natatakot ako. Sobra. Para sa kaniya, at sa pamilya niya. Mahal ko sila kaya nagugulantang ako sa kung ano ang puwede kong gawin para tulungan sila. Nakakalungkot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Malungkot ang isang malapit kong kaibigan (na pakiramdam ko rin na dahan-dahan ko siyang hindi nakikilala... malabo, pero ganun). Malungkot ako dahil parang nawawalan na siya ng dahilang mantiling matino. Malungkot, at natatakot. Pero ipinagdadasal ko na sana, kahit papano ay "maibalik" sa kaniya ang buhay niya. Nakakatakot talagang isipin na nagkakaganito siya. Ang lalo pang nakakalungkot dito ay pakiramdam ko'y wala akong kuwentang kaibigan dahil hindi ko alam kung paano siya tutulungan. Sa totoo, hindi ko talaga alam kung paano, hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong sabihin para matulungan siya, kaya minsan nakikinig na lang ako, dahil yun nga, hindi ko talaga alam kung ano ang magagawa ko. Kung binabasa mo ito (malamang binabasa mo nga), pasensya na. Mahirap din magbigay ng payo sa taong masyadong malapit sa iyo (pero kabay nun ay parang hindi mo na nga kilala ang taong iyon) at mahal mo ng sobra, minsan pa higit sa buhay mo (hoy, hindi ako tibo ha). Pasensya na dahil wala akong magawa. Pasensya na dahil hindi ko alam kung anong masasabi ko sa iyo para gumaan ang pakiramdam mo. Pasensya na kung nagmistulan akong walang kwentang kaibigan. Pasensya na talaga. (Parang timang, alam ko, pero ganun eh.) Pero sa kabila nang lahat nang hindi ko nagawa, sana alam mong nandito pa rin ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Parang wala pa akong nagagawa para sa Pilipinas. Ang dami nang kaguluhang nangyayari sa bansa, patuloy na bumabagsak ang ekonomiya, at ang daming taong kailangan ng tulong. Nalulungkot ako dahil parang wala pa rin akong nagagawa. May mga gutso akong gawin sa panghinaharap, pero pakiramdam ko na sa kasalukuyan, wala akong kuwentang mamamayan. Wala pa akong nagagawa para tulungan ang Pilipinas dahil wala pa akong nagagawa para tulungan ang sarili ko. Kaya't hanggang matutunan kong tulungan ang sarili kong maging buo, hindi ko alam kung papaano ko matutulungan ngayon ang bansang mahal na mahal ko. Pilipinas, babawi ako. Maaaring hindi big-time na pagbawi, pero babawi ako! Pangako yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kailangan kong umalis. Kailangan kong umalis nang mag-isa. Kailangan kong lumayo, at pumunta sa isang lugar para lang makapag-isa. Para lang makalayo sa gulo ng araw-araw kong buhay. Kailangan ko munang mag-isa sa malayo at payapang lugar dahil nga... malungkot ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malungkot ako dahil... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pakiramdam ko'y may malaking kulang. Siguro nag-uugat ito sa dahil wala pa akong boyfriend. Hindi sa naghahanap ako, ha (hmmm. hahaha). Pero para bang minsan nakkakinggit pag nakakakita ako ng dalawang taong nagmamahalan. Para bang ang sarap sigurong maramdaman na may nagmamahal talaga sa iyo, at may nag-aalaga sa iyo at inaalagaan mo. Ewan ko ba. Nakaka-depress naman ito. Parang lang minsan naiisip ko kung ano ba ang kulang sa akin na hindi kamahal-mahal... Kung may kulang ba. Minsan naman, naisip kong nakakatakot na ring magmahal kasi parang pakiramdam ko na pigang-piga na ako. Hindi ako nagsasawa, ha, kung iyon ang iniisip mo. Pakiramdam ko lang wala na. Parang pagod na ako. Sana bukas o sa makalawa, hindi na ako pagod. Sana mapunan na ang puwang. Kahit walang boyfriend, basta lang mawala ang pagod ko, ok na ako. Talaga (pero kung magkakaroon ng boyfriend eh bakit naman hindi diba? hahaha dyok lang). Nakakalungkot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O baka naman nararamdaman ko lang ito dahil inaantok ako? O baka naman dahil tumatanda na ako? Ito kaya yung tinatawag nilang "Quarter Life Crisis?" Baka naman panandaliang kabaliwan lang ito? Ewan. Ewan talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At malapit nang mag-pasko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If this is what Christmas will feel like, I think I'll pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110132905107032069?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110132905107032069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110132905107032069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110132905107032069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110132905107032069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-christina-applegate-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110131761519557475</id><published>2004-11-25T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T01:33:35.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;New song I'm loving now (in the spirit of Chirstmas... Don't worry Sj... este Kitchie, wagi ka pa rin!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANG AKING PASKO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Words and music by: Jandi Arboleda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(babae)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pagkalembang ng batingaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aking puso'y napapahiyaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lumulukso sa pagdating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ng ginaw na dala ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nagsisimulang araw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Magsisimbang gabi nanaman ako kasama mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maririnig ko nang muli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ang tinig mong inaawit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ang himig ng Pasko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(lalaki)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sa simula ng pagdarasal ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ngalan mo'y agad sa puso ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sana nama'y idulot N'yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mabago ko ang mundong iaaalay ko sa'yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sa araw ng Pasko,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Magsisimba akong kasama mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At doon ko iaabot ang anumang nabago ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kasama 'tong aking inaawit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sabay)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ipamamalas ko ang pag-ibig na nadarama sa'yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Katulad ng pagmamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Na sanhi ng pagdiriwang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nitong ating Pasko, o giliw ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At sa araw na 'to alalahanin mong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Handang-handa akong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maging kapiling mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kahit matapos na itong Pasko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAAAAAAY. TAENANG KANTA YAN. Ang ganda. Special mention kay Kuya Cholo: Salamat sa pag-introduce sa akin ng kantang 'yan. Para sa'yo, aaralin ko yan. You rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110131761519557475?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110131761519557475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110131761519557475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110131761519557475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110131761519557475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-song-im-loving-now-in-spirit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110130349584011464</id><published>2004-11-24T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T21:39:10.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH HOW I WISH...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/cmoke.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110130349584011464?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110130349584011464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110130349584011464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110130349584011464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110130349584011464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-how-i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110123757498359925</id><published>2004-11-24T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T03:19:34.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARLO COLLODI (Author of Pinocchio) AND FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT (Author of The Little Princess and The Secret Garden)!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Happy Birthday Rose Darauay! I love you!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You are reading the blog of a loser. Hahaha! That's what I actually am today. A certified loser. Hahaha! Today started ok, actually. I woke up at about 4pm, which was perfect because I was supposed to meet up with Trey for coffee at Greenbelt at about 5:00 pm. I took a bath, dressed up, and left for Makati. I was turning right to Makati Ave from EDSA when Trey called and told me that she'd meet me at 6:00, because her boss wanted her to stay for a meeting. I thought, "oh good, I'll go shopping until she comes." As i was parking my car on the second floor carpark of Greenbelt 2, My phone rang once again. It was Trey, telling me that she really couldn't make it because her boss asked her to go to Manila to do somthing. Of course, who was I to tell her to ditch her boss so that our coffee thing could push through, right? I mean, if I were in her shoes, I would have done the same thing she did too. So anyway, that left me with more than three hours to kill. ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Instead of taking my car out of Greenbelt and driving it all the way to Glorietta (which is not really that far, but you get the picture), I got out of my car and decided to walk to Glorietta via the footbridge. Before heading to Glorietta, I window shopped at the Greenbelt 2&amp;3 mall (take note, window shopped, since I really can't afford anything from there, haha!). When I reached the end, I took the escalator to the walkway and headed on to Glorietta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I walked around for what seemed like hours (actually, I was walking for about an hour and a half). It would have been fine had I not been in 2-inch heels. Anyway, I went to Confetti and had trouble deciding among 5 pairs of shoes. (That's the trouble when you go shopping alone... Hahaha!) Anyway, I ended up buying two pairs (Kuya Jess, forgive me! Hahaha!) which cost me about 1,600.00 (not bad, actually). I bought thong heels which were really cute because the thongs were adorned with little capiz thingies. I wanted to buy both the white and the black pairs, but I decided to buy the white one next time, since I have more clothes and bags that would go with black shoes. :) Plus, I can wear them to work (pause lang: My officemate is snoring! hahaha!) I was looking for a pictures of shoes that look like the ones I bought, but I couldn't find any... I found something that can help you imagine wht they look like, though. Haha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/thongs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It looks something like that, only they're black and have little capiz ekeks on the thongs. hahaha! :) (And how I wish I owned the shoes on the picture... Hahaha! Goodluck sa Steve Madden.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, I also bought a pair of black ballet shoes. They aren't flats, though. I wanted the falt ones with the white piping, but they didn't come in my size. Hehe! The ones I bought are cute too, though. They have heels about 3/4 of an inch high, and they're really comfy! :) Again, I tried to look for a picture, and here's the closest one I could find:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/balletflats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Again, goodluck sa Naturalizer. haha!) Well, it kinda looks like that, but without the patented (?) part at the toe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I promise to go back and buy the boots I wanted (they were way out of my budget, haha!) after I finish my Christmas shopping. That is, if the boots are still available. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, I continued going around Glorietta, window-shopping. I wanted to buy a really nice top at Marks and Spencer (I swear, I am so in love with that top!). I couldn't though, because the top was way more expensive than the boots I wanted. Hahaha! Good luck to me. Actually, I already saw the top in the MegaMall branch and tried it on. Doon pa lang, na-in love na ako sa top. When I saw it again earlier, I tried it on again... Eto na lang, ganito siya kaganda: I tried on two different sizes. They didn't look the same on me, but the both looked great! Waaaaaah!! I want the toooooooooop!!! Hahaha! Anyway, I left M&amp;S with a frown on my face and a heavy heart. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I trooped to Rustans, and I went to the third floor to go to U. I saw a reaaaaaaaaaaly nice bra at Benetton... But it was too expensive. Anyway, I was finally able to buy Havaianas! I wanted to buy the silver ones (Erix, you were right! Ang ganda nga ng silver! shyet!), but they only had one pair left, and it was a size 6. I was deciding between a blue pair and a white pair. I ended up getting the white ones, and spent 615.00. :) Yey! Sa payday, hahalukayin ko ang buong Metro Manila para makahanap ng Silver Havaianas (Erix, sama ka?! :D)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/havaianaswhite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/havaianassilver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After U, I decided to walk back to Greenbelt and get a footspa at Fix. On my way to Fix, I stopped by Music One and bought two CDs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/kitchiendalaalbum.gif" /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/eheadsanthology.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I arrived at Fix, there weren't any manicurists available, so I went to... urm... I forgot the name of the store (It's in Greenbelt 3, sa mall)... I got a foot massage because my feet hurt so much from all the walking. Haha! HEAVEN. I went to Beauty Bar after my massage and bought face paper and Goat's Milk Lotion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/mattething.jpg" /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/goat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had the sudden urge to eat crepes, so I headed to Cafe Breton for dinner. Yup, ALONE. (Now, see why I'm such a loser??!?!) Hahaha! I had a three-cheese crepe for dinner, and a nutella crepe for dessert. Potah. Takaw. Anyway, I felt like such a loser sitting alone outside Breton. Hahaha! Buti na lang nakita ko si Buloid who was on his way to watch National Treasure with his officemates (by the way, according to Buloid and Tammy -I think- panget daw yung movie). So I had companions for about 10 minutes, but they had to leave beacause they had to catch the movie. Hahaha, at least na-experience ko na yun. Not that I haven't eaten alone in public. It's just that this was the first time I had eaten alone in public, in a nice restaurant, in the smoking area, in full view of the passers-by. Hahaha! Masaya. Hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, after dinner, I left Greenbelt for work. But not without changing my shoes! :) Hahaha! I am now wearing my black ballet shoes. :) Sarap sa paa! Yehey!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So today... I bought.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Thong heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Ballet... uhm... semi-flats? haha!&lt;br /&gt;- White Havaianas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Kitchie Nadal's album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Eraserheads Anthology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- (spent) for a Foot massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Face paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Goat's milk lotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL LIKE SUCH A DITZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;voice inside head: &lt;em&gt;"back to work, ditz."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110123757498359925?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110123757498359925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110123757498359925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110123757498359925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110123757498359925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-carlo-collodi-author-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110121714817620702</id><published>2004-11-23T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T21:39:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Song I'm loving now (mabuhay ka, Sj... este... Kitchie Nadal!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAG NA WAG MONG SASABIHIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;by: Kitchie Nadal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;May gusto ka bang sabihin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ba't 'di mapakali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ni hindi makatingin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sana'y 'wag mo na itong palipasin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At subukang lutasin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sa mga isinabi mo na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Iba'ng nararapat sa akin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Na tunay kong mamahalin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh....huwag na huwag mong sasabihin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Na hindi mo nadama itong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pag-ibig kong handang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ibigay kahit pa kalayaan mo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ano man ang iyong akala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Na ako'y isang bituin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Na walang sasambahin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'Di ko man ito ipakita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Abot-langit ang daing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sa mga isinabi mo na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At sa gabi, sinong duduyan sa 'yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At sa umaga, ang hangin ang hahaplos sa 'yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hay. Post to follow later! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110121714817620702?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110121714817620702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110121714817620702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110121714817620702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110121714817620702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/song-im-loving-now-mabuhay-ka-sj.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110113596499560104</id><published>2004-11-22T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T23:28:00.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAIME LEE CURTIS AND GEORGE ELIOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. A. Weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I got off work on Saturday at about 7, because I had so much stuff to do. I picked Erix up and we ate at Country Waffles (Yumyum!!!). Here's a funny story... I parked the car at Country waffles and told Erix to get a table already, as I was just going to withdraw from Metrobank (which is just beside the restaurant). So I went to Metrobank, only to find out that the ATM was not working (that, or my card wasn't). So I went back to Country Waffles and told Erix to order already, because I was going to go to IBank in Annapolis to withdraw money. Apparently, the IBank branch in Annapolis did not have an ATM machine. So I went to BPI, also on Annapolis. Still, my card didn't work. I went to Citibank on Missouri, and - you guessed it - still no money... I told myself, "Tangina, ma-c-cpk nanaman kami." (more on that later.) So anyway, I parked my car on Annapolis (in front of Dencios) and crossed the street to go the the IBank ATM machine at Theatre Mall. Fortunately, the ATM machine did accept my card, and cash came out of the machine (yehey!) On my way back to Country Waffles, Erix sent me a text message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;K, nandito na yung&lt;br /&gt;food. Saan ba yan?&lt;br /&gt;IBank Baguio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, "Pagtripan ko kaya to??!" I sent her a reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tang ina! Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Nakalimutan ko&lt;br /&gt;na nanjan ka&lt;br /&gt;pala! Pabalik na&lt;br /&gt;ako!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing by myself in the car (seriously, feeling ko mukha talaga akong timang. hahaha!). When I got to Country Waffles, true enough, the food was there, and Erix was waiting alone. She said, "Ano nangyari?" And I replied, "Shet, sorry! Talagang nakalimutan ko na nandito ka pala! Papasok na ako ng village nung tinext mo ako! Sorry talaga!!!" Hahahaha!!! Well, it's not very funny when you read it, but you would have been laughing too if you were there. Hahaha! Anyway, after eating, Erix and I didn't get to sleep because we had to get ready to go to the Days meeting in Ateneo. We left the house at about 10am, and arrived in Ateneo at about 11am. There was serious traffic in Katipunan!!!! Ard. So there. We attended the music practice and the meeting, which ended at about 4pm. Dandan, Joshua and I went home, and we arrived at the house at about 5pm. I fell asleep but woke up at about 7pm because I had a dinner with Anj (which didn't push through, by the way). So i decided to go to Fay's birthday thing, since I had already asked for permission from my dad to go out (sayang yung paalam, diba?). Hahaha! Charles was supposed to go, pero tinamad na rin siya. So after taking a bath and finally deciding what to wear (my black Old Navy cami and denim capris), I left the house at about 9:00 pm. Guess what time I arrived at Fay's house? 11:00 pm! Seriously! 2 and a half fucking hours!!! I spent an hour and 45 minutes on Katipunan (take note, from the mormon church hanggang Santolan lang to ha.), and 15 minutes to Fay's house. POTAH TALAGA! I told them to prepare an extra plate for me, since I might be arriving there on Christmas Eve. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, when I got there, almost everyone was there already. Fay (malamang!), Rose, Sj (Kitchie Nadal), Mon, Glemm (aymishu!) and his girlfriend (naks!), ate Geormie (Geormie, ano!), and Fay's other friends. :) I brought two bottles of Strawberry wine cooler and drank... probably about one whole bottle. Hahaha! Potah, ang lakas ng tama ng potah. 7.5 percent ang alcohol volume niya, mas mataas pa sa Strong Ice! Hahaha! Anlakas talaga ng tama! Kami yata ni Rose ang pinaka-naewan nung gabing yon! Anyway, after a while, Carl and Aiko arrived na. Suuuuuuuuuper fun talaga! Aiko wanted to leave na at about 5:00, pero bigla siyang nabuhayan at sabi niya na pagsikat ng araw, aalis na siya... eh hindi pa... hahaha! Natuwa yata sa exercise that I introduced to them on the short I and long E sounds.... Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My sister lives at sixteen Twin Peaks Street, East Greenhills with Bill Clinton and Clint Eastwood."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!!! Aliw na aliw yata silang lahat! Hahaha! Anyway, dumating yung point na nag-breakfast na kami kina Fay. Aiko, Mon and Ate Geormie left at about 7 something na, so Rose and I went to Fay's room na to sleep. Nagkuwentuhan pa kami for awhile... Siguro mga 8 na kami nakatulog. I dont know what time I woke up, but I left Fay's house at about 2pm na. I got home at about 3, tapos nagchismisan pa kami ng mom ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I finally went to sleep at about 430 na. I woke up at 530 and went to mass at 6pm. My dad wanted to eat out, kaya we had dinner at Sugi. We all ate so much, that when we go home, it took us mga 5 minutes to get out of the car! As in serious, hindi kami makagalaw sa pagka-busog! Hahahaha!!! I finally SLEPT at about 11 pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;...And woke up at about 130pm! Hahahah!!! That's more than enough sleep for me! Yehey! All set na ako for work tonight! Hahaha!!! Anyway, at about 4pm, I met up with Rose and Anj sa Greenhills to go shopping! Sobrang bitin nga yung shopping namin eh. Hahaha! I was able to buy a cute skirt (Yey! Anj and Rose! Maluwang! Hahaha!!! -- Gusto ko ng isa pa, green naman!!!), a cute toiletry bag, and a wallet (Anj!!! Ang ganda naman nung pink, diba?)! hahaha! Pareho nga kami ni Anj ng wallet ngayon eh. Hahaha! Grabe, nabitin talaga ako sa shopping kanina. Gusto ko nga pumuntang Megamall, dahil lang may Confetti doon, may shoe size ko. hahaha! I NEED NEW SHOES!!! Hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So anyway, after shopping, we went home for a while so that I could change for work. we had dinner at My Angel's Kitchen in Connecticut Street. The food was so good. I didn't enjoy the food the first time I went there because I was sick... Pero sobrang sarap ng food nila dun. And as of now, yun ang fave resto ko, sobrang perfect for dates (AS IF NAMAN DIBA??!?!), and the price isn't that bad, considering na mejo formal naman yung setting niya. :) So kung sino man ang may balak na ilabas ako for a date, or kung sino man ang tanungan ng kung sinong gustong maglabas sakin for a date (BWAHAHAHAHAH! AS IF TALAGA!) alam niyo na kung saan ko gusto... Hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, I had the Angel Hair Carbonara (sarap!), Rose had the Cheezy Meatball Linguine (sarap din!), and Anj had the Salmon belly Tempura (oh-my-God....)... Hay. That, and the company of good friends, makes the perfect night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Of course, I had to go to work, where I am now. The agents just arrived and I beleive there won't be any valid calls until about 12 mindnight, so I'm just going to make the schedule first, since I wasn't able to make one last week. Haaaaay. I'm still so full from the dinner!!! Waaaaaaaah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm so glad Starbucks was open when I went down for coffee, because I probably would have dozed off to sleep an hour ago if I didn't get my dose of caffeine for the night. Hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I probably will be back with another post later. :) Meanwhile..... Back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110113596499560104?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110113596499560104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110113596499560104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110113596499560104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110113596499560104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-jaime-lee-curtis-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110080510208047749</id><published>2004-11-19T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T21:33:48.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JODIE FOSTER, MEG RYAN, TED TURNER, INDIRA GANDHI, LARRY KING, AND CALVIN KLEIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Oh, and Happy Birthday to Kim Tan.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idle time. There are no valid calls yet, and I've evaluated and coached agents over my quota for three nights, so I have nothing to do as of now. I do have one agent that I haven't coached yet, but I'll coach her later when a new set of calls comes in, para isang birahan na lang. :) Erix, something for you to do. hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. What is your full name? &lt;strong&gt;Katherine Grace Imperial Aguas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. What colour of underwear are you wearing right now? &lt;strong&gt;Skin tone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. What's your favorite brand of underwear? &lt;strong&gt;Victoria's Secret, Hanes for her, and Itse-Bitse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. What song are you listening to right now?&lt;strong&gt;My officemate's singing (it's bad. really bad. as in.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. What are the last four digits of your phone number? &lt;strong&gt;0508&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. What was the last thing you ate? &lt;strong&gt;Fried chicken and leche flan (hindi sabay ha.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. Have a girlfriend/boyfriend? &lt;strong&gt;potah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. if you were a crayon, what color would you be? &lt;strong&gt;cerulean, mango, or aqua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. where would you like to go on your honeymoon? &lt;strong&gt;DISNEYWORLD! Then Venice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;**Parang walang 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. Do you like snow, sun or rain? &lt;strong&gt;Depende. If i'm stuck at home, I like rain (tapos ill lie down on my bed with thick hot choco or tea; with the air-con on full blast, a thick comforter over me, and good book to read.) Pero kung sa beach, DUH. SUN! SUN! SUN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. How is the weather right now? &lt;strong&gt;It's pretty cool, since malapit na magpasko.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;13. Last person you talked to on the phone? &lt;strong&gt;Sa cell, dad ko. Sa landline, si Sabz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;14. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? &lt;strong&gt;Eyes and Smile!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15. How are you today? &lt;strong&gt;Ok lang. Could be better. A lot better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16. Your favorite drink? &lt;strong&gt;WATER.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;18. Alcohol? &lt;strong&gt;SINONG ALCOHOLIC? hahaha! Tequila rose, Strawberry mudslide, Coffee Rhum, Vodka Ice, Mule, Sub-Zero, Bailey's Shake ng Absinth, Mai Tai ng Pier One at Dencios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;19. Favourite sport? &lt;strong&gt;Swimming, Badminton, pingpong, Bingo (ay, hindi pala sport yun.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;20. What makes you happy? &lt;strong&gt;making other peeple happy, and feeling loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;21. What's the next CD you're gonna get? &lt;strong&gt;hindi ko pa alam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;22. Cute ka ba? &lt;strong&gt;duh. ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;23. What schools did you attend? &lt;strong&gt;Learners Circle Pre school for 1 year, DML for 2 years, tapos i think pinagsummer nila ako sa OB kasi wala daw akong magawa nung summer na yun, poveda kinder 3, elem and high skul, and arreneow :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;24. What's the best advice given to you? &lt;strong&gt;"I am beautiful. I am enough. More than enough."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;25. What are your future goals ? &lt;strong&gt;Gusto ko maging teacher sa Poveda high school or Ateneo college, tapos at the same time, magvovolunteer ako sa isang public school or NGO. Tapos pag mag-reretire na ako at nakahanap ng mayaman na asawa, pupunta na ako ng Spain, China, Japan, Vietnam, India, Egypt, Greece, Turkey... Pero kung hindi mayaman yung mapangasawa ko, ok lang. Basta ba't mahal niya ako. Ok lang na hindi ako makapunta sa mga lugar na yon. Mag-iimagine na lang kami. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;26. Favorite music? &lt;strong&gt;Lahat, wag lang yung naririnig ko ngayon (I swear, he's not aware na he's wearing headphones... kaya sobra niyang lakas kumanta.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;27. Favorite movie? &lt;strong&gt;Forrest Gump, Parent Trap (yung luma), The Incredibles, Clueless, Ghandi, Cinema Paradiso, When Harry Met Sally, Riding in Cars With Boys, Heartbreakers, What Lies Beneath, White Chicks, Liar Liar... Andamidamidami!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;28. Favorite day of the year: &lt;strong&gt;Labor day (kasi apektado na ako ngayon)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;29. Favorite months: &lt;strong&gt;April, December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;30. Do you like to dance? &lt;strong&gt;No. I love dancing. With a passion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;31. Hugs or kisses: &lt;strong&gt;Pwede Both? ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;32. Salad Dressing: &lt;strong&gt;bleu cheese, Vinigarette &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;33. Number:&lt;strong&gt;1, 8, 16, 20, 46 (serious.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;34. Letter: &lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;35. Books: &lt;strong&gt;Bridge Across Forever, Good In Bed, In Her Shoes, Across the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept, A Bend in The Road, The Rescue, Bridget Jones' Diary, The Da Vinci Code, Angels and Demons, A Child Called 'It', The Lost Boy, A Man Named Dave, Cubao-Kalaw-Kalaw-Cubao.... dami pa, sobra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;36. Food: &lt;strong&gt;Potatoes, Strawberries, Durian, Japanese, Italian.... Marami.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;37. Favorite day of the week: &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;38. TV shows: &lt;strong&gt;Friends... Kahit na wala na. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;39. Celebrity/celebrities:&lt;strong&gt;Kaia Aguas. Joke!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;40. Word or Phrase: &lt;strong&gt;Chorva.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;41. Shampoo:&lt;strong&gt;Swallow Lemon. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;42. Toothpaste:&lt;strong&gt;colgate :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;43. Type of Ice Cream: &lt;strong&gt;strawberry, kahit anong may strawberry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;44. Zoo Exhibit: &lt;strong&gt;Pag nagpapatawa si Nico (yung kapatid ni erix)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;45. Which store/s would you choose to max your credit card? &lt;strong&gt;POWERBOOKS!!!!, National Bookstore, pageone, tower records, body shop, beauty bar, nike stadium, marks and spencer, any computer shop! (lubos-lubosin na diba?) pero kung ako magbabayad, wag na lang, kasi wala akong pambayad... pero kung hindi ako.... ha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;46. Best thing?&lt;strong&gt;being alive :) falling in love and taking risks :) iiiiyyyeeessss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;47. Bedtime: &lt;strong&gt;For this month, 630 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;48. Last person you went out to dinner with? &lt;strong&gt;Erix and Bobs, kanina lang (ay, kagabi na pala yun. potah.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;49. Last Movie you saw? &lt;strong&gt;Surviving Christmas with Charles Lu and Erix. Wag niyo panoorin. Promise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***BOW***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll coach na! Yey!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110080510208047749?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110080510208047749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110080510208047749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110080510208047749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110080510208047749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-jodie-foster-meg-ryan.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110080226479164572</id><published>2004-11-19T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T02:24:24.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't, I can't look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I've never felt this way before, and I don't care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can't hangout anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn't allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I'll accept that. But I know...I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. All I ask, please, is that you just, you just not dismiss that - and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn't another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there, between you and me. You can't deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I'd never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of." --CHASING AMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110080226479164572?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110080226479164572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110080226479164572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110080226479164572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110080226479164572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110079389398662265</id><published>2004-11-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:07:50.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.&lt;br /&gt;If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.&lt;br /&gt;He sends you flowers every spring.&lt;br /&gt;He sends you a sunrise every morning.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want to talk, He listens.&lt;br /&gt;He can live anywhere in the universe, but He chose ...&lt;br /&gt;your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face it, friend-He is crazy about you.&lt;br /&gt;God didn't promise days without pain,&lt;br /&gt;laughter without sorrow, sun without rain,&lt;br /&gt;but He did promise strength for the day,&lt;br /&gt;comfort for the tears, and light for the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basta Ikaw, Jess. You rock.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110079389398662265?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110079389398662265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110079389398662265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110079389398662265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110079389398662265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/if-god-had-refrigerator-your-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110079540536081814</id><published>2004-11-18T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:44:10.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Many people are afraid of growing old. I'm afraid of growing old and boring. Many people are afraid of growing old, alone. I'm afraid of growing old insane. Many people are afraid of losing their looks. I'm afraid of losing my dreams. Many people are afraid of losing their youth. I'm afraid of losing my soul. When you're 15, 35 seems ancient. When you're 35, 15 seems juvenile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A turnaround in a split second -- two decades zoom past and before you know it, it's only a mile to the next millennium. Don't fear age -- it's a rite of personhood. Don't fear death -- it's God's greatest jest. Don't grow old -- you don't have to. Don't date because you're desperate. Don't marry because you're miserable. Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't separate because you think it's fashionable. Don't drink because you have troubles. Don't gamble because you think winning is inevitable. Don't philander because you think you're iresistible. Most likely, you're not. Don't associate with people you can't trust. Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend. Don't try to buy your way into the kingdom of God. Don't dictate because you're smarter. Don't demand because you're stronger. Don't sleep around because you think you're old enough and know better. Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder. Don't sell your self, your family or your ideals. Don't stagnate. Don't regress. Learn a new skill. Find a new friend. Start a new career. Don't live in the past. Time can't bring anything or anyone back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right. Don't throw you life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because your biological clock is ticking and you can't afford to have your eggs harvested before the new millennium. There's always a mad rush to something, somewhere but victory does not always belong to those who finish first. Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions. To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless. To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy. To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy. Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons. To keep yourself warm, buy a jacket. In the long run, it will be less complicated and costly. &lt;strong&gt;To make yourself happy, pursue your passions and be the best you can be.&lt;/strong&gt; Simplify your life. Take away the clutter. Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits and dangerous liaisons. Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty. &lt;strong&gt;Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.&lt;/strong&gt; Be true to yourself. Don't commit when you're not ready. Don't keep others waiting needlessly. &lt;strong&gt;Fall in love -- it's the greatest thing on earth.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;But take care. And remember, after the fall must come the rise.&lt;/strong&gt; Go on that trip. Don't postpone it. Say those words. Don't let the moment pass. Do what you must even at society's scorn. Write poetry. &lt;strong&gt;Love deeply.&lt;/strong&gt; Walk barefoot. Hold hands. &lt;strong&gt;Dance with wild abandon.&lt;/strong&gt; Cry at the movies. Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you. You light up your life. You drive yourself to your destination. &lt;strong&gt;No one completes you... except you.&lt;/strong&gt; It is true that life doesn't get easier with age. It only gets more challenging. Don't be afraid. &lt;strong&gt;Don't lose your capacity to love. Pursue your passions. Live your dreams. Don't lose faith in God.&lt;/strong&gt; Don't grow old.....Just grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110079540536081814?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110079540536081814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110079540536081814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110079540536081814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110079540536081814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/many-people-are-afraid-of-growing-old.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110070130195693430</id><published>2004-11-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T22:23:30.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palolem Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaushal/1515350/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1515350_c766350017_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaushal/1515350/"&gt;Palolem Beach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kaushal/"&gt;Kaushal Karkhanis&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Potah. This picture is so beautiful. I need a place like this. I need to escape. I need to get away.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110070130195693430?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110070130195693430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110070130195693430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110070130195693430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110070130195693430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/palolem-beach.html' title='Palolem Beach'/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110063111054433776</id><published>2004-11-17T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T02:51:50.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANNY DE VITO AND MARTIN SCORSESE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday morning, after work, I picked Erix up at her office, and we had breakfast at Country Waffles. That, besides sleep, is besically what I did the whole day yesterday. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel invisible. I don't know why. I guess it's because I feel like I've been so disconnected from my friends lately. Geddemit, I miss my friends so much. I miss going to bed every night, knowing that I'm going to see them again the next day. Last week, I actually cried when I realized how much I missed my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Erix. I miss our tea sessions at Takas. I miss our yosi sessions in my bathroom. I miss our sleepovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Bobs. I miss staying up all night, juat laughing at ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Anj. I miss our shopping sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Tammy. I miss our all-nighters on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Mike. I miss the way he would pick on me. I miss the times when he would tell me his secrets, and I'd tell him mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Jem. I miss the way he'd insult me, at the same time make me laugh. I miss his hugs, and the way he calls me ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Waps. I miss our late-night-no-nonsense conversations on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Lisa. I miss her hugs. I miss her laughter. I miss her words of wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Trey. I miss our coffee sessions at Starbucks or whatever coffee shop. I miss us breaking into dance with every possible song that we hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Ria. I miss staying at Starbucks with her for the entire day, not caring if we have nothing to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss Lauren. I miss staying at her house and taking a bubble bath or just lounging in the den.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss everyone who was ever part of my life, and who is now somewhat disconnected from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss the people I used to see everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss the people I spend sembreaks, weekends, and sumers with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss the people who would make me smile, make my cry, and make me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On a different note, most of my friends know that I'm the type of person who would be happy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(a) on my bed, with a bag of popcorn or chips, and a book or a good dvd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(b) at starbucks with a couple of friends, talking about anything uder the sun; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(c) at a friends house, whipping up some coffee rhum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm not the type of person who frequents bars and goes out drinking more than once a week. Maybe I was (for a while after I graduated), but then again, not really. Maybe it was just a phase. The thing here is that one of the only ways I would be able to see my friends (and be able to relate to their stories) would be to join them at Racks or Sidebar or what-have-you. The thing is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. My schedule does not permit me to. (6am shift- can't stay up late. 10am shift-same thing, still gotta wake up early because of traffic. graveyard shift-self explanatory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. It's just not my kind of thing (I mean, once in a while I'd enjoy it, I really would, but not more than once or twice a month, I guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. I don't really know the people they're with, and I feel like it woule be too late for me to "catch up," for me to be able to "fit in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't know. I just feel like they're not the people I used to know. Not that they changed drastically, or in a bad way, it's just that they changed. I know that people do change, and I understand that. It's just that I feel so left behind. And that makes me so sad. I feel as if I'm the only person in my group of friends who has no social life whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel like such a loser. I feel so invisible. And to cap it all off, still no lovelife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110063111054433776?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110063111054433776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110063111054433776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110063111054433776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110063111054433776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-danny-de-vito-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110053735850686581</id><published>2004-11-16T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T00:52:43.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELPIDIO QUIRINO!&lt;br /&gt;(happy birthday Willard Cheng! I miss you!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooo sleepy. This is my first night on the 9pm-530am shift, and I've got four more hours before I can leave the office. I know I should have slept the entire day, but I spent it watching The Incredibles for the second time. Hahaha! I watched the movie with Joshua, Dandan, Pat (Lansang), Mara, Goyok. Mr. Incredible Rocks! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an hour and a half to kill before the movie started, so we went to Timezone. Hahaha! Shet, ang sayasaya!!! Hahahaha! I miss going to Powerstation with Chil and Timezone with LA. Haaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind's fucked up right now because I need sleep in my system. I guess that's the reason I have nothing of substance to write. I'll write something better tomorrow, when I've had enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The wasted of all days is the one without laughter." (E. E. Cummings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better." (Shakespeare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're only given a little spark of madness. You musn't lose it." (Robin Williams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be who you are nad say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." (Dr. Seuss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaannnnnd.... drumroll please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"America is a mistake, a giant mistake." (Sigmund Freud)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110053735850686581?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110053735850686581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110053735850686581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110053735850686581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110053735850686581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-elpidio-quirino-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110052598020299470</id><published>2004-11-15T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T21:39:40.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hello folks!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Days with the Lord is now accepting participants for its Christmas Batch (A27), which will be on the 17th – 19th of December, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Interested parties can contact Dada (0916-5201058, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f408.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?To=whitelighter@mydestiny.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;whitelighter@mydestiny.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;), or Mara (0917-8970585, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f408.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?To=mar3_16@yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;mar3_16@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thanks. God bless!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110052598020299470?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110052598020299470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110052598020299470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110052598020299470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110052598020299470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello-folks-days-with-lord-is-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-110006619781160212</id><published>2004-11-10T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T14:04:43.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME:&lt;/span&gt; Loved ones dying. Dying alone. Heights (hindi yung literary publicati ng Ateneo ha... hehehehe =D).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO MAKE ME LAUGH:&lt;/span&gt; Bobs. Mike. LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I LOVE:&lt;/span&gt; Family. Friends. Kuya Jess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND:&lt;/span&gt; Math. Love. The American consumer (bwahahahaha!!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS IN MY BAG:&lt;/span&gt; Wallet. Car keys. Phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I'M DOING RIGHT NOW:&lt;/span&gt; Answering this thing. Listening to old songs from Ninfa's PC. Waiting for my mom to text me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:&lt;/span&gt; Become a teacher. Go to Egypt/India/China/Spain/Disneyworld. Gat married and have kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I CAN DO:&lt;/span&gt; Act. Make people laugh. Cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I CAN'T DO:&lt;/span&gt; Keep a straight face. Let go easily. Beleive in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO:&lt;/span&gt; One of Father Dacanay's lectures. Charles Lu playing the piano while Waps is singing (pakshet). Silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO EVER:&lt;/span&gt; Bobs singing. Buloid singing. Joshua singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST:&lt;/span&gt; Chorva. Ganun/ganyan. Tange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FOODS:&lt;/span&gt; Durian. Strawberries. Potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'D LIKE TO LEARN:&lt;/span&gt; Advanced digital editing. HTML. Play the guitar as well as Third or Sex or Mike or Jem... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE BEVERAGES YOU DRINK REGULARLY:&lt;/span&gt; Water. Water. Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THREE SHOWS YOU WATCHED WHEN YOU WERE A KID:&lt;/span&gt; Care Bears. Bioman. Takeshi's Castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-110006619781160212?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/110006619781160212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=110006619781160212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110006619781160212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/110006619781160212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/three-things-that-scare-me-loved-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109972417440573941</id><published>2004-11-06T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T15:00:11.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Para kay Buloid:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAGANTI RIN AKO SAYO. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Uy, double meaning??) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;three points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bwahahahahaahahaha!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Buloid= 3 points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kaia = 3 points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Patas lang tayo chong. Lalamangan kita. Maghanda ka. Bwahahahahaahahaha!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nga pala... YIHEE. Hahahaha!!! (Step up!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109972417440573941?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109972417440573941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109972417440573941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109972417440573941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109972417440573941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/para-kay-buloid-gaganti-rin-ako-sayo.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109963666386203619</id><published>2004-11-05T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T14:37:43.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Im gonna watch The Incredibles tonight! Yehey!!! Yun lang. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Uuwi na ako!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109963666386203619?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109963666386203619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109963666386203619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109963666386203619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109963666386203619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/yeah-im-gonna-watch-incredibles.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109962789931702690</id><published>2004-11-05T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T12:16:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;IM ON A HIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yep, that's right. I'm on a high. Last weekend, I staffed for the 26th batch of A-days. Grabe lang talaga. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang meron sa batch na ito, na parang... iba. Iba talaga. I've never been this high in a long time... Haaaaaaay. :) So happy, so happy. :) Can't wait to staff next weekend for the 9th batch of D-BTL... Mga anak ko na ang magiging rectors! I'm sooo proud of them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A22: Happy one year anniversary! Congrats! (Twinkle, ikaw lang ang bumalik, kaya favorite na kita! Hahahaha!!!)&lt;br /&gt;BTL6: Staff kayo sa batch ng mga kapatid niyo ha??? Kita-kits on Friday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from A26...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/black.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staffers with Goyok at the security station on Saturday afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/afterpnight.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of the staff on Saturday Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/aftersatdinner.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tammy, Cholo, Me, Cris, Joshua and Mara on Saturday Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/kaekielanjtam.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Kiel, Anj, and Tammy on Sunday night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures before the staff disco:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/staffdisco1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/staffdisco2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/staffdisco.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sooooo.... Yun. High nga ako. Heehee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OLSEN'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sa Days, tradisyon na ang ipagdiwang si lamang ang araw ng mga patay, pero pati na rin ang kaarawan ni Olsen Rasela. Hahaha! Olsen's Day, on its third year, proved to be quite successful. Hahaha! Seriously.... WALANG KWENTA... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Those who were there can attest to that... WALANG NANGYARI. Hahahahahahahahahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Seriously, I had tons of fun... I won't go into the details but I really enjoyed Olsen's this year. Not to say that I didn't enjoy it last year... But this year was fun as well. :) Hehehe. Mas wholesome nga lang last year. Hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So yun. We ended up staying a Third's place until about 430 am, I dressed up at Tammy's house and went straight to work. Pakshet! Challenge umakyat via express elevator pag may tama ka... Nakakasuka! Hahahaha! Pero nag-enjoy naman ako so it was worth it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ito lang yata yung picture nung Olsen's na nandun ako eh. :) hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/round1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Bones in the background... Oh, and Kevin's shirt. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I kinda wanna write more, but I kinda have to work. Hahahaha! I'll see if I can squeeze in more time for blog-updating.... Waaaaaaah.&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/7877204-109962789931702690?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109962789931702690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109962789931702690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109962789931702690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109962789931702690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-on-high.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109961240833294772</id><published>2004-11-05T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T07:53:28.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PAMPAGISING MUNA ULIT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Something's lost, but something's gained in living everyday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Joni Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it... It's really worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Erica Jong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Life's changes are not supposed to paralyze you, they're supposed to help you discover who you are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Bernice Johnson Reagon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to love, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say commonplace things but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the centerlight pop and everybody goes "awwww!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Jack Kerouac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Love sought is good, but given unsought, better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"The wasted of all days is the one without laughter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- E.  E. Cummings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"You can't really be strong until you see a funny side to things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Ken Kesey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109961240833294772?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109961240833294772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109961240833294772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109961240833294772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109961240833294772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/pampagising-muna-ulit.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109954942986632335</id><published>2004-11-04T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T14:26:26.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CARLOS P. GARCIA AND RALPH MACCHIO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Oh, And Sara Garcia. Miss na kita!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Potah. Di rin ako nakasulat. There's so much to do today. One of my officemates is on leave for the entire week, so her workload was divided between Ninfa and I. Bad shrimps. I'm not really complaining, but then again, I wasn't able to post what I really intended to post. Hehehe! Anlabo. Basta, bukas talaga, meron na... Promise. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2 more minutes before going home time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Potah. Inaantok ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109954942986632335?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109954942986632335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109954942986632335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109954942986632335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109954942986632335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-carlos-p.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109953312420090133</id><published>2004-11-04T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T09:53:21.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ito muna to wake me up before my real posts. Hahaha. Thank you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.matrioshka.blogspot.com"&gt;jeline&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(I ripped this off from her blog. Haha! Aymishu windchimes!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10 FRIENDS/BUDDIES YOU CONSIDER CLOSE TO YOU (in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] Erika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] Bobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] Tammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[4] Anj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[5] Chil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[6] Kathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[7] Ria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[8] LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[9] Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[10] Kyla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9 THINGS THAT U REALLY WANT RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] my bed... I'm in the office right now and im reeeeeeally sleepy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] Enough money to renovate my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] betteries for my digicam... i can't seem to find mine (labo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[4] a new laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[5] A copy of the Eraserheads Anthology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[6] My own driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[7] a thick comforter, comfy pajamas, thick socks... it's freezing in here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[8] a boquet of flowers =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[9] a mug of thick Italian hot chocolate from Max Brenner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8 IMPORTANT THINGS IN YOUR BAG EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] car keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] house keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[4] detangler/brush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[5] black Pilot V7 techpen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[6] My favorite Bath and Body Works Body Splash in Cool Tangerine (smells like the beach!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[7] Winston lights and lighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[8] Listerine Pocket Packs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7 THINGS IN YOUR ROOM OTHER THAN THE BASICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] Days Tags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] Glow-In-the-Dark Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] Hanging lamp from Boracay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[4] A corkboard and a whiteboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[5] A suitcase filled with bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[6] notebooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[7] A huge Nine West box filled with pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6 THINGS YOU DISLIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] people who keep putting our country down (right, Tammy?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] motorcycle drivers who just come out of nowhere (right, anj?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[4] OKRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[5] people who think they know everything (you don't! you never will!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[6] superficial people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5 OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] POTATOES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] Chicken (cooked any way!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] Tomato-Basil Spaghettini ng CPK (with goat cheese)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[4] Agedashi tofu and Salmon sashimi (solb-solb na yan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[5] Crispy Chicken Salad ng Pho Hoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4 THINGS YOU ATE/DRANK TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] roast beef sandwich from Oliver's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] Mineral Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[4] ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3 CURRENT/RECENT CRUSHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] My High School crush... well, crush ko siya ulit (Anj!!! Career na ito!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] Charles Lu! I Crush you!!! Bwahahahaha! Tangina ka magpiano!!! Leche!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[3] Ah... Eh... Kasi.... Ah... Oo, Siya nga yun, tama. siya nga, tama. (Those who know me well enough know who #3 is!) Bwahahahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2 THINGS YOU READ EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] Email ng mga agents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[2] Email ko :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1 PERSON YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT (must be living)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[1] my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gising na ako... Haha! I'll be posting another entry in a while... Pero have to work muna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109953312420090133?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109953312420090133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109953312420090133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109953312420090133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109953312420090133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/ito-muna-to-wake-me-up-before-my-real.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109937479087486483</id><published>2004-11-02T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T13:53:31.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="fox." src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/noillusions/1042510312_ResultsFox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/noillusions/quizzes/Saint%20Exupery"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109937479087486483?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109937479087486483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109937479087486483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109937479087486483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109937479087486483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-are-fox.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109901376910989246</id><published>2004-10-29T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T09:36:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Batch na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Batch na! Batch na, batch na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;BATCH NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109901376910989246?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109901376910989246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109901376910989246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109901376910989246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109901376910989246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/10/batch-na.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109884139646306518</id><published>2004-10-27T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T09:44:56.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I ripped this off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.industrialfirefly.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Carl's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;. Hahaha! Thanks Carl, for giving me something to do while waiting for work to be done. Hahaha! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (NAME OF FIRST PET + STREET YOU LIVE ON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Albany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (NAME OF YOUR FAVORITE SNACK FOOD + GRANDFATHERS FIRST NAME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheetos Forting &lt;/strong&gt;(Oh God, and sagwa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (FIRST WORD YOU SEE ON YOUR LEFT + FAVORITE RESTAURANT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crayola Italianni's &lt;/strong&gt;(Not bad...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: (FAVORITE SPICE + FOREIGN VACATION SPOT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rosemary Boracay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SOCIALITE ALIAS: (SILLIEST CHILDHOOD NICKNAME + TOWN WHERE YOU FIRST PARTIED)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kaiabang Makati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"FLY GIRL" ALIAS (a la J. Lo): (FIRST INITIAL + FIRST TWO OR THREE LETTERS OF YOUR LAST NAME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;K. Ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DETECTIVE ALIAS: (FAVORITE BABY ANIMAL + WHERE YOU WENT TO HIGH SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Puppy Poveda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BARFLY ALIAS: (LAST SNACK FOOD YOU ATE + YOUR FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheetos Tequila Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SOAP OPERA ALIAS: (MIDDLE NAME + STREET WHERE YOU FIRST LIVED)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imperial Ortigas &lt;/strong&gt;(Damn. Walang tatangkilaik sa show ko kung ganito ang magiging pangalan ko. Shet, meng.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ROCK STAR ALIAS: (FAVORITE CANDY + LAST NAME OF FAVORITE MUSICIAN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitkat Valenciano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So there. I shall go back to work. Sana makapagsulat ulit ako soon. Hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109884139646306518?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109884139646306518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109884139646306518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109884139646306518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109884139646306518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-ripped-this-off-carls-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109825097878733027</id><published>2004-10-20T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T13:42:58.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just wanted to share these with you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"There is nothing better than adversity. Every defeat, every heartbreak, every loss, contains it's own seed, it's own lesson on how to improve your performance the next time." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-- Og Mandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Just when you think that a person is just a backdrop for the rest of the universe, watch them and see that they laught, they cry, they make jokes... they're just friends waiting to be made." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-- Dr. Jeffrey Borenstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-- Muriel Strode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;==+==+==+==+==+==+==+==+==+==+==+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am sooooo sleepy!!! Hahaha! Two more agents to coach, and 47 niutes before I can go home!!! Hahaha! Yeheeeeeeeey!!!&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/7877204-109825097878733027?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109825097878733027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109825097878733027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109825097878733027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109825097878733027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-just-wanted-to-share-these-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109785431867688832</id><published>2004-10-15T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T23:58:50.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/katherineaguas/allan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'LL MISS YOU, ALLAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was playing Bingo this afternoon when Jones called me on my cellphone. When I answered the call, I wasn't expecting to hear what he told me. "Allan's dead." As simple as that. I was holing the phone with my left hand, and the dabber with my right hand. My right hand was shaking as I kept on asking him, "are you serious? are you serious?" Apparently, he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For those who don't know him, Allan was one of the 9 Communication Coaches of Convergys. I've shared so many moments with him in the 3+ months that I've known him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Allan went to my brother's 17th birthday party even if he didn't know anyone (but he ended up having fun, and he had tons of pics with my friends)... Allan drove all the way from Pampanga to Punta Fuego ALONE just to be with us... Allan is the only person I know who's LSS was "Limang Dipang Tao..." and he memorized it, ha. He was one of the people who taught me how to parallel park. Allan would never let me take the stairs unless the escalators were not functioning anymore (kasi tamad akong mag-hagdan). When we would go to Bizu and he'd bring me back to the office, he would always go with me to the 31st floor, even if he could just drop me off. He'd bring me back to the office from greenbelt even if I could just use the footbridge to get there. He'd hold my yosi, wallet, and phone in the elevator while I took my jacket off and wrapped it around my waist. He was the first one I YM-ed with when I experienced the earthquake alone (on the 31st floor, mind you). He spoiled me like anything, and he made sure that I was always ok. He was one of my three monkeys. I was his baby Kaia, and he was my giant teddy bear. Allan was the kuya I always wanted... and he's gone. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Allan, I know you're reading this (because you're the only comm coach who checks my blog regularly...). I want you to know that I'm thankful that I got the chance to know you, even for a while. I'll see you up there someday. Please say hi to Era, Noelle and my Lola Loleng. I miss you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109785431867688832?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109785431867688832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109785431867688832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109785431867688832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109785431867688832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/10/ill-miss-you-allan.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109784501337201983</id><published>2004-10-15T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T20:56:53.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTHQUAKE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yes, I did feel the earthquake that happened exactly one week ago. Pakshet. Eto na lang ang masasabi ko:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was on the 31st friggin' floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Shyeths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109784501337201983?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109784501337201983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109784501337201983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109784501337201983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109784501337201983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/10/earthquake.html' title='EARTHQUAKE.'/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109508370003548163</id><published>2004-09-13T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T21:55:00.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="304" bgcolor="#51336D" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="MIDDLE" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;table width="300" border="0" bgcolor="#333333" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quizme.gif" alt="Quiz Me" width="300" height="35" hspace="0" vspace="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#6FA6B2;"&gt;kae was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#77CAD0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a Masterful Model&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a past life.&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quiz.php" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; color:#C0ABEF;"&gt;Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109508370003548163?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109508370003548163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109508370003548163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109508370003548163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109508370003548163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/kae-wasa-masterful-modelin-past-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109508614191345091</id><published>2004-09-13T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T22:57:35.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Watched the game last Saturday with Kathy, Bobs, Erix, Dandan and Joshua (Special thanks to Glenn for bringing us there). I SWEAR. Hindi talaga dapat sinasama si Erix sa gaaaaaaame! Hahahaha!!! Hayop na laro ng FEU yan. Ang galing. But oh well. I'm disappointed because of Ateneo's loss to FEU. But that doesn't mean that I've given up all hope of going the the championships! Kaya pa yan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Also watched the Cheering Competition yesterday at Araneta. Punyetang UST yan. Ang galing. But I do believe that Ateneo and La Salle deserved a place in the top three. Ang galing kaya nila. Especially Ateneo, although they did well in the previous years, kakaiba ang improvement nila. Ang galing talaga. I must admit, though, that UST DID deserve to win first place. Pero nagalingan talaga ako sa ADMU and DLSU eh! Hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What was fun, though, was that after the competition, the La Salle pepsquad and the Ateneo Blue Babble Battalion joined forces and cheered together. Nakakatuwa tignan. Though Ateneo and La Salle are considered to be the biggest rivals in the UAAP, nakakatuwang isipin na sila pa talaga ang nagkasundo. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Haaaay. Inaantok ako. Nandito na ako sa office ngayon, at ang lamig lamig! Hm. This afternoon I played BINGO (yep, nanaman... LIN! HINDI PA AKO LOLA NO! Che! Hahaha!)... Pero hindi ako nanalo this time. :( Oh well. Pero bawi naman kasi I got to spend time with Kyla and Toto today, kahit na sandali lang. Sobra ko siyang na-miss! I don't even know how long it's been since I last saw her. So yun! I had so much fun, kahit na hindi ako nanalo! Bad trip lang kasi namuro ako ng 6 times! argh!!! BAD TRIP talaga yun! Oh well. Another thing na pambawi, I found 500 Pesos sa bulsa ng jeans ko! hahaha! I don't know hoe it got there and how long it's been there... Pero ok na yun! Hahahah! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ho-hum. I'm watching the game tomorrow!!! YEY!!! Upper B nga lang, kaya pupunta kaming Araneta ng maaga, para makakuha ng upuan (basta upuan. feeling ko kung late kami dumating nakatayo lang kami)... Sana manalo. Mananalo yan! Sisigaw nanaman ako, pakshet! Hahaha! ANG SAYA SAYA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;RANGE... LA SALLE! TARGET... LA SALLE! READY, AIM, FIRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Go Ateneo! One big fight! (In other words: Karnehin niyo sila! Hahaha!!!) ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Listening to: NU107 (Halikinu Radio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Quote of the Day: "Gooooood Bingooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MY HIGHS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. Spent time with Kyla and Toto today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. Got tickets for tomorrow's game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. Found 500 Pesos in my pocket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MY LOWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. Didn't win at BINGO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. Have no one with me in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. I'm freezing to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109508614191345091?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109508614191345091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109508614191345091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109508614191345091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109508614191345091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/watched-game-last-saturday-with-kathy.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109466799278766340</id><published>2004-09-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T02:38:21.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Spent the whole day today with Anj. :) She went to my house a little after lunch, and we played Bingo! Hahaha! Ang dami na namin sa isang table! My mom, me, Anj, Chil, and Tita Annette. Hahahaha! Panalo! AND! I won again! Hahaha! Ewan ko na lang ha. :) After playing Bingo, Anj and I went to Greenbelt to have dinner at Italianni's and dessert at Bizu (aaaah...). It was really fun hanging out with Anj today, because before yesterday, the last time I saw her was June! Grabe no?? Anyway, we really had a lot of fun just catching up with one another... Oh! And if you have nothing to do, you can drop by our blog! Hahaha! Serious. We decided to make a blog. Hahaha! Nakaktawa nga kasi para lang kaming nagchachat. Hahaha! Do drop by k? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="www.magandakami.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anj and Kaia's Blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun lang. Hanggang dito na lang muna... Kelangan na mag hanapbuhay. Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LISTENING TO: Barely Breathing (Duncan Sheik)&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE OF THE DAY: "Shout Bingo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the top of your lungs!!!" --Bingo Announcer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109466799278766340?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109466799278766340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109466799278766340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109466799278766340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109466799278766340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/spent-whole-day-today-with-anj.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109456944253823358</id><published>2004-09-08T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T02:43:03.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This one's from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="www.livejornal.com/~24fps"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cla's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On your current playlist, hit shuffle and pick the first ten songs on the list (no matter how cheesy or embarrassing), and write down your favorite line of the song. Try to avoid putting the song title in the line. Then, have your friends comment and see if they know the songs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Everything happens for a reason... It's no reason not to ask my self, 'Am I living it right?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real.. There's just too much that time will not erase..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Tell me all your thoughts on God, coz I'd really like to meet her..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "And eveytime you'd speak her name, does she know how you told me you'd hold me until you die, 'till you die... But you're still alive!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Give me your heart, make it real.. Or else forget about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Don't know who I'm kiddin', imagining you're there. And I could stand here waiting, a fool for another day..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Kailangan mong malaman na ikaw lamang ang tangi kong minamahal..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Got candy in my heels tonight, baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "And I'll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Darating sa buhay mo, pag-ibig na laan sa'yo; at mamahalin ka niya nang higit sa maibibigay ko.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang. :) Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109456944253823358?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109456944253823358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109456944253823358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109456944253823358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109456944253823358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-ones-from-clas-blog-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109450300472640481</id><published>2004-09-07T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T04:12:32.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;(rainbow-colored greeting especially for you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Although I didn't get much sleep today, I was hyper the entire day! I woke up at about 1:00pm (trust me, kulang talaga yun, because I went to sleep at about 9:00am), took a bath, and was out of the house by 2:00 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As mentioned above, it was Bobs' birthday today. Though she didn't plan anything special for today, we wanted to be with her on her 22nd year (TANDA! MATANDA KA NA BOBS! PAKSHET!). So we planned to meet up at Shangri-La to watch a movie and have early dinner afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anj and I were the first to arrive at Shangri-La, and when we saw each other, we literally ran to each other, screaming! We hadn't seen each other for more than three months, so you could imagine how loud we were screaming and how long we were jumping up and down. Hahaha! We met up with Bobs after a while (we even bumped into Mikey, Lee and Tammy's Lola on the way), and went up to watch The Notebook (pakshet that movie).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yup, PAKSHET THAT MOVIE. I was crying most of the time. In all honesty, I liked it better than the book, and The Notebook is one of my favorite books. So you can just imagine how much I liked the movie! Hehehe! Ganda talaga, sobra. Anj and I finished an entire pack of Kleenex (Bobs, as usual, was sitting there, watching the movie, and laughing at us from time to time)... Hay. The movie is definitely a must-see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After the movie, we met up with Erix and Lauren. They came from job interviews (Erix had an interview at Convergys; Lauren had an interview at Globe). We had an early dinner at International Sushi Bar (Salmon Sashimi, I love you!). Again, we were laughing our heads off at whatever silly thing anyone said. Sobrang tawa-lang kami ng tawa, but at the same time, we were catching up on each other's lives. Hay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tama si Erix. Sabi niya, "Shet! Ganito na lang tayo no? Hindi na tayo nagkikita araw-araw..." I know, it's sad... But what's special about that is that though we rarely get to see each other, we know that we will always be there for each other (Senti na ito, grabe!). And another thing, mas nagiging special everytime nagkikita kami, kaya sulit na sulit ang lahat ng oras... Dahil alam namin na hindi kami magkikita kinabukasan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm so happy I've found friends like them. Not only the people I was with kanina, but my entire High School barkada. Imagine, we've been together for half of our lives, and although we don't see each other everyday anymore, we still manage to keep in touch and share the same bond we did 11 years ago. As Pilar would say, "I LOVE MY FRIENDS!" Hahaha! But no matter how much we mock Pilar because of that statement, we know, deep down inside, that we really DO love each other. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I know I do. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109450300472640481?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109450300472640481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109450300472640481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109450300472640481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109450300472640481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-birthday-bobs-aylabsha-rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109450267323263988</id><published>2004-09-07T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T04:31:13.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ANOTHER LONG POST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(well, not as long as the one about bangkok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hay. As I've said in my previous post, work ended a little before 9... I got home at about 9:30, and had breakfast with my family. Since my mom had just arrived from the Presidential flight to China, we stayed in the dining room for a couple of hours, listening to her stories and looking at the things she bought. I finally went to bed at 11am... Woke up at about 3:30, and went straight to Virra Mall for another game of BINGO... Hahaha, Yup, that's right. Naglalaro ako ng BINGO. Nakaka-adik kaya! Hahaha! In the number of days that I've played, I've probably won about 13,000 Pesos. Hahaha! I've also won about 1,000 Pesos worth of free games! Hahaha! Yey for Bingo! :) Bwahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After playing Bingo, I headed home to take a bath and dress up for a gimmick. I went to Eastwood with Lisa, Trey, Lauren, Ria, Miam, Jem, Joey, Toby and PJ! It was too bad the others weren't able to come. Simpleng gimmick lang, but I had so much fun, mainly because I saw my friends, who I haven't seen in such a looooooooooooooooooong time! We had a few drinks at Ipanema (I swear, feeling ko ang tanda ko na nung nandun kami... PUro bata yung nandun... Plus, may isang group ng girls &lt;as&gt; na dumating sa Ipanema, kasma nung mom nung isang girl!!! Waaaaaaaahhh!!! Sabi na ni Jem, dapat ilabas na yung spaghetti! Bwahahahaha!!!) Anyway, so we had a couple of drinks, until Jem, Joey, Ria and Lauren left. The rest of us went to coffee bean and tea leaf to have coffee (malamang!!!) and continue our conversation there (mas ok, kasi mas tahimik!)... Though the gimmick ended early, I honestly had tons of fun... :) Hoping we could go out again, real soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lisa was going to bring Miam home, and she was gonna drop Trey off somewhere, so we all left together... Problem is, nakaalis sila, ako hindi. KASI AYAW MAGSTART NG KOTSE KO. Pakshet. Anyway, to make the long story short, my dad came to help me out. Nakauwi na ako ng mga 230 ng umaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Because my mom was worried, she didn't go to sleep yet. So when I got home, she went down to the kitchen, and we helped outrselves to our common comfort food - DURIAN. Pakshet, ang sarap! Hahaha! So anyway, after saying goodnight to mom and dad, I went up, took a shower, put on my pajamas, and tinkered with my laptop... I was rearranging the files, and I had lost trakc of time. I didn't realize it was 5:00 am already! I turned off the laptop and went under the covers. Since I couldn't sleep, I continued reading "The Lost Boy" by Dave Pelzer (I had laready read through a fourth of the book) to help me fall asleep. No help at all. I finished reading the book by 8:00 am of Sunday morning! Hahaha! So I forced myself to sleep because I knew that Dandan would be coming in a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The maid woke me up and told me that Dandan was in the house already! I took a really quick shower, dressed up, and left the house in record time. Hahaha! We arrived at Ultra at about 1:15pm, enough time for us to grab a bite. I hadn't eaten lunch yet so I was reeeeeeeally hungry. After buying tickets for ourselves and Bobs (of course, sa General Admission), we went up to the hotdog stand and bought ourselves lunch (well, snack kay dandan kasi naglunch na siya). I had a spicy cheesedog and a tender juicy hotdog, both on sticks. SARAP! Anyway, we met up with Bobs after eating and settled on a spot to sit (well, stand on actually) for the game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WE WON! Yey! Hahaha! But during the fourth quarter I felt like I was gonna have a heart attack any minute. I didn't know whether NU would actually take the win from us. they were thisclose to winning that game! Sheeeeeet! And, as I've written in my previous post, I screamed the living hell out of me, but I didn't lose my voice. Yey for voice projection! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We all went to the house and rested for a while, then we went to Greenhills to catch the final session of Bingo. hahaha! We didn't win, though. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;May bago na akong kinagigiliwang laro! Hahaha! Well, hindi naman siya bago, but it's just recently that I bought the game for myself... Anyone know Catch Phrase? I swear, sobra siyang nakaka-addict! Bobs, Dandan, Joshua and I were playing Catchphrase the entire night! Kakaiba! Even Mom, Dan and John joined us and we were just laughing and laughing our heads off. It's a fun game... Hahaha!!! Yey for Catchphrase! Anyway, Dandan and Bobs went home at about 1:00am Because we kept on saying, "last game, last game!" Hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bobs, Dandan, Joshua: ROUND TWO? Hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Woke up at 12 noon and headed on to Virra Mall to play... BINGO! hahahah! I won 1,260 pesos today! Hahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anyway, When I got home, I started reading a new book (for those of you who don't know, I went on a book shopping spree at Powerbooks last week, and I bought 8 Books! I'm on my third book now. hahaha!). "A Man Called Dave" is the last book in Dave Pelzer's trilogy. Basahin ninyo, sobrang ganda. When I was reading the first book ("A Child Called 'It,'" siguro mga 3/4 ng libro umiiyak ako. As in iyak ha, hindi lang luha, as in may times na humahagulgol na ako! You guys have to read it, sobrang moving story. Hay.... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And now here I am, at work, super sleepy at 4:30 in the morning... Not too many calls yet, So I can't evaluate a lot... Oh well. At least I was able to update my blog tonight. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2 more hours 'till my shift ends, then I sleep at home, then... I'M GONNA WATCH THE NOTEBOOK!!! Yey! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109450267323263988?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109450267323263988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109450267323263988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109450267323263988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109450267323263988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/another-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109425123842728322</id><published>2004-09-04T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:48:35.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY, THURSDAY, AND FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;(and why I don't like sitting in the ringside and lower box sections)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;WEDNESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Though it was raining really hard, I went to Ateneo to visit some friends. Bobs and I arrived there at lunchtime, so we ate lunch before walking around school. The cafup now has so many food choices as compared to what we had when I was a senior! Arrrrgh! We met up with Kai and her boy, Eric. We exchanged a few stories, but since Kai had to be somewhere, she left after about 15 minutes. After lunch, Bobs and I walked around school. We stopped by one of the benches , sat down, and made &lt;em&gt;kwentuhan&lt;/em&gt;. We saw Paul and asked him to join us. After a while, we discovered that he knows someone who we used to have a crush on. Hahaha! (Basta, the story ends there! =D) Patch also passed by and stayed for a couple of minutes. Bobs had to leave a little before 3:30 to go to class, so we went aour separate ways. I told Bobs that I would text her where Kiel and I would be, so she could follow after her class. I was going to meet uo with Kiel for a late lunch, but I ran into Miki on the way. I was so happy to see him that I ran to him and hugged him. We did a quick catching up until Kiel showed up. We proceeded to Sweet Inspirations... Side kwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiel and I walking on Edsa walk, deciding on where we wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Kiel: &lt;em&gt;Saan tayo kakain?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: &lt;em&gt;Ikaw, ano bang gusto mong kainin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiel: &lt;em&gt;Gusto ko kanin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia:&lt;em&gt; Gusto mo Sweet I?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiel: &lt;em&gt;Sweet I? Saan yun?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: &lt;em&gt;Ha?!?! Hindi mo alam kung saan ang Sweet I? Di bale, dadalhin na lang kita dun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miki catches up and joins us.&lt;br /&gt;Miki: &lt;em&gt;So, where you guys eating?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: &lt;em&gt;Sweet I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miki: &lt;em&gt;Sweet I? Where's that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: &lt;em&gt;Shet! Atenista ba kayong dalawa??!?! Hindi niyo alam kung saan ang Sweet Inspirations??!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiel and Miki (in unison): &lt;em&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! Apparently, they were aware of Sweet Inspirations, but did not know that it was called Sweet I. Hahahaha! Anyway, back to kwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobs followed to Sweet I after a while, because apparently, her teacher walked out on the class. Hahaha! We had so much fun at Sweet I! Sayang lang because Bobs and I did all the talking. Kiel just listened to our stories and laughed with us. Kiel, if you're reading this, next time, ikaw naman ang magkuwento! Hahaha! We stayed there for about two hours... Then we brought Kiel back to Ateneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobs and I parked in front of the Blue Eagle gym, because Ria had practice, and we had planned to have dinner with her that night. We waited for Ria inside the gym while watching the Babble practice. (BTW, Yey, I got my own Sixth man shirt... and it was the last one! yey!) After Ria dressed up, we headed on to Libis for dinner at Grilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobs, Lauren, Ria and I had so much fun! We were just catching up with each other, laughing about the silliest things. It was too bad that we had to part ways so early (9:00 pm!!??!), because I had to be at the office by 10:00. Bobs went with me to the Enterprise, though, because her friend was going to pick her up, and he was in the Makati area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, off to work I went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;THURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I got home at about 7:30am, slept, and woke up at about 1:00. :) Dandan, Erix, Bobs and I watched the Ateneo-UP game at Ultra. Although there weren't a lot of people watching, and we could still get ringside seats, we chose to stay in the gallery (in other words: general admission). I'll give you three reasons I choose to stay in General Admission (pag Ultra to ha, pag Araneta sana Upper B man lang. hahaha!!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. Tickets are only 25 pesos.&lt;br /&gt;2. It's near the smoking area (and the food)... We can smoke while watching the game.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can cheer and scream to my hearts content without anyone shooting looks at me... Oh, and I can stand up during the ENTIRE GAME, without anyone asking me to sit down because they can't see. Actually, may dalawang kuwento tong #3....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July 11, 2004. ADMU-DLSU round 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My friends and I were seated in the last row of Upper B. (Which would make General Admission directly behind us, right?) So anyway, Mico told me that he saw Sara and Cars. So we stood up and went to where they were seated (They were also seated in the last row, only they were in a different section). We were standing behind them and exchanging hellos, when this man (from general admission) calls us and tells us that "he can't see," in a really rude tone. Exagg. Hindi pa nga nagsisimula yung game eh. Eh pag may game pa naman, gusto ko nakatayo ako the whole time! Ito nga, hindi pa nag-uumpisa yung game... ano pa kaya kung nagsimula na??!? Kaya I thanked God na hindi siya ang nakaupo sa likod namin, dahil nakatayo kami (sa mga upuan namin) for most of the game. Sa game na ito, natutunan ko na:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAWAL NA PALA TUMAYO SA ISANG BASKETBALL GAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;July 22, 2004. ADMU-UE round 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This time, it was only Bobs and I who watched the game. I had come straight from work, and I parked my car at Shangri-La so I could take the MRT to Araneta. Anyway, Bobs and I were able to get tickets to Upper A. We sat at the last row, near the entrance (para mabilis maka-yosi! hahaha!). In front of us were two guys, probably about 2 or 3 years older than we are. Anyway, when the players came out to warm-up, the Blue Babble Battalion stared to lead the audience with the cheers... Naturally, Bobs and I cheered along... (Eh alam niyo naman ako, pag cheer, cheer talaga... Plus, malakas pa ang boses ko..) So anyway, there we were, screaming our hearts (and lungs out), when the two guys in front of us looked behind them and stared at us na parang... "shet, ang weird niyo!" My Gulay! Kasalanan bang magcheer??!?! I was so pissed off that Bobs and I transferred to another seat. May lesson din naman ang game na ito. Natutunan ko na: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BAWAL NA PA LANG SUMIGAW SA ISANG BASKETBALL GAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So there. Since then, mas ginusto ko nang umupo sa taas kaysa sa baba. Unang una, mas masaya ang "crowd" sa taas. Sa baba kasi, hindi sila sumisigaw... Kung gusto mong umupo sa baba, there are rules you have to follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PAG NAKAUPO KA SA BABA (lalo na sa ringside)... BAWAL SUMIGAW. PUWEDE KA LANG SUMIGAW KAPAG ANG SISIGAWAN MO AY ANG REF O ANG COACH. (Puwede mo rin palang sigawan ang player kapag pumalpak siya.). pakshet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pang rule: PAG NAKAUPO KA SA BABA (again, lalo na sa ringside), MAG-CHI-CHEER KA LANG PAG TULOY-TULOY NA ANG TIRA NG ATENEO... OR... PAG NATATALO NA AT ONE BIG FIGHT NA ANG SINISIGAW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pakshet. Ewan ko ba kung bakit ganon... Ang saya kayang nakatayo buong game, nagsusumigaw, nagtatatalon, at nagwawala na parang walang bukas. Hahaha!!! :) ** And by the way, hindi na ako nawawalan ng boses pagkatapos ng game, kahit na anong sigaw ang gawin ko. :) Astig no?! Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta yun... Ateneo lost to UP on Thursday. (Good one, UP!) Ewan ko na lang talaga sa mga calls ng ref ha... Pakshet. Oh well... I really believe in the team, their hearts and what they can do... It's just that...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;KASAMA KASI NAMIN SI ERIX NUNG ARAW NA YUN, KAYA MALAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sorry Blue Eagles! next time, di na namin sasama si Erix. Hahahahahahahaha!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went to work, as usual. Allan dropped by to visit, yey! I was so hungry that Allan and I walked to Greenbelt (we took the long way, mind you.)... Hahaha! Since it was a Friday night, the place was, obviously, overflowing with people. I grabbed a cheese crepe from cafe breton (heaven!!!) and a roca cake from bizu (double heaven!!!)... Allan looked at me, wide-eyed, when I told him what I wanted to eat... I told him, "Shit, I think I'm gonna get my period." (FYI, I did get my period 3 days after.) Anyway, LA was there, so he joined us for a while at Breton. At about 1:00, Allan and I transferresd to Bizu, and I ate my heavenly roca. :) Hahaha! We talked about stuff that has been going on in his life... Awww Allan.. (if you're reading this... TO HELL WITH HIM!=D hahahaha!!!) Went back to the office at about 1:30AM, and Allan had to leave then because his shift in Alabang stared at 2am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of my work week was hellish. I swear. I'm OIC for this week, which means that I'm the point person... and I'm the one who's supposed to fix the schedule for the week, for all of the comm coaches here at the Enterprise. My shift was supposed to end at 6:30am Saturday.. But I left the office a little before 9! Wah! Oh well, at least tapos na yung sked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another long entry in a few. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109425123842728322?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109425123842728322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109425123842728322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109425123842728322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109425123842728322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/wednesday-thursday-and-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109423521804454887</id><published>2004-09-04T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T02:18:17.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="The Sun Card" src="http://www.free2.surffreedom.com/nph-free.cgi/010100A/http/images.quizilla.com/K/Koshari/1072668117_arotTheSun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Sun card. The light of the Sun reveals&lt;br /&gt;all. The Sun is joyful and bright, without fear&lt;br /&gt;or reservation. The childish nature of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;allows you to play and feel free. Exploration&lt;br /&gt;can truly take place in the light of day when&lt;br /&gt;nothing is hidden. The Sun's rays fill you with&lt;br /&gt;energy so that you may live life to its&lt;br /&gt;fullest, milking pleasure out of each day. Such&lt;br /&gt;joy and energy can bring wealth and physical&lt;br /&gt;pleasure. To shine in the light of day is to&lt;br /&gt;have confidence, to soak up its rays is to feel&lt;br /&gt;the freedom of a child. Image from: Stevee&lt;br /&gt;Postman. &lt;a href="http://www.stevee.com/"&gt;http://www.stevee.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free2.surffreedom.com/nph-free.cgi/010100A/http/quizilla.com/users/Koshari/quizzes/Which%20Tarot%20Card%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877204-109423521804454887?l=blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/feeds/109423521804454887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877204&amp;postID=109423521804454887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109423521804454887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877204/posts/default/109423521804454887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueandpurplebeachbum.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-are-sun-card.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</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-7877204.post-109415355478269252</id><published>2004-09-03T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T03:39:27.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Yey, Bangkok!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (A Really long post, complete with pictures. Get ready. =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Went to Bangkok last weekend with my mom, my brother, and some friends (John Ling, Direk Gilbert Perez, Tita Chit Ramos, Bianca Lapus, and Dale Villar). We left Manila at about 10AM Saturday morning (I went straight to the airport from work!!!). I expected Bangkok to have fairly the same weather as the Philippines, but when we got there, it was hotter (probably not as hot as the weather in Africa, but noticeably hotter =D)! Anyway, we met with our tour guide, Tum, and she brought us to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Indra Regent, about 30 minutes away from the airport, and (the bast part), right in front of the &lt;em&gt;tiangge&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;The hotel's nice... It's a four-star hotel, the lobby is small but pretty, and the rooms are neat (but could be neater, I didn't like their comforters, the design made them look dirty... But they weren't.)... We arrived at the hotel, checked in, planned the itenerary for the next day, checked out our rooms, and freshened up... we went straight to the shopping area!!! Yehey! Hahaha! The whole perimeter of the hotel was surrounded by stalls. There were also tables set up on the sidewalks. The hotel nearby also had its own shopping center, so we went there too. But the best one I shopped in was the "shopping center" directly in front of the hotel. Anyone who loves Divisoria or Greenhills will find this place a haven! The single-floor structure stands on a WHOLE BLOCK! The perimeter of the Building has shops on both sides (in the building itself, facing the street; and on the sidewalks, facing the building)! Inside, there are aisles and aisles of shops! &lt;em&gt;Nakakahilo, pero nakakaaliw!&lt;/em&gt; The prices are fairly the same as those here in the Philippines, but if you know how to haggle (my mom's an expert), they come out a lot cheaper! I saw a skirt that was really pretty. The girl told me it was 250 Baht (which is roughly 350 Pesos). I asked her to lower the price (in broken English... "cheaper? lower? 250 Baht too expensive!"), and she gave it to me for 200 Baht (P280). My mom butt in the conversation and kept on insisting that the girl give it to us at a cheaper price. Finally, the girl gave in and gave it to us for 150 Baht (P210)!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YEAH, MOM, YOU ROCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So anyway, we spent the entire afternoon walking around the shopping area (I spent a little less than a thousand Baht &lt;about&gt;that afternoon, which isn't bad, considering the number of things I was able to buy), and went back to the hotel at 5:30PM, since we were all supposed to meet at the lobby at 6PM for dinner. I had to take a bath because the smell of the shopping center was on my clothes and skin! Hahaha! (&lt;em&gt;As in hindi talaga maganda ang amoy... Hahaha! Tangina kasi, ang hilig nilang kumain ng curry!!! Bwahahaha!!!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to have dinner at the Bayoke Sky Tower, which is a block away from the Indra Regent, but it started to rain. Since we were planning to walk to Bayoke, we decided to just eat dinner at Indra and save Bayoke for the following night. So we had dinner at the Botanica Restaurant at the hotel's fourth floor. The fish was soooo goooood!!! The rest of the food was good, but not great. I knew I had to eat a lot because I was paying 13 dollars for the meal (it was a buffet meal), so I feasted on crackers, and camambert, brie and bleu cheeses! Aaaaahhh... heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we walked around the night market (shops in the vicinity close at about 6, then the night market opens). The night market in Indra is similar to the night market in the Greenhills parking lot. There are tents set up on the street, and lightbulbs attatched to the top. The prices at the night market are generally the same as those in the daytime shops, so I had fun shopping there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to go back to the hotel before 9:30 because we were going to be picked up to have our Thai massages. The massage was really cheap! 430 Baht (P602), which is cheap because the massage lasts for two hours, and we were picked up from the hotel and brought back afterwards! The massage was so relaxing! I prefer the Swedish massage; however, the Thai massage was really good too. The only bad thing about it was that the air coming from the ariconditioner was blowing straight at me the entire time!!! (And now I have a bad cold because of that) Though I wasn't naked, the pajamas I had on were quite light and the cold air easliy went through the clothes I was wearing. Halfway through the massage, I started coughing. The girl stopped to give me some tea. I tried telling her that the temperature was too low and that the vent was directed towards me, but apparently, she couldn't understand english! So I had to endure two hours in front of the airconditioner (not that I'm not used to it, considering how cold it is here at work... In the TQID room where I stay, three pairs of socks is NOT enough.)! We got back to the hotel at midnight already (Dale had just arrived then, because he took a separate flight) and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up the next day at 7:30 (8:30 Mla time). Had a WONDERFUL buffet breakfast (&lt;em&gt;pambawi sa dinner nung nakaraang gabi...&lt;/em&gt;), and got ready for the short tour. I was kind of disappointed because everyone wanted to just go shopping so they asked Tum to make the tour short (I wanted to see a lot of temples!!! Argh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to one of the monasteries in Bangkok, The &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WAT INTHARAVIHAN&lt;/span&gt; ("Wat" means monastery), in the Bangkhunphrom Sub-District, Phra Nakhon District, Bangkok. The temple was about 45 minutes away. I could barely close my mouth as we walked around the place! The temples were so intricately designed... and so beautiful! And! And! I saw a real live monk! I did! I did!!! I wanted to take a picture but I figured it would be really rude since he was talking to a bunch of kids (probably our equivalent to catechism???). After some more walking, we reached to foot of one of the tallest Buddhas in Thailand... WOW. As in WOW. It was so nice! And so big! It's 32 meters high and 11 meters wide! WOW! WOW, &lt;em&gt;diba??!?&lt;/em&gt; WOW!!! Hahaha!!! We took so many pictures! After our "camera-happy moment," John, Joshua, and I bought inscence and Lotus flowers for 20 Baht (P28), and made a wish to the gigantic Buddha. After a few more pictures, we left the monestary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the leather factory and the jewelry something... Hahaha! I didn't really find these places as interesting as the monestary, but we had to go, so I just looked around, but bought nothing. Hehehe! Tum brought us to Emporium, one of the big shopping malls, and we told her that we would just take a taxi going back to the hotel. She asked us if we wanted to watch the "educational show" (which was actually the show where the girls would do stuff with their organs... As in open bottles, throw darts... even smoke.)... I wanted to go just for the heck of it, but I decided not to. &lt;em&gt;Feeling ko pag napanood ko yung mga babaeng yun, ako mismo ang madede-verginize. Hindi ko yata kakayanin. Baka ma-iyak lang ako.&lt;/em&gt; Tita Chit, mom, Joshua and I told her that we wouldn't be going to the show, so she should just book for 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like Emporium. It's probably the equivalent of Shangri-La, or Podium, or Powerplant... I would see high-end stores wherever I looked. Their department store wasn't so great either. Mom and I went to the grocery store to stock up on shampoo, conditioner, and body wash (they cost about 40 pesos cheaper)... I didn't buy much at emporium, but I did get something for myself!!! I was able to get a really nice bathrobe! Hahaha, I know you're thinking... WDF?!?! WHAT DOES SHE NEED A BATHROBE FOR??!?! Hahaha! Well, I've always wanted a bathrobe ( a really nice, terry-cloth bathrobe), but the really nice ones cost about P2,500-up, so I was really happy with my purchase (besides, I hadn't bought a lot of stuff for myself yet, so I deserved it. Heehee...). The bathrobe was terry-cloth, really thick and comfy, and only 1,200 Baht (P1680)!!! Not bad!!! I was so happy with my purchase that I was smiling on the way back to starbucks, where we were supposed to meet. When we met up, my mom handed me a bag and told me she bought something for me... I looked inside and saw the pillow I had my eye on earlier at the department store! She didn't even know that I wanted the pillow, because I wasn't with her when I saw it. The pillow's red and star shaped, and it's really soft. I saw it and thought that I had enough pillows at home... So I bought the bathrobe instead. Talk about mother's instinct! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YEAH, MOM, YOU ROCK! AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;We then went back to the hotel and continued shopping in the &lt;em&gt;tiangge. &lt;/em&gt;I bought these really cute tops for myself: two ponchos (&lt;em&gt;ganda talaga! Ang cute!&lt;/em&gt;) and a plain blue v-necked top. Plus, of course, the rest of the &lt;em&gt;pasalubong &lt;/em&gt;for my friends. Because the shops closed at about 6, we went back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a shower, we took the took-took to the Bayoke Sky Tower (because it was raining, again). The took-took is a trike-ney (hahaha, I gave it that name...) It's kinda like a tricycle... Only the passengers are seated behind the driver, facing the front. When I first saw the took-took, I immeditaly told my mom that I wanted to ride it. She said, "&lt;em&gt;Para kayang roller coaster yan, nakakatakot!&lt;/em&gt;" But I figured, &lt;em&gt;duh! Kung nakakasakay ako ng jeep saka ng trike, kaya ko naman to!&lt;/em&gt; So anyway, we rode the took-took to Bayoke... And I had so much fun! I was smiling ear-to-ear as I got out of the ride. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the lobby (which is on the 18th floor... weird), and found out that we had to pay in advance. So John lined up while the rest of us went around and looked at the stuff in the souvenir shops. And here's a funny story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kaia is looking at an annoying wooden fan when Joshua approaches her)&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: &lt;em&gt;Kaia! Dali! Kelangan mo makita!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia:&lt;em&gt; Ano?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Joshua leads Kaia out of the shop and near the receptionist's desk)&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: &lt;em&gt;Tignan mo! Tignan mo yung kausap ni John!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: &lt;em&gt;O, Tapos?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tignan mo yung pangalan niya! Tignan mo yung nametag, dali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Kaia moves closer and takes a peek at the nametag... It reads: &lt;strong&gt;ATCHARA&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: &lt;em&gt;Ganda ng pangalan, no?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kaia and Joshua walk away and start giggling uncontrollably)&lt;br /&gt;Dale: &lt;em&gt;Ano yan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia: &lt;em&gt;Dale! Kelangan mo makita yung pangalan nung kausap ni John!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale: &lt;em&gt;Sige!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(D
