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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-9136718624868055559</id><published>2009-09-05T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:37:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Procrastinating</title><content type='html'>Most of us are so good at and used to procrastinating, we could be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michaelangelos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picassos&lt;/span&gt; in our own right. Yes, maters indeed we are if procrastination were an art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fed up, as we are, of the saying, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Do not wait for tomorrow, if you can do it today"&lt;/span&gt;, we still love to put things off until tomorrow. We never run out of excuses to procrastinate. For one, some of us claim to work best under pressure. And what better way is there to be pressured than to be under time constraint? Some others reason that  they need more time for planning and organizing their thoughts before doing the actual task  and so it has to wait until the last minute. There are also those who do not feel compelled enough to beat the deadline because the teacher concerned seems too lenient to impose punctuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides those excuses, there are also some good things about procrastinating. OH yeah, for one, you get to go to places you otherwise might have missed! LOL. Also, it gives you the chance to do things which you take for granted, but are actually important. Like instead of doing your work (which is given time before nut you do an impromptu because you have not gathered your scattered thoughts yet), you decide to do a marathon of Heroes or House before the hype dies. Instead of doing your given work, you choose to spend some quality time with your family just lounging in the living room, updating yourself on the latest plague that struck the tragedy-stricken life of your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;koreanovela idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also times when to procrastinate is just like ice cream you can't resist on a summer day. It's one of those escapades that you've got to have once in a while. Like, for me, instead of doing write-ups, you find yourself writing a blog of how tiresome writing it, just like this. LOL. Or instead of calculating your time, you find yourself calculating how much time you need to spend playing on-line game before you can consider yourself an expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we really blame ourselves if dillydallying were really irressistable? It seems to already be a part of our system. We are made of 70% water. And water meanders when it flows through a path of rocks. Perhaps, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite a handful of justifications for meandering, dillydallying, procrastinating, postponing, or whatever you might call it, we can conclude one thing. Perhaps, it is nature's way of telling us that we ought to smell the flowers once in a while. We need not get too task-oriented that we forget to enjoy. There is more to pursuing happiness than beating your self with stress and competing to get a favor when you know that ass-kissing is in between in 7 deadly sins. hehehe!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-9136718624868055559?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/9136718624868055559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=9136718624868055559&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/9136718624868055559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/9136718624868055559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-of-procrastinating.html' title='The Art of Procrastinating'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6469868149996292942</id><published>2009-08-29T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:22:29.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nobody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wondergirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abscbn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asap'/><title type='text'>Believe me, we knew!</title><content type='html'>Ayooo... the hype of Nobody nobody but you. And I might say the K-pop craze once again dropped bomb and we were hit dead on. See, the effect was massive with the radio kept on spouting the same song every 4 hours or so, someone might be bleeding by now. Our TV's no better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was no better, but then again that was still in 08' when the craze hadn't left its home town yet. Now, the redundancy's killing me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch local TV and I surely am not a fan of local celebrity &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**my sister is**&lt;/span&gt; and she texted me to watch this to pass time and surely meant something else. My humor works differently. LOL. Surely enough, this was worth watching!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha....the battle of nobody's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was from ABS's ASAP's "IT GIRLS" ......&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**was supposed to insert ascerbic opinion here but withheld**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQZwQOx_tb4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQZwQOx_tb4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one was from GMA's SOP's "SOP SWEETHEARTS". Well, they got &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pawned&lt;/span&gt;! Seriously. I cannot seriously spouting criticisms here, so supply the missing word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nalng!&lt;/span&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ebjIfKwZldA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ebjIfKwZldA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody by the Wonder Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yz9LQy0rmq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yz9LQy0rmq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait I remember stray kids in our block spouting Nobody spoof a while ago. Its hilarious thinking I heard them on kids which either they heard too or was taught by peers. It goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIRL: I want your money, your money NOT you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I want your body, your body NOT you~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!! the novelty of us pinoys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-6469868149996292942?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6469868149996292942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6469868149996292942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6469868149996292942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6469868149996292942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/08/believe-me-we-knew.html' title='Believe me, we knew!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4704821523178187972</id><published>2009-08-21T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:33:43.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myglobe tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smartbro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broadband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wifi'/><title type='text'>Internet tweak -,-</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;My lust for internet is unparalleled nowadays, &lt;i&gt;and being obedient to myself&lt;/i&gt;, I have no choice but to fulfill this lust all the time. But since I've been eclipsed financially and my wallet is shrinking faster than the speed of light, I’m forced to submit myself to internet prepaid. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to use broadband plan *globe* just like what I used to with smart&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; **let's talk about smartbro some other time** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;for sometime now&lt;/span&gt;. So I did my homework and went to globe wireless center. Shitness! They're not accepting student I.D at all. &lt;b&gt;Fine!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; What really got to me was the look on the agent's face telling me not to bugger off, but the look that told me to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;produce something credible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**what the foot is that?!**&lt;/span&gt; like TIN I.D or an effing SSS I.D. :x Do I look like an SSS card holder at all? Haven't I stressed the poor part yet? And how lately I've been counting the rice seed i'm eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, fine!! Now i’m left with the option of using internet prepaid. There's smartbro prepaid with its lousy design honestly &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**it depends on my ridiculous mindset from time to time**&lt;/span&gt; and my globe Tattoo with its uber cool commercial. LOL. Not so much difference with their price tag really. So the question lies with the performance at all. I asked the sales agent of smart if I can surf even if I load a poor 30 php assuming their flat rate is the same with globe with 5 php per 15 min. He can't answer. LOL! Meaning you must load a fixed amount of 100 to 300 worth of prepaid load to be able to surf. Haa.....So I bought my globe Tattoo automatically. Haaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFH0ozMHrI/AAAAAAAAArA/MppeWdCkXyI/s1600-h/tattoo+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFH0ozMHrI/AAAAAAAAArA/MppeWdCkXyI/s400/tattoo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373154800060604082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFHzntDm2I/AAAAAAAAAqw/yDyZNw0jmbM/s1600-h/tattoo+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFHzntDm2I/AAAAAAAAAqw/yDyZNw0jmbM/s400/tattoo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373154782586575714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loathe the fact that cannot access the internet whenever I want to which time of the day. I've been in the service of smartbro for the better part of the decade and when it's time to moved on, what do I get? A sad 90 kbps up to 1 mb if I’m very very lucky &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**granted it rained very hard**&lt;/span&gt;. I'm hilariously pissed. You still have to go out if you want 3G connection considering i'm in the town proper. Kind of defies my whole purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gprs means up to 40 kbps of connection. A lousy fat 8 if you're unlucky. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFH0AKTXiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/EyNqRG-HyYA/s1600-h/globe+broadband.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFH0AKTXiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/EyNqRG-HyYA/s400/globe+broadband.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373154789151694370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because prepaid internet is a glutton and my wallet shrunk even faster than 15 min of internet connection. I've no choice but to find a wifi area that IS FREE!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**hahaha**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your wondering, yes this place is creeping with a lot of wifi hot spot. Cafes and the likes you name it. Wifi area also means business. And business means you must grace their menu first. And area near a wifi hotspot means password protected connection. LOL. Places with free wifi are a treasure cove, very very rare. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being annoyingly deprived I must say my mind work best under pressure. Ah, the benefits of mastering the art of procrastination. Alas I found a perfect place to sit and surf plus an outlet to boot, but beggars can't be choosers even if the place is embodiment of a sauna with the blazing ball still up. It is a perfect place to be steamed and your laptop to spontaneously combust. But then no guts no glory and my point being moot really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you saw someone in the second level of Aldevinco center frolicking on the benches, you have to mind that destitute is a very sad thing and it makes us do certain things however troublesome that may be as long as it spells FREE! bwahahahaha!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s myglobe tattoo commercial picture....-,- very very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFOEfaRQxI/AAAAAAAAArI/s8xTP_8PVgg/s1600-h/globe-broadband-tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFOEfaRQxI/AAAAAAAAArI/s8xTP_8PVgg/s400/globe-broadband-tattoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373161669487837970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&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/5613095705102894074-4704821523178187972?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4704821523178187972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4704821523178187972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4704821523178187972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4704821523178187972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-tweak.html' title='Internet tweak -,-'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SpFH0ozMHrI/AAAAAAAAArA/MppeWdCkXyI/s72-c/tattoo+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-9106010060159029727</id><published>2009-08-16T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:57:40.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has Animal Planet gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I used to watch Animal Planet but the channel was evicted by our service provider. Maybe they got annoyed by animals honking each other all the time. So I switched to discovery channel animal kingdom. The connection must be obvious now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;muehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother told me I had attention span disorder because I kept changing the channel. Then he'll get dizzy and retreat to his room to watch there. If he's planning to do that, then why bother me in the first place? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reason&lt;/span&gt;. He lives to see us miserable because he can't stand being the only person gets miserable by the sound of the twins beating each other. The twins have socialization issues. No wonder my brother's jaded and borderline insane. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I'm getting a little sidetracked by polar bears...........................well, being bears and doing bear stuff. SOoo cute and  hugable &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;** if your from afar and in safe distance from their claws like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, you're TV perhaps**&lt;/span&gt;. Now where am I? See, attention span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, the point of this rant is that I'm typing this post as well as watching discovery channel between flipping through channels &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**or should I say trying to watch**&lt;/span&gt; while my insufferable brother rains me down with demands hilariously unthinkable while showing his display of power because he thinks that I have no life whatsoever except to serve his every whim and need. He can't even give me a decent gift in return!! grrr......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's I tirade against the fact that he has a twisted and poor sibling sense of conception. He knows he's being a prick and he enjoys being one. How in the world can you think his ego measures up? And to think 'they' &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**oh, there are three of them**&lt;/span&gt; act as loving puppy to they're better half? They even barricade themselves when they knew my sister's possible boyfriend &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**we can never know, can we?**&lt;/span&gt; went to visit and put a death warrant on the 'possible' boyfriend's head. Can you clearly see the injustice in that?! ah moooo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think my mother tolerated this because she's obsessed therefore easily controlled through the crib-midgets &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**grandchildren**&lt;/span&gt;. The evil of their plan. That's why I went to their backs and bribed the Twins with Optimus Prime dolls and a lifetime of Krispy kremes. Worth every penny because they serve as reconnaissance to my evil covert operations. That's why I always unleashed the twins to rain down hell on their path. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, it pisses me off, but I follow since he always promised me his plastic card and this girl has needs and one of them for the plastic to work &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**the benefit of hanging out with the twins, they have their own set of words lol**&lt;/span&gt; . Also they kind of get me out of trouble &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**which my mother can condemn me without being judge**&lt;/span&gt; with a lifetime of hell and servitude in return hence the channel flipping on my part to get him crazy and flee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt; got bonked again but fled with the twins on his tail &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**evil laugh**&lt;/span&gt;, so worth it!! Father filled the seat my brother emptied. Channel surfing again! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muhehehe..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why can't everybody leave me alone in the big TV?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-9106010060159029727?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/9106010060159029727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=9106010060159029727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/9106010060159029727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/9106010060159029727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-has-animal-planet-gone.html' title='Where has Animal Planet gone?'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-5827606727700749904</id><published>2009-08-13T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:27:54.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Insecurity is something that is familiar to everyone, or at least to those who understands it or to those who have experienced it. In addition, as they say, it is unhealthy to be insecure for it just shows that one is discontented of himself, and is unsure of what he really needs or desires. In both cases, insecurity acts like a poison, that slowly  invades your sanity and in grave cases, may even drive you to do irrational things. Therefore, for the majority of the people, insecurity must not be entertained and it should be, as soon as possible be extinguished before it can exacerbate your condition and lead you downhill. This is the belief of most of the components of society. This is, for them, what is truly right. However, insecurity may ot be an absolute evil and it may not be so deserving of condemnation of the highest degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity can be viewed on the other side. Somehow, this emotion can indicate that one is aware of one's imperfection. Everyone lacks in some respect, and insecurity merely verifies this state of "lacking". Being insecure simply indicates that one is not contented with himself and because of this; it may be reason enough to change for the better and to become someone who is actually a more justifiable living existence. Insecurity is an emotion, and by nature, emotions are not evil, actins are that motivates and feeds insecurity. Being insecure is also being honest to oneself and if honesty is of grsve importance, then insecurity is accepting that one is imperfect and limited and to deny this is just the same as being a coward and running away from what is truly real. It is not the aim of this brief post to actually persuade others to be insecure, for us to realize that our life is not complete and therefore, we are somehow driven to do our best and improve our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you say that one is insecure and huff, think that that person is aware of his limitations, instead of pretending to live a perfect life, which is then close to impossible. Think again. -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-5827606727700749904?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/5827606727700749904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=5827606727700749904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5827606727700749904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5827606727700749904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/08/insecurity-is-something-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-1469325423228397965</id><published>2009-08-05T16:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:06:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SnlSdLwsOQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4guoez0Nfl4/s1600-h/yellow-ribbon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SnlSdLwsOQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4guoez0Nfl4/s400/yellow-ribbon.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366411092315355394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I watched in Television the burial of former Pres. Cory Aquino, I tied a yellow ribbon outside my windows to send my farewell to her in her final rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you rest in peace pres. Cory. You will be terribly missed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-1469325423228397965?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/1469325423228397965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=1469325423228397965&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1469325423228397965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1469325423228397965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-as-i-watched-in-television-burial.html' title=''/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SnlSdLwsOQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4guoez0Nfl4/s72-c/yellow-ribbon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6445212776673923417</id><published>2009-08-01T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:07:27.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puccho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake'/><title type='text'>Origami and an army of Puccho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey! Finally I managed to grab some time to put up my origami collection online. And it means I have to part with them 'cause i have to sold some of them. I had a heavy heart when I uploaded it online because I don't have the heart to give them away, ok technically Im going to sold them! hehe. I love every piece I made and honestly half of the them I barely recall how to make. I don't make patterns so it would make each of them unique. But they have to go and surely they have to be put to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot of them was already been sold to selected few and Its a good welcome. This might be good I think, It means I can make a whole lot of them and not worry about storing them. Hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll post some items up here. I'll put the link later. My connection is a bitch. Well, its my neighbor's but that's beside the point. Blogger won't load with just 50 + kbps. Bugger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Japanese cupcake PUCCHO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been Flckr surfing and I found these adorable pictures of Puccho! It's a japanese cupcake. It's been a while since i last visited my fave japanese store here and I don't recall if they sell Puccho or any cutesy-cutesy candy. I think its just good 'ol dango with different flavors. Damn. I want these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawaii&lt;/span&gt; cake for decoration, haha, ok I'll eat it but give me a few days of worshiping.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was it's so damn far from downtown. Ahhhh...im salivating for a taste of Puccho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just loooook..... its damn enticing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2163/2419607697_0c8f7584ab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2419607507_33a2c83596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Puccho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2126/2420421142_9c75239002.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaceball Puccho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2069/2419607073_c5e0b6e600.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this! Danger mouse Puccho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2058/2488494044_76c189a29b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Mario Puccho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0xcDEpzunc/SH7RLTnNbSI/AAAAAAAABT0/i6MYQIYxjOo/s400/supermariocupcakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this cutie-pie Pucchos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J6GNeNggTn8/SG2p8kCYT7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/4nsTaMjiqOw/s320/screen-capture-5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeeee Pucchos!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;credits to:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/hello_naomi/collections/72157602788113356/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-6445212776673923417?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6445212776673923417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6445212776673923417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6445212776673923417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6445212776673923417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/08/origami-and-army-of-puccho.html' title='Origami and an army of Puccho!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2163/2419607697_0c8f7584ab_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-1073627869552459936</id><published>2009-07-30T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:01:12.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a break.........have a Kitkat?! LOL</title><content type='html'>Had a little break from my mundane work &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**just my opinion, the ones busy ogling at 'someone' didn't agree with me. pooh!**&lt;/span&gt;. So I had to dragged my sister to do nothing with me because it 'might' look any more bizarre seeing a lonesome figure doing bizarre things. So I ended up with her in a picnic mat. Can you actually see me picnicking?! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here I am moonlighting as a photographer to avoid doing picnik-y things. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/1_240338605l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/1_286531931l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/1_847593278l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking dawn :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon?! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahahaha!!! Kind of fit when I saw the images, not intentional. Never liked the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this should be done often because this is life for the work-challenge persons.  Very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hakuna Matata&lt;/span&gt;. -,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;The View -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sister managed to befriend one of the kite flier and strategically possess herself one of those kites. Now, isn't she a brilliant user-friendly little critter? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually manage to fly one of those. Boo for kite-illiterate moi. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_5013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky. It's so clear with never-ending fields of blueish hue......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4972-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rigged clouds.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4960-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rigged clouds changed to satin-like mass of bright white. Shiny :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4989.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm's eye view &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**do they actually have eyes? really now**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4995-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So vividly green. Thanks to Linux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;Twilight is coming.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_4994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its why we loveeee lazying around. ahhhh......the wisdom of timon and pumbaa, Hakuna Matata. True.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-1073627869552459936?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/1073627869552459936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=1073627869552459936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1073627869552459936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1073627869552459936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-breakhave-kitkat-lol.html' title='Have a break.........have a Kitkat?! LOL'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-5712658604229885954</id><published>2009-07-27T08:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:24:45.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sashimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marina tuna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='davao'/><title type='text'>Davao's Marina Tuna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This entry is definitely not for the hungry! -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should have been blogged about decades ago but, I, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;, lost another batch of pictures&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uhehehe!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Been losing a lot of things lately its a wonder I haven't lost where I lived...........yet. Hey, just like Pooh-qiao said," &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nawala yong fridge ko pero inisip ko nalng baka na-mispalce ko lang!&lt;/span&gt;" LOL. See, misplaced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt;If you've been carnivorous far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;**aherm**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt;looking to chow on premium tuna with reasonable and half &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt;the price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt; in any fancy restaurant with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the same&lt;/span&gt; dishes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt; Marina Tuna Restaurant is Davao's best Tuna plac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt;e in my opinion, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if it matters in the least&lt;/span&gt;.  We just wind up there when we fetch my aunt and company to visit life here down under and considering the distance between Davao's international airport and downtown &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**milliiiiion miles apart and we're traveling with no traffic, oh wait Davao's got no traffic** &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we might have wind up in any other good place we passed too. A good find, indeed. -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy pictures taken by Humpy Dumpy moonlighting as a photographer now. -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk_mYwrNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ck2dEd3xiBI/s1600-h/DSC00542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk_mYwrNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ck2dEd3xiBI/s400/DSC00542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349050394975710418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just adore places with Aquariums. This one with fishes so alien to me and maybe worth more than my wealth combined.......according to the insufferable know-it-all who crept behind me. Doesn't that just F** you off &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**please excuse moi french**&lt;/span&gt;?! Honestly I might stick his face to his body where the sun never shines have I not minded my manners so, I just said haughtily "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sino ka?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**who you?**&lt;/span&gt;" and a stare telling him to bugger off. The nerve! But then again, here it is an effin' fish whose worth rival mine. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul8fYyCOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/pHitR2s7-fA/s1600-h/DSC00547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul8fYyCOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/pHitR2s7-fA/s400/DSC00547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051441068771554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk-mD64xI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jeABoxF8Wi0/s1600-h/DSC00536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk-mD64xI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jeABoxF8Wi0/s400/DSC00536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349050377708430098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been won over....................yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjumOx3cVfI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bi0ES06JScc/s1600-h/DSC00565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjumOx3cVfI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bi0ES06JScc/s400/DSC00565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051755266856434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humpy Dumpy lean on the wall, Humpy Dumpy will eat them all. Humpy Dumpy is a big buffoon, Will you look at that belly-balloon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt; lameeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjumOioMOsI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HwmixBKIN3Q/s1600-h/DSC00563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjumOioMOsI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HwmixBKIN3Q/s400/DSC00563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051751176354498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely shark........XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk_Z9FkII/AAAAAAAAAkc/NFkK80q5LX0/s1600-h/DSC00540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk_Z9FkII/AAAAAAAAAkc/NFkK80q5LX0/s400/DSC00540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349050391638413442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;**calps hand together**&lt;/span&gt; Itadakimasu~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul82flFtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tvqDSEbEWcc/s1600-h/DSC00550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul82flFtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tvqDSEbEWcc/s400/DSC00550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051447271298770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sashimi!!!!! very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oishii&lt;/span&gt; it's orgasmic. heaven! Papa Nene and moi's the only ones who chow this and the second batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I teach you another way to endure wasabi without actually resorting to water by the tutelage of the master! jejeje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Of course dilute a piece of wasabi &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**a piece you can manage**&lt;/span&gt; on soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Eat after dabbed in mixture &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**and please much on it normally**&lt;/span&gt; then inhale the biting, pungent and indescribable taste. Yes, inhale the taste. Forced it if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; It should work and there's actually no step three unless you choke on your inhaling and chewing. It should be simultaneous and please, do not eat the fish meat with no sauce or wasabi paste. You're not Gollum. It is actually really good if you get past the wasabi taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul8XlwNxI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Lln8IVI9cR8/s1600-h/DSC00548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul8XlwNxI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Lln8IVI9cR8/s400/DSC00548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051438975694610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busog-lusog!! Eckk, my Tambok days and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-size:100%;" &gt; the cost of my little food trips lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Now, my arm's back to normal and I've nicked my pathetic excuse of a hair. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjumOc0rVCI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bsnwCKfJEMA/s1600-h/DSC00559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjumOc0rVCI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bsnwCKfJEMA/s400/DSC00559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051749618111522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get what they're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul80e-ePI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ipsx5_Y8urs/s1600-h/DSC00554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjul80e-ePI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ipsx5_Y8urs/s400/DSC00554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051446731897074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk_EzpmVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/iLhsderMyEk/s1600-h/DSC00539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk_EzpmVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/iLhsderMyEk/s400/DSC00539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349050385961687378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to IGLOO to-- oh it's just Humpy Dumpy and I because they went to do old people stuff. Its boring that's why. Bananananana split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuUy1-JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/cXuAvVbEHsA/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuUy1-JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/cXuAvVbEHsA/s400/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019311869917330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuPOKXFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ftzTAJWlSek/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuPOKXFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ftzTAJWlSek/s400/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019310373887058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuJaNjOs5I/AAAAAAAAAj8/pKmYzfTZUT8/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuJaNjOs5I/AAAAAAAAAj8/pKmYzfTZUT8/s400/DSC00235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349020065839625106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thier clubhouse is pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuJZw7gVaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/6gGFWzpfF1E/s1600-h/DSC00233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuJZw7gVaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/6gGFWzpfF1E/s400/DSC00233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349020058156815778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humpy-kun's ordered halo-halo when he's stuffing halo-halo almost every day. I think's chowking's halo-halo's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuzqhJ-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/Rv99sPhZAHA/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuzqhJ-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/Rv99sPhZAHA/s400/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019320156497890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fan! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuptnk9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/ohwWirpAmK4/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIuptnk9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/ohwWirpAmK4/s400/DSC00231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019317485147090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIust46kI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4wpuqCaEttA/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuIust46kI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4wpuqCaEttA/s400/DSC00229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019318291589698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, you gotta love food right? -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-5712658604229885954?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/5712658604229885954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=5712658604229885954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5712658604229885954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5712658604229885954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/07/davaos-marina-tuna-my-bellys-best.html' title='Davao&apos;s Marina Tuna'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sjuk_mYwrNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ck2dEd3xiBI/s72-c/DSC00542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-1491688237743787796</id><published>2009-07-25T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:32:37.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-blood price'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sms3a_s8iNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/BbP-8wtZMDY/s1600-h/harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sms3a_s8iNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/BbP-8wtZMDY/s400/harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362440718230784210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I came to watched in big screen again, been a while. Watched Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince and its sadly a disappointment i guess. I'd taken faith that they must have compounded a thick book in a 2.5 hour movie smoothly &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**if not 3/4 precise**&lt;/span&gt;. Half of my peeps kept annoying everyone because they kept asking &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**out loud 'cause im ignoring them**&lt;/span&gt; what's/who's/how--if you can think of a sentence starting how-- a half-blood prince. They didn't even elaborate why snape's called a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gorram&lt;/span&gt; half-blood prince, or did I sleep through the part where they said so. See? Bloody disappointing. Oh well, it's not like its a Peter Jackson film right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not derangely particular but, Bev said they've grown horribly wrong but then, I don't see the wrong, just the horrible.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey, Harry's eyebrows is unnerving, Ron's hair is hideous, Ginny's suddenly a tease borderline creepy and Draco's another Sasuke, geez what's with his emo-ness?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt; Horrible. But then again, Hermione's looking mighty fine and all  if not for an occasional look of constipated-ness. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nyok-nyok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Who I really like is Luna Lovegood. If she's not seriously needed to be tied up and confined to a padded room, she's Ethereal. I love her voice. I want to spook someone with my voice too. Badly. :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My enjoyment of watching HP movies is still there though, true with all the HP movies likewise. Maybe it sucked a little but im still enthralled no matter what. I just liked it. Particularly the scene where MacGonagall said when there's trouble it's always the three of them. And Snape  said in his snape-like voice "you juuuuuuuuuuuust......know. It's hilarious because he awfully sounded like Treebeard's "Gooooood Mooooooooooooooooooorning" &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**the Ent**&lt;/span&gt; in Lord of the Rings. Swear! It made me laugh so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gorram&lt;/span&gt; loud.  Enjoyment &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*Snape-like voice*&lt;/span&gt; Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another is the scene where the girl in red Katie Bell flew and hands spread-eagle is effing scary though. I don't know but, it reminded me of exorcist. Scary stuff. I know I should not divulge irrelevant/unnecessary/unrelated  un-something topic but Dumbledore refusing to drink the water stuff reminded me of my good ol' senile  gramps when he refuses to drink his medication and he's just like Dumbie, just like what he acts. I always felt vile and ill after wards if i forced him to take the medicine because he kept missing one. He's so old now and brittle and tiny. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O-jiji gomeni!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, where am I? I remembered I first read the book way back in my senior year in our library &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**the only time**&lt;/span&gt;. And I go chapter by chapter every MWF because that's the only short time I have between classes &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**it's really a bother to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;laag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; given the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; chisai&lt;/span&gt; time**&lt;/span&gt;. And my memory of the whole book is all strewed and fuzzy and im not really sure why Snape-y's a half-blood prince &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*bonked*&lt;/span&gt;, his surname I think. And I don't even know if little Dudders omitted or not in the book, or one of the Dursleys. Now im getting  intrigued who's this R.C---something guy. Ah, and it's been a bloody decade when I got the ebook of the final book and I still haven't read it, not even a word. Nah. Zilch. It's a bloody ebook. My body's willed itself to sleep should I even try. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blooper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cinema, Bev marathon talk with someone. The ngyaaa is the muffled or gibberish words, who knows? might be a code. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bev: &lt;/span&gt;ngyaaa.......ngyaaa.....ngyaaaa &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**sudden silence**&lt;/span&gt; ngyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janelle:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**very silently**&lt;/span&gt; kyaaaaaaaa......&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saba kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes to Bev including the ones around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bev:&lt;/span&gt; well, pooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. After that we went to Cd-r King to spooked a trainee, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;side-effect!&lt;/span&gt; said she's inefficient. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha!! &lt;/span&gt;Which is soo true. pooh on her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-1491688237743787796?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/1491688237743787796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=1491688237743787796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1491688237743787796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1491688237743787796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sms3a_s8iNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/BbP-8wtZMDY/s72-c/harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-8428302042882993797</id><published>2009-07-23T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:38:31.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giselle bundchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='havainas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipanema sandals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flip flops'/><title type='text'>Love or Lust : Ipanema Sandals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Im beaming. Im surfing the net when I found something which got my heart jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ipanema sandals by Giselle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bündchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkkewQNAgQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/f54zdlpW3JM/s1600-h/1408770340_b8e32bbdbd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkkewQNAgQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/f54zdlpW3JM/s400/1408770340_b8e32bbdbd_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352843446438625538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkkewKcozdI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_eoP_PNO3jI/s1600-h/1407888525_79098441fe_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkkewKcozdI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_eoP_PNO3jI/s400/1407888525_79098441fe_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352843444893568466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, technically this is old news really. Well, pooh on me! I knew Ipanema when it was first launched here but, then again who can blame me of my sudden repugnance with flip flops due to Havainas hype &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**absurdity**&lt;/span&gt; or rather crazed. 'Cause Havainas has the reputation of a good quality among flip flops but has never accounted the quality of its slings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, for the 3rd time Havainas failed me in school and public the latter. The sling snapped when I knew it was still new and unlike the old ones &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**which I really did abuse** &lt;/span&gt;I never used it daily. The stupid thing died on me when God knows I really needed flip flop &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**or any flip flop for that matter**&lt;/span&gt; on that day. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found this pretty thing, I researched Ipanema thoroughly! This pretty little thing suits me best because my addiction with straps nowadays is unbearable. That's why I have more or less a few wedges which I know are too much and I repulse myself for that. Yep, I lost the Goth in me. :p The recoiling strap is love. Can I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beau-ti-pool?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sljlw7gjIWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/SQfHsmE_CRE/s1600-h/Mglenda21209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/Sljlw7gjIWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/SQfHsmE_CRE/s400/Mglenda21209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357284385527898466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beach type flop, however, is what I've been yearning all this time &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**just hope my budget allows my lust for Ipanema**&lt;/span&gt; if you can appreciate it past Giselle Bündchen's bodacious tattoo. Staring at it myself far too long. haha!! It comes with blue, green, pink and orange. Day dreaming now about how wonderful it would feel in my feet. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**don't be stuck staring at it, come on now scroll down dear**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SmU3tBs69-I/AAAAAAAAAng/SvDs01gZB_c/s1600-h/ipanema3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SmU3tBs69-I/AAAAAAAAAng/SvDs01gZB_c/s400/ipanema3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360752178144933858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SljlwjGRlPI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Kkm9IJHMKuQ/s1600-h/Ipanema5.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SljlwjGRlPI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Kkm9IJHMKuQ/s400/Ipanema5.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357284378975245554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New:&lt;/span&gt;  Ipanema's 2009 Ad campaign Sementes. Like G2B militating for the conscious use of the world’s water, Giselle Bündchen goes green with her Ipanema Collection this year. This Ad campaign supports the program created to help plant sampling half of which, is in Brazilan Atlantic Forest. A purchase will toss a coin to worlds water and forest. Consciousness in a manner of sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SmU3s4mfwrI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Fh7t5OeGxOc/s1600-h/ipanemagb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SmU3s4mfwrI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Fh7t5OeGxOc/s400/ipanemagb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360752175702065842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite some negative comments I personally appreciate her effort. Well, it's better than nothing right? Though it's tight on our budget I'll sacrifice for the quality. Someone I remembered blabber it is inferior to Havainas........ oh just shut it. I'll be the judge on that and honestly Havainas' not doing the job either. They should have forged the sling from steel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a couple of this sandals up-close and it's not as pretty as it looks in the pictures. Not like the other ones. Oh, well as long as it looks good on my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SmU7V7MFbXI/AAAAAAAAAno/zB9thhwBCOM/s1600-h/gisele2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SmU7V7MFbXI/AAAAAAAAAno/zB9thhwBCOM/s400/gisele2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360756179306114418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have counted my eggs before they hatch and I can't be narcissistic about about it dreaming that it looks good on my feet. Ah, this must be what Becky Bloomwood  felt......the vanity of us mere human and our materialistic complex. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long wait of payday is insufferable as the thought of what must cost me versus my gain. Can you say decide already? I allow being materialistic once in a while my savings be damned! I just wish Regret won't kick me in places where the sun never shines &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**imagine**&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that did it. hah! Boss, where's my effing pay?!! -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-8428302042882993797?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/8428302042882993797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=8428302042882993797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8428302042882993797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8428302042882993797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-or-lust-ipanema-sandals.html' title='Love or Lust : Ipanema Sandals'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkkewQNAgQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/f54zdlpW3JM/s72-c/1408770340_b8e32bbdbd_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-2319968620990096580</id><published>2009-07-20T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:47:42.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to do tonight so I watched movies again to delude myself I have things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Practical Magic. It's been light years since I watched this movie. It's because of this film I became addicted with Faith Hill's 'This Kiss' and became a favorite since then. Who wouldn't if Kiss is a feeling of sublime perpetual bliss that got you floating and flying? ahaha! right......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i watch feel good movies with a genre like this then get carried away and gone crazy again. hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in an instance like this, I'll envy the kind of love and bond Sally and Jillian have. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**Wouldn't it be great if we lived and raised with profound history of magic and witches?** &lt;/span&gt; deshoo???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how we wish sometimes that life is like magic and a recipe of a spell, right?. A word or two of rhymed words, a rosemary planted on your garden gate, a belly of blind worm sting and plant lavender for luck. I'd love to think so. But like spells, sometimes a bitter feeling turns it to a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life is indeed we wish like Magic then, it isn't just spells and potions, a cauldron of belly-tongue and barbados lime. And it hadn't had a power because you believe in it. How good is it if it's just like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can see my life riding on the rocks now I should better get my cauldron and conjure up a spell because all I need isn't just stars and moon. I might need a coven of witches to do my bidding and heads up....to invent a guy who doesn't exist too.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**likely in the image and likeness of Travis Fimmel**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I might also buy my spell book in my nearest craft store. They say the enchanted has the power to come to life if we believe in them. But I don't. But you know what? I wish for me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah you can't live in make believe if you look down your nose at it. But then again if you see a moon and there's a ring-like circle of red around it and you know it's a sign of trouble not far behind. Heed or discount?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now finished with Practical Magic and next up.....oh yeah LOTR Trilogy! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**spell undone, I became a ringer now spouting ~~my preciousssss~~**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Kiss by Faith Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/63448856/97df5d9e" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="20"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't want another heartbreak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't need another turn to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't want to learn the hard way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby, hello, oh, no, goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But you got me like a rocket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shooting straight across the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the way you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a feeling like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's centrifugal motion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's perpetual bliss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's that pivotal moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's impossible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This kiss, this kiss (Unstoppable) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This kiss, this kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cinderella said to Snow White &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How does love get so off course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All I wanted was a white knight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With a good heart, soft touch, fast horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ride me off into the sunset &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby, I'm forever yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the way you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a feeling like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's centrifugal motion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's perpetual bliss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's that pivotal moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's unthinkable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This kiss, this kiss (Unsinkable) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This kiss, this kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You can kiss me in the moonlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On the rooftop under the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You can kiss me with the windows open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;While the rain comes pouring inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kiss me in sweet slow motion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's let every thing slide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You got me floating, you got me flying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the way you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a feeling like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's centrifugal motion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's perpetual bliss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's that pivotal moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's subliminal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This kiss, this kiss (It's Criminal) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This kiss, this kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-994896313253563571</id><published>2009-06-25T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:35:28.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just found out how my blog looked like in Internet Explorer and w%&amp;amp;*$ &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**thunder of sweet nothing**&lt;/span&gt; I expected as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to view full pic :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1J2bjjjI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qvwbWFDNF5A/s1600-h/blogskin+new2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1J2bjjjI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qvwbWFDNF5A/s400/blogskin+new2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351671806801710642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1JzdrBDI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eYSBxg9R8rE/s1600-h/blogskin+new.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1JzdrBDI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eYSBxg9R8rE/s400/blogskin+new.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351671806005281842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that. To think I still have a problem with my skin in Mozerilla Firefox &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*boo :p*&lt;/span&gt;. Yay, way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1KAsk_vI/AAAAAAAAAmE/hPt95pKm3VM/s1600-h/Captureblog+skin+on+mozilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1KAsk_vI/AAAAAAAAAmE/hPt95pKm3VM/s400/Captureblog+skin+on+mozilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351671809557462770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up sullen and bitchy --again and I decided I don't care anymore! As a matter of fact I won't complain much how &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**another thunder of sweet nothings**&lt;/span&gt; moronic it looked like. Oh, no I've done a handful of verses that made Zeus cringe already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done enough. I just need to focus vexing how to turn my bloodshot eyes to slutty and bitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the news this evening I found out Michael Jackson died. As a matter of fact I don't care. I don't even know him aside from occasional glimpses of his malpractice-stricken face. Ah, he died young, not a couple of years older than my papito. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1KddNr5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/ipBo75bDgyI/s1600-h/michael-jackson-neverland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1KddNr5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/ipBo75bDgyI/s400/michael-jackson-neverland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351671817277648786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I don't know of him but I knew that he will be touring and doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*aherm*&lt;/span&gt; 'sold-out concerts around the world until 2010. And yes, i'm a walking contradiction. If my life is poetry I'd would be satirical. Vex vex, vex -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be editing my photos right now or dreaming hot steamy dream where I'm about to be steamified if such a word exist but alas, photobucket bailed on me again. I digress. I cannot be mouthing another shitload of verses right now as I am done with it. Damn skippy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ebook where art thou?! ------&gt; &gt;--0= ~~~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-994896313253563571?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/994896313253563571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=994896313253563571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/994896313253563571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/994896313253563571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-found-out-how-my-blog-looked.html' title=''/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SkT1J2bjjjI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qvwbWFDNF5A/s72-c/blogskin+new2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-1807860742846635550</id><published>2009-06-23T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:01:27.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the year of the acheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sherrilyn kenyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark hunter'/><title type='text'>The Year of  Acheron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark-Hunter Creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Darkness. We are Shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Rulers of the Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, alone, stand between mankind and those who would see mankind destroyed. We are the Guardians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soulless Keepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our souls were cast out so that we would not forewarn the Daimons we pursue. By the time they see us coming, it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daimons and Apollites know us. They fear us. We are death to all those who prey upon  the humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither Human, nor Apollite, we exist beyond the realm of the Living, beyond the realm of the Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Dark-Hunters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; _______________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah.  Enough of the doom and gloom because, baby, that ain't us. You want to know what a Dark-Hunter is? We are what the intro says. We're Mad, Bad and Immortal. We're ancient warriors with attitudes who fight rough, and play hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the scary things that go bump in the night. And we love every minute of it. So when you think you're being watched. You just might be. The question is...is it something evil or is it one of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kyaaa~~~ finally Ash's story was already out. Well, I mean it was for some time now but I finally manage to grab a paperback which half the original price. Yeah, it paves being an impostor groupie! haha.  Who weren't seduced by Acheron when you read dark-hunter series or you just happen to bump to one Sherrilyn Kenyon book? ha, tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added Ash's video too. Enjoy this libido-inducing gift to women. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-mQoCZC_JI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-mQoCZC_JI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit:http://www.dailyinquisitor.com/hunter/intro.htm&lt;br /&gt;dark-hunter.com&lt;br /&gt;sherrilyn kenyon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-1807860742846635550?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/1807860742846635550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=1807860742846635550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1807860742846635550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1807860742846635550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/06/year-of-acheron.html' title='The Year of  Acheron'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4020326866396150997</id><published>2009-06-20T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T04:08:21.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap talking: Booze-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ah, recession recession ah~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me some booze for the boasting my brother once said. An engine needs some fuel to fire it up and alcohol can do just that for him. Alas, thinking of sweet intoxication blurs my mind somehow. But I cannot be drinking right now. Hence, I am left with no choice but to squeeze out the few ounces of inspiration left in me to keep this writing going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can’t have some booze, I might as well get high with talking, about booze-encounters and what it does to people, well at least to the people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why is there a need for it to be in people’s systems before you can get actually get them to open up? And before I go on, may I just remind you that this is not written to in anyway to get you drinking. Nor I am trying to romanticize “drinking” sessions. These sessions, are in themselves, already an item, sans any exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It doesn’t matter if it’s not a Saturday night, as the usual schedule for such a sessions is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just as long as there’s a reason for a celebration or otherwise, then it’s a night &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*or even a day*&lt;/span&gt; of finding comfort with the likes of emperors and horses and saints, depending on how high your tolerance for alcohol is, and what your drinking-buddies have agreed to spend for&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; * which is highly contingent upon how much damage their wallets can take or how much the generous benefactor can donate*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn’t really take much effort to gather people to these sessions. Everyone is just a text away, or even a holler away. Invited or uninvited, they come. It is even easier to gather these people for “drinking” sessions than for doing group projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sessions are primarily bonding sessions, where everyone says farewell to sobriety and say hello to intoxication. And just when people are already drunk or think they are drunk, they seem to have more guts, have more nerves, and become more daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being wasted legitimizes every action and every word. All of a sudden every person finds him/herself whining about his/her issues – sensitive and non-sensitive ones. It is such a sight to behold when everyone starts pouring out his or her innermost sentiments – sentiments too inconceivable for each of them to posses; sentiments, too irreconcilable with each of their personalities. And they realize that it’s good that they are drunk because some revelations are just too much for a sound mind to handle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Drinking” sessions never lose their novelty. Never mind the hangover in the morning. Never mind that alcohol reduces the production of anti-diuretic hormones, hence more trips to the comfort room. Never mind the risk of getting grounded for going home so late or so early &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*in the morning*&lt;/span&gt;. Never mind the vulnerability to disclose too much. Never mind looking foolish for displaying one’s idiosyncrasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have promoted clean-fun here, instead of using this site to sell these sessions. It is just that sometimes, not-so-clean fun can be more ‘fun’ than clean-fun. But of course, one has to know his or her limitations too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puking because of drinking too much is not such a pretty sight. And so is going way too wild. We engage in these sessions as a way of exploring, of socializing, and not as a way of trying to get hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when will be the next session? No need to see posters and print-ads for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. how come photobucket is always down when I browse in my laptop? shit-ness :p&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4020326866396150997?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4020326866396150997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4020326866396150997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4020326866396150997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4020326866396150997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/06/crap-talking-booze-ness.html' title='Crap talking: Booze-ness'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4053358790907685807</id><published>2009-06-18T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:47:03.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drag me to hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boracay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witching hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='object dock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogskin'/><title type='text'>10 Things why I haven't blogged in eons</title><content type='html'>10. Gone with the wind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought 'll be wasting my sunny days away rolling in bed. Dead wrong. Because the thought of them &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*sister, siopao and cousins*&lt;/span&gt; rolling and spending time in warm and fuzzy sand is unbearable, so i packed and went. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Boracay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, you must be wondering why I single-out Bora. Its because my siopao of a brother wondered what a swimming digicam looked like. And this pictures were the only ones I uploaded before the cam went swimming. My mother went from amazement, bewilderment to unpeakable rage just within the span of 5 seconds. hahaha!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*toasted siopao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptVZEZq5I/AAAAAAAAAek/NQIqoe7j5s8/s1600-h/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptVZEZq5I/AAAAAAAAAek/NQIqoe7j5s8/s400/DSC01080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707721729911698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptVPrz3oI/AAAAAAAAAec/f3TiOXayVb4/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptVPrz3oI/AAAAAAAAAec/f3TiOXayVb4/s400/DSC01045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707719210851970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptU5Uj9XI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Z2a1zstXKVg/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptU5Uj9XI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Z2a1zstXKVg/s400/DSC01044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707713207760242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxJV0E6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EjUe5AqXlRM/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxJV0E6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EjUe5AqXlRM/s400/DSC01098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349013862776837026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super Dirty! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxG4KX_I/AAAAAAAAAfU/czTa-UMhywQ/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxG4KX_I/AAAAAAAAAfU/czTa-UMhywQ/s400/DSC01094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349013862115598322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this one :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxmKGL3I/AAAAAAAAAfs/cZi1ihUTx9o/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxmKGL3I/AAAAAAAAAfs/cZi1ihUTx9o/s400/DSC01130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349013870512320370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxb5TBEI/AAAAAAAAAfk/vAoLMhQU2qs/s1600-h/DSC01106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjuDxb5TBEI/AAAAAAAAAfk/vAoLMhQU2qs/s400/DSC01106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349013867757503554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Drag me to Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, moo~, I'll never be swayed again. Its damn right scary, the old woman is. And to those who forced me to spend hundred bucks, I'll drag all of you to Hell - you know who you are! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXUfDr7tI/AAAAAAAAAcU/x6szqtNLgFs/s1600-h/drag_me_to_hell_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXUfDr7tI/AAAAAAAAAcU/x6szqtNLgFs/s400/drag_me_to_hell_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348683516901846738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dorm alone XD~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no one in dorm, scared me some more. I'm regretting I went home earlier that planned and because I was in second floor were students mostly I'm not used to eerie silence. Rather than ignoring the paranoia I just forced myself to sleep in vain. As a result I sometimes wake up sullen and bitchy. yea~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Seventh time around :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah speaking of dorm, for the love of God I moved again for the umpteenth time. My 7th time in 6 years. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**But thruth be told, I love moving around**&lt;/span&gt; This time Im back in a dorm because for some &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*actually alot, denial dear*&lt;/span&gt; reason I can't stand being in an apartment where miracle happens when you actually knew your neighbor and vice versa. I love chaos and there's plenty here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJTs6AjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/FrggStvTpac/s1600-h/DSC00709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJTs6AjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/FrggStvTpac/s400/DSC00709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348695419502854706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The facade :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXVHvTkuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/XT-Rmqw39ao/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXVHvTkuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/XT-Rmqw39ao/s400/DSC00735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348683527822217954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very cute gate modeled by apple X@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJQwm56I/AAAAAAAAAc8/kvbxCfSLVTk/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJQwm56I/AAAAAAAAAc8/kvbxCfSLVTk/s400/DSC00739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348695418713073570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSn0aB2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/_AMd40v7Pjg/s1600-h/DSC00764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSn0aB2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/_AMd40v7Pjg/s400/DSC00764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706574638122850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to second Floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSUtBFGI/AAAAAAAAAds/tML8Lwf0684/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSUtBFGI/AAAAAAAAAds/tML8Lwf0684/s400/DSC00763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706569506853986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSEDadUI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ySm4TcRxZiA/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSEDadUI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ySm4TcRxZiA/s400/DSC00760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706565037389122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiKO2fqsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/alS6QmwIP0M/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiKO2fqsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/alS6QmwIP0M/s400/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348695435380763330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going third floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSDnzaKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/CI1kYrxNNhk/s1600-h/DSC00761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSDnzaKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/CI1kYrxNNhk/s400/DSC00761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706564921583778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laundry area. But then again Im more familiar with laundry shops. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJxPvnGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/oD5VTkuuPnU/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJxPvnGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/oD5VTkuuPnU/s400/DSC00756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348695427433602146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJntLSBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wn3jeT0GL0w/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpiJntLSBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wn3jeT0GL0w/s400/DSC00752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348695424872695826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabinet in my room which quite puzzled me. Why in the name of practicality did they have to cut the cabinet in half? Now they can just put partitions inside to have more space right, than go all the trouble of making it two mini cabinets. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*I asked but then i was laughed at, hmmmm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXUp_zinI/AAAAAAAAAcc/vn-GO6xcLr4/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXUp_zinI/AAAAAAAAAcc/vn-GO6xcLr4/s400/DSC00706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348683519838358130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptUsAPULI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lWvLWetUAvc/s1600-h/DSC00795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptUsAPULI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lWvLWetUAvc/s400/DSC00795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707709632860338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSwVoN7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/gccZJrgCZb4/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpsSwVoN7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/gccZJrgCZb4/s400/DSC00792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706576924948402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partrick Star! newly dry cleaned because the peach-orange color turned muddy already. buhehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptUhIwX4I/AAAAAAAAAeE/KRYiQ39Cf2E/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptUhIwX4I/AAAAAAAAAeE/KRYiQ39Cf2E/s400/DSC00793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707706715791234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ohana means family and family means to go and multiply. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hammy just gave birth, take that! I didn't even know they do the deed and I absolutely am clueless the girl-hammy was pregnant. I thought she was just fat! Ah moo~ I should reevaluate my capacity as a pet owner. hihi! Pictures of the bundle of joy later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Witching hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly absolutely fantastically bewitching. It is more than it means. It is more than the witches and supernatural and goth and what it portrays it to be. No, it is much much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Hook, line and shinker, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXUNrGFSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/rc7W9CPSMlc/s1600-h/13123686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjpXUNrGFSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/rc7W9CPSMlc/s400/13123686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348683512235300130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Blogskin and Object Dock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I am entirely obssessed with Object dock &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*i love how your interface will look like Mac*&lt;/span&gt; and i'm editing my new blogskin so I can't spare a will to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Crash and Burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My claptop crashed.Finally. I know for sometime now that my laptop willed itself to crash, thank god it has some decency to hint and leave a tell. Now, there's nothing you can do with this right? buhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lazy ass. I'm a lazy ass that's what I am. I just can't muster any motivation to blog when procrastination is sweet. boo!! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it strucked me to blog more often though I don't know if I can. I'm weak from all of this  really. bleee~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4053358790907685807?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4053358790907685807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4053358790907685807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4053358790907685807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4053358790907685807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/06/10-things-why-i-havent-blogged-in-eons.html' title='10 Things why I haven&apos;t blogged in eons'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SjptVZEZq5I/AAAAAAAAAek/NQIqoe7j5s8/s72-c/DSC01080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-8483850195002216449</id><published>2009-05-21T10:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:49:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only once in an eclipsed moon I update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I cannot write something that does not contain any rubbish talk like what the hell I've been up to or like a constant chatter about the smallest detail of my life&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; **you know twitter-like haha!**&lt;/span&gt; I've been meaning too, to let certain people know how I've managed my life now that I became an adult or am I still the idiot I once am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's effing frustrating how I can't write a paragraph now that does not include words like building system, work summary, estimate bidding form or materials quality control &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**part-time work**&lt;/span&gt;. Being an adult comes with its own perks and pressure like my aggressive goal to million what I earn. HAH!! How I wish to the moon I can still waste the night away and come to school late and just photocopy what I must learn. hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been so boring lately I can't help but think what was I doing a year ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than procrastinating and feeling miserable about my recent grade, I was probably hanging out with friends and wondering what I would be doing now. Maybe still catching some sleep. Sleep was precious way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Years ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely competing with daem in plate projects. Memorizing those crazy dance moves in P.E  and planning the next gimmick in the pretense of site visit. Procrastinating again -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunbathing the roasting heat of midday and donned in white T-shirt and fatigue stiffening my whole body to look like a true-blue Cadette officer. Worrying about crushes, boys, high school drama and a bad case of acne. I was just Adie the softball captain and fighting for the attention of the baseball captain was everything. Hehe!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**I was never reserved with my emotions then not like now and I can flirt to oblivion. where was all of my impulsiveness gone?**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the snotty little brat who likes to gang up her younger sister. And worrying is just a pain in the ass. Cartoon network was like the next best thing and Play station. Must I've been wondering about all of this, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay....who knows what I'll be like the next time I feel like writing about myself again.hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ja ne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 22, 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cut my Rapunzel hair and it's effing short now. Shoulder length and super layered. Its like what I sported back then only better and super better. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to cut the ugly part and the hairdresser was horrified when he saw i'm harboring an abominable dead hair. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**must be a taboo in his world**&lt;/span&gt; When I hinted he will cut it bob style I instantly bolted out. He must have realized there's no way in this third world place I will sport a do' like that. No effing way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorm people said I look decent and like a girl now. what?! So, all the while I look like a walking asexual being? Hate chuu XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister strongly insisted on taking a photo of me and put it on her blog. Fucking no. I'm the only one can abuse her and do the things she must have dreamed of doing to me as a retribution. deal with it -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-8483850195002216449?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/8483850195002216449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=8483850195002216449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8483850195002216449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8483850195002216449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-once-in-eclipsed-moon-i-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-5094941689298116264</id><published>2009-05-18T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:12:06.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grilling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samal island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snorkelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biology 101'/><title type='text'>The chronicles of the retrieved pictures chapter 2: Bioloy 101</title><content type='html'>An acquaintance pointed out not so long ago why I bother with long posts and its making readers &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**like her obviously**&lt;/span&gt; strained reading it. Does she think I cared? I blog to please myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a response this should cover it. hehe! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another batch of retrieved pictures. This time our pseudo-excursion under the name of BIO 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick summary; because  we were obliterating one by one until graduation &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**blame of the maths in the world**&lt;/span&gt; we were reduced to 9 students who still hasn't taken up BIO 101 and its pretty estranged listening to the 20, 000 leagues under the sea were you're down to 9 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed merge with the group of freshmen but all of my classmates turned up one by one at the pier in the pretense on camaraderie &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;**this was one of those moments when WE feel obligated to come because the call of beach + free = fun were very intense**&lt;/span&gt; after we thought they won't come at all. And to think I encourage **hence begged** half of them when they already planned out the beach invasion beforehand. hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy people. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-ggrU6rI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HsWlK2d8bOk/s1600-h/bio070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-ggrU6rI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HsWlK2d8bOk/s400/bio070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386218217728690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usutsuki!&lt;/span&gt; And to think I pleaded you to come and all the while you planned to?! grr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9o0XqpKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rJnLdQpudi8/s1600-h/bio068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9o0XqpKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rJnLdQpudi8/s400/bio068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333385261431301282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first boat was ours the second was the freshmen's. And I don't exactly recall where we are, my teacher lost me at the mention of scuba diving. XD  Well, behold the wonder of Samal Island, or so they say. hehe! And yes it is white sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HhN5xCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rxqkjZQEoYY/s1600-h/bio016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HhN5xCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rxqkjZQEoYY/s400/bio016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333384689354392610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snorkeling!!! I know how to dive mind you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**how come I don't when there's a big dam just in the outskirt of our town**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HSjGMhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5TS-saWTfVI/s1600-h/bio012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HSjGMhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5TS-saWTfVI/s400/bio012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333384685416755730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HF4WBkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_BdPgULFQ4s/s1600-h/bio011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HF4WBkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_BdPgULFQ4s/s400/bio011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333384682016212546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**one of the things you pick up when you were together for almost 5 years and seeing each other's faces everyday was that never show any pound of flesh than you normally show to further fed the ero-ero infested minds of the highly libido-ed individuals. we can never forget how thick skinned they are! daem I doubt you're one of them but who knows? you have the same genetic structure. hehe!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_hKGvX2I/AAAAAAAAASc/xZxum3L32kk/s1600-h/DSC05368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_hKGvX2I/AAAAAAAAASc/xZxum3L32kk/s400/DSC05368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333387328850190178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HknKh7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UIaBbAeylCA/s1600-h/bio048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HknKh7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UIaBbAeylCA/s400/bio048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333384690265655218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the advantages of them showing up? They come bearing food!! ahaha. Now Maam whose name escaped me, who says they're trouble? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HknKh7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UIaBbAeylCA/s1600-h/bio048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9HknKh7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UIaBbAeylCA/s400/bio048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333384690265655218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla and Marga enjoying their grilling. Carl, if I knew better I won't ever believe you cooked something edible. well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9oWrVVII/AAAAAAAAAQc/oeHGnGi8ly0/s1600-h/bio052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9oWrVVII/AAAAAAAAAQc/oeHGnGi8ly0/s400/bio052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333385253460726914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing better than grilled bangus coupled with savoury spicy sauce than i guess an equally mouthwatering hunk in trunks strolling along the beach. hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9oxzJN5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/gSHMCTX522c/s1600-h/bio053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9oxzJN5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/gSHMCTX522c/s400/bio053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333385260741244818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9oy5nmiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HZHgvmM_C-A/s1600-h/bio054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9oy5nmiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HZHgvmM_C-A/s400/bio054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333385261036837410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9n2hvyuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/1kJhqiS-Pns/s1600-h/bio051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP9n2hvyuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/1kJhqiS-Pns/s400/bio051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333385244830583522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the others were busy cataloging the forgotten BIO project we were busy playing around. Well, the food evens out the fare so we just asked them to remember all those they did under and along the sea or so we thought they actually did. vague...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_gzP666I/AAAAAAAAASU/XqSdjnYBtg8/s1600-h/DSC05366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_gzP666I/AAAAAAAAASU/XqSdjnYBtg8/s400/DSC05366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333387322714680226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_ggWAUbI/AAAAAAAAASM/SR0mLbRW23o/s1600-h/DSC05363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_ggWAUbI/AAAAAAAAASM/SR0mLbRW23o/s400/DSC05363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333387317639926194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5oBCBVI/AAAAAAAAASE/rEh5Gxk415g/s1600-h/DSC05362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5oBCBVI/AAAAAAAAASE/rEh5Gxk415g/s400/DSC05362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386649684542802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5uwCNEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hmwOEpqtlKw/s1600-h/DSC05361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5uwCNEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hmwOEpqtlKw/s400/DSC05361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386651492299842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5VGSiCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eRUn3Tvm9tk/s1600-h/DSC05358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5VGSiCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eRUn3Tvm9tk/s400/DSC05358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386644606322722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the boat home. Everyone was dead tired and asleep but we still manage to capture the moment before sunset and the calmness of the sea. Breathtaking, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5RdBBxI/AAAAAAAAARs/UzHxQ1L_23A/s1600-h/cute2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5RdBBxI/AAAAAAAAARs/UzHxQ1L_23A/s400/cute2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386643627902738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5KeKSzI/AAAAAAAAARk/I7raJLsfNlU/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-5KeKSzI/AAAAAAAAARk/I7raJLsfNlU/s400/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386641753656114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were provided with great view for our attempt to emo-ness of course. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_hAIfAiI/AAAAAAAAASk/7J_PdSEgQQQ/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_hAIfAiI/AAAAAAAAASk/7J_PdSEgQQQ/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333387326173151778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_7prnR_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/oPtOyN2mxjg/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_7prnR_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/oPtOyN2mxjg/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333387784002947058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_haJLFeI/AAAAAAAAASs/5Y-RZxNdyWo/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP_haJLFeI/AAAAAAAAASs/5Y-RZxNdyWo/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333387333155362274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Side story: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know what you did last field trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go swimming again after, this time in swimming pool. If these people were high on energy booster I don't know but, I never had any intention of going. Tiredness is a symptom of aging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never heard of their chatter about this the day after. I don't know the details but........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS HAPPENED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-gwm2v0I/AAAAAAAAARM/hRyWmh2vN0c/s1600-h/bio095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-gwm2v0I/AAAAAAAAARM/hRyWmh2vN0c/s400/bio095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386222493941570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder! Goodness, who died and made them the next bunch of those shameless pseudo-hunks on TV?!! am laughing my ass of really. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**staring too long will cause an intracranial pressure followed by seizure and will result in sudden death**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQAXfDMGXI/AAAAAAAAATE/DjGYp1P7VUc/s1600-h/bio129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQAXfDMGXI/AAAAAAAAATE/DjGYp1P7VUc/s320/bio129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333388262185376114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eda Karla Rodriguez, star student. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pag-asa ng bayan&lt;/span&gt;. went crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQAXag296I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RXLlfLPLjck/s1600-h/bio092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQAXag296I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RXLlfLPLjck/s320/bio092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333388260967643042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the only ones I manage to snagged before they went to great lengths to retrieve the pictures scattered! hahaha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**The traitor were among them and budget for classroom espionage could feed a mid-size classroom. BWAHAHAHA!!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-hNzFGfI/AAAAAAAAARU/1UpXc83kMgU/s1600-h/bio119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-hNzFGfI/AAAAAAAAARU/1UpXc83kMgU/s400/bio119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386230329842162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-g5qLw_I/AAAAAAAAARE/cw_nr8PAtjw/s1600-h/bio090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-g5qLw_I/AAAAAAAAARE/cw_nr8PAtjw/s400/bio090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386224923821042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it all happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-hKj2_yI/AAAAAAAAARc/XPIsgcG1rmg/s1600-h/bio149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-hKj2_yI/AAAAAAAAARc/XPIsgcG1rmg/s400/bio149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333386229460696866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brings amusement to us the misfortune of others. hehe! Rai-rai nearly send a great fortune of these pix for our batch's yearbook. They made a devil's bargain I suppose. Retribution comes to those who wait. Sweet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. eds, gomeeeen!!! hehehe what can I do? its your misfortune these pictures were retrieved. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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/5613095705102894074-5094941689298116264?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/5094941689298116264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=5094941689298116264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5094941689298116264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5094941689298116264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/05/chronicles-of-retrieved-pictures.html' title='The chronicles of the retrieved pictures chapter 2: Bioloy 101'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgP-ggrU6rI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HsWlK2d8bOk/s72-c/bio070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-2001303889293365270</id><published>2009-05-15T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:25:21.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='construction'/><title type='text'>Crossroads of Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm liking this words. Watching  re-runs of Avatar does some good to my vocabulary. hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard it is to be a professional bum, I wonder. I'm officially a bum now. And I'm currently learning the ways of being a bum. I thought my back-up plan was good, but what I didn't expect was that fate's plan was even better. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm left with the option to either use my savings &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*which I painstakingly endure meriendas*&lt;/span&gt; or to work in call centers. hehe! WHAT?! With jobs available to my line of work, I'll be eating my hammies in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not that i'm totally out of option, my father gave me one. And he's the reason i'm in this predicament. If I still want my allowance I'd have to work for him in the construction. Money's in the construction, his words. And I'll be my own boss. He also won't share with the profits of small projects he will give me. VERY TEMPTING! The catch? Construction will be my death bed in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overview: FATHER only bids in projects offered in south cotabato, which means it's in rebel infested areas. Laborers and the et cetereas don't respect me least follow me. I have a problem commanding someone older than me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*geezers*&lt;/span&gt;. And I tasted all of this twice when poverty was unbearable during holidays and summers. Goodness, I always get yelled at by Father not because of incompetence but because i'm a wimp, I'm at loss at how to yell and straighten their butts out. And you know how I think yelling at someone who doesn't move the way you want them to is a pain in the ass. hehe! I have authority issues. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I experienced once being the project manager of a small project in Sariff Aguak, a solar dryer. It's in Muslim area, but I don't have anything against Muslims, except that water and oil doesn't really mix in together. You know how people get funny when it comes to religion &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*touchy topic*&lt;/span&gt;. They worked just before 2pm and expected to be paid a days worth. The laborers were another thing, they kept bothering an advance even though they're overd ropped. The wives and children does the trick though. What?! How can I refused them when they had puppy-eyes and sob stories??? I lost half the income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, seems like I can't move on with that past ordeal. If I can't deal with it sooner or later I'll be the one moving on in thy kingdom come out of hunger. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still up with call centers though. Beggars can't be choosers right? Night jobs are not a big deal to me. I've been used to live in nighttime too besides Im miserable in daytime. hehe! The promised of high salary still deludes my mind. You know, the frenzy of anticipating lotsa money on the 15th circling my mind. But then again, my sideline &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*autocad*&lt;/span&gt; beats call center. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhaaha.....penniless is mortifying, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ne?&lt;/span&gt; I can't believe lotsa people opt for being a bum as a career choice. And I also can't believe why my mind still refuse to comprehend that there's no easy money. hahaha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mataku, &lt;/span&gt;haven't I learned &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*and watched*&lt;/span&gt; over and over again the teachings of Patrasche and REMI and Edward-kun &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Srgt. Keroro cited*&lt;/span&gt; the principle of Equivalent Trade? That enable to gain something you must present something of equal value. *bow* Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-2001303889293365270?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/2001303889293365270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=2001303889293365270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/2001303889293365270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/2001303889293365270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/05/crossroads-of-destiny.html' title='Crossroads of Destiny'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4231361147148282841</id><published>2009-05-10T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:22:37.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers day'/><title type='text'>a day off :)</title><content type='html'>After thinking trice, I decided I'll have this page to my good old’ mother because I realized that she’s a one hell of a woman. There is no dull moment with her. Actually the real reason behind this was I remembered her long and explosive STORY-TELLING about her recent victims— I mean detractors. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about we start this with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mother is awesome, she breathes fire, owns a very big and sturdy-looking fork—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;figuratively speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, an aura as huge as all of us combined and she towers most of the people we knew which makes her formidable and would make my point seem literal".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mother is my father's yang; father is the water and my mother, the DRAGON. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall back in my elementary days how terrified I am with her that I don’t even invite friends over. She was really scary and I mean REALLY scary. My older brothers were scared of their wits when mother &lt;span&gt;incarcerated &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*I love using that word*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; them in a dark storage together with our unfriendly dog when they tried to off the dog’s family by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;‘accidentally’&lt;/span&gt; drowning them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**it was so cool at that time until they were caught**&lt;/span&gt;, when she hanged me in the feet upside down because I gave all of our dinner to my cats, when she forced-kneel my sister in mongo beans under the scorching heat in front of her boyfriend because my sister secretly took our car and drive around town in the middle of the night and went home early in the morning the day after &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*stupid!*&lt;/span&gt; or when she stripped my younger brother all of his clothes and forced kneel him in from of us with all his crowning glory erecting in embarrassment &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*teenager, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ultra stupid&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; because my brother was ultra lazy to include the used clothes in the hamper and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;use&lt;/u&gt; the used clothes&lt;/span&gt; again the next day for an unknown reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? she's ultra scary and she doesn't even have to raise her voice. Just her chilly and nerve-standing glare is enough to make us scuttle.........including father! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the odd thing is, the only employees who actually liked working with mother are Dodong and Bam-bam with the H. I can comprehend the logic behind bham-bham's mystery. He is the most resilient person I know. He can actually dismiss my mother's fearsome rambling and even make good out of it &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*the ingenuity of the person!*&lt;/span&gt; but I don’t really know how to explain about Dodong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the most timid person in the block and very very susceptible to bullying. At first I thought 'maybe he's just scared," but he proved US wrong when he even hauled his huge family to work for mother in the farm. HAH! Scarcity beats fear! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, mother isn't that all bad. As far as I know she's the only person who can hover and never gets you annoyed. Oh, it's brilliant, she can hover all day. hehe! But now I guess she's a little tamed with us. She can't bully my big brothers anymore &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*ahmm, no smooching, no cuddling and no spoiling of grandchildren. genius!*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're good with disappearing act now because WE know she can't stand to have father all by herself nowadays. And with all Papi's love maneuvers and ero-ero speeches, figures! hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mamita, for all of our much remembered hostile memories of the past, remember WE CARE.........sometimes! hehe. Of course we do. Right? HAPPY EFFING MOTHER'S DAY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgbQB-_efJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/zZhSkc3mogs/s1600-h/15648-Big-Male-Pro-Wrestler-Holding-Flowers-With-Happy-Mothers-Day-Text-Clipart-Illustration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgbQB-_efJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/zZhSkc3mogs/s400/15648-Big-Male-Pro-Wrestler-Holding-Flowers-With-Happy-Mothers-Day-Text-Clipart-Illustration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334179541174615186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. we also learned the art of persuasion and manipulation applicable to situation where she could condemn us to death without being judged. We learned from the best and who experienced real-life situations where he had to do his damnest best to persuade you he's not fooling around! hahahhaha......Papi, get a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4231361147148282841?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4231361147148282841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4231361147148282841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4231361147148282841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4231361147148282841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-off.html' title='a day off :)'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgbQB-_efJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/zZhSkc3mogs/s72-c/15648-Big-Male-Pro-Wrestler-Holding-Flowers-With-Happy-Mothers-Day-Text-Clipart-Illustration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4220281456743958595</id><published>2009-05-02T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:28:26.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tripod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swirl effects'/><title type='text'>Swirly bits :@</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yatta!&lt;/span&gt; I finally mastered the art of swirling pictures. LOL. It’s really easy you know when you also have an awesomeness in photography like me. You just have to set your cam to night mode &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*usually with good digicams night mode needs a tripod or not*&lt;/span&gt;, focus then click. Don’t worry your cam will do the job for you then, you have a swirling effect on your picture! Easy right? Of course, there’s no bloody steady hand can prevent from saying after 5 seconds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; However said: “Try and try until you die” kudos! My 8th time, perfect.XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzSTxLaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YDwsFaSAbkU/s1600-h/DSC00780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzSTxLaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YDwsFaSAbkU/s400/DSC00780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333398635406241186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzr9UF_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/QdwAiIiTsPU/s1600-h/DSC00782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzr9UF_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/QdwAiIiTsPU/s400/DSC00782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333398642291382258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously steadied my hands as long as I can. Its not blurry but the lights swayed. Yehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzk2YnfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JCus0nvJ1Vk/s1600-h/DSC00783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzk2YnfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JCus0nvJ1Vk/s400/DSC00783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333398640383270386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This time I tried standard lighting with night mode effect, but I deliberately shook the cam the moment I captured it. PURRR-fect!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJz4Yd28I/AAAAAAAAAUU/OccsjfPUb6M/s1600-h/DSC00784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJz4Yd28I/AAAAAAAAAUU/OccsjfPUb6M/s400/DSC00784.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333398645626493890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken by sister &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*jealousy*&lt;/span&gt;. She really swung the camera to oblivion because she can’t do it properly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**I-click ba naman muna bago i-shake. May 2 sec interval pa yan ha? Adik na bata, haha**&lt;/i&gt; Well, it turned out good. Neng, BRAVO!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzBDEQAI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ByYduYx_0dU/s1600-h/DSC00773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzBDEQAI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ByYduYx_0dU/s400/DSC00773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333398630772785154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; town. This was taken out of frustration because we miss the dragon parade and all. Not intentional, well all of our pictures that night turned out blurry or like this one. Kind of expected with my mom’s killing aura and all &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*we dragged her there out of nothing*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIuvqT4lI/AAAAAAAAATU/jqC_Dh_bh4I/s1600-h/DSC00747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIuvqT4lI/AAAAAAAAATU/jqC_Dh_bh4I/s400/DSC00747.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333397457874444882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIueMnI0I/AAAAAAAAATM/Z31ziyXWUS8/s1600-h/DSC00745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIueMnI0I/AAAAAAAAATM/Z31ziyXWUS8/s400/DSC00745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333397453186474818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids this age can’t read proper English. Either you enlarge it the size of the moon or embossed it with gold, you can’t help the growing urges to touch the water fountain...……..with swirling lights……..and unpredictable water surges and interchangeable lights. Restrain is not one of a child's strong point. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIvKehLXI/AAAAAAAAATs/nYm4mh4D5jE/s1600-h/DSC00759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIvKehLXI/AAAAAAAAATs/nYm4mh4D5jE/s400/DSC00759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333397465072741746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIvIER_TI/AAAAAAAAATk/Ui67eEVtpHQ/s1600-h/DSC00756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIvIER_TI/AAAAAAAAATk/Ui67eEVtpHQ/s400/DSC00756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333397464425823538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIuhC9i2I/AAAAAAAAATc/hWqMk0O2xLQ/s1600-h/DSC00755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQIuhC9i2I/AAAAAAAAATc/hWqMk0O2xLQ/s400/DSC00755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333397453951306594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! easy-peasy this effect-effect thingie. just follow thesteps and you'll be a pro in no time. Just don't mention photoshop. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my eyes is also swirling right now. I'm in the middle of editing thousands of pictures XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4220281456743958595?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4220281456743958595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4220281456743958595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4220281456743958595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4220281456743958595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/05/swirly-bits.html' title='Swirly bits :@'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SgQJzSTxLaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YDwsFaSAbkU/s72-c/DSC00780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-47583443384054948</id><published>2009-04-27T00:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:47:04.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hanging bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>The Chronicles of the Retrieved Pics chapter 1 : sa Kabukiran   :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Kuya Rodgie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and his super powers, he was able to retrieve EVERYTHING from my toasted hard drive. Everything down to the last questionable picture of someone searched on friendster and other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ero-ero&lt;/span&gt; things my brother searched on the net. Don’t worry &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Kuya Rodgie&lt;/span&gt; I’ll be honoring your superhero-ship even though I paid you big time. Hehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken three years ago I think and I can’t believe this was retrieved. I still looked like piglet, my younger sister was still without a boyfriend that’s why she was still tagging along, my brother was on the road of metamorphosing into a Siopao, and my older sister; well she still thinks that she can rake dollars in green pasture of the Philippines. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s our first time visiting the farm we never knew existed and about my father’s fancy to anything Marlboro-ic. There’s no house, no anything, neighbors was out of the question and father wanted us to spend the night there, go figure! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Si Thelmo jud oi*&lt;/span&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmmmm…….. . . . . . . . we thought it’s a smooth surface, you know level. Just imagine my mother going up and down these little hills. hehe! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Pissu mother*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXjvWRo8MI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xaQ85_Zeztc/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXjvWRo8MI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xaQ85_Zeztc/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329416136635773122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meteor Garden Bukid-style. The very first episode of our biga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0nQm2KI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1BY7um2AU-Y/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405231977912482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0nQm2KI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1BY7um2AU-Y/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, speaking of biga…….very evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0s6Vp6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/2kPfh08S-yw/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405233495123874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 312px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0s6Vp6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/2kPfh08S-yw/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0DMwQMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZrSZ7RYMKo0/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405222298075330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 335px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0DMwQMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZrSZ7RYMKo0/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I abandoned my destiny to be above a magnificent horse aside from the fact that he was neither. I’m still at loss up to now what he’s supposed to be; a minute horse? But that’s called a donkey right? And then there’s no saddle. I can feel its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every muscle&lt;/span&gt; as it moves and it’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very, very scary&lt;/span&gt;. He thought so too that’s why he bucked me off after a few meters it was horrible I looked like a falling pig. :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0OyBiAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/B6oDyHkTqH8/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405225407186946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 316px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0OyBiAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/B6oDyHkTqH8/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing really looked amazing from afar……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was better off that way, until you cross it. It was --- how do you describe it, vertigo? Very Highhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXao16XyAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/I9xHIo2HKxk/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329406129264379906" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 194px; height: 283px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXao16XyAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/I9xHIo2HKxk/s320/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXapJd6S4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/3aT47KtRa98/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329406134513716098" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 192px; height: 283px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXapJd6S4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/3aT47KtRa98/s320/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what’s the circumstances, if there’s a camera ----- pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZUSx8lwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/fxQMIaDe5mk/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404676724791042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZUSx8lwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/fxQMIaDe5mk/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_83.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scaredy-cats! My sister won’t even take one step further. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZTjFuYOI/AAAAAAAAANs/DW-wC8we7jU/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404663922843874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZTjFuYOI/AAAAAAAAANs/DW-wC8we7jU/s400/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I specifically asked the people below to focus only me, I don’t know who those “others” were, really. Goodness! I tried 2 more shots, but they won’t budge. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Mga addict sa picture-ran!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXaZH8wZHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bnan7sjLWPw/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405859228312690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 274px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXaZH8wZHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bnan7sjLWPw/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_95.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know those people behind me except the siopao and sister. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Mataku*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0USM23I/AAAAAAAAAOk/XxZOqCyUKGY/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405226884324210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZ0USM23I/AAAAAAAAAOk/XxZOqCyUKGY/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was done standing up. Because there’s no chair or even table around, to each his own. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZT_s1DjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/O9vMbi1efCY/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404671603052082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZT_s1DjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/O9vMbi1efCY/s400/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXaZBuUgCI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eikqvvE7bjw/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405857557151778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXaZBuUgCI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eikqvvE7bjw/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmmm, my sister's version of exhaustion. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*isa siyang isa't-kalahating OA! mana kay Thelmo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZUHP4P8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/0JXrJ_mXmyg/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329404673629110210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 272px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXZUHP4P8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/0JXrJ_mXmyg/s400/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day of biga &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*we begged Thelmo not to spend the night for heaven's sake!*&lt;/span&gt;, I'd still prefer to sleep in my incubator-like room against mosquito infested tent. This picture was really yellowish because it's already sunset but the background and I looked horribly pale so I just added a little extra color. muhehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXaZalNbcI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-xFD_dIyWWI/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329405864229825986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 314px; height: 235px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXaZalNbcI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-xFD_dIyWWI/s400/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we now have a house there Thelmo! End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-47583443384054948?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/47583443384054948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=47583443384054948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/47583443384054948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/47583443384054948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-to-kuya-rodgie-and-his-super.html' title='The Chronicles of the Retrieved Pics chapter 1 : sa Kabukiran   :('/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SfXjvWRo8MI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xaQ85_Zeztc/s72-c/Recovered_JPEGDigitalCamera_56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6265992834877879998</id><published>2009-04-25T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:44:59.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local channel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tayong dalawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abs-cbn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maala ala mo kaya'/><title type='text'>Too much cuteness can make people sick :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tse, if your not using your head once in your lifetime it will be filled with ‘shrooms! If not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shine dake boke&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw an episode of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Malala-ala mo Kaya&lt;/span&gt; on local TV and I can’t seem to ignore it. So they say if you can’t beat it, then just watch it. Ahahaha! Well, I sometimes watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;‘Tayong Tatlo’&lt;/span&gt; in ABS-CBN to indulge the corny-ness of hmmm…..can’t remember her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyho ahoho, the story is very very interesting aside from the fact that it’s a true story.&lt;br /&gt;The story goes around Nelia who------ ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moo!&lt;/span&gt; Yappari, can't do recaps. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Just that she knows that men will always be men and either you nagged yourself out you won’t change the way a person will be a bastard to thyself and others, you know. And spending time worrying about it is just a pain in the ass. So, every time a boyfriend cheats on her she either chants a couple of curses and move on or flips her hair doing a mental note on her next saloon visit and shouting ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;next please’&lt;/span&gt;! And of course sleeping together just because a monkey asked you the hoodoo words &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“show me how much you loved me”&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“don’t you love me?"&lt;/span&gt; She’s just sad that of all the men she met no one saw her worth, a woman’s worth. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*See? Women are from Venus and men are Aliens*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They say that men are pretty much a bastard (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aherm, don’t fuss about it&lt;/span&gt;) conform by our society’s twisted view of machismo. Meaning, we know that men will and always be a cheating bastard and we can’t do anything about it because men thought so too and do it anyway. Of course I have nothing against the opposite sex and I’ll always be saying this to escape trashing monkeys, I mean those who do not think they are. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, just the fact that those who nods and won’t comment words dangerous to my health are obliterating and are near extinction is horrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I don’t know what is more horrifying, my perpetual view that men are the level of potatoes or the above mention (see last sentence please). Hehehe! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciao-ssu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of your horoscope today that says: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Stress can lead to Baldness, but if you try not to be stressed, then that will make you stressed, so there’s nothing you can do”&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-6265992834877879998?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6265992834877879998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6265992834877879998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6265992834877879998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6265992834877879998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-much-cuteness-can-make-people-sick.html' title='Too much cuteness can make people sick :p'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7756051888721614046</id><published>2009-04-14T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:31:41.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Attack of the monster called NOTHING!!</title><content type='html'>Nothing good on TV. Burned-out playing Play Station. Nothing else left to do except lying around scratching my stomach while skimming the house. Oh look! The &lt;em&gt;fu-riiii-dge!!&lt;/em&gt; I know there is still some left-over chocolate moist from last night! Why don't I just stuff myself with this since I have nothing better to do than to sit on my lazy butt and try to make it wider?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. That was never a good idea. You have no idea how many times I drowned myself with green, red and rainbow-colored tea just to purge the former residents of the fridge out of my digestive system?! So I gave myself, ok you too if you feel the same way, options I can think of to indulge in than doing nothing and wondering what's inside the &lt;em&gt;fu-riii-dge&lt;/em&gt; during my 4-week vacation in work free-paradise - beyond the realm of chocolate moist, Goldilocks and everlasting spaghetti (&lt;em&gt;never did our fridge miss the absence of spaghetti since time immemorial&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#1 MONEY. MONEY. MONEYYYYY!!! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So, i've worried myself about not having anything to spend on my guilty pleasures during the hibernation--i mean VACATION because no amount of plea, tears and incoherent acting will convince my parents that i need money despite the fact that i'll probably be home most of the time. Damn skippy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did think about it. My parents gave me a little allowance to fatten myself. But did I ever actually work for the money i'm being given? (&lt;em&gt;Aside from the chores I do - which I shouldn't be asking money for!&lt;/em&gt; hahaha) Nope! &lt;strong&gt;So self, why the hell not get your ass a Job?&lt;/strong&gt; Right, be amiable to your parents once-in-a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2. WORK IT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, physical fitness does NOT automatically mean hoping to have the gorgeous body of a super model (&lt;em&gt;oh, well it's not bad for a bonus&lt;/em&gt;). It means having a body healthy enough to hopefully get you and me to our 115th birthday and keep our stomach indistinguishable from our boobs. hehe! And of course, one way to get there is forced &lt;strong&gt;EXCERCISE&lt;/strong&gt; and cramp our whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's exaggeration. I'll just think enrolling myself to a gym or better yet I'll kick some ass in Aikido, that way I'll be closer to achieving immortality!!! Well, no. But i'll be very busy to lie around scratching myself to sleep right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3. LEARN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of a big klutz when it comes to music. So, I think it's a fun way to forced myself to learn playing the piano and know how deaf-note I am. hahaha! But then again i'm dying to play Pachelbel's Canon in D Major and Bach and Schubert and Debussy! (&lt;em&gt;thunder!! ambisyosa!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4. LEARN AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More learning, but this time learn how to drive! But that doesn't mean I have to have a car of my own, just the fact that I know how to drive is enough. Coolness. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, main reason is that Father had been hinting that he wanted to give the big car to me. It is a pajero-like car and huge enough for me to drive. All I want as of now is a beetle car but then again, if they give the big car, then i'll graciously accept it (&lt;em&gt;pa-demure!&lt;/em&gt;) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I think i'm seriously thinking i'm going to do all that because i am now in a dangerous territory of facing the possibility of being taken by mind-numbing boredom - which simply cannot be allowed if I still want to fit in my current jeans! Hopefully in the nick of time I can use these strategies on (&lt;em&gt;cue: cheesy thundering voice&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;HOW TO DITCH BOREDOM!!&lt;/strong&gt; I just hope this will work or else I'll be buying myself another piece of jeans and tees!! grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7756051888721614046?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7756051888721614046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7756051888721614046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7756051888721614046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7756051888721614046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/04/attack-of-monster-called-nothing.html' title='The Attack of the monster called NOTHING!!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6181864996458251145</id><published>2009-04-12T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:31:50.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy week'/><title type='text'>Nightmare before Semana Santa!</title><content type='html'>Thank God for Holy Week because it grants wishes of person like me who are obsessed with singing their guts out. And of course to parents who are also equally annoyed by the constant begging of renting a karaoke machine so, they decided to celebrate Holy Week in our farm mainly because of the expected eruption of our crooning. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holy Week should be observed solemnly! Arigatoo!!&lt;/span&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it also served as a thanks-giving for the good harvest, i guess. And even though our house is super-mega far from the farm its worth it because the climate was chilling and we love it  and also for the fact that most of our workers, construction and farm, lived there. buhahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my sister and I&lt;/span&gt;) were deemed useless so we automatically became the 'caretaker' of those drooling rugrats. I hate the crib-midgets. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mooo!~&lt;/span&gt; I'm a control freak so when face with uncontrollable chaos I turn from yaya to monster. They are pushy and demanding and pushy and they're getting on my nerves. You know, it helps to yank out any kindness if all of them were cuddly and as cute as "come-here-let-me-bite-your-nose" kind of cute but unfortunately they were neither! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the gang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SeMhDosDlkI/AAAAAAAAANc/TjS48g726GE/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SeMhDosDlkI/AAAAAAAAANc/TjS48g726GE/s400/DSC00360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324135530827585090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I have an evil sister who likes to gang up little children. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buhahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVyzdAPWV8I/AAAAAAAAALg/3GBHM-PE4eo/s1600-h/DSC00375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVyzdAPWV8I/AAAAAAAAALg/3GBHM-PE4eo/s400/DSC00375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286297373488076738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, evil sister and I have been secretly stuffing them with food which sometimes need parental guidance. And since they flocked together like little puppies with a piece of bones we're quite happy to do it again and again. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The alien kid # 1. Happy with our services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmr8s3FI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QISFIJzBdfQ/s1600-h/DSC00365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmr8s3FI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QISFIJzBdfQ/s400/DSC00365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209578909621330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And alien kid # 2. Happy with our services too&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he's too obvious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmoomWBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yv6-pblLyTo/s1600-h/DSC00364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmoomWBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yv6-pblLyTo/s400/DSC00364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209578020001810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl's a bratenella and bratenella's deserve to be served with lemonade with something which I leave up to your imagination. Why? Why?! She has been kicking me every time I'm nearby and when I sat down with them out of exhaustion she pulled my hair its freakin painful. Goodness, just out of consideration she's a child, I led her out of our house and locked the door. I know she cried because she's the only kid outside (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I slammed the door in her face, I know it's cruel!&lt;/span&gt;) but I never opened the door even though my mother pinched me. hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spoiled Brat #1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmDFV6gI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7Yswpeg6uoU/s1600-h/DSC00363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmDFV6gI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7Yswpeg6uoU/s400/DSC00363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209567940012546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him I hate the most. He's a monster kid. I've been jokingly skidding him every time there's no people around. **does he know that jokes are half meant?!! **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spoiled Brat #2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjnD5KHhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uZziaaB-2_s/s1600-h/DSC00385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjnD5KHhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uZziaaB-2_s/s400/DSC00385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209585337212434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaah.....every time someone cries my hands are itching to return them to their mother's V!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, when everybody cried they'd become an orchestra it's a spectacular because it is always followed by my mother's screeching. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost strangle my sister because she'd been toying with this kid. She's 10 months old already and my sister's playing with her feeble attempt to stand up. And she doesn't like to be kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmJOaP_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/H2vFRc-z-LY/s1600-h/DSC00348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxjmJOaP_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/H2vFRc-z-LY/s400/DSC00348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209569588658162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffing them with food really works! buhahaha&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxm_JGdeaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GuH52TzpzPk/s1600-h/DSC00349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxm_JGdeaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GuH52TzpzPk/s200/DSC00349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286213297586928034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxm_BvppHI/AAAAAAAAALY/zUcG8udtZyk/s1600-h/DSC00351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxm_BvppHI/AAAAAAAAALY/zUcG8udtZyk/s200/DSC00351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286213295612208242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cuddly-bear is the only one I really like. He just wants to sleep and he thinks that crying and struggling is a pain in the ass. I second that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, he's already got a resigned look....:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxj4l_b2BI/AAAAAAAAALI/L7I0jJmFGLE/s1600-h/DSC00407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxj4l_b2BI/AAAAAAAAALI/L7I0jJmFGLE/s400/DSC00407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209886548121618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aftermath...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is the new version of singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxj4ioMIZI/AAAAAAAAALA/k9Rvy_B8ops/s1600-h/DSC00386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVxj4ioMIZI/AAAAAAAAALA/k9Rvy_B8ops/s400/DSC00386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209885645316498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the version of someone who swallows the mic so that nobody would even dare to snag the microphone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ven, sturi... hihi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SeM2UkDYWOI/AAAAAAAAANk/1LzYW9MS3s4/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SeM2UkDYWOI/AAAAAAAAANk/1LzYW9MS3s4/s400/DSC00418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324158911385196770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is still fun! I just hope my Mother would just stop trying to make a better person out of us. hehe! I was the one who was severely nagged at even though this is my sister's Modus Operandi and mother knows it very well, gahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy HOLY WEEK Minna!!!&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/5613095705102894074-6181864996458251145?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6181864996458251145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6181864996458251145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6181864996458251145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6181864996458251145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/04/nightmare-before-semana-santa.html' title='Nightmare before Semana Santa!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SeMhDosDlkI/AAAAAAAAANc/TjS48g726GE/s72-c/DSC00360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-2507312520134205084</id><published>2009-04-09T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:24:10.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A series of a very Unfortunate Black-outs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p 	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0in; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.spellmod 	{mso-style-name:spellmod;} span.spellver 	{mso-style-name:spellver;} span.ver 	{mso-style-name:ver;} span.verupdated 	{mso-style-name:verupdated;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;Now that I'm back in my dearly beloved hometown, I have so many reasons to curse this comatose town again. Aside from the fact that WE from Tropical Country suffers from Heat Stroke every summer, this town never failed to take part on Earth Hour: meaning we've been experiencing an insanely &lt;span title="Spelling error - suggestions: routinely, retinal, routine, routing, routines, rotational, ordinal, rational, Rodina, retina, roting, rottenly, routine's, routing's, rooting, rotting"&gt;&lt;span class="spellmod"&gt;habitual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; back-out every 11 am and 6 pm that last an hour or so. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span title="Possible spelling error - suggestions: OK, OJ, Oak, Oik, KO, OKs, Pk, K, O, AK, UK, Ox, Wok, OE, OH, OR, Ck, Oh, Oi, Or, Ow, Wk, Bk, Gk, Mk, OB, OD, ON, OS, OT, Ob, Os, Oz, SK, Of, Om, On, Op"&gt;&lt;span class="spellver"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I don't really mind AN INSANELY HABITUAL black-out but then again if black-out means no air conditioner and electric fan followed by Hell mode heat then HELL yeah, i'll declare a war. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if the Power Plant in Kabacan is still in repairs because of those Moro bombings (&lt;span title="Spelling error - suggestions: ammo, ahem, imam, Ahmad, Ahmed, Amman, AM, Am, am, Amen, amen, AMA, Ame, Ami, Amy, aim, arm, mam, mammy, mom, mum, ohm, ABM, ATM, Adm, amp, amt, Aime, Amer, Amie, Amii, Amur, Emma, Emmi, Emmy, army, Adam, Akim, Alma, Am's, Amby, Amil, Amos, Amye, Mommy, acme, aims, alum, amid, amok, arms, arum, atom, momma, mommy, mummy, ohms, Aimee, Aymer, armor, arm's, ohm's, ammo's, Ame's, Ami's, Amy's"&gt;&lt;span class="spellmod"&gt;shouts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; maybe a little!). I also don't care if we're not serviced by Meralco----what?! Hey, I care, and we &lt;span title="New sentences usually begin with a capital letter."&gt;&lt;span class="ver"&gt;should! we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; should. Why the hell Meralco didn't reach this far? (EMPHASIZED) So what if we're from the tip of the country? So what if this comatose town is infested with bombings and war-freaked MILF, Abu Syaff and MILITARIES??(&lt;span title="Spelling error - suggestions: he he, he-he, Hebe, Hewe, heme, here"&gt;&lt;span class="spellmod"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!) So what if this entry is totally insane due to Heat stroke and sweat from places dark and dingy? And I've been &lt;span&gt;mangled &lt;/span&gt;by a packed of heat-stroked mosquitoes again and again yet I still refuse to go back in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH!! So the point of the matter is if there is any in the first place, &lt;span title="" hptip=""&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; just suffering from this Hell hole and I hate black-outs and candle-lighted house because it reminds me of things not worth mentioning lurking in the dark and most of all this town sleeps at 8 pm!! I'm a city-girl by heart and it kills me to be back before &lt;span title="" hptip=""&gt;8 and&lt;/span&gt; routinely sleeps at 10, well who wouldn't? Don't tell me this isn't true? And don't you tell me you weren't out until the wee hours wasting the night away?! see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I want is for the power to be back, now &lt;span class="spellmod" title="Spelling error - suggestions: Na, nae, nah, nay, an, N, n, NBA, NRA, NS, Nam, Nan, Nap, Nat, nab, nag, nan, nap, BA, Ba, MA, ma, A, a, NE, NW, NY, Ne, Ni, No, no, nu, Ana, DNA, Ina, RNA, Una, NB, NC, ND, NF, NH, NJ, NM, NP, NR, NT, NV, NZ, Nb, Nd, Np, AA, CA, Ca, DA, GA, Ga, Ha, IA, Ia, LA, La, PA, Pa, Ra, SA, TA, Ta, VA, Va, WA, ca, ea, fa, ha, la, pa, ta, ya, N's, Na's"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! PLEASE BRING THE CURRENT BACK ALREADY!!!!!! &lt;span class="spellmod" title="Spelling error - suggestions: Greer, Gerrie, Gerri, Gerry, Grier, Guerrero, garroter, Guerra, gorier, Gerrard, Garry, Carrier, Currier, carrier, Garrard, Gr, gr, Garret, garret, grater, greyer, Gare, Geri, Gery, Gore, Grey, Kerr, gore, grew, grey, grue, error, rarer, Greer's, Garey, Gorey, Jerri, Jerry, Kerri, Kerry, carer, corer, crier, curer, Garrek, Garrot, Gerard, Gregor, Grover, grader, graver, grayer, grazer, griper, grocer, groper, grower, Carr, Curr, Gary, Gray, corr, giro, gory, gray, grow, guru, gyro, Gerri's, Gerry's, Grier's, Carri, Carry, Corri, Corry, Curry, Jorry, Karry, Korry, carry, curry, juror, Garrik, Garry's"&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-2507312520134205084?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/2507312520134205084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=2507312520134205084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/2507312520134205084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/2507312520134205084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/04/series-of-very-unfortunate-black-outs.html' title='A series of a very Unfortunate Black-outs!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-3093731760007770104</id><published>2009-04-06T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:04:02.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year Younger!! hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, another year and another numeral number changed in my age. Can I just move my birthday next year, so that Im still 22? hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why does it ALWAYS falls in, between or after Holy Week?! huh?!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-3093731760007770104?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/3093731760007770104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=3093731760007770104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3093731760007770104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3093731760007770104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-year-younger-hehe.html' title='Another Year Younger!! hehe'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-506009354911622333</id><published>2009-03-24T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:36:39.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; It's been more than a month since I've been able to blog. Wow, it's just amazing that it took me this long to endure the disconnection of our &lt;span class="ver" title="New sentences usually begin with a capital letter."&gt;&lt;span title="" hptip="If this is a new sentence, it should start with a capital letter." class="ver"&gt;internet. hahah&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;!! so, what happened this PAST month?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span class="spellver" title="Possible spelling error - suggestions: Hm mm, Hm-mm, HM, Hm, Hammy, Hymn, HMO, HMS, Ham, H'm, Hem, Him, Hum, Mam, Mom, Mum, Hume, Harm, Heme, Home, Homo, Hams, Helm, Hemp, Hems, Hims, Hm's, Hump, Hums, Imam, Ham's, Hem's"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I think its worthy to mention that I got my very first pay in January, but I'm unable to pay my Smart &lt;span class="ver" title=""&gt;Bro bill&lt;/span&gt;. The memory deludes me as to what happened after I got a hold of the check. Another thing is that it gave me the opportunity to do something I'd forgotten to do than to sit and stare the idiot box for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; My sister stopped bombarding us with long chat messages in the middle of the night (different time zone) and thank God mobile text message is expensive to the highest order. None of us actually wanted to take part in my sister's exaggerated marriage troubles that travel from the EAC 'dude' to the Great Davao Doctors Hospital. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; My mother bothers US a lot. Sending us stuff we don't actually use, dropping at our apartment with no apparent reason and well, mothering us &lt;span title="" hptip=""&gt;a LOT&lt;/span&gt;. What &lt;span title="" hptip=""&gt;do I liked&lt;/span&gt; about my fathe&lt;span title="" hptip=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;r? He never HOVERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The hamster got so fat when I removed the wheel and he lost his personal identity when my insane sister calls him with a different name every time. Now the name's BANANA. I don't bother to ask why anymore. And the &lt;span class="spellmod" title="Spelling error - suggestions: hammier, hammer, Jammie, Hymie, hammy, Cammie, Pammie, Sammie, Tammie, Hermie, jammier, Mamie, hammed, Ham, Jamie, ham, harmer, hemmer, homier, hummer, Amie, hamming, Hume, harm, heme, home, Hamid, Hamil, Cammi, Emmie, Halie, Pammi, Tammi, ramie, Hammad"&gt;hammie&lt;/span&gt; got manic disorder. Stupid &lt;span class="ver" title="New sentences usually begin with a capital letter."&gt;&lt;span class="ver" title="If this is a new sentence, it should start with a capital letter."&gt;hamster. heheh&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Anyway, I have so many &lt;span class="ver" title=""&gt;unpublished post.&lt;/span&gt; Relivance? &lt;span class="spellmod" title="Spelling error - suggestions: heehaw, heehaws, Helene, HRH, Hewe, here, Herve, Hewie, hedge, hewer, HHS, Hegel, Helge, heeded, heeled, henge, Hebe, Heep, Hohhot, heed, heel, heme, Heather, Hershey, hearse, heather, rehear, Hellene, Henrie, Hershel, Hesther, heathen, Heath, Heine, Hersh, Hesse, heath, heave, Helen, Hench, Herr, Hewet, heeds, heels, helve, hence, hewed, higher, Hew, her, hew, Heddie, Heidie, Herbie, Hermie, Hertha, Hettie, height, He, Hebe's, Hebert, Hecate, Helena, Heller, Herder, Herero, Hersey, Hervey, Hewe's, Hewett, Homere, Hughie, Hurlee, behave, behead, behove, cohere, he, header, healer, hearer, hearth, heater, heaths, heaver, heckle, heifer, heme's, hemmer, hepper, herder, here's, hereby, herein, hereof"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.....I'll insert it between the month I last &lt;span class="spellmod" title="Spelling error - suggestions: blagged, bogged, logged, clogged, flogged, slogged, blocked, bulged, boggled, belonged, bowlegged, bagged, begged, bodged, bugged, lagged, legged, lodged, lugged"&gt;blogged&lt;/span&gt; and now for the purpose of whatever purpose you can think of. Denial is out of the question please.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span class="spellver" title="Possible spelling error - suggestions: Hoary, Hooray, Horst, Hort, Hoyt, Hora, Hoorays, Horas, Hobart, Groat, Horace, Hora's, Hornet, Throaty, Hart, Hearty, Horrid, Heat, Orate, Hoorayed, Throat, Horatia, Horatio, Hat, Heart, Hoard, Hot, Rat, Croat, Howrah, Hurray, Hared, Hera, Hoot, Hurt"&gt;Horayt&lt;/span&gt;, am back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; P.S. I have &lt;span class="spellmod" title="Spelling error - suggestions: No, no, NOW, Noe, nor, now, nook, noon, nookie, Noah, Norw, nohow, nooky, noose, Ni, Ono, N, boo, moo, n, poo, NIH, Moon, Nico, Niko, Nomi, Noni, boon, mono, moon, nope, NE, NW, NY, Na, Ne, know, nu, NCO, Nov, nob, nod, non, nos, not, Koo, coo, foo, goo, loo, ooh, too, woo, zoo, NEH, nae, nah, nay, nee, new, NATO, Nero, No's, Noak, Noam, Nobe, Noby, Noel, Nola, Noll, Nome, Nona, Nora, Nova, Oona, coon, goon, loon, neon, node, noel, noes, none, norm, nose, nosh, nosy, note, noun, nous, nova, nowt, soon, Noe's, Noh's"&gt;nooooooo&lt;/span&gt; motivation to change my template really, and I hate it. Including myself.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-506009354911622333?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/506009354911622333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=506009354911622333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/506009354911622333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/506009354911622333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-it-is.html' title='March it is'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4432976400166509644</id><published>2009-01-04T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:46:13.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Sleeping Skeletons Lie</title><content type='html'>This is not something I would post on my blog or something I can share with anyone, even a content of my blog but this is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm such a liar! If a liar's pants will catch a fire then my whole body will. I lied big time because I only know of saving my own ass. Ok, honestly I lied pretty hard, I'm a hardcore liar. It's not some white lie that can be fended off just by saying 'just because' but an inflictive web of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I dodge cannons and bullets because one of the strings broke. I could come clean but, I STOOD BY IT because God knows I am not ready yet and  I will delay the inevitable up front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I heard those magic words I know someone hit bulls-eye and I hyperventilated for a split moment. I must be swift so I gather my remaining sanity to compose myself and in that kind of lie you got to keep repeating things over and over and over again for your words to sink in, to kind of catapult your story. My cardinal rule of lying..... kill the bastard, so its one less side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone would be very observant they can see my tell; how my voice reached 8 octave, how I immediately developed ADHD and how I painstakingly poured myself a half-full glass of New Year's leftover wine. I think my whole body convulsed and my heart kept pounding in my chest it's hard to breathe. It is not a wonderful feeling at all. My defenses automatically went up it is tiring and I'm always on guard. I think I just played dodge ball all by myself against a full player on the other side of the court. You either dodge or catch, it is extremely up to you how you play your card's well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been raising eyebrows from everyone if you're still reading this BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reasons may be a total shit and my righteousness may not adhere to an approved system of righteousness conformed by the society or anyone who throw sticks and stones but, I know I will stand by it not because what's done is done but because even if the circumstances were different, I will still choose what I have done and I guarantee you it's not just some pretty words. And I already know I messed up big time so cut me some slack. The ripples will meet me half way since the truth shall always and never fail to transpire and I will be set free of this but in God's time. I'm not just simply crossing the bridge when I get there, I will make my own. Lies spits mockery so I already bought my own umbrella just in case. whew! sooo deep! wuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!!!! Ok, I'm good now. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;American Idol Season 6 Marathon Auditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans are a bunch of retards seriously XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4432976400166509644?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4432976400166509644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4432976400166509644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4432976400166509644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4432976400166509644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-sleeping-skeletons-lie.html' title='Let Sleeping Skeletons Lie'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4311154970135844396</id><published>2008-12-27T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T04:15:42.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom test =))</title><content type='html'>A genuine test for bored people.  And bored people post this on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN ARE YOU(S)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single – no, I'm single&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy – yes, because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Energy&lt;/span&gt; mas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored – Nooooo&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you fair – are you blind? hello, i was born dark. -__-&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you Italian – yes. in my dreams most of the time&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you intelligent – YES!!! I'm impossibly smart&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you honest – Of course, in my own ways&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you nice – yes. According to my mother&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you Irish – what's that?&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you Asian – YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN FACTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full Name – Dawn B******in&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames – byuuuuti, adie, adielicious (dorm people), dai, baboy, tomboy -- and some other gibberish names&lt;br /&gt;3. Birth place - Philippines&lt;br /&gt;4. Hair color – Jet Black. or so I wish&lt;br /&gt;5. Natural hair style – Curly and Ugly. Starightened and Ugly&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye colour – Very Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;7. Birthday – Abril saiz&lt;br /&gt;8. Mood – I'm stoic so this doesn't apply.lol&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite color – Green.Black.Yellow&lt;br /&gt;10.One place you'd like to visit – Videoke Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE: &lt;/span&gt;(toinks!)&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been in love – yes. I fell in love with my hummies&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight – blasphemy&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you currently have a crush? – Yes. ohohoho&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally – who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken some one's heart – Yes. I'm impossibly beautiful I can't help it (thunder!!!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had your heart broken – not relevant&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them - no guts no Shame. that's my motto so NOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment - impossibly irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person you hugged – short-term memory&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person you said I love you to? – tv and laptop. image of Keannu Reeves so its technical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Love or lust – LUUUUUSSSST.......Love's overrated&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer – Orange juice XD&lt;br /&gt;3. Cats or dogs – Hamster&lt;br /&gt;4. A few best friends or any regular friends - I don't keep both. I'm a biaaatch. lol&lt;br /&gt;5. Creamy or Crunchy – Crunchy&lt;br /&gt;6. Pencil or Pen – Markers&lt;br /&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in - Wild Night with my romantic interest. wuuu so deep!&lt;br /&gt;8. Money or Happiness – are you crazy? MONEY&lt;br /&gt;9. Night or day – neither. =))&lt;br /&gt;10. IM or phone – Phone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh pasaload&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out – NO. I'm not SNAKING someone else. hohoho&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen a polar bear – is that the big, white huge teeth huge animal? of course NOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;3. Done something you regret – oh yiiiiiah&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped – I want to&lt;br /&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor – lol oh yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la pang &lt;/span&gt;5 min&lt;br /&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker – I wish to&lt;br /&gt;7. Been caught naked – sikrit!&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back – I don't recycle, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet – No, but missed yeah&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear –WHY would i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile or eyes - ishmile.XD&lt;br /&gt;2. Light or dark hair – Black hair&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugs or kisses – XOXO&lt;br /&gt;4.Shorter or taller – depends on the use.lol&lt;br /&gt;5. Intelligence or attraction – born with both (ambisyosa!!!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Topman or Zara – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wakaranai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny or serious – both&lt;br /&gt;8. Older or Younger – older&lt;br /&gt;9. Outgoing or quiet – Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;10. Sweet or Bad – Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd - Yes. humiliating =))&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for longer than an hour - duh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telebabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever tried walking on your hands – no reason to do so&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert – yes. duh.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been on a cheer leading team –  I don't contribute to male ego.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been on a dance team – yeah. i'm talented! bwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been on a sports team – softball. talented&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production – ahuh, public speaking subject&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley? – I collect them. free from shell, 100 coupons 1 toy car&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video? – never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN... LASTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last phone call you made - SISTER(:&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person you hugged – see 10 things 'bout life no. 9 sank you!&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you hung out with – Cousins(:&lt;br /&gt;4. Last time you worked – i work my stomach everyday&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you talked to – Sister again. she's everywhere&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you IM'd - no one&lt;br /&gt;7. Last person you texted – Mother, about going home&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person(s) you went to the movies with – Sister again2x&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person/thing you missed – ):my book&lt;br /&gt;10. Last website visited – d-addicts.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4311154970135844396?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4311154970135844396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4311154970135844396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4311154970135844396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4311154970135844396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/boredom-test.html' title='Boredom test =))'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7359332262988295384</id><published>2008-12-26T21:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:42:46.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digicam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sony Cybershot T700'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sony'/><title type='text'>Huli man daw at maganda basta GIFT, why not?!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I admit I wasn't really expecting any gifts from Mom and Dad (wuu, soo deep!!), errr from my parents but hey, it doesn't hurt to expect just a little-- so little it's not disappointing if there's nothing to expect at all. But it came in small box and it's the gorgeous thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dyarararannn~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVTz-7WqagI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2Mz6TxdhJww/s1600-h/IMG_0422-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVTz-7WqagI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2Mz6TxdhJww/s400/IMG_0422-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284116525222619650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Cybershot T700!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me it was bought way back when we went to SG but they waited till now to give it to me because they obviously thought this should be enough as present to two occasion. And they're right of course because I swear I won't bother them anymore with material things.....for now hehe! I fell in love with it. Sony got me with its attractive and amazing features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 10.1 effective megapixels&lt;br /&gt;• 4GB internal memory, stores up to 40,000 photos&lt;br /&gt;• Extra-large 3.5” touchscreen LCD (sister of I-phone!)&lt;br /&gt;• Just 16.4mm slim (15.2mm at thinnest point)&lt;br /&gt;• Slim, beautiful design with choice of five fashion colours&lt;br /&gt;• Powerful album functions to store, organise and share your photos PLUS a built-in editor that really makes the photos interesting&lt;br /&gt;• Smile Shutter automatically captures smiling faces&lt;br /&gt;• Beautiful portraits with Face Detection and Anti-blink technology&lt;br /&gt;• Easy web upload for sharing images on social networking sites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get my hands off it, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka-ness&lt;/span&gt; couldn't get enough either! yeah pissu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUKLHijpPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iPcSBly0reM/s1600-h/IMG_0417-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUKLHijpPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iPcSBly0reM/s320/IMG_0417-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140923907974386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUKLYwlXfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/V91wN96rvrA/s1600-h/IMG_0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUKLYwlXfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/V91wN96rvrA/s320/IMG_0423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140928530210290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot hot hot!! XD It's so pretty. I really thanked mother for choosing the hot color and remembering my crazy reaction to anything pink. Sank you mother!!! ahm, I couldn't do anything with the reflected light its not soo hot. (paris is this moi?!! hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUNyVtb8II/AAAAAAAAAKI/PVPMAwfcVRA/s1600-h/IMG_0430-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUNyVtb8II/AAAAAAAAAKI/PVPMAwfcVRA/s320/IMG_0430-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284144896261484674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUNxwiN8nI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Fj9Wm4AITZ8/s1600-h/IMG_0428-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUNxwiN8nI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Fj9Wm4AITZ8/s320/IMG_0428-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284144886282318450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, the LCD looked dirty, too many finger prints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUQwvbBH1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hlbrBlyCIjI/s1600-h/IMG_0436-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVUQwvbBH1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hlbrBlyCIjI/s200/IMG_0436-2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284148167338696530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Product testing is tantamount to camwhoring and this is my happy face. Yeah, my happy pose is my OA pose. Bwhahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internal storage' full of my face but lets leave it to another post; the return of the biga. Ahhh...if you're still reading this and still wasn't impressed. Let's just say this Cybershot has its own instant photoshop. I know I got you with photoshop so lower down that poor eyebrows and google it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE MY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -tsup-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7359332262988295384?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7359332262988295384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7359332262988295384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7359332262988295384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7359332262988295384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/huli-man-daw-at-maganda-basta-gift-why.html' title='Huli man daw at maganda basta GIFT, why not?!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SVTz-7WqagI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2Mz6TxdhJww/s72-c/IMG_0422-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4699775512584299632</id><published>2008-12-25T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:11:58.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Everyone!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphicsnow.com/" title="Orkut and MySpace Glitter Graphics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/glittergn/christmas/christmas008.gif" alt="Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphicsnow.com/christmas.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have a blessed Holiday everyone!! a lots of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;muah&lt;/span&gt; and -&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tsup&lt;/span&gt;-,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4699775512584299632?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4699775512584299632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4699775512584299632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4699775512584299632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4699775512584299632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas Everyone!!!!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/glittergn/christmas/th_christmas008.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7069442359504968134</id><published>2008-12-10T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T05:37:03.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ukay ukay'/><title type='text'>An epic battle between traffic and ukay-ukay</title><content type='html'>yay, it's been ages since I last blogged and let's blame Youtube and Photoshop for that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At wala na namang konek ang title sa pinagsasabi ko dito, yey sisihin ulit natin ang Youtube at Photoshop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoe, if it weren't for my sister's dire need of a silky blouse which costs dollars in the mall, then what's the cheapest way to find unique garment you're looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UKAY-UKAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, only in UK. And lots of cheap and amazing clothes if your budget only restricts to a hanky.  And I wouldn't know how much strain it is just by passing all those long and congested stores and keep looking upwards the whole time. (good stuff are hung an inch below the ceiling and i seriously don't know why) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Guide to Ukay-Ukay Galore&lt;/span&gt; ( narrated and modeled by sistah):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; (always asked by deym what it is in nihongo, its Hitotsu), always ride in jeepneys and never in taxi because taxi fare are far more than what you expect them to be. Taxi meters are the ultimate phantom dripler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;, because of the immense traffic always bring something or someone to make fun with, in this instance my sister. And WHOEVER said that Davao has no traffic is absolutely daft and will get killed by traffic jam thank you. See picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBlbHWWAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/9re8FhMWS_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBlbHWWAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/9re8FhMWS_Q/s400/IMG_0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401936793098242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBl70wyLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3YqtFeQVSEI/s1600-h/IMG_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBl70wyLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3YqtFeQVSEI/s400/IMG_0418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401945573509298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so congested you will be happy the jeep moves an inch in 5 min. Matina to Uyanguren = 30 minutes + another 45 minutes of traffic before arriving in Agdao Public Market you will thank every God created if the weather's not humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;, blame all the establishment you think that caused the traffic and take a picture before swearing  loud enough for others to hear I'll bet my sister, they will automatically do the same. he-he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBlrot7OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7vtvexZk9vg/s1600-h/IMG_0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBlrot7OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7vtvexZk9vg/s400/IMG_0416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401941228023010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really abhor passing this route. it sucks even more if the driver you've ridden were extremely enraged of brakes he'd been stepping on it every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth&lt;/span&gt;, just show your enthusiasm by taking pictures and do a lot of internal chirping, it will do you good. just don't take any picture of the whole market it's startling to discern &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; version of public market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCC93kFpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/qPTyCrwsKTU/s1600-h/IMG_0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCC93kFpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/qPTyCrwsKTU/s400/IMG_0431.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402444338337426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth.one&lt;/span&gt;, remember that all good stuff are hung above and out of your reach. go through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBmLfxxKI/AAAAAAAAAII/AgU6AdWtDNc/s1600-h/IMG_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBmLfxxKI/AAAAAAAAAII/AgU6AdWtDNc/s400/IMG_0421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401949780460706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCBNN-QhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SJ68MUW5xAU/s1600-h/IMG_0422-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCBNN-QhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SJ68MUW5xAU/s400/IMG_0422-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402414099120658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth.two&lt;/span&gt;, go through all of them because sorting Ukay-Ukay is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you'll gonna get. he-he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBlzozZRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wyvv_Ys2E1g/s1600-h/IMG_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBlzozZRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wyvv_Ys2E1g/s400/IMG_0420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401943375865106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth.three&lt;/span&gt;, never forget how fantastic Ukay-Ukay vendor can be, selling colorful under-garments in the middle of the market visible to almost anyone. Likewise to those women who were  oblivious to anyone and weren't intimidated from the red lingerie unlike the one who shot this picture. **boooh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCB6HXifI/AAAAAAAAAIY/V6FzOpHL0Eg/s1600-h/IMG_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCB6HXifI/AAAAAAAAAIY/V6FzOpHL0Eg/s400/IMG_0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402426151012850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Fifthly ---errr &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LASTLY&lt;/span&gt;, I stand corrected, show off those cellophaned clothes you bought for a very, very argued/forced/threatened/bargained price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCCqVjGyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AXA8058pBP0/s1600-h/IMG_0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfCCqVjGyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AXA8058pBP0/s400/IMG_0429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402439095393058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I will never ever get why a lot of people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" eh adik sa stolen shots"&lt;/span&gt; ii-insist pa na gawing 'stolen', &lt;/span&gt;which I always correct as it is candid,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ang shot eh halata naman ng bonggang-bongga na scripted lang. Marami talagang mapagpanggap na tao sa mundo! ( sabay tingin sa image sa taas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7069442359504968134?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7069442359504968134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7069442359504968134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7069442359504968134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7069442359504968134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/epic-battle-between-traffic-and-ukay.html' title='An epic battle between traffic and ukay-ukay'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SUfBlbHWWAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/9re8FhMWS_Q/s72-c/IMG_0412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-5339829992959201870</id><published>2008-12-05T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:48:47.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melanine scare is dat chu?!</title><content type='html'>a tall story :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brief introduction: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the Melanine scare and how it affect you and me because we could no longer chow on Milo straight from the sachet, Smarties, Mentos - the fresh maker, Polo and Kinder Bueno (alien to me). And what exactly is this Melanine thingy that commonly found in white crystals rich in nitrogen which is used mainly in manufacturing of plastics, dishware, whiteboards, fertilizers and many more? *bwahaha* Anyway, this abomination predominantly found in Milk powder and is NO way in regard with Chinese noodles or even LUCKY ME for christ sake! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sceneario:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*carefully eyeing the Ponkan in the fruit stand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moi: 3 ponkan please&lt;br /&gt;costumer 1: owner, how much is this pokan? Is this China import? You know, the Melanine in their products.&lt;br /&gt;costumer 2: Yeah! Is the fruit safe? We should really inspect what we buy like this fruits here in case there is melanine thingy. Yay, don't touch anything with China stickers there!! **pointing at the poor bananas**&lt;br /&gt;owner: huh?!&lt;br /&gt;moi &amp;amp; owner: what????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I therefor conclude:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fresh" fruits are tantamount to PROCESSED foods! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baka ka, omai wa?!!&lt;/span&gt; bwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Payong kaibigan,&lt;/span&gt; save yourself the energy to comprehend this logic you'll wear yourself out.  This is definitely deadlier than krytonite and more devouring than cretures of gay bars.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaya nga FRESH diba? may fresh ba na processed? hallllerrrr!!! ang sarap pag-umpugin ng dalawang ale, may ganong effect talaga ha? naloka ako sa kanila ng bonggang-bongga! whew yon lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:p&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/5613095705102894074-5339829992959201870?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/5339829992959201870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=5339829992959201870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5339829992959201870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5339829992959201870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/melanine-scare-is-dat-chu.html' title='Melanine scare is dat chu?!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-3605802464009434015</id><published>2008-12-05T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:30:46.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMOSA Gateway 101</title><content type='html'>I've been living here in Davao for almost 5 years now - erhm exactly today. wow!&lt;br /&gt;I've been so long here yet until now,  I've only been in the southern side of Davao. Never had the chance to venture around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davao city is a huge place. It's really big, no shit. Its one of the longest cities in the world right?&lt;br /&gt;In my 5 years here, I haven't even been outside the city proper. oh well, we did our NSTP on Samal Island but of course - that's another blog! lol. I've been in the southern part because that is my only route going home to my province but that aside I never had the chance to venture north, west and upper-east side of Davao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have this opportunity if not for Mindanao Kokusai Daigaku, they wanted my awesome-ness in Nihongo. And I wouldn't know that it takes almost an hour straight from Matina to Damosa I almost fell asleep. Never been in Lanang area because it is very far from city proper and it takes you 2 jeep rides if not. Lucky for me there is Matina to Damosa route but Manong driver killed me with those hundred stops in exchange! Only now I realized what my cousin implied that we're lucky here roads are not congested considering places here are very VERY far from each other (landmarks, schools, hospitals you name it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, with the amount of time I stretched in fear of being late (the longest time allowance I had since HS's first field trip), I arrived 30 minutes early I have the time to roam around Damosa Gateway. It is big compared to Matina Town Square but emptier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBOm63nuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/djlb-CoiVS0/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBOm63nuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/djlb-CoiVS0/s400/IMG_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276460895151038178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey, the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBPS2IeSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/xqoX0ZWkjwE/s1600-h/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBPS2IeSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/xqoX0ZWkjwE/s400/IMG_0395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276460906942331170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the vehicles here are private. Not a lot of Jeepneys. Taxis are out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBPGzoVKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/T8hDQTJ5USY/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBPGzoVKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/T8hDQTJ5USY/s400/IMG_0394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276460903710610594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of lined-up stores. Makes you think of serious shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBPp3CatI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UHufzPKU2DU/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBPp3CatI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UHufzPKU2DU/s400/IMG_0396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276460913120144082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The destination. I'm actually clueless of my REAL purpose here, forgot to mental note or just too overwhelmed someone actually called my cellphone except my Mother and update of Smart Bro payment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCt3IH6lI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Z_MEAaUmkRw/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCt3IH6lI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Z_MEAaUmkRw/s400/IMG_0397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462531589171794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never went inside because I saw building repairs on the side; do yourself a favor and watch out for falling synonymous to trowed debris.&lt;br /&gt;**nauseated ---&gt; &gt;--0=**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCuKuIrII/AAAAAAAAAHA/jrXm1D4QP68/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCuKuIrII/AAAAAAAAAHA/jrXm1D4QP68/s400/IMG_0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462536848878722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCueHqbAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/RqTBDwk29d0/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCueHqbAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/RqTBDwk29d0/s400/IMG_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462542056221698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks peaceful from afar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;? You can drown yourself with their smashing Wi-Fi connection your laptop will burnnnnn. Smashing, hmm I love that word. shing! shing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCufPgQKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G4uJ9Dg80XU/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCufPgQKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G4uJ9Dg80XU/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462542357545122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caramel was super, err extremely elastic? ( bwahaha! poor choice of words )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnDb0IhbTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IIvY68Ni-e8/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnDb0IhbTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IIvY68Ni-e8/s400/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276463321059519794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rabu (love) Tsuru! The place was crawling with different stores with varied cuisine. Theme: uniquely Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exception:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCutQRLCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k0dvu4j8dsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnCutQRLCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k0dvu4j8dsQ/s400/IMG_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462546118847522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second jeep going home.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP:&lt;/span&gt; Hitoiro - Nana Starring Mika Nakashima&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-3605802464009434015?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/3605802464009434015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=3605802464009434015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3605802464009434015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3605802464009434015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/damosa-gateway-101.html' title='DAMOSA Gateway 101'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/STnBOm63nuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/djlb-CoiVS0/s72-c/IMG_0391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-5240754526138189063</id><published>2008-12-02T04:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T05:14:49.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessica zafra'/><title type='text'>Evolution or Moronization?</title><content type='html'>Recently I have been digging through my old stacks of photocopied notes *i'm only interested in someone else's notes* -which i forgot to send home, i found the original photocopied piece of the article Jessica Zafra wrote. It's a personal favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this article way back my freshmen year and was given by my Literature prof I shun to remember much to my chagrin. ho-ho! Anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i failed to probe where it is published, sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evolution or Moronization by Jessica Zafra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are people getting stupider? There are several ways of addressing this question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the other hand, test scores are dropping across the country, a lower percentage of examinees get passing marks on professional board exams, and total of cretins are achieving position of power, which would suggest that their competitors (or the electorate) are even stupider than they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the other hand, there are more people on the planet today, and even if the ratio of smart people to dumb people hasn’t changed, there would still be more stupid people walking the earth. Also, conditions on the planet are far more hospitable then they were in, say, Sumeria 787 B.C., and fewer stupid people are getting themselves killed by sticking their noses up a Hippopotamus’ arse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On yet another hand (which makes three hands, therefore you are a mutant), it might be argued that the answer to the question would depend on our definition of “stupid”. If by “stupid” we mean “the opposite of intelligent”, we would have to define “intelligent”. This is a tough call. Now that the usefulness of IQ tests is being disputed – partly because the people who flunk them feel bad and we don’t want these idiots to be discouraged for life – we can’t just call someone who scores 200 a genius and someone who scores 20 a moron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The task of defining intelligence is further muddles by recent, fashionable classifications. Last year there was “emotional intelligence”, and now there’s “moral intelligence”. Several books have been written on these other types of intelligence, and their authors are racking in big bucks so they can’t be totally stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On yet another freaky hand, don’t you sometimes have this creeping suspicion that you are surrounded by morons? Maybe you are a nice person so you don’t say it out loud, ( And I just want to tell you that I’m here for you, &lt;i style=""&gt;I’ll&lt;/i&gt; say it out loud, &lt;i style=""&gt;We’re surrounded by morons!) &lt;/i&gt;but you know what I’m saying don’t you. This suspicion may not be supported by cold, hard data, but it’s certainly backed up by observation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It would be easier if stupid people looked like stupid people – for instance they drooled all the time. Think of how convenient it would be if everyone who wore their underwear on the outside could be called stupid, and we didn’t have to stop and wonder whether he or she was just being trendy. Unfortunately, the stupid tend to look like everybody else, not to mention that many smart people dress stupidly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is also the fact that many stupid people harbor the delusions of intelligence. They truly believe that they are intelligent creatures, and their self-confidence hypnotizes other people into believing the same. Corollary to this, many smart people hid heir intelligence, knowing that intelligence can be a liability on a planet that is predominantly stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An interesting side to our discussion is the debate o whether there is intelligent life on other planets. Those who do not think so reason that if there are extraterrestrial beings, why have these beings contacted us? &lt;i style=""&gt;They &lt;/i&gt;do not consider us “intelligent life”. We do not meet their criteria for intelligence, and are therefore not worthy of their formal attention. This could be why our contact with aliens has been limited to abductions and castle mutilations, neither of which can definitely be connected to extraterrestrial activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now some readers may have refuse to read past the first sentence of this column on the ground that “stupider” is an improper usage. Are they intelligent, or stupid? First, I would like to commend them for hoisting the flag of good grammar; second, I recommend that they do other readers a favor and hoist themselves on the flagpole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who am I to ARGUE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks really old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0391-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_0391-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-5240754526138189063?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/5240754526138189063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=5240754526138189063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5240754526138189063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5240754526138189063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/evolution-or-moronization.html' title='Evolution or Moronization?'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-8464806573846280547</id><published>2008-12-01T07:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T05:16:02.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andres Bonifacio day!</title><content type='html'>holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andress Bonifacio Day&lt;/span&gt; everyone ~ bwa-ha-ha-ha&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/5613095705102894074-8464806573846280547?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/8464806573846280547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=8464806573846280547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8464806573846280547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8464806573846280547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/12/andres-bonifacio-day.html' title='Andres Bonifacio day!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-9133260152755745987</id><published>2008-11-30T14:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T03:49:48.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamster'/><title type='text'>momo the hamster.xp</title><content type='html'>yey, yow i finally got a new hummy 5 days ago. its just a regular one because i hate the Siberian hamster. the minute homunculus bite me! he's so effing small but he bite me.xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's named Momo because his butt is peach(momo) shaped. soo effing cute! see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0693.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_0693.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahm, he's actually a she but we treat her as he.lol. style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha! this is so damn funny. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayaw patungi ug Bricks!!!&lt;/span&gt;". He had me at three EXCLAMATION POINT(!!!). anyway, they had lots of white-colored hamster but i don't like the white ones. They're not clean enough to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right side's the regular; left those pesky Siberians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_0401.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momo in his cage. and its pink. pink. PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w178.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/8fc982d4.pbw" width="320" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother insisted on paying the pink-cage. Some sort of prank because i hate pink. duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother: Bwa-ha-ha-ha! Dyarannnn~&lt;br /&gt;Me: huh. ???&lt;br /&gt;Brother: kyaaa...Pink&lt;br /&gt;Me: huh&lt;br /&gt;Brother: dai, 'Tough men buy Pink'. Bwa-ha-ha! &lt;happily&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..........&lt;br /&gt;Brother: he-he-he&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..........&lt;br /&gt;Brother: he-he&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..........&lt;br /&gt;Brother: he....aherm &gt;shoved the cage and left&lt;&lt;shoved&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's stinking from head to toe five meters away. PINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;duh&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;duh&lt;. 'Tough men buy Pink' &gt;triple stinking duh&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;triple&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; blimey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it mega late when we realized  its a cage for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka&lt;/span&gt; Siberian. The wheel was so small for him, only half his momo-butt can stick in the wheel. Its so amusing watching momo struggle to fit in and dash the wheel. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0405-Copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_0405-Copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei, i took a picture of a grown turtle. Its actually my first choice but no one voted having a turtle around,  said turtle stinks. so sad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0395-Copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w246/d0n_minion/IMG_0395-Copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/triple&gt;&lt;/duh&gt;&lt;/shoved&gt;&lt;/happily&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-9133260152755745987?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/9133260152755745987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=9133260152755745987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/9133260152755745987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/9133260152755745987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/11/momo-hamsterxd.html' title='momo the hamster.xp'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7636339586642511475</id><published>2008-11-28T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:12:43.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scandal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince william'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Prince William and his Royal 'highness'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS-JOv3s5gI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-lzh37h1aHg/s1600-h/prince-william.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS-JOv3s5gI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-lzh37h1aHg/s400/prince-william.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273584575135409666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreword: never a fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed my eyes out, and not because of the photos-- its because of those effing comments! ah, they're killing me. They're effing killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal highness and his royal p**** just freaking rhym, its hilarious! ahahahaha.....i bet the Queen is dying. And Princess Diana will roll in her grave. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kudos&lt;/span&gt; for long range lenses ne? ah, the price of royalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister said whoever stare at the pix longer than 10 sec is a certified nymphomaniac, but i wonder why she bookmarked it! hah, little sis is a nosy prix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i search gutteruncensored.com its not there anymore. been removed. for the Queen and country. Bwa-ha-ha-ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its worth seeing him with all his crowning glory. (pun intended.lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confused?&lt;/span&gt; Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegutterpost.blogspot.com/2008/11/prince-williams-royal-cock-is-showing.html"&gt;http://thegutterpost.blogspot.com/2008/11/prince-williams-royal-cock-is-showing.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7636339586642511475?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7636339586642511475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7636339586642511475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7636339586642511475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7636339586642511475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/11/prince-william-and-his-royal-highness.html' title='Prince William and his Royal &apos;highness&apos;'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS-JOv3s5gI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-lzh37h1aHg/s72-c/prince-william.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-703800149070553433</id><published>2008-11-27T23:51:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:21:08.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert pattinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kristen stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight movie review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephanie meyer'/><title type='text'>twitters for Twilight! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS8QRLdtQFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iK7YzJnAVsQ/s1600-h/movieposter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS8QRLdtQFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iK7YzJnAVsQ/s400/movieposter2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451575995351122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this just 2 hours ago because i was extremely curious what was the Twilight fuss all about and my extremely little knowledge of the Twilight series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wowed by the overwhelming cheers for the male lead by young-adult movie-goers and also by the VERY big poster which followed by my, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nani sore?!&lt;/span&gt;" and my very long stare at the poster  before slowly saying, ooooook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is big, not an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the story progressed, i see what all the hype is about. It is a love story of a young teenager girl and an unlikely male vampire, period. ok scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the HORRIBLE VFX and makeup, the story itself is catchy and interesting. A little drama and a lot of romantic scenes, now i know why 5 years younger of my bracket age go yahoo over this cheesy yet the best on screen romance of the year--or yearssss. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing was the worst editing, horrible choreography of the fight scenes and lack of intensity which i think would successfully rouse the audience. Visual effects is ok, but i could certainly swear i caught sight of the wires the actors flew on but gracefully saved by Pattinson's acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are indeed a bunch of excellent actors! I was amaze by Pattinson's portrayal of Edward Cullen which at first I  believe the only requirement of the character is to be good looking and a killer pose. It was killed by his in depth portrayal like there's no tomorrow. I was bothered by Stewart's lack of emotion at first but she's good at what she does and a very good portrayal of awkward Bella. They made the characters alive, realistic( not in the sense of what you perceive of reality!), and in the end more than fit for what needed to do in the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family's more than ok,---except by Jasper's actor. I don't know what's wrong with him. He scares me! The father was soooper white and I actually liked Alice's character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villain part was lame. Jame's and Victoria's actors were hot, and the black one kinda reminds me of Will.I.AM of Black-eyed peas! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how great the movie is but it is worth watching. I kind of enjoyed the romance and the cheesy stuff so I guess all the youngsters who still wish on the stars will too. The chemistry of the leads kept me glued in my seat so the entertainment factor suffice all other inadequacy of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky to see it with some of the fans of the book, they actually supplied me with information not there in the movie with constant screaming and giggling and screaming again( the kiss part mostly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ok, enough about the reviews. Here's what i REALLY think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the lead.They are the most amazing on screen couple who aside from time to time cheesy and lame dialogue, did good on portraying awkwardly in love teens and one of the reasons why i was able to sit through this movie. The intense electric chemistry between them will pull you both romantically and sexually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might guess, I do a lot of internal swooning on the theatre. However, I have an excellent poker face. Pity, i do not have a photo of them kissing! Wuuu, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did i already mention horrible make-up? lol. Yeah, i really laughed out loud because i was taken aback when i first saw Pattinson (Edward) with those VERY pale make-up and VERY red lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i saw a faint glimmer of light just like the ones you see in apple.  he-he!&lt;br /&gt;Boy, i must say im liking it, it makes me smile every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the purpose of my point. See? see the glimmer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7VfyeYp0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/sPL8EC4cD7s/s1600-h/ew_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7VfyeYp0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/sPL8EC4cD7s/s400/ew_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273386955799308098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another reason for swooning over this movie is because of this guy, definitely! I recognized him from another movie whose title escaped me.....his name also lol. never fret because this guy is definitely an EYE CANDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i happen to google him just for this purpose. Eye Candy. can't help counting the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pandesals&lt;/span&gt;. 1,2,3,4,5,6 there are six of them. yeah! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7FYRCw4YI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WLq_E_IUAiM/s1600-h/movie_cam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7FYRCw4YI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WLq_E_IUAiM/s400/movie_cam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273369234379956610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the family. With the father who is more gorgeous than the mother. And the brother with a blonde hair--with my mind of constant outburst of screaming 'gay'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7FYcSUHvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8F6tzqpKPpU/s1600-h/movie_cullens4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7FYcSUHvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8F6tzqpKPpU/s400/movie_cullens4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273369237397970674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to Pattinson(Edward) is the character Emmett Cullen, hugging him is the closest you can get to hugging a vampire; he looks like he is made of granite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7FYOtzQDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ieo5GT-2Xwk/s1600-h/movie_cullens6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7FYOtzQDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ieo5GT-2Xwk/s400/movie_cullens6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273369233755160626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also adore her! one of the evil Nomadic Vampire, Victoria. fancy the curls~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7VgE7emNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GCu6BqhuF_Y/s1600-h/center.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS7VgE7emNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GCu6BqhuF_Y/s400/center.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273386960753170642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i love the baseball scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sooooper funny tree moments, and they have lots of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Edward Cullen, past life=monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the movie is passable. Not very good but quite interesting. This movie is definitely for the teens and for Twilight's super-duper-mega-over-bombastic die-hard fans. Let's keep up the hype!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-703800149070553433?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/703800149070553433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=703800149070553433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/703800149070553433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/703800149070553433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/11/twitters-for-twilight.html' title='twitters for Twilight! =)'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SS8QRLdtQFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iK7YzJnAVsQ/s72-c/movieposter2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-3169402787083585806</id><published>2008-11-21T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:13:04.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm out tomorrow looking to a buy a HAMSTER. I ought to have a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, its either a cute little turtle or a hamster, sadly no one voted to have the turtle. I have no objection to have a little turtle around, i love their cute little legs and tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, why can't we have a turtle?.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Disappointed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-3169402787083585806?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/3169402787083585806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=3169402787083585806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3169402787083585806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3169402787083585806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-out-tomorrow-looking-to-buy-hamster.html' title=''/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-8306004844946812847</id><published>2008-11-18T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:24:00.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argentina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryan agoncillio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy fear factor'/><title type='text'>Pinoy Fear Factor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pinoyfearfactor.org/images/abs-cbn-fear-factor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 258px;" src="http://pinoyfearfactor.org/images/abs-cbn-fear-factor.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vamos, Participante!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, imitating Ryan Agoncillio *aherm* the handsoooome host of ABS-CBN's new reality show Pinoy Fear Factor, which the fear factor itself is somewhat debatable---atleast to me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay, obviously, i have something to say that's why i Blog this *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he-he!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;pano&gt; wait, is it Portugese or Spanish, the lingo in Argentina? people educate me! lol. anyho, people here are crazy and smart-assed&lt;esp.&gt;, that's why every mention of Portugese/Spanish title in every challenge or expressions sends someone's head rolling or an ocassional "what?!!" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tara, uwi na tayo!&lt;/span&gt;" because obviously, clearly and definitely WE know for a fact that they were in Argentina and saying those catchphrases were like &lt;/pano&gt;adding insult to the injury, and which of course according to them and nothing to do with me whatsoever&lt;dislaimer!!&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pano&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahha...but honestly, its soooo sweet to peel those words and tear it to pieces &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ne?&lt;/span&gt; oh no, it has no effect on me just a little bit of shivers is all. haaay....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me pa Vamos, Vamos pa silang nalalaman.&lt;/span&gt; even our dog said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**this blog is powered by hype and as usual another load of nonesense!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hehe! yon lang.&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pano&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-8306004844946812847?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/8306004844946812847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=8306004844946812847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8306004844946812847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8306004844946812847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/11/pinoy-fear-factor.html' title='Pinoy Fear Factor!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7715505156911275403</id><published>2008-10-27T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:46:56.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='titanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romeo and juliet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean drama'/><title type='text'>Love Hurts?--- Love......</title><content type='html'>ahhh, watched sad korean movie again. just feeling nostalgic nothing particular. it was a story about a boy who  fell inlove with one strange girl who wears yellow raincoat and spreads white lies. hah..&lt;sigh&gt; you know the rest, they fell in love. girl disappears boy moved on, met later fell inlove again, watched sunset....girl dies. kidding! but, you know the gist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i cried blood. why not? cause love is remembrance. [yay, so deep! where did that came from?!] and it's so comforting watching it in foreign language, beats me too.&lt;br /&gt;I like korean melodramas. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt; because koreans are good at it. pretty damn good!&lt;br /&gt;and koreans particularly love melodramas, it is their forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i LOVE it or rather it elevates my soul if in a movie, 'love story' particularly, someone in the lead role is going to die. beats it all if they all died in the end whether its action or comedy, im in high heaven. no wonder korean scriptwriters been killing their leads. [hohohoho]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeee?? so why Titanic's been such an acclaimed movie aside from cinematography and other stuff? isn't it because they offed Jack? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;realllllly&lt;/span&gt;, so obvious im just interpolating a point &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;? hahaha&gt;  and what about Romeo and Juliet whose emo-ness is way beyond sea level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, feeling senti so i watched it today. very productive indeed i have another of this loaded crap. and i'm blabbering nonesense. and why oh why its good to write something when i flood my bed with tears? i don't know. one of the mysteries of the world! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huuuuwait!! i just realize im promoting a movie whose title escape me. lol.  banzai!!&lt;br /&gt;hoooo....so thats why that's the title. ahahaha!!!&lt;/sigh&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7715505156911275403?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7715505156911275403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7715505156911275403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7715505156911275403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7715505156911275403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-hurts-love.html' title='Love Hurts?--- Love......'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7279492456552430045</id><published>2008-10-25T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:38:03.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exile.....once again!</title><content type='html'>ah,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sembreak na naman &lt;/span&gt;so once again i am exiled here in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fairyland&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a the hunting ground of the Moros and Abu Sayaf and whoever wants to eradicate the land of Promise and YES, we've been bombed and shot at and freakin' NO, i haven't met one and i have no plan to.  So, now you see why i had to be dragged here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and am gonna be here for two whole weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;e-in a few more days.............&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;---O= ~~~~&lt;/span&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7279492456552430045?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7279492456552430045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7279492456552430045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7279492456552430045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7279492456552430045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/10/exileonce-again.html' title='Exile.....once again!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-1891961916033019953</id><published>2008-09-30T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:14:28.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ragnarok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dota'/><title type='text'>am back!!!!!</title><content type='html'>waaah! after a month of hiatus.......kinda feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to me?? the million dollar question's been pestering me since the start of the semester. For my blog-buddy, aherm, ate joy, its a check-up. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i was drowning in my own solitude (wahh, so deep!) when my sister came in picture. and she's a monster! i've been in constant race with her of who's got the computer first and i was the only one paying the damn internet!!! and everytime i was in hallucination of me dragging her in the bathroom gagged-boinked and wraped. hihihihi...kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, i was drop in the pit of  gamer's hell. ahh, i was drowning in the world of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DOTA"&gt;DOTA&lt;/a&gt; and Ragna. it's eating away my money......huhuhuhu! i need rehab because i need money too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but contrast to popular belief, i was never in hibernation this past month. hahaha! promise te joy. banzai!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-1891961916033019953?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/1891961916033019953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=1891961916033019953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1891961916033019953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1891961916033019953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-back.html' title='am back!!!!!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-319643409065998873</id><published>2008-07-20T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:00:04.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;ll always be my baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dranged peple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honda motors'/><title type='text'>Deranged People Everywhere!!</title><content type='html'>As I've told, I recently moved with my sister near her school because my mother nagged me that my former apartment were miles away from my sister's school and i nagged her back because it's the same for me. But my mother won, so here I am miles away from civilization! (ok, that's an exaggeration because I'm blokes away from the mall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i noticed week after I moved was THERE WERE SO MANY DERANGED PEOPLE HERE! hahaha...no stir, there so many you can't figure out who's who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I mean when I go out I always saw this deranged Twins who live in front of Honda Motors ( they live outside the corner of the building), with a DOG chained on their waist! What the hell is that? Who's a sane person who'll tie up a huge dog twice their size?! and on their freakin' waist. Haha! and they always dressed sexily, with matching spaghetti and micro mini in a blinding colors. I don't know what the deal with them but they are REALLY deranged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there is also this man who sleeps in the corner of Laundrymat. This guy is pretty deranged/insane because he's your average deranged guy. The one who sleeps in the corner, NEVER takes a bath and talks a lot......to himself! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I really should mention this because they are definitely deranged on my definition of deranged! They are a group of middle old men on our bloke who NEVER, i mean never failed to amazed me of their liver-resistance to alcohol. In short they are the notorious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunog-baga&lt;/span&gt;. ( anyway, what's the English of sunog-baga? hahaha...liver burner? ) Gosh, they drink their liver out all day and night! What a miserable bastards, they so freaking loud they're deranged! Jeez, if I happen to have a husband like that? he'll be six feet under even before he could say his prays. I mean, all they did was drink they have no life, no jobs and a freakin'  pathetic! I hate them so they are on my deranged list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the list......my freakin' deranged neighbors!!! They are so deranged they have no life that they play &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Cook_%28singer%29"&gt;David Cook's&lt;/a&gt; version of 'You'll always be my Baby' all day long! I SIMPLY HATE THEM. I don't care about their miserable life but they pissed me off whenever they play that stupid song over and over again outside our window it's freaking annoying that 'that' became my new alarm clock. Hah! why can't they let us be, the only sane people left here. I'm gonna petition them outta here I promise! "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makikita nila&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? so many deranged people lurking here. And speak of the devil, here comes the stupid song!!!!! ARggggg................and you'll always be my baby! wahahahaha!!! I'm gonna be on my list one of this days because of this stupid people and this stupid song. So stupid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-319643409065998873?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/319643409065998873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=319643409065998873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/319643409065998873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/319643409065998873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/07/deranged-people-everywhere.html' title='Deranged People Everywhere!!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-137359932305121643</id><published>2008-07-18T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:17:16.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batman'/><title type='text'>i need a Hero!! aw...</title><content type='html'>It's the day of the month! grrr...i hate this Day. I have this particular day of the month were I'm itching to roam around the city and I'm depressed. I can't just stay in one place if i want my sanity back. And it happened to be that day. And it's freaking raining! **thank God!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dragged my old friends from my former Dorm and 'forced' them to watch a movie with me. hahaha!! I'm a smooth talker, talk is my six sense. Anyway I, i mean WE decided to watch Batman: The Dark Knight because a). its the only decent movie among the list and b). I decided WE watch this freaking movie together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y82/j4ever/batman/The_Dark_Knight_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y82/j4ever/batman/The_Dark_Knight_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After suffering for almost 3 hours, i'm dead. And I'm like "This is Batman, This is Batman! What else would you expect?". Its sucking all the energy in me. But, it left me one query.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do We Really Need A Hero??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wuuu...!!!! So deep. Anyway, don't take my explanation seriously. you'll gonna end up hating my post and cursing me. This is just plain crap-talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to answer my own question ( who else?), I think not! WHY?? Because if we have another Bat fellow here, then we're on our knees with the world bank. Look how destructive their fight scene was. Who would be happy if saving the world from badass's ass means having a freaking huge creater in our city? And who would be happy having a psychopath roaming around the city with a big smile on his face? WHO?? WHO?? **evil stare** You?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to further stressed my point, we don't need no Hero. All we really need are some Government officials to wear Batsuit and erase the Big fat smiles on psychopaths who roams the government buildings at night! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***scrolling up and reading the post again***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, do you believe what i'm gargling here??! this is crap. Told you so, i'm a crap talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-137359932305121643?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/137359932305121643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=137359932305121643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/137359932305121643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/137359932305121643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-hero-aw.html' title='i need a Hero!! aw...'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y82/j4ever/batman/th_The_Dark_Knight_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-3451782553625440587</id><published>2008-07-11T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:34:22.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piolo pacual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abs-cbn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel locin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lobo'/><title type='text'>LOBO - what a horrible way to end it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SHdtG7GzjRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JzYx48rxx74/s1600-h/logo-lobo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SHdtG7GzjRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JzYx48rxx74/s200/logo-lobo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221762258672258322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i start this.....Ok, i watched the finale of this Philippine drama 2 hours ago and i was like, SERIOUSLY?! The ending was horrible, it was so horrible, did i just say horrible? it's horrible! It's so obvious i'm ranting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off here's my very brief recap of this drama. The story revolves around a two star-crossed lovers of different race. A Human and a Lycan(sp please). Yep, that's right a human man and a Lycan girl who is destined to be the last guard or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huling bantay&lt;/span&gt;" of their race  to prevent extinction form the curse-dying red moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so their love story goes from childhood sweetheart who parted each other  and united again by the stroke of faith. And so the likes of all melodramatic dramas, the me-against-the-world love story, contradicting race, the struggle of both races to supremacy which includes world domination (it's so true!), a biatch ex-boyfriend/girlfriend or on this case a biatch with an unrequited love, and of course the classic of all classics---the revenge of the sith! kidding. but you know the revenge business....so classic, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to some point &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; enjoy the changing of skins by this Lycans ( its not we no? gah, i'm so distant!). Why, because they actually imported a white german wolf named Brasca. It's actually fun watching an actual wolf staring in a drama which for me is soo pricey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my further enjoyment, they used a black DOG for those Lycans who eat human flesh and needs to be killed because they turned bad or half-bad. but a DOG! it's so damned obvious, why didn't they photoshop the white wolf to black? or digitally done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my 8 yr old niece galloping in glee when she saw the white wolf and the black DOG fought. she said something like this, "ne, tita the black one looks like PeeWee( our dog), who do you think is tougher?" then the DOG won. my niece screamed, "maaaa, amazing Peewee is tough!" then patted the lazy dog's head. do you see the moral of the story?? even my niece recognized it as a dog. ok, so maybe they're tight with budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the part I'm dreading, the finale. With so much promotion from the network you are lead to believe that maybe they will give a great finale or an amazing extraordinary ending. Sucks, it's even worse than that. It's so horrible i might want to cry. ok, that's exaggeration. But hey, the ending itself is a complete exaggeration and a  bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They died right? the lovers. Or so they lead us to believe. Then at the ending, they suddenly entered as if nothing happened posing a very in-love couple like nothing mattered. What is that?! I mean, i'll buy it if they actually died because of all those power-power thingy the villain blasted  towards you, hell you'll die right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, there's no fairy tale ending to that kind of story. There is no fairy-tale ending to that kind of tragic love story even if its in the world of drama. There is no point in long reflective speeches if your enemy have powers that can put a big black hole to your stomach.  And it is definitely a bullshit if they died and suddenly appeared at the end of the drama. As they said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala na uwian na, lokohan na to eh!&lt;/span&gt;" .&lt;/span&gt; hey, even Voldemort, the greatest villain, took decades to rise from the dead! But  heck, it's fantasy and they catered it as Fantaserye, a "drama + fantasy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hilariously disappointed I rant. and this became a very long post. But kudos for Angel Locsin eh, for dying sexily. She died dressed in spaghetti tops with a very short shorts and a sexy high-cut boots. haha! I don't really like Piolo, they said he's gay. For my mother's sake I don't have anything against Piolo, it's just my opinion and I' just voicing it out. Do not trash me. it's not my fault he looks gay-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-3451782553625440587?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/3451782553625440587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=3451782553625440587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3451782553625440587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3451782553625440587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/07/lobo-what-horrible-way-to-end-it.html' title='LOBO - what a horrible way to end it!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SHdtG7GzjRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JzYx48rxx74/s72-c/logo-lobo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6973663783737727338</id><published>2008-07-01T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:52:17.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greenwich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucky me pancit canton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kopiroti'/><title type='text'>gluttony is the best policy!</title><content type='html'>I'm a glutton! I can't believe i'm adding another of the 7 deadly sins on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat a lot, but I still can't believe how gluttonous i am until i saw how many i ate because i took pictures before and after my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chibog &lt;/span&gt;the whole day&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks!! I reek of cholesterol and fats and I'm certain i will die the moment my fly button snaps. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a tally of my abominable intake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:00 AM: &lt;/span&gt;hmmm. just my regular breakfast, nothing! haha...i condone eating breakfast and i recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:00 AM:&lt;/span&gt;  Lucky Me's Pancit Cantoon Extra Hot Chili Flavor. (no kidding that's the tag name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage3.nifty.com/sleepy/men/xpp_lmpj.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 101px;" src="http://homepage3.nifty.com/sleepy/men/xpp_lmpj.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:00 PM:&lt;/span&gt; we ate letchon Kawali (fried pork), calamares, Pak-bet and 1 liter of carbonated drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3:40 PM:&lt;/span&gt; after nagging my sister for being soooper late, we went to the mall to buy some stuff. 45-1 hour of walking, we energize. i don't really know what's the name of this yummy fellow but it's absolutely look delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SGpadxYs7vI/AAAAAAAAACc/oUaglLdqlJ4/s1600-h/2258_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SGpadxYs7vI/AAAAAAAAACc/oUaglLdqlJ4/s200/2258_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218082585781792498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SGpad7IhduI/AAAAAAAAACk/rXstMevCljM/s1600-h/2260_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SGpad7IhduI/AAAAAAAAACk/rXstMevCljM/s200/2260_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218082588398286562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:30 PM:&lt;/span&gt; we agreed to eat at Greenwich. Greenwich Special Overload double,  2 Garlic Stix, 2 large Coke and  a Nacho Please????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, i.....can't........breath!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:00 PM:&lt;/span&gt; i honestly thought i'm gonna die of overstuffed so my sister decided  it's better to stop at Naru's Tea Shop which  lasted only a minute because coffee at Kopiroti was a much better choice.  god, my sister lacked absolute will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SGpd1dI_5PI/AAAAAAAAACs/tT3adPbG0Lw/s1600-h/IMG0241A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SGpd1dI_5PI/AAAAAAAAACs/tT3adPbG0Lw/s200/IMG0241A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218086291198960882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**thoughtful** and i'm such a weak person, not because I love coffee but those little Bun thingy's tempting me. they're so yummy i wanna eat them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-6973663783737727338?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6973663783737727338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6973663783737727338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6973663783737727338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6973663783737727338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/07/gluttony-is-best-policy.html' title='gluttony is the best policy!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SGpadxYs7vI/AAAAAAAAACc/oUaglLdqlJ4/s72-c/2258_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-3230122436903749010</id><published>2008-06-26T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T02:43:04.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tricycle driver'/><title type='text'>RE: To my Crush!!! he-he:p</title><content type='html'>take note: im really smiling while typing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crushie! He's thin, he's short, he's cute, and he's a member of Tricycle Asos. ha-ha-ha-ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, crushee, thank you! Thank you for making me feel normal again. it feels so good to feel this feeling again. And i've been thinking a lot about you lately. And i have decided to stop feeling this way about you. It's very time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like asking myself what's wrong with you 'cause there's something wrong with me. You see, I get attracted to rejects. Not  that i see a reject and say, "Hey, I like you." It's more like, "I thought he's nice! Sure i know that he's not that cute and he doesn't have money --I don't mind sharing the bill. I thought he's lovable and nice! Who would've have thought he's a friggin' jerk ball?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't like wondering whether your a pervert, a spineless jackass, or a womanizing son of a gun. No, Being a tricycle driver is not the hitch. I could feel it in my bones. he-he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....so long, crushee! Maybe one day, huh? Maybe one day when I'm thinner and you're bigger. or maybe when I'm not preoccupied with stuff and you've become a Harley dealer or something!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, I'd actually get to know your name. Who knows, right? One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not know. We've got so many thing to do. Let's keep busy. But heck, it was a good memory, i'm telling you. So again, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Domo Arigatou! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you for being so cute. And thank you for always smiling at me and asking, "Tricycle, 'Te?" Oh man, its 2:30 AM and I'm laughing so hard I'm afraid my lungs might drop! ha-ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day soon my sister and neighbors are gonna petition me outta here! Time to sleep, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nemuri da yo! &lt;/span&gt;Horayt,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me Blog na ko sayo me Crushie!!!&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/5613095705102894074-3230122436903749010?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/3230122436903749010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=3230122436903749010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3230122436903749010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3230122436903749010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/re-to-my-crush-he-hep.html' title='RE: To my Crush!!! he-he:p'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-3699376520015320839</id><published>2008-06-24T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:04:50.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagalog romance book'/><title type='text'>reader on the bloke:p</title><content type='html'>I love books. I've been reading books since i was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chiisai. &lt;/span&gt;All kinds of books, you name it, I'll read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been around Archie comics even the infamous Sweet Valley Teen, Unicorns, High and University! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read anything and everything. Even those silly FHM my brother worshiped! haha. But lately  I'm into Tagalog Romance books and its  very, VERY entertaining if you actually know some of the famous Tagalog Romance writer. Internet is the next best thing next to my cellphone, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Vanessa is one of my favorites and i love reading her semi-ero books with lots of pinoy humour and witty remarks. I'm hooked to her writing style its quite a shocked to me when she's gradually writing heavy and realistic Romance book. But the good writing technique was still there and i love her comment when flooded by mails about her new theme she said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"when I write something like this, I want the readers to feel the desperation of the characters, their loneliness, their pain, their anger, everything we feel in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been told by a really good friend and a terrific writer that some of my books are far too "realistic" for this genre. And I truly respect that opinion. I explained to her that I don't write those types often. It just so happened that she reads one "realistic" book right after another. I also explained that as a Romance writer, sometimes, I feel like writing something out of the ordinary, 'cause if i don't, I'm gonna lose my friggin' mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd like to think that my way of keeping my sanity intact does not affect my readers all that much. And i may be wrong. I accept that, too. But the mind that dictates every word is more important than anything else. So bear with me, please. Anyway it's not hard to figure out which stories are heavy, which aren't. If it's a thick book, if the teaser doesn't hint a funny plot, it's probably serious stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So maybe not all of you like books that are a bit realistic so maybe a couple of you peope hate flashbacks, so maybe this writer breaks the rule every now and then.....but do you honestly like eating pizza all the time?? So leave the pizza to them, I'm serving you honest-to-goodness Papaitan from time to time. Not that often, mind you, just enought o break the cycle! Salamat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                                                                                                          - Vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how true her words are. Me? I honestly believe eating Pizza all the time will make you fat! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-3699376520015320839?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/3699376520015320839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=3699376520015320839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3699376520015320839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3699376520015320839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/reader-on-blokexd.html' title='reader on the bloke:p'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-1646662238162077155</id><published>2008-06-14T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:52:41.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galileo'/><title type='text'>NP: Galileo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/thumb/7/76/200px-GalileoOST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 199px;" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/thumb/7/76/200px-GalileoOST.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watching. its quite nice though the mysteries were hard to believe sometimes.....well, thats why its called mystery, silly me! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-1646662238162077155?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/1646662238162077155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=1646662238162077155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1646662238162077155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1646662238162077155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-using-technorati.html' title='NP: Galileo'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4783616756955947716</id><published>2008-06-06T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:17:36.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kekkaishi'/><title type='text'>hibernating mode!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/aMysteriouX/kekkaishi_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 334px;" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/aMysteriouX/kekkaishi_cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hibernating......again! so what's the connection of this poster to my hibernation???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple, im watching this, while i hibernate! haha...along with lotsa junk foods. demo, its the last week of my freedom! next week, i'll be returning  to school again...hayyy!!!!  i just want to hibernate  forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP: Kekkaishi&lt;br /&gt;Episode:  22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**ketsu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;metsu!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4783616756955947716?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4783616756955947716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4783616756955947716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4783616756955947716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4783616756955947716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/hibernating-mode.html' title='hibernating mode!!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-1777893640740290189</id><published>2008-06-04T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T10:30:01.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Pops Iceberg Grape Edition^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEAylyW5LMI/AAAAAAAAACM/5dDVoy-b1sA/s1600-h/IMG0210A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEAylyW5LMI/AAAAAAAAACM/5dDVoy-b1sA/s200/IMG0210A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206216793994636482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     my latest obsession!!! Twin Pops Iceberg Grape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     i soooooo love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEAylCW5LKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/HifCsKo6W4Y/s1600-h/IMG0209A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEAylCW5LKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/HifCsKo6W4Y/s200/IMG0209A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206216781109734562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dinner is actually composes of this. everyday! that's why      im  getting fatter. waaahhh!!! just thinking of dieting makes me wanna die. **my diet is simple, I won't eat. hehe!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-1777893640740290189?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/1777893640740290189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=1777893640740290189&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1777893640740290189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/1777893640740290189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/twin-pops-iceberg-grape-edition.html' title='Twin Pops Iceberg Grape Edition^^'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEAylyW5LMI/AAAAAAAAACM/5dDVoy-b1sA/s72-c/IMG0210A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-2033270141441914212</id><published>2008-06-04T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:35:08.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIFup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gickr'/><title type='text'>Gickr - blinky, blinky thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://gifup.com/show/0a0e33740c" title="GIF animations generator gifup.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gifup.com/data/gifs/0/a/0/0a0e33740c.gif" alt="GIF animations generator gifup.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gifup.com"&gt;GIF animations generator gifup.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love my sister! she made this. 'tis sooooo cute.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-2033270141441914212?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/2033270141441914212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=2033270141441914212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/2033270141441914212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/2033270141441914212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/gickr-blinky-blinky-thing.html' title='Gickr - blinky, blinky thing!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-493691830568751950</id><published>2008-06-04T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:03:17.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lee seo jin'/><title type='text'>Lovers - i loveee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2190/2392165094_f9afee9226.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2190/2392165094_f9afee9226.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers. i watched this because of Lee Seo Jin a.k.a Jarred Kang of ABS-CBN dubbed. and i'm totally hooked, line and sinked! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bwahahaha&lt;/span&gt;......you know how i base what i watched on hot guys playing  bizzare characters and Jarred Kang's character hooked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the storyline was actually good and well scripted so don't worry its not another stupid korean drama. but hey! i like the dubbed version of our local Channel here than the subbed version of pirated DVD. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha! &lt;/span&gt;the subs were abominable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway, i thank ate joy for the pix! your blog was useful! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-493691830568751950?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/493691830568751950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=493691830568751950&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/493691830568751950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/493691830568751950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/lovers-i-loveee.html' title='Lovers - i loveee!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7286411677613619240</id><published>2008-06-03T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T04:14:33.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moi, me, atashi from A to Zinc! hehe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;copy and edited from ate joy! you know how jealousy is me?? hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A = age:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B = birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 6, 1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C = confused about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahmm......undies size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D = dog's name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peewee (the only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sane&lt;/span&gt; survivor, da rest were long dead) then two deranged Dobberman and some no-name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;askal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E = essential item you use everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cellphone, computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F = favorite song as of now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikenai Taiyo(Bad Sun) - Orange Range&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G = game (favorite):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Child's Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H = hometown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sa Fairyland (Midsayap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I = instrument you play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;piano (in my next afterlife)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J = juice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pineapple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K = kick (someone you want to?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my detractors and violent fans (bwahahaha!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L = love (what is it for you?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONEY!! Love?? its like a rosary thats full of mystery! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M = marriage (who do u want to marry?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a filthy rich Demi-God! who wouldn't?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N = name :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A**il Dawn ----- i'll just keep it that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O = one wish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be super duper mega hyper ultra sonic ----**i actually forgot**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P = people you can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;family, my fans, my sponsors (bwahahaha!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q = quote (u live by):&lt;br /&gt;its not really a quote but i damn like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-"Betcha men out there didn't know that we, women, travel in packs and howl at the moon. That one-third of us are mermaids and occasionally, we feel sympathy for a pile of leaves"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R = regret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;non-existent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S = status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;useless student/professional hitman/super hero in training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T = time you woke up today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;around 9:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U = umbrella (color that u have):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;transparent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V = vegetable (favorite):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's that??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W = worst habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daydreaming, procrastinating, hibernating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X = x-rays (that you had):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;none so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y = yummy food (you ate today):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;durian cake and a very cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;puto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by the way what's the English of puto??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z = zodiac sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still wondering what's the use of this. he-he! my answers are crap! sheee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7286411677613619240?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7286411677613619240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7286411677613619240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7286411677613619240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7286411677613619240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/06/moi-me-atashi-from-to-zinc-hehe.html' title='moi, me, atashi from A to Zinc! hehe!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-8843926423329318682</id><published>2008-05-31T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:57:00.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new Look^^</title><content type='html'>haloo!!! i'm trying a new look for this month because i'm tired of looking at my old self. you see, confidence comes from my hair. its my crowning glory. but my hair doesn't think that way, its sad i know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im trying a not so curly hair to avoid brushing often. hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArqSW5LGI/AAAAAAAAABc/hcNVqAtW_w4/s1600-h/IMG0217A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArqSW5LGI/AAAAAAAAABc/hcNVqAtW_w4/s200/IMG0217A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206209174722653282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArrCW5LII/AAAAAAAAABs/4N7r3konUnw/s1600-h/IMG0214A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArrCW5LII/AAAAAAAAABs/4N7r3konUnw/s200/IMG0214A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206209187607555202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it looks really, hounto ni, huge on the sides i have no choice but to tie it. so much for my new look! but its great because i won't be needing a brush more often. hihihi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEAxOSW5LJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vOnndsDWPU8/s1600-h/IMG0218A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEAxOSW5LJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vOnndsDWPU8/s200/IMG0218A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206215290756082834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArqiW5LHI/AAAAAAAAABk/biaE3RCU2Tc/s1600-h/IMG0219A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArqiW5LHI/AAAAAAAAABk/biaE3RCU2Tc/s200/IMG0219A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206209179017620594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArqiW5LHI/AAAAAAAAABk/biaE3RCU2Tc/s1600-h/IMG0219A.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-8843926423329318682?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/8843926423329318682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=8843926423329318682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8843926423329318682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8843926423329318682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-look.html' title='new Look^^'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SEArqSW5LGI/AAAAAAAAABc/hcNVqAtW_w4/s72-c/IMG0217A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-8255522389475366195</id><published>2008-05-29T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:17:20.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiseki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greeen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yuu shirota'/><title type='text'>ROOKIES^^</title><content type='html'>now playing: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kiseki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artist: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GreeeEn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;album: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rookies OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ROOKIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my latest obsession: j-drama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROOKIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shing! shing! &lt;/span&gt;The story revolves around a high school teacher and coach that tries to reform delinquents by having them join the baseball team. ok, enough of that, more importantly......boku no papa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiropon&lt;/span&gt;, we've meet again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lalala.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;datte, these days i'm seeing a lot of him and every time he's making me drool for him! its unfair! hehe! hora, see for your self. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drool.drool.droooool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/f/f6/Shirota_Yu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 139px;" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/f/f6/Shirota_Yu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jpstar.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/Shirota%20Yuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 138px;" src="http://www.jpstar.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/Shirota%20Yuu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdimg2.crunchyroll.com/i/spire4/04042008/0/5/2/9/0529665d3211a0_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 139px;" src="http://cdimg2.crunchyroll.com/i/spire4/04042008/0/5/2/9/0529665d3211a0_full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/6603/yuu8mm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 139px;" src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/6603/yuu8mm1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the cho-big banner..XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**note: cho: is a very slang word for extremely or super. hehe!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/7/7f/Rookies-banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 367px;" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/7/7f/Rookies-banner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-8255522389475366195?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/8255522389475366195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=8255522389475366195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8255522389475366195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/8255522389475366195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/rookies.html' title='ROOKIES^^'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4579498682907045488</id><published>2008-05-28T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:28:19.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='okaeri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayaka'/><title type='text'>last word syndrome^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikagen ni shinasai yo!! &lt;/span&gt;it roughly means '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cut that out!&lt;/span&gt;' and im stuck with that word this week. grrrr.  Datte...its so cute saying that at first, then i kinda got used to it and it became customary saying it even though its not fit for a response. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at least its not '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kuso&lt;/span&gt;' or '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baka&lt;/span&gt;' or '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nano yo!&lt;/span&gt;' anymore.  but just the same people got confused after hearing what i said. hahaha! care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SDzstuOfJoI/AAAAAAAAABE/_i3Jla70xsM/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 74px; height: 71px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SDzstuOfJoI/AAAAAAAAABE/_i3Jla70xsM/s200/cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205295539580511874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now playing: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okaeri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artist: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ayaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;album: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okaeri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;released: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.14.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/5613095705102894074-4579498682907045488?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4579498682907045488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4579498682907045488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4579498682907045488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4579498682907045488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-word-syndrome.html' title='last word syndrome^^'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SDzstuOfJoI/AAAAAAAAABE/_i3Jla70xsM/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-7542679871093094470</id><published>2008-05-26T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:47:47.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayumi hamasaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namie amuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mihimaru Gt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GiriGiriHero'/><title type='text'>download list pt. 1</title><content type='html'>yatta!! downloading song torrents already finished!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**sa wakas**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP&lt;/span&gt;: Metamorphoze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Artist&lt;/span&gt;: Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Album&lt;/span&gt;: DIABOLOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the list of what i downloaded yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oricon SINGLE weekly TOP 30 (2008.05.19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. why is Summer Time by NEWS no. 1!?? honestly, its not that good. so cheeky....:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my faves are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Niji - Aqua Timez&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MOTHER - SEAMO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Triangler - Maaya Sakamoto&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BIRTH - D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anata Boshi - Milky Way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dear Mama feat. Kazumasa Oda - LGYankees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Giri Giri HERO - mihimaru GT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEW LOOK - Namie Amuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ROCK STEADY - Namie Amuro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHAT A FEELING - Namie Amuro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; HEART - MEG&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mirrorcle World - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home - Yusaku Kiyama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tsubasa wo Hirogete - ZARD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ai wa Kurayami no Naka de (feat. Kamiki Aya) - ZARD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i personally like GiriGiri HERO by mihimaru GT!! its the ost of the upcoming movie 'Shaolin Girl' starred Shibasaki Kou and some HongKong stars i don't know off. lala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Hiroko looked cute in this pic! lalala...hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/3324/coverdvdtu3qa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 310px;" src="http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/3324/coverdvdtu3qa1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/756/herocdcb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/756/herocdcb5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-7542679871093094470?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/7542679871093094470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=7542679871093094470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7542679871093094470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/7542679871093094470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/download-list-pt-1.html' title='download list pt. 1'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6423396051429322405</id><published>2008-05-25T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:33:01.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>download mode&lt;------- ore!</title><content type='html'>im officially a download addict and a torrent freak, yeah that's me! i can't believe all my song torrents add up to 2.6 gig just this night. JUST THIS NIGHT!! i can't get myself to stop......&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waaaaah!! &lt;/span&gt;i need to STOP! someone better stop me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare mo!!!!! &lt;------- addict! :p    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-^ &lt;--- ok, Namie Amuro's next, i love her!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BWAHAHAHAHA&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/5613095705102894074-6423396051429322405?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6423396051429322405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6423396051429322405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6423396051429322405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6423396051429322405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/download-mode-ore.html' title='download mode&lt;------- ore!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6891579375993245121</id><published>2008-05-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:18:56.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herbal tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abs'/><title type='text'>New addiction! XDXD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.abs-herbs.com.ph/images/img02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://www.abs-herbs.com.ph/images/img02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ta-da! &lt;/span&gt;my new addiction. It looks just like regular tea but it works wonder on me.  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem making  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poo-poo &lt;/span&gt;so sometimes i drink coffee but the problem is coffee's making it hard for me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i found this amazing little thing......it makes me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; poo-poo&lt;/span&gt; everyday! isn't it amazing??? ok, so i'm gross. but its a big deal to me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe!&lt;/span&gt; Shing! Shing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-6891579375993245121?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6891579375993245121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6891579375993245121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6891579375993245121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6891579375993245121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-addiction-xdxd.html' title='New addiction! XDXD'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-3457787788994479353</id><published>2008-05-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:33:04.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keannu reeves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='street kings'/><title type='text'>Street Kings^^ movie treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://im.sify.com/sifycmsimg/apr2008/14649786_Street-Kings_330x234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 192px;" src="http://im.sify.com/sifycmsimg/apr2008/14649786_Street-Kings_330x234.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Night_Watchman_%28film%29"&gt;Street Kings&lt;/a&gt;.....i watched this just a few hours ago. Its was quite good. but now that good considering the star-studded cast, or is it just me?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the movie quite bores me, so sue me! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i love Keannu Reeves so i'll let this slide.......for now. I'll find time to fully write a movie review on this one. but don't except to like what you read later on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people change you know. XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-3457787788994479353?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/3457787788994479353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=3457787788994479353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3457787788994479353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/3457787788994479353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/street-kings-movie-treat.html' title='Street Kings^^ movie treat'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4623062283759877513</id><published>2008-05-20T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:22:22.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new apartment'/><title type='text'>thoughtless thoughts^^</title><content type='html'>I have come to the conclusion that i'm REALLY moving. as in really. i mean, i have to!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exact date is sudden and just thinking about it makes me sad. i love this place, i love the people here, some excluded(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he-he!&lt;/span&gt;), i love the ambiance and i love the shower here. i thought that i'm staying in my current apartment for good but due to personal restriction i have to move to another apartment for my own sake.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hu-hu-hu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wipe eyes* Sayonara minna-san!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm sure i will miss you. all of you are one hell of a friend. -muah-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......final plans will be updated..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-4623062283759877513?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4623062283759877513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4623062283759877513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4623062283759877513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4623062283759877513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/thoughtless-thoughts.html' title='thoughtless thoughts^^'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-5094711625748537814</id><published>2008-05-19T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:05:19.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince of Tennis-----&gt;again??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img mce_real_src="http://www.399animeshop.com/prince-of-tennis-poster.jpg" src="http://www.399animeshop.com/prince-of-tennis-poster.jpg" border="0" height="266" width="200" /&gt;            &lt;img mce_real_src="http://www.haru.tv/cover/495.jpg" src="http://www.haru.tv/cover/495.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; lalalala...ok, rewatching this. i don't know why but i find myself loading the dvd to my player and poof! im once again hooked. &lt;img mce_real_src="http://blogdeshoo.blogsome.com/wp-content/plugins/Wysi-Wordpress/plugins/emotions/images/laugh.gif" src="http://blogdeshoo.blogsome.com/wp-content/plugins/Wysi-Wordpress/plugins/emotions/images/laugh.gif" alt="emoticon" title="emoticon" border="0" /&gt; ok, back watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-5094711625748537814?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/5094711625748537814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=5094711625748537814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5094711625748537814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5094711625748537814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/prince-of-tennis-again.html' title='Prince of Tennis-----&gt;again??'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-5317049788834182262</id><published>2008-05-19T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:03:30.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia -----&gt; my next stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img width="404" height="599" border="0" title="" alt="" src="http://blogdeshoo.blogsome.com/wp-admin/images/mamma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey, yey! my next movie stop. i plan to watch this in cinema because it seems like a good movie with a great cast and plot. well, certainly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hihihihi&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/5613095705102894074-5317049788834182262?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/5317049788834182262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=5317049788834182262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5317049788834182262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/5317049788834182262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/mama-mia-my-next-stop.html' title='Mama Mia -----&gt; my next stop!'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-6148726723008475632</id><published>2008-05-18T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:14:17.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatta boring Sunday! '_'</title><content type='html'>if anything else can be boring as this, please tell me. XD amazingly, i've survived through this deathly-boring Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my vocabulary boring Sunday composed of waking up disoriented. then, knowing that I don't have coffee anymore. If I'm lucky enough i'll find out that my bread pan had been ants refuge for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a bath would be longer than expected because of crazy variety show with lots of dancing that i'm too absorbed to think about taking a bath earlier than usual because of temporary water shortage on our area. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_F3uWyqSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ResMvB-HCoQ/s1600-h/IMG0190A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 184px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_F3uWyqSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ResMvB-HCoQ/s400/IMG0190A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201593655763314978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;going out eased it a little though! why not? pizza special and garlic stix are food for my soul. never under estimate the power of pizza you know. lol! even though the boredom came back after i slugged it all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and after that, I cam-whored! ta-da!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; whahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_H3uWyqTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VLjSk2VTimw/s1600-h/IMG0194A.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 137px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_H3uWyqTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VLjSk2VTimw/s200/IMG0194A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201595854786570546" border="0" /&gt;      &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_H3-WyqUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/43SkSTifu1s/s1600-h/IMG0197A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 134px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_H3-WyqUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/43SkSTifu1s/s200/IMG0197A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201595859081537858" border="0" /&gt;      &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_H3-WyqVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1uGgIvdpKIw/s1600-h/IMG0198A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 133px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_H3-WyqVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1uGgIvdpKIw/s200/IMG0198A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201595859081537874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to National Bookstore for a breath of fresh books. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_K2OWyqWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M2WTpN7ir0I/s1600-h/IMG0205A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_K2OWyqWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M2WTpN7ir0I/s200/IMG0205A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201599127551650146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmmm....so this one is already out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**i actually don't read this kind of book but i thought the cover was quite good. har-har!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a lot of scooting, i fond what i was really looking for. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ta-da!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only magazine i read....he-he-h&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_TC-WyqXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kckaRAsqxIo/s1600-h/IMG0206A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 176px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_TC-WyqXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kckaRAsqxIo/s320/IMG0206A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201608142688004466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shing, shing* hora! its speed racer. though i don't really like the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Go, Speed, Go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_TC-WyqXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kckaRAsqxIo/s1600-h/IMG0206A.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;after all that i'm still bored as hell. and i too bored too update my other blog. ok, sleeping na! ja! --tsup--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5613095705102894074-6148726723008475632?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/6148726723008475632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=6148726723008475632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6148726723008475632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/6148726723008475632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/whatta-boring-sunday.html' title='Whatta boring Sunday! &apos;_&apos;'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xwIYc_bmyhM/SC_F3uWyqSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ResMvB-HCoQ/s72-c/IMG0190A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613095705102894074.post-4390225226477064751</id><published>2008-05-17T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:47:51.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry! :D</title><content type='html'>what can i say??? welcome to me! :) my first entry on my fourth blog. and im out of words. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what to expect here? hmmm...betsuni. nothing fancy. its not my personal blog either. i just want to loiter here. and please don't trash me here. im sensitive. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh, well  enough said. out outa here. [em]rasp[/em]&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/5613095705102894074-4390225226477064751?l=korewablogda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/feeds/4390225226477064751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5613095705102894074&amp;postID=4390225226477064751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4390225226477064751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5613095705102894074/posts/default/4390225226477064751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korewablogda.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-entry-d.html' title='First Entry! :D'/><author><name>d0n_minion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615578391103281741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
