<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704190273423816685</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:45:04.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my side of the story...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704190273423816685.post-6736767903637423730</id><published>2007-08-11T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T02:05:38.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bruise that's worth it!</title><content type='html'>ever since i can remember, one of my biggest dreams is to be part of the PEP squad... to be a real cheerleader. but one thing was hindering me from marching right up to there tables to join: It was the fact that i don't have any history in gymnastics and watching the videos of the performances of different universities, i have observed that all of them know how to do the split, back walk, back hand spring, and a lot more stunts. And because the only stunt i know how to do is the cart-wheel, and that i didn't take gymnastics, i thought i was not good enough for the PEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the career path I'm taking, i have to go to UPM. That's when my dream of being one of the pep went right down the drain. I tried to find any way to be part of the PEP eventhough im in UPM. I'm thinking, maybe their training is every other day most especially wednesdays and saturdays where im very available but it was just not meant to be. they train everyday from 6-10 pm. i can't train that late, diliman is just very far from my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing is my passion and 4 years without real dancing is just long enough. The fact that the PEP is in diliman and i am in Manila won't stop me from dancing once again. In UPM i found Indayog, and it was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a month since I've first met them personally and within that month i have learned a lot of things already. and i have been very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being with indayog changes my belief that it's too late to learn what gymnasts can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday they went to rizal gymnasium to learn new stunts and i came along. hanging out there, i realized that all the things/stunts that gymnasts do don't take years to learn but only weeks [if you train everyday hehe]. its the practice and mastery to be great in their field that's what they've been doing for years. i may not be able to aquire the level in which i could compete in gymnastics, but i could learn just enough to be great in my field: DANCING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went there today alone. indayog had a competition to audition to that's why they couldn't come. Being independent, i had the freedom to choose the coach that i already knew though my bestfriend therese. hehe. in today's session, i met Kuya Dave [a third year BA in diliman, a member of the UP Pep]. Like me, he was there to learn gymnastics. and through him i learned that not all members of the Pep know how to do the stunts, him being one of the examples. it was also through him that i learned that you dont have to be already great when you enter groups like the UP Pep. You could be as simple as a clay and they'll be the ones to mold you into the best one in town. There i also met Kuya Dico, he is a member of the RP team in gymnastics. this guy is great. eventhough he's one of the experts na, he's still open to help amateurs like kuya dave and I. through kuya dico, i learned that things like split could still be learned at our age. Isipin nyo! may chance na akong makapag-split! wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a great feeling of fulfillment to have all of these chances infront of me. a great dancer who does a lot of stunts is the person i want to achieve. and knowing i still have a chance to be that person is fulfilling already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing, today i also bumped into the coach who helped us in our cheeing piece when i was a sophomore in masci. this is how our conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;[while i was practicing my back walk]&lt;br /&gt;coach: ang lakas naman pala e&lt;br /&gt;ako: ahehhehehe... sir may tanong po ako sa inyo!&lt;br /&gt;coach: ano un?&lt;br /&gt;ako: familiar po kasi kayo sa akin e. kaso dko po alam kung saan ko kayo nkta&lt;br /&gt;coach: kaw din familiar sa akin. kaya nga knina pa kta pinagmamasdan e kasi parang kilala kita&lt;br /&gt;ako: ay ganun po ba... tanong ko lang po... nagturo po ba kau ng cheering noon sa masci?&lt;br /&gt;coach: oo.. kayo un di ba? sabi na nga ba e.. kayo ung kasama nina therese!&lt;br /&gt;ako: opo!&lt;br /&gt;coach: kamusta na nga pla ung si therese? san ba xa ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;ako: UPd po xa.. PEp po xa..&lt;br /&gt;coach: ahh ganun ba... buti naman... atleast napapractice parin nya skills nya.. kaw? team ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;ako: team? what do u mean po? varsity? la po sports sa min e UPM po ako.. sayaw po oo&lt;br /&gt;coach: ahh UPM... indayog ka?&lt;br /&gt;ako: opo! alam nyo po un?&lt;br /&gt;coach: nagturo na ako sa knila.. dun sa studio nyo... bkt d ka mag-pep? sayang naman&lt;br /&gt;ako: med po kasi ako e kaya UPM... pero gusto ko po sana&lt;br /&gt;coach: mag UST ka... salinggawi.... ung built mo ksi tipong pang salinggawi e...&lt;br /&gt;ako: nagtuturo din po kayo sknila?&lt;br /&gt;coach: uu dati minsan... mag UST ka!&lt;br /&gt;ako: UPM po ako e...&lt;br /&gt;coach: o cge... sayang.... cge alis na ako... see you next time ulit a! good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it for you to find out the reason why i posted this particular conversation.. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[btw ung title ko kaya gnyan is because may pasa ako ngayon dahil sa audition ko kahapon for compet pool.. i fell.. it hurt... but it's worth it! its worth the try and experience]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-6736767903637423730?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/6736767903637423730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=6736767903637423730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/6736767903637423730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/6736767903637423730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/08/bruise-thats-worth-it.html' title='bruise that&apos;s worth it!'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-6118940058110607321</id><published>2007-07-24T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:00:14.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indayog babies batch 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BATCH 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090791880381722450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYgPjeYb1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/PUGgVm6ZGYc/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [1st Row: Maruu, Arman, Andi, Me, Missy, Moi, Candice]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[2nd Row: ___, Jean, Eric, ____ 3rd row: JB]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENTI MODE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYeCjeYbwI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kM43OcGQR64/s1600-h/IMG_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090789458020167426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYeCjeYbwI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kM43OcGQR64/s320/IMG_0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[standing L-R: Andi... Candice]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[sitting L-R: JB, Eric, Moi, Missy, Me]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYcQjeYbtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/pJTqFHN_bQs/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090787499515080402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYcQjeYbtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/pJTqFHN_bQs/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [L-R: Me, Andi, Missy, Moi, Candice, Arman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto ang mga ka-batch ko sa indayog... sama sama kaming i-huhulma ng aming mga ate at kuya para maging isang ganap na indayog... wahahhaha... iilan pa lamang yan sa batch 13.. ung iba kasi nag-si-uwian na... hehehhe... as of now kami palang ang camwhores... wahahahah... unang araw palang ng pagsasama picture na kaagad ang inatupag.. ahhaha... aking lang ipinagdarasal ay sana magsama kami hanggang sa huli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALANG QUIT QUIT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ADVISER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090791798777343762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYgKzeYbxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/-3Tojs2ZPXk/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Sr. Joey]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what we do aside from dancing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090791811662245666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYgLjeYbyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/mNjzLEjXe_8/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;[James]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090791820252180274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYgMDeYbzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/u-h3u2bUXyc/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Kuya Dan]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090791828842114882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYgMjeYb0I/AAAAAAAAAf0/K8DqyjVjV_g/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;[Kuya JR]&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/3704190273423816685-6118940058110607321?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/6118940058110607321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=6118940058110607321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/6118940058110607321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/6118940058110607321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/07/indayog-babies-batch-13.html' title='indayog babies batch 13'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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/_vYzZhGroioU/RqYgPjeYb1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/PUGgVm6ZGYc/s72-c/IMG_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704190273423816685.post-7234081854498939488</id><published>2007-07-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:24:49.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially indayog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last night was full of tension.&lt;br /&gt;i was so much scared for the first time in how many years.&lt;br /&gt;all my hopes in qualifying for indayog tumbled down.&lt;br /&gt;they found out about my s* issue.&lt;br /&gt;a thing that's been pressing my mind hard.&lt;br /&gt;joining that group passed my mind&lt;br /&gt;but if i were to chose between that and indayog,&lt;br /&gt;i would definitely choose indayog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night was terrible,&lt;br /&gt;i found out that my qualification was troubled because the indayog found out that i was being recruited.&lt;br /&gt;that s* made my head hurt for how many days&lt;br /&gt;and now, it's making me lose the one thing i ever wanted to join in UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all night was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking about the two.&lt;br /&gt;its not about choosing between the two&lt;br /&gt;but on how i hate that s* thing for placing my qualification in hot waters.&lt;br /&gt;now im worried if i'd be accepted or not&lt;br /&gt;and because of the s* issue my chance of qualifying was getting smaller&lt;br /&gt;O GOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the same...&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to prepare for a long test tom..&lt;br /&gt;but my mind was so preoccupied with worries&lt;br /&gt;and my whole system was down.&lt;br /&gt;all i ever did today was lie down and think and worry.&lt;br /&gt;worrying makes me weak.&lt;br /&gt;and weak makes me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;all day i was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;but this afternoon, while i was trying to find something to listen to that will not remind me of what i was worrying about...&lt;br /&gt;a text suddenly freed me from my worries&lt;br /&gt;and gave me back my energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi marnelli.. Bab to, ntxt knb n gege na pmasa ka sa auditions?&lt;br /&gt;o wel, i jst wnt 2 make sure na hindi ka ttuloy sa edit..&lt;br /&gt;ako bahala sayo, wg ka mtakot.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;TALAGANG HINDI NA&lt;br /&gt;DAHIL DUN MUNTIK NA AKONG DI MAKAPASA...&lt;br /&gt;pinasakit na nga ulo ko, pinanganib pa indayog membership ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayzz... im in.. im officially one of the indayog na!&lt;br /&gt;yehey!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;nobody can't explain how happy i am today&lt;br /&gt;dancing is my passion&lt;br /&gt;and i found happiness IN indayog&lt;br /&gt;not only for dancing&lt;br /&gt;but because of the people in it&lt;br /&gt;i am now part of their family&lt;br /&gt;and im proud of it&lt;br /&gt;wooooooh!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;not only will my passion be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;my skills would also be developed&lt;br /&gt;di lang sa sayaw!&lt;br /&gt;pati na rin sa stunts!&lt;br /&gt;weeee!&lt;br /&gt;watch out for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if now i have the talent in dancing&lt;br /&gt;abangan nyo pag naging halimaw na ako&lt;br /&gt;sa pagsasayaw!!&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala..&lt;br /&gt;number 3 ako sa mga nag-auditions sa indayog sa taong ito&lt;br /&gt;wahahhahaa...&lt;br /&gt;#3 of Set A&lt;br /&gt;out of 6 sets and at most 15-20 auditionist per set...&lt;br /&gt;addict noh?&lt;br /&gt;ang aga ko nag-audition&lt;br /&gt;di naman ako excited&lt;br /&gt;advice nila kc agahan ko para konti lang manonood&lt;br /&gt;tama nga cla&lt;br /&gt;wala maxado nakapanood ng audition ko&lt;br /&gt;konting mga indayog lang at walang others&lt;br /&gt;not like sa other sets.. lahat ng indayog nakapanood&lt;br /&gt;and may mga others pa.. tulad ko..&lt;br /&gt;wahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all my friends who prayed for me...&lt;br /&gt;i love you all&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/3704190273423816685-7234081854498939488?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/7234081854498939488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=7234081854498939488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7234081854498939488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7234081854498939488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/07/officially-indayog.html' title='officially indayog'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-7301504754315582195</id><published>2007-07-10T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:37:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indayog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these are the people whom I share the same passion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet my newly found ate's and kuya's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope.. soon to be family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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://bp1.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RpJfDst_SsI/AAAAAAAAAes/KSYGVyQKNXI/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RpJfDst_SsI/AAAAAAAAAes/KSYGVyQKNXI/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085231446403009218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L-R]  Renee (kapwa freshie BSSP),,  ate CJ (alumni),,  ate aly,,  sir joey (indayog adviser),, kuya dan (stunt guys),, Ate leslie (handstand girl) woooh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RpJfXMt_StI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gl0MudVZnl0/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RpJfXMt_StI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gl0MudVZnl0/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085231781410458322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday toh sa mcdo after ng workshop.. even though participant lang kami.. they invited us to join them eat.. bait noh?? madami ang mga indayog pero yan lang ang kumain sa mcdo dat time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RpJgl8t_SuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/LvKvvnUpFsM/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RpJgl8t_SuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/LvKvvnUpFsM/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085233134325156578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these are my two new ate/kuya friend sa indayog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwela sila and mabait sa mga baguhan tulad namin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit di pa ako nag-au-audition.. they treat me as a friend na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa kaliwa si kuya dan na super warm ang welcome and encouragement sa aming mga freshies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the one na nag-iinvite samin na mag-audition and masarap magpalakas ng loob yan everytime na makagawa ka ng stunt through his loud.. "WWWOOOAAAHHH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa kanan naman si ate leslie.. ang kalog at mabait na ate sa indayog.. she's the patient one na nagtuturo ng handstand sa aming mga baguhan... she teaches you as if member ka na ng indayog.. ganun sila ka-generous... mabait si ate leslie.. kalog pa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through this two people i feel so welcomed... sila ang nagpakita sa akin na di nakakatakot ang sumali sa indayog...  through them i felt welcome to join... because of their warmness i even felt one of them na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am determined to join the indayog because i love dancing.. but now i have one more purpose in joining... i want to be part of their family.. i want to continue hanging out with them.. i want them to be my friends... ang saya nila kasama.. hindi lang dancing ang habol ko ngayon sa indayog.. kundi ang mga tao narin...&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/3704190273423816685-7301504754315582195?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/7301504754315582195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=7301504754315582195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7301504754315582195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7301504754315582195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/07/indayog.html' title='indayog'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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/_vYzZhGroioU/RpJfDst_SsI/AAAAAAAAAes/KSYGVyQKNXI/s72-c/IMG_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704190273423816685.post-1921126026967757478</id><published>2007-06-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:45:29.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeepney rides</title><content type='html'>sa araw-araw kong pagba-biyahe ngayon papasok sa UP at pauwi sa bahay, aking napag-tuunan ng pansin ang madalas kong pagkaka-sabay sa mga lalaking "gentleman". hindi ko lang lubos maisip kung bakit ngayon lang ako nakaka-sabay sa mga ganitong mga klaseng mga binata. ngayon lang na nasa kolehiyo na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ba'y sa kadahilanan na ako'y nasa kolehiyo na at maluwag na ang oras at kasabay na ng halos lahat ng mga kolehiyo umuwi kumpara sa dati kong uwi sa mataas na paaralang pang-agham ng maynila kung saan ang klase ay natatapos ng alas-sais ng gabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sadyang ganito lang ang mga lalake kapag nakakita na ng dalagang naka-"shades", may pintura ang mukha, at may mga palamuti sa katawan.... at hindi simpleng asul na uniporme at sabog-sabog na ayos ang suot... hayyy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-1921126026967757478?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/1921126026967757478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=1921126026967757478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/1921126026967757478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/1921126026967757478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/06/jeepney-rides.html' title='jeepney rides'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-8224316951496840561</id><published>2007-06-17T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:31:09.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new life.. new friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my first 3 days in UP was just amazing. I assumed that on the first few weeks i will only be with my friends from masci, aby and sam but it didn't. Aside from them, i am with other girls. i never expected to have a new group of friends only on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP opened last wednesday June 13, 2007 but it was just a whole day orientation (University orientation in the morning and college orientation in the afternoon). Well, some of the orientation's parts were entertaining but you really cant avoid to be sleepy in some parts because the air con works quite excellent in tempting us to sleep. what i looked forward to see was the intermission number of the UP manila indayog dance varcity. i wanted to see what kind of dances they do and if i could manage to follow their steps. fortunately, the dances were that of my interest. their music made me rock. their steps were of my forte. i just hope i would be accepted. i looked around, and i saw a lot of familiar faces... those of my previous school. it is because of this that the idea of entering a whole new world does not sound so scary. it seems quite a bit funny. it's as if UP is just an extension of our former school. it helps so much that i know a lot of people and i know the area. after the orientation almost all the mascians mutually decided to meet up right outside the entrance. there i saw my old friends. and also my old enemies. the world isn't balanced without them. anyway, we all decided to eat at the old robinsons but we were all shocked to see for the first time our dear rob fully packed with human beings. hahahha! for an hour we weren't able to find a place to eat cause all of the restaurants and fast food chain were packed, even the food court. so we settled in buying from plato wraps and bread talk. after that pauline, aby and i proceeded to the cph audi for the cph orientation. i assumed it would also be boring, but i went anyway to see my possible blockmates. when the orientation was done i was tensed for the next day. it would be the official start of the classes. first day of meeting the profs. and my first ever class in UP is PE1. unfortunately, aby and sam's pe is on mondays while mine is on thursdays. i was tensed because i have no one to be with on my first class. how sad. i tried to ask a few PH students if they belong to block 22 and if their PE is on thursday. Unfortunately, i found none. I was very tensed for the next day because one of the things I do not like is being alone. But i opened my mind and thought of it as a way to meet new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday came. I was alone. I walked the street of Pedro Gil hoping that I won't be late. I came to the place called SSWC and there were a lot of students already. i didn't know what to do because whenever i am alone my brain doesn't work well. i headed straight for the guard in charge and according to him our prof is still not around. so, for a while i panicked coz i dont know where or whom to go to while waiting. i scanned the faces standing in front of the building and luckily i saw one familiar one. it was nikko, the boy who was in front of me in all enrollment activities (from medical to enrollment to parent's confe to pshyc test to college orientation). i approached him assuming that he knows me too because we've greeted each other in every activity mentioned. Nikko was with a girl, Julliene. i greeted them as i approach and asked them what's the latest news on PE. We introduced ourselves and had a conversation. After a while a group of girls approached us. I figured they were our block mates coz one was familiar to me. If nikko was always infront of me in lines, Nhet was after me. Our group was a little bit larger. As usual, we introduced each other again. and i was Marnelli. ha! first we talked about PE, wondering what will happen and where could the prof be and if he will actually attend. Next was a big bee [wasp ata tawag dun e hehe!] that was lurking around us and made some girls freak out. they were all nice. they were all fun to be with. everyone was friendly. on that moment also we immediately exchanged cellphone numbers. then we all began to joke around kaagad. for freshmen on their first ever class, we were kind of noisy and wild. then we called people that we know are included in bsph. and we became larger. nhet and i were the noisiest and the wildest. we kidded around. on the other end of the bench we were sitting on were students that we think are also bsph. so nhet and i decided to approach them. YUp! they were also our block mates but we weren't able to convince them to join us on the other end because there were upper class men sitting in between our group and theirs. so nhet and i went back to our group. when we are deciding to leave because an our had passed already, a substitute came and oriented us. PE ended early and we have an hour before our next class. we have nothing much to do, and nowhere to go so we all went walking. just walking. but our fbc, ate rona, texted us to meet her at our kom rum. when we got there, i had a chance to talk to my other blockmates. there i got to talk to loren and ralph. hehe. a group of sophomores entered the room. we were tensed, thinking maybe we were in the wrong room. but they were the ones who left. then a teacher entered and said that our class were transferred to 304. so we transfered. we were a bit pissed because the room we went to was newly painted. it smelled awful. then after a while another teacher came and said our class was in GAB 304 not RH. ok. fine. lipat ulit. (pinaglalaruan ata kami). when we arrived at GAB 304, there was a class using it. the prof in that class adviced us to ask the OCR about our room. when we got there we found an fbc. thanks to her we found the list of new room assignments.. and guess what... our class was on GAB 306, the room with the guy who asked us if that was our room. hayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we never came back to 306 due to exhaustion. we all decided to eat at rob. the upper class men of bsph were inviting us to eat with them. they were all kind and funny. i was glad they were warm to us freshmen. our next class was natsci and there we met the other half of the block. i was reunited with sam and abi so i sat with them, but still near with nhet and the other girls. sitting beside abi was jem, so i talked to him. at first he was a bit shy, but when we were teasing sam about a boy, his "pagka-kalog" came out. then i came back to my new friends and we hanged-out. we talked about our past love lifes. hehe. then we asked one of our guy block mate, JOseph, to join our circle. and then we interviewed him on his past love life. nagkwento naman xa. haha. that part of the day was so much fun. it made the idea of new life happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then our next class was math 17 but the prof still didn't come. instead, our fbc , ate rona, met us. she oriented us about the policies and activities in UP. we voted our blockhead (nikko), mr. and ms. freshie (joseph and monica).. pati pala ass. of the blockhead ('oble".. dave) the choosing of the mr. freshie was interesting. having only 7 boys in our block, we all decided to let them one by one face monica so we could see who has the most chemistry with her. and the winner was JOseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was our last class. and we can go home already. my new friends (nhet, nina, loren, monica and myra) asked to meet tom morning so we could altogether go to the univ. lib to get our id's counter-signed. i felt happy! because even though it was only the first day, it felt as if we knew each other for a long time. we talk and kid around like long time friends. and i was very happy to have friends kagad on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the third day, while i was on my way to UP, they texted me and asked where was I. i planned not to go to the library because i still have no 1x1 picture but they still remembered me. when i asked cno cno sila, i found out that all the girls i was able to hang out with on the first day was there. completo! pati si sam. on that moment i felt touched. it was an enigmatic feeling. i dont know how it all happened but we were kind of a "barkada" on the first day palang ng klase. cool kaya! i hope our friendship will last until we all graduate. hehehe.. the greatest part of the day was when we all hanged-out at the stairs of the cph bldg after classes because it was still early. we talked about a lot of things. i found out why we became friends so fast. truly, "birds with the same feather DO flock together". we have so much similarities: in personality, in experiences, in life. but above all, i am so glad i found them. Having them makes  it easier to face the new life in UP. it makes me feel home and happy. i thank GOD na first day palang kasama ko na kaagad sila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:p&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/3704190273423816685-8224316951496840561?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/8224316951496840561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=8224316951496840561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8224316951496840561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8224316951496840561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-life-new-friends.html' title='new life.. new friends'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-4796876752866640236</id><published>2007-06-09T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T01:06:08.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eww</title><content type='html'>this is a short post to express what i feel right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that most of the people that i want and expected to get rid off and not see anymore are also IN University of the Philippines Manila... buti sana if isa lang or 2 but no, most of them that i dont like are in UPM.... why are they in manila??? why??? why not diliman???? why also in manila??? WHY?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-4796876752866640236?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/4796876752866640236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=4796876752866640236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/4796876752866640236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/4796876752866640236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/06/eww.html' title='eww'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-7210619018018641182</id><published>2007-06-07T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:43:44.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last minute</title><content type='html'>today was my last gimmick for this summer. For the whole months of April and May I wasn't able to go out much. One reason is that I did have a lot of things to prepare for my debut and my schedule was packed. Another is that my mother won't let me go out much for some reason I don't know. She just wants me to stay and be bored here at home. But I won't allow my summer to be totally boring. That is why I am using these last two weeks to the fullest. I set last minute hang outs as many as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine.. one Saturday (june 2, 2007) PH, Ralph, Therese and I met for our Alpha course... but that morning I suddenly felt like swimming so i persuaded all 3 to swim also. And on the spot, without any stuff for swimming.. we all swam.. luckily PH and ralph always carry extra clothes in their bags... wahahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i realized that classes will start next week. and i still want to have more fun! one night in moa i was watching the people skate in the ice rink.. and i suddenly felt like skating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i texted the people who are always on the go for lakwatcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ralph and ph.. (everyday may lakad.. di kaso ang money.. wooooh!)&lt;br /&gt;therese (kaso hindi pinayagan)&lt;br /&gt;thea (maglilipat bahay)&lt;br /&gt;nino (maraming pera at go parin lagi!)&lt;br /&gt;aby (isa pang lakwatsera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short "nagsama-sama ang mga lakwatsera" because in this time of the year.. usually people have no more money because it is the end of summer... but still no classes from where to get extra money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.. with just one day of invitation... it was set! we were going to skate in moa in the morning and play badminton in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our meeting time is 9:30.. we're the ones who will open moa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late because of traffic.. it was already past ten.. and i decided to meet nino in value point... aby texted to wait for her too in value point so it was almost 11 when we left vpoint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was past 11 and we cant see any sign of ralph at the rink... (un pala nag maniax)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we found him... weeeeeeeeee!.. skating time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we decided to eat.. where?.. there was a debate and i was forced to act as an ate just to come out with a decision.... pizza hut bistro....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pizza hut part was fun!... i was wild.. haha.. the ordering part was funny because ralph and i were always complaining about the prices... on the other hand nino and aby are not minding the prices... tsk tsk tsk... we ordered cheesy pops! and two bottomless ice tea... and i insisted on sitting on a round sofa... i liked it coz it looks like a jacuzzi with a table.. wahahaha.... waiting for the food was a little long... so while we wait we talked about a lot of things... one of which is arvilind pagtalunan... nothing negative... this is just because ralph was writing on her message notebook... hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we visited timezone for a while ... well, you cant blame us... we have with us two guyz addicted to dance maniax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we took a taxi to badminton city... we weren't able to catch the "unlimited play" time range... so we paid 200 per hour.. and because our bugdet for badminton was only 60 per person.. we only paid for one hour... though one hour lang,, we were able to have so much fun naman.. hahaha.. shorts versus jogging pants.. ralp and i wore shorts while aby and nino were in jogging pants... i had fun... at least the groupings were fair coz in each group there was an experienced (mga sanay mag badminton: ralph nino).. and there was also an amateur (matagal nang di nagbabadminton: aby bea) i had so much fun... there was no competition... no scoring.. we were all there playing just to burn energy and perspire... and we had so much fun... after that we all took a shower and went home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for being game for everything.. you helped me enjoy my last few weeks of summer... thank you very much.. i hope there would be more! see you in alpha course!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-7210619018018641182?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/7210619018018641182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=7210619018018641182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7210619018018641182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7210619018018641182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-minute.html' title='last minute'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-7271333868172052260</id><published>2007-05-31T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:03:37.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendships</title><content type='html'>dati, i thought that i was the only one who treasure my friends... that they don't treasure me as much as i do them... they don't care about me... and i feel taken for granted... because often than not we don't talk and bond that much even though were in the same school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having what happened this summer.. i realized that true friends really are true... they don't have to be by your side literally to be called as a "friend by your side"... in fact you'll even realize that the people who are always with you are those people you are not sure will stay forever... usually, those people who are true aren't seen with you 24/7 but is there when you expect them not to be... and you'll be surprised with what they can do just for the sake of your friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so touched with what my friends have done for me this past few weeks... they have sacrificed their summer just to help me with my debut... they are the ones very willing to be with me... even those who i rarely talk to in my 4 years stay in masci even showed great amounts of effort... haha..  even though they have experienced a lot of things along the way.. they still continue to help.... one even surprised me... even though he got robbed in the other party, he didn't allow that experience to stop him from helping me with mine... even without communication he managed to be present in all rehearsals... IMAGINE THAT!... no communications at all... no text no calls.. no ym.... with me.,... but he managed to get to our house and rehearse.... wow! galing.... nice one! and kahit medyo OP xa... go go parin... love ko talaga sila....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also.... i realized how greatly treasured i am according to their messages... i never thought that my getting them together for lakwatsa means so much to them... naiinis na nga ako kc lagi na lang ako nag-aasikaso nun... but i thought maybe im just the person right for the job... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta this is all what i can say... true friends are more like the wind... rarely seen but so much essential... so much useful... and so much true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is more important that even though you dont get to see or talk to each other often, your friendship still stays than a being with them 24/7 but next year the friendship is gone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-7271333868172052260?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/7271333868172052260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=7271333868172052260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7271333868172052260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7271333868172052260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/05/friendships.html' title='friendships'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-689643459170855186</id><published>2007-05-29T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:56:14.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words can't describe the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let these pictures tell you the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RlxDJQjTA_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/y5rz4stfyGY/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RlwPaAjS9jI/AAAAAAAAACc/ieA3SjE8rYY/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069944220011394610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RlwPaAjS9jI/AAAAAAAAACc/ieA3SjE8rYY/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RlwPaAjS9jI/AAAAAAAAACc/ieA3SjE8rYY/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069944220011394610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would like to thank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the people who helped me put together this debut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all who came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all who gave me these gifts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much for making me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!&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/3704190273423816685-689643459170855186?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/689643459170855186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=689643459170855186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/689643459170855186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/689643459170855186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/05/night-to-remember.html' title='a night to remember'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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/_vYzZhGroioU/RlxDJQjTA_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/y5rz4stfyGY/s72-c/08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704190273423816685.post-5867067678437067495</id><published>2007-05-22T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T02:20:19.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me..</title><content type='html'>its now 2am in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours ago i just turned 18...  they say this is one of the most special phase of a female person...&lt;br /&gt;im officially not a girl anymore... not yet a woman... im a lady!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so touched that my friends really put effort to be the first one to greet me on this special birthday... imagine all of them saying one exact line.."ako unang mag-gi-great sa ' yo" hahahahaha.. i love them so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here.. alone.. everyone is asleep.. being sentimental.. listening to all of the songs my 18roses picked for my debut... listening as the rain touches the earth... having the rain makes me smile.. cause for me, raining on my bday is something... for me it is GOD's way of blessing me.. and im glad that, as i remember, not one birthday of mine has the rain been absent.. i thought it's just one of my biased observation... but my friend kim, whose birthday is also same with mine but 2yrs later, proved right my observation... she also noticed that it always rained on our birthday.. whether just a shower or typhoon.. ahahahah... right now the rain has stopped.. raining for just a moment made me think that "hindi kaya umulan for the sake of the record na laging umuulan sa birthday ko" God works with me.. we both maintain the record.. hahahhaha... its really weird that out of the hotness.. it just suddenly rains... or maybe rainy season is just starting... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only 4 days from now and its the much awaited party... lately i haven't felt excited because of the stress i've been going through in preparing for my debut... but hearing these songs that will be played during the dances of the 18 roses.. i suddenly felt excited... trying out my gown also helped.. hahahahha... i do hope nothing goes wrong.. i hope everyone in that party would have a great time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME 18 WONDERFUL YEARS OF LIFE.. AND I PRAY THAT YOU WOULD BLESS ME WITH MORE YEARS TO LIVE.... THANK YOU VERY MUCH.. I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legal na ako.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-5867067678437067495?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/5867067678437067495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=5867067678437067495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/5867067678437067495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/5867067678437067495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me..'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-4568958803020359060</id><published>2007-05-07T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:34:53.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd step.. a larger one</title><content type='html'>my dental and physical examination was today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis naman... nagpa-dental na ako sa family dentist namin e.. nawala pa.. san na ba un?? anywayz pwede naman pumila e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... the day started late... late ako gumising.. may party kc kagabi.. bday ng dear ate ko... so un... PH and i were suppose to meet ng 8 sa masci.. kaso 7:30 na nsa bahay parin me.. but when i txtd him.. kht xa nasa bahay pa.. nauna pa nga ako sa knya sa manila e.. i waited in jbee p.gil for almost an hour.. bigla kcng sumabay sknya si ralph e.. hinintay pa xa ni PH.. ralph talaga o!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so un.. habang nasa jbee ako... mao met me there.. kukunin niya kc sa akin ung 1/4 niya na naglalaman ng kodigo niya sa mom's day... hahahaha.... after a while Ph finally arrived.. nawala pa nga sya e.. kala niya wala daw jbee sa p.gil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so un.. pumunta na kami sa college of dentistry... c ph may dental na.. so derecho na siya sa 3rd floor papavalidate na lng siya... ako.. dahil nga nawala dental ko.. pumila pa ako.. pero onti na lang tao.. mga 5 na lang kami.. patapos na kc ung dental.. naubos na ang mga tao.. ahahhahaa... lucky me... mabilis lang din ako chinek-up... my teeth are clear kc.. walang any form of damage.. kaya ung dental form ko malinis din.. hahah.. walang sulat kundi pangalan... ahahahhahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nun.. sbi ni ph.. 1pm pa daw physical... so libot muna kami... para di sayang ung time.. we decided to go to recto na kagad at pagawa na ung gift ni chrissy... habang wala kaming gngwa... sbi ni ralph daanan daw xa sa p.faura... ayan nanaman... ang tagal nanaman... ralph talaga o! tsk tsk tsk... tapos while walking to lrt may guy na nag-approach sa amin humihingi ng 5 pesos pang pamasahe daw niya papuntang cubao.. or 10 na lang pang kain na din... may duda ako... c ralph naman bigay lang... nakita pa nga namin si sr.bau... sabi niya modus operandi lang un.... pero ayun kay ralph "kawang-gawa" daw un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so un.. nag lrt kami going to d.jose... c ralph tagabuhat ko ng gigantic xray ko.. ahahaha... payag naman e... [bait ka naman ralph diba?? hahaha.. peace!!]... grabe super init sa labas ng lrt... while we were inside the train ph said na mag roundtrip nalang daw kami sa lrt para malamig... sayang yung pera.. sabi namin.. magstay na lang kami sa mall.. haha.. paglabas namin ng train.. init nanaman.. nung nasa stall na kami ng suki ko... habang pinapagaw ko ung gift ko.. cla ph at ralph nagtingin tingin.. its kinda an empty mall na may super onting stalls.. mga 5 lang.. hahah.. tapos nakita nila ung pagawaan ng tshirt.. dina-dare nila isa't isa magpagawa ng tshirt with their own faces on it.. hahhaha.. funny noh??? sabi ko mas exciting if mukha nung isa ung isusuot.. ahahhaa.. just imagine that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after matapos nung gift ko for chrissy.. bumalik na kami sa lrt.. then punta kami masci.. dun mineet ni ralph cla royce and iric where sabay clang pupunta sa prac for debut ni thea.. pero bago umalis tambay muna kaming lahat sandali.. at dahil puro choir cla.. xempre nagsikantahan sila... ako kinig lang.. heheh.. i can sing pero ayoko sa harap ng mga marunong tumingin ng flat at sharp notes.. katakot.. ahahhahaha... after that lahat kami nagsilabasan.. si ph ang kasama ko.. we went to pgh... sa UP health service... para kaming nagte-treasure hunt.. may mapa kaming sinusundan para lang makita ung UP health service sa PGH.. hahahha... though i hate pgh dahil sa experience ko nung first year ako.. [napilay ako tapos dahil nirerenovate ang pgh pinagpapasapasahan nila ako... kexo dun daw ang ortho.. kexo dito.. buti sana kung room room lang distance ng pinalalakad nila.. e hindi e.. end to end ng ospital... hello!!! pilay kaya ako..] pero i need to sacrifice.. magtiis.. dahil klangan sa UP.. anywayz pagdating doon ang daming parents sa labas.. then pumunta kami sa table where may mga UP students na nag-aassist.. they asked for the xray result [ung papel lang.. grrr!! kung alam ko lang sana di ko na dinala ung  napaka-gigantic kong xray films...] at ung dental certificate.. then nagbigay sila ng medical form where there are questions about your medical history.. then may isang fbc na nagsabi "mascian ka diba?".. kala ko naman may nakasulat na masci dun sa mga pinagpapasa ko sa knya.. then nung narealize ko na wala i wondered pano niya nalaman na mascian ako... then i asked her.. batch 2006 pala xa.. kaya pala.. nakikita kita niya ako sa masci.. and she particularly said "volleyball varsity ka diba?".. haha.. exposed?? ahahaha.. anywayzz.. super init din doon.. and super dead spot... kaya si ph labas ng labas dahil may mga katext xa... hmmmm... issue!! ahahaha.. joke c leslie jv at ralph naman ktxt nun e.. super tagal ng medical.. papaano.. 2 lang ung doctor... anywayzz.. habang naghihintay nakipagkwentuhan ako sa mga fbc... they are super bait.. napaisip tuloy ako na mag fbc din pag 2nd yr ko... makwento sila.. super.. enjoy.. ahahha.. after 3 hours of waiting... finally na check na rin ako ng doctor.. and ang pinaka-main topic namin ay ang ubo ko.. naman!! lagi na lng tong ubo ko!! grr... binigyan pa nga ako ng bagong prescription ng gamot though cnbi ko na may iniinom na me na gamot... pinapa-PPD pa nga ako e... its a skin test to determine if may TB ka.. but my mom said wag na daw kc mas naniniwala siya sa Pulmonologist namin kaysa sa isang doctor na hindi naman alam ang history ko at hindi naman specialist sa lungs... at kung TB ito sana sinabi na ng doctor namin diba?? at tska gumagaling na ako e.. y pa ako iinom ng gamot na un?? mahal pa nga ng gamot ko e... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;so un natapos din kami after 10 years... ayus lang nung nasa loob na kc airconed ung part na un.. dun sa labas ung super hot... hahahha.... sa wed na enrollment ko.. bwahahahah.. mejo excited na ako...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-4568958803020359060?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/4568958803020359060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=4568958803020359060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/4568958803020359060'/><link 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everyday of your life for the next many years... making memories... solving problems.. absorbing emotions...  ung tipong hindi ka makapaniwala na eto na ang magiging buhay mo... ung tipong iba't iba ang nagiging reaction at impression mo sa mga nakikita mo... i still cant believe na un na ang canteen ko.. ang rooms ko.. ang tambayan ko... ang environment ko... un na ang mga taong palagi kong makikita... kanina nga e.. while i was waiting for the result of my application sa APE.. i was in a room inside the office of the college secretary [thankfully air-coned un].. in that batch of applicants na naghihintay, ako ung unang pinapasok.. then this guy.. at first nung nasa labas pa xa, akala ko higher year xa.. then nung pumasok xa sa same room where i was.. also waiting for APE.. narealize ko freshman din xa... kinausap nga niya ako e.. tinanong if APE din pakay ko.. after looking at what im holding which is a photocopy of my admission notice... friendly xa... napaisip tuloy ako... this is the start of knowing new set of people.. making new set of friends.. but i will definitely not forget those friends whom i treasure the most.. hindi sila mapapalitan.. madadagdagan lang.. hehehehe... isa isang nadagdagan ang mga tao sa room na yun.. while waiting for the lady by the window to go to the room where we are.. super quiet at hiya kaming 4 sa isat isa.. ako naaliw nanaman ako sa pag tap ng ballpen.. tpos ung guy na katabi ko nagtap ng finger.. feeling ko nakikiduet xa sa pagtatap ko.. ahahah.. natawa naman ako inside my mind.... i was wondering what was on their mind... naisip ko na naman na for sure they thingk im maarte at masungit... na for sure iibahin ko sa pagdaan ng panahon.. so apat lang kaming inorient sa mga exams ng APE.. isa isang binigay permit namin.. xempre tinawag isa isa ang surname namin... eto nanaman ako.. nahihiya sa pilido ko.. kadiri naman ksi e.. anywayzzzz.... 4 kami.. 2 boys 2 girls.. after ng orientation the lady told us to check out the rooms we will use and he directed us to the canteen where we must buy blue booklets to serve as answer sheets... hiwa-hiwalay kami lumabas.. and because wala ang mama ko dahil busy sa stfap... mag-isa ako.. takot baka mawala at magmukang tanga sa loob ng UPM... hayyy... so naisip kong magpasama sana dun sa guy na nakausap ko kc he told me meron na siyang blue booklets at pinakita niya un sa akin.. i was allowed to hold it... he even told me how much was it.. haha.. friendly talaga... kung super gwapo lang un.. haha alam na... pero super frendly niya...&lt;br /&gt;kaso the girl na kasama ko sa pagkuha ng APE permit lumapit sa akin... she asked me if i was going to the canteen.. i said yes.. so sabi niya.. tara sabay tayo... so i didn't go to that guy anymore anywayzz may kasama na ako.. un lang naman pakay ko e.. para di magmukhang tanga.. and if ever magmukang tanga may karamay ako.. hehehe... so un pumunta kami.. kaso may problema.. i have no money at all,.. ung bag ko na kay mother dear... so sinamahan ko na lang siya... and inalam ko na lang rin kung saan makakabili ng blue book para mamaya pag ksama na mama ko alam ko na saan... so there we were.. bumili na siya... and she asked me if im not going to buy.. i said i have no money.. i'll just wait for my mother.. she even offered to abono muna.. kaso super nakakahiya kc super strangers pa kami.. so i refused.. kapal ko naman noh.. and if i ever accepted it.. anong panghahawakan niya at ako para masiguradong bayaran ko xa.. di naman ako papayag ng hindi ko xa bayaran... ang panget naman ng first impression niya sa akin.. isang stranger na walang pera na hindi nagbayad.. hehehe.. kc im not sure if magkikita pa kami after that happening.... pero nakapag-usap kami ng onti.. while walking towards the exit... i got her name.. isabela.. nice.. siya ang una kong nakilala sa UP.. wooohhh.... and org comm xa.. i introduced myself as bea.. tsk tsk tsk... kala ko ba marnelli na ako sa UP???? ha??? pero mahirap simulan... ah basta! magiging marnelli na ako.. sawa na ako sa bea.. na super common... sa mga mascians na kasama ko sa UPm.. wag kayo react!!! tanggapin niyo na lang... i want to be marnelli... and you cant do anything to stop me... bwahahahaha... nga pala.. sa mga mascians sa UPm ulit.. dont call me bea ah!! and dont react if kaklase ko kayo and i introduced myself as marnelli... bagong buhay.. bagong identity.. just wanna try how it feels to be marnelli and not bea.. gudluck na lang sa akin noh.. na successfully kong maitatak sa mga tao na marnelli nga name ko... walang magrereact sa kung ano man ang maisip kong kwento/reason kaya bkt marnelli ang "ginagamit" ko at bkt hindi ung bea.... hehehehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-1185968368848066879?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704190273423816685.post-2761119515473352500</id><published>2007-04-26T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T01:44:47.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hala lagot...</title><content type='html'>it was just last night that i realized na super wala na akong time...  when i checked my UP stuff narealize ko na dapat this week e mag pa-x-ray na ako.. na-shock me.. kala ko super tagal pa ang scheds ko ng UP.. then i decided fix my schedule.. i printed out my personal calendar and there i wrote all my scheds.. ahaha... you wont really realize or feel how tight your schedule is until you visualize it... hahahaha... gawshh!! super magkakadikit at nagcoconflict ang scheds ng UP ko, UP ng iba, Debut preparations ko, at debut ng bestfriend ko... hayyy.... check out my sched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting kanina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april&lt;br /&gt;25- x-ray, debut shoes, picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26- cotillion practice for thea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27- adventure of mao papunta house ko haha, first meeting with mao (dance choreographer ko.. hehehe.. emcee narin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28- whole day practice with mao.. gawa steps.., attend youth gathering with tetz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29- none yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30- meeting with co-choreographer jk.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;br /&gt;1- labor day, baka daw may rally... haha.. no activity yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- none yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- hopefully practice na with dance no. 2.. with jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- cotillion prac ulit kay thea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- practice with mao dance 1 and 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- birthday of dear sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- dental exam and physical exam sa UP... deadline for stfap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- chrissy's bday,, lola's bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- enrollment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- none yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- gen prac of thea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- hepa vaccine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13- thea's big day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14- none pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- none pa.. hopefully prac ng dance no.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16- grup practice.. (cotillion ko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17- rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- grup practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19- gen rehearsal sa venue ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22- BIRTHDAY KO!! arrival din ni papa from qatar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23-final preparations for debut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24-final preparations for debut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25-final preparations for debut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.. DEBUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... hectic noh?? parang artista lang.. hahaha... well.. as of now i have 8 vacant day.. at wala pa sa sched na yan ang pag punta ulit sa modista para kunin gown for thea's debut, isukat ang gown sa debut ko for alterations... pag-order and pick-up ng malanding cake na 3 wks daw bago makuha.. ung shoes ko di pa nabibili... ung food tasting... pag papakuha ng 2x2 picture... pagsubmit ng stfap form...ung pag tawag sa mga tao... hayy.. wish ko lang mag confirm na sila para hindi na sila tatanungin at tawagan pa... gudluck naman sa akin... dami dami pang klangan isingit pero 8 na lang ang bakanteng araw ko... gudluck to me!! pero these are all worth it..  if  ito ang daan upang maging masaya ang birthday at makapasok sa pinapangarap na eskwelahan then be it!!... love  YOU Lord!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-2761119515473352500?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/2761119515473352500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=2761119515473352500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2761119515473352500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2761119515473352500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/04/hala-lagot.html' title='hala lagot...'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-3163708812031758747</id><published>2007-04-19T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:35:45.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet revenge</title><content type='html'>ang sarap ng feeling ng maghiganti....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon ay may isang paraan na akong alam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumutulong sa akin maghiganti sa mga pesteng nagpapasakit sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga walang kwentang hindi nagpapatulog sa akin sa gabi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga bwisit na nagdudulot ng sakit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang mga LAMOK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon sa divisoria ay bumili kami ng famous mosquito killer.. ung mukhang tennis racket na electric shocker ... hahaha.. matagal ko nang alam na may ganito.. lagi kong nakikita na binebenta ito sa may lrt edsa station.. alam kong mosquito killer siya.. pero hindi ako maxadong naniwala.. feeling ko mga pakana lang nila.. mga joke time na benta lang... well anywayzz... nung pumunta ako sa concepcion nung holy week may tita akong may ganun... tinuro sa akin ng pinsan ko kung pano siya gamitin... tinry ko... onti lang ung lamok sa kanila kaya mahirap malaman ang effect ng killer... tapos biglang nagulat ako.. hahaha.. hindi ako sanay... pumuputok siya pag may lamok.. haahaha.. nakakatuwa.. hindi ako maxado nagenjoy dahil onti lang lamok nila sa lugar na un.. pero naaliw kami.. kaya kahapon bumili kami ng mama ko... kagabi tinry namin sa bahay namin.. maraming lamok sa amin lalo na sa labas... kaya parang new year ang tunog pag ginamit ang mosquito killer... para bang may watusi na pumuputok.. hahaha... sunod sunod ang tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.... ang dating iniiwasan ay ngayong hinahabol...hinahanap na namin ngayon ang mga lamok... hahahahah... nagmistulang bagong laruan at pampalipas oras ang mosquito killer hahaha... try niyo! masarap ang feeling ng pumatay ng lamok.. as in sa harap mo mismo sila namamatay at pumuputok pa.. hindi katulad ng baygon process.. hindi mo sila nakikitang namamatay.. bwahahaha... masarap ang feeling ng after all the bites na nakuha mo sa mga pesteng lamok na iyon..  ay ngayon ay nakakapaghigante ka na... this is a very good technology... sabi ko nga e... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWEET REVENGE&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/3704190273423816685-3163708812031758747?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/3163708812031758747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=3163708812031758747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/3163708812031758747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/3163708812031758747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-revenge.html' title='sweet revenge'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-5904603278726297915</id><published>2007-04-19T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:47:33.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sikat</title><content type='html'>this happened yesterday... april 18, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the scheduled day of our trip to divisoria... my mom and i were going to buy some souvenirs to be given away on my debut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever we go to divisoria.. we only use car until at the UN station of the LRT.. my mom parks our car at the pearl manila... she doesn't know the route to divisoria when using the car.. she only knows the commute way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being near the school, i dropped the photocopies of my report card at the office of Masci for it to be countersigned... there i bumped into my franklin friends... nga pala, today is the outing day of our section.. i wasn't allowed to come.. it's hard to explain.. basta! they super protective..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went along and met my mom who parked the car at the pearl.. we rode the lrt to doroteo jose... while we were in recto my mom decided to order a tarpaulin for my party.. hahahahaha... with my picture on it.. a big one.. just the thought of seeing one big poster with my face on it makes me roll on the floor and laugh... we went to our "suki" in recto... this is the store where i got my invitations made... while i listen to my mom and the saleslady discuss the tarpaulin my eyes were caught by something surprising... hahaha... it's my invitation!!! it's posted on the wall!!! it is being displayed!! hahahaha... its exactly my invitation!! with the neon pink envelope and pink ribbon and my picture!! hahaha.. its really my invitation! i cant really believe it.. i never thought of my invitation to be one of the displays in that store. i really cant believe that my invitation is actually displayed... waaahhh my picture!! its exposed!!! ahhhh... sikat.. ahahaha... i showed it to my mother.. she was surprised also.. she asked the lady why it was displayed.. she said my invitation was pretty nice.. its colors are well combined and the picture daw is very beautiful.. its very rare that they get to make invitations with a beautiful picture... hahahaha... is that really true?? kadiri a.. haha.. when they were tying the ribbons of my invitation.. a lot of customers commented on the color and my picture... maganda daw ung pic.. hahah... my pic kasi has flowers on the background.. it was taken in front of a vase of orchids sa century park... i think its because of that.. ung effect niya haha.. not really my face.. bwahahaha.. but atleast... the fact that my invitation was displayed.. it means my invitation looks great.. bwahahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all of that we proceeded to divisoria.. with my mom who knows every streets of divisoria, we never left any stone unturned.. we searched all the stores in divisoria to find the souvenirs that suits my mother's taste and mine.. and suits very well our pockets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an all day walk in divisoria we finally found the the souvenir we wanted... it wasn't easy.. every souvenir you see in divisoria were all the same.. it all looked the same.. my mom and i didn't want a common souvenir.. we wanted it to be unique.. though the one we chose had other similar ones... the thing that made ours unique was its container... it was very unique... its shape... we took a lot of time in the store where we first found that souvenir... after all the prices and deals were discussed.. the store found out that they have no more stock of container with the exact shape and design... so we have to search the whole street of souvenir shops to look for the store that could possibly have a stock of 50 pieces of that specific container... every store didn't have that design... we found one that has a display of it but didn't have stocks... all didn't have it.... all but one.. we were in luck.. one store has it... and they have only 51 stocks left.. whew!!.. we were so lucky... at least now we have this assurance that there is little chance that this souvenir was used in previous debuts already.. nice... this was a good day!! i had my bonding time with my mother... found a very unique souvenir that satisfied our taste.. and the best part was.. hahaha.. my invitation was a display... kaya pala butal ung binigay sa aming number of invitations... hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-5904603278726297915?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/5904603278726297915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=5904603278726297915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/5904603278726297915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/5904603278726297915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/04/sikat.html' title='sikat'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-7980038794228887518</id><published>2007-04-11T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:27:31.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLY MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;last night was amazing.. haha.. it was a sample of a wish came true... it was a magical night.. wooohhh!!! all i did the whole day was to enjoy my hangover from the graduation ball.. haha.. it was an amazing night.. i danced with my friends... let me tell you how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my hair and make-up done in mall of asia.. the hairstylist that i learned to trust transferred to "mary pauline salon" there in moa from bench fix salon in sm bicutan.. i cant bear to experiment with other stylist right now because this is my last night with my batch.. i want to be sure i look good.. and he didnt let me down.. my make up was wonderful.. haha.. just how i wanted him.. afraid of being late because of traffic we left the house early... i came too early.. i think i was the first girl there to arrive.. haha.. funny.. everyone who entered that early where not yet even dressed.. i think they will dress up in their rooms in the hotel... "will there be and early bird award?" i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets skip the other details and get to the juicy part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate.. we took pictures.. some sang.. beautiful.. they showed an avp.. dramatic.. it contained pictures of our batch from freshman year to senior year... again, i wanted to cry.. but no tear fell... after our section was shown we went out.. to the other room.. it was colder and refreshing there.. we want to cherish the moment before one of my classmates leave early to rest before his trip to bataan where he will train to be a soldier... we took pictures..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RhzV9OnggVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r3ysuBsM1vw/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/RhzV9OnggVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r3ysuBsM1vw/s320/IMG_1871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052148129875394898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the dancing part was the best.. our section was full of energy.. we even requested one song.. and the dj granted it.. we danced the night away.. haha.. slow songs played.. my friends one by one danced with me.. i was happy coz almost all of my friends danced with me..  and the amazing thing was... my so unreachable crush danced with me... and take note! he asked to dance with me.. i was so shocked because we were not that close to be able to expect that he will ask me..  the only way for me to be able to dance with him is to ask him by myself... but HE ASKED ME!! we danced!!! I LOVE THE LORD!! thank you very much.. i was so happy... i went back to our table... i was so full of energy... i jumped and danced to the extreme there near our table.. not in the dance floor.. when i grew tired i sank myself to a seat.. BOOMM!!... what happend? where is my seat?? why am i on the floor?? i looked at the back to look for my chair... JAY MARK WAS SEATING ON MY CHAIR.. he pulled it and sat on it.. HOW DARE YOU!! he realized that i fell and that his chair was my chair... we laughed together on the floor... imagine me! all dressed up...  laughing on the floor.. pasalamat siya masaya ako from my dance with my crush... it was an embarrassing situation but it was ok.. i was so happy to be embarrassed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the party was over.. we all went to our rooms.. many mascians had checked in the hotel.. i was one of them... it was new for me to sleep with my classmates.. specially in a hotel... i was never allowed in sleeping in other places.. im so glad and surprised my mom allowed me.. we played, talked, etc until we fall asleep one by one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the magical night was over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now today.. all i ever did was reminisce.. especially the part where i was with my crush.. i have evidence.. we have a picture... i could never let that moment pass without souvenir.. but it is with him right now... we used his cam... i left mine in our table that moment.. hayy... anywayz.. still happy... ahahhaa.. kizzezz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/Rhzaw-nggWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bB-0orzequU/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vYzZhGroioU/Rhzaw-nggWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bB-0orzequU/s320/pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052153416980136290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAUNDY THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i woke up drench in sweat.. GOD! it's sooo HOT!! i went out of my room.. there was nothing to do.. these past few days were all the same... IM BORED!... my cell beeps continuously.. "mga unli".. all of them were travelling to their own provinces... i envy them... i asked my mom why aren't we going to tarlac? she said my dad didn't allow us... for God's sake!.. my goodness gracious... IM SO BORED!!!... i emailed my dad.. with letters so big.. hahha... wow! he said yes!.. my mom took about one week to convince my dad.. but with just one big email.. haha.. he allowed us.. lakas ko talaga!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at the moment we recieved his reply.. my mom shouted... when she went out of the room she was surprised to see my ate suddenly awake... a while ago my mom was waking her up coz its lunch time but when my ate heard that my dad allowed us to go to tarlac.. she immediately jumped out of her bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't waste anytime... we packed our bags and took off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours drive... bilis ha! in fairness.. it usually takes us 3 hours or more to concepcion... and because all the people have driven to their respective provinces yesterday the traffic in the highway is clear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we have arrived... lola! my dear lola... sitting on her bed.. looking out the window.. surprised of us arriving.. they were not informed.. he have kind of forgotten that one... our cousins along with their barkada... playing basketball outside... stunned to see  a familiar car park in front of them.. one of them was my crush... ahihihihihi... but i didn't look.. kunwari dedma.. wahehehehe... after a while those boys left.. shy because my cousins have visitors..us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing exciting  about going to concepcion is the fact that there are kids!.. babies!! going home to concepcion would be boring without them... when we were young, going to concepcion was fun because we always play... but when everyone entered their teenage years.. our bonding and games faded slowly... and so our vacations became dull and boring... until these babies came.. hahahaha.. we played all they.. we missed them... their energy was so high.. we played all day until the hour of their tiredness came... they slept and so we rested... we went to the house of my tita to sleep... we told stories until dawn.. and finally went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ouch.. is it the bed or what?? my whole body hurts... ahhh i know.. i forgot, i carried kids last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my mom was hurrying me to take a bath because my cousin was inviting me and my sister to attend the station of the cross... and it was to be held at 12:30 pm... we need to hurry because it was already past 11.. my cousin was waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the church on time... after a few seconds of our arrival the mass started... the mass was done in the kapampangan language... i slightly understand it because the words used in the mass were deep.. very deep... but because im familiar with the parts of the mass.. i didn't get lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the short mass.. every0ne proceeded outside.. and went to the procession.. there are 14 stations to pass.. and the sun was exactly above us.. considering that it is summer... the heat was super intense... we brought along the daughter of our kasambahay... mylene... we were worried about her.. she said she wanted to finish the procession but every now and then she slightly trips as if she was about to collapse... after 3 hours of toasting.. the procession was finally over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine the heat we went through... gawd!! its so hot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLACK SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it was saturday.. and it was super hot! i cant think of any other thing rather than swimming... every now and then i would mention swimming to anyone i talk to... then in the afternoon they finally decided to arrange a swimming activity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins and i were the only ones who went to swim.. the elder ones took my lola to SM... they said that my lola enjoyed it very much because it was the first time after how many years that she actually went inside a mall... because the moment she broke her hip she wasn't able to walk very well and she never came with us anymore to the mall.. or if ever she came she never went inside because she cant walk.. but thanks to SM.. she was provided with a wheel chair and she was able to tour all of SM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to us.. though i wanted to swim so much... i hardly went into the pool... there were so many people..(in tarlac almost all of the resorts are open to everyone who pays entrance fees, rarely would you see a private pool) and because we went there late in the afternoon... the pool has a different color already... eww... we swam... but just for a short while.. we did it just for the sake of not wasting the money we paid... we spent most of the time in the kiddie pool playing with the little ones.. our pamangkins!! oh they are so adorable...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-7980038794228887518?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/7980038794228887518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=7980038794228887518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7980038794228887518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7980038794228887518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/04/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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/_vYzZhGroioU/RhzV9OnggVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r3ysuBsM1vw/s72-c/IMG_1871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704190273423816685.post-2696708348095624369</id><published>2007-03-31T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:53:39.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything begins here</title><content type='html'>it was last Wednesday when we had our graduation rites... everything was so solemn.. everything was really happening.. still i haven't absorbed anything... we were all there.. we marched.. we listened.. we got our diplomas.. we sang... we did everything that is to be done in a graduation... but still i dont feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still went to school the following days.. my mind is aware that this would be my last days in manila science.. but my heart doesn't feel it... i let those days past without even treasuring every second that past.. i was too busy... my friends and i talk as if we haven't graduated yet.. our sentences still contain those "ano ba yan gagraduate na tayo.." sometimes, the fact that we have graduated already slips our minds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was last night when everything came over me.. i was watching a movie about a wandering soul whose body is in coma... she was a doctor thus she was very busy.. she had no time to enjoy life..  when she was just a soul she realized that she missed a lot of things in life.. she was too busy working.. she regret to have not lived life and now she was dead... with that thought i realized that everything goes by so fast... it was not long ago that i first stepped in my high school and now i've graduated.. i havent even absorbed this last year of my stay... i expected myself to cry during the graduation but i did not.. and i wondered why.. i wanted to cry and be sentimental that day.. but it didnt happen.. it was just like an ordinary day.. now.. all the emotions, all the sentiments, all was with me last night... all of these went out to be nothing but a single tear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-2696708348095624369?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/2696708348095624369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=2696708348095624369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2696708348095624369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2696708348095624369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/03/everything-begins-here.html' title='everything begins here'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-7151273296618929194</id><published>2007-03-26T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T00:39:58.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit bad trip?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;puyat.. pagod.. buong week ends wala nang ginawa kundi ang invitations at ang collage ng yearbook... pagdating sa skul.. late! haha... recollection na.. simula ng kapayapaan ng kaluluwa.. binulabog ang katahimikan nang dumating si thea at tinawag si wit at c sean dahil hinahanap daw ni mam basco... hayyy... yung collage kaya?? napansin nila?.. well... tuloy lang ang pag-meditate... nag-games.. mejo corny nga lang... pinagawa kami ng collage of dreams.. hmmm collage na naman??!!... ayus.. share share ng gamit.. biglang si sean ginulo ako... tinawag.. hiningi ang cd ng collage... nasa bag!!.. wala daw.. tinignan ko.. wala nga.. ahh baka kinuha ni thea... bumaba kami sa journ room.. ayun ung cds!!.. oh no!! bkt walang laman??? shit!!... tawag kagad sa bahay... naiwan pala sa cpu.. sinubukang ipadala... buti pumayag... cge go!!... delivery boy: kuya.. oks na.. darating after one hour... gud luck!!.. kaso 2 pages lang ung nasa cdng un... ung 2 pa ay nasa laptop ni wit... waaahhh di niya dala!!! sinend naman daw niya sa email.. next action! mag-internet... oh no! wla pa si mam parcon! pano mag-iinternet??... mam basco to the rescue... pinayagan kami ni sean lumabas ng skul.. si sean mag-paprint ng pics ng dept head mula sa flash drive na may virus!! hahaha bawal isaksak sa pc ng skul!... ako: i-open ang email at idown load ang 2 pang page ng collage! after dat ay tapusin ang half done prom page... hintay kami kay mam basco sa guard house.. 1 hr na bkt la pa xa??.. punta kay mam.. "pinauna ko na kayo a!!".... ok... naman!!... pwede na palang lumabas.. cge labas kami.. punta kami excel... log in.. open email.. OH NO!!! wla talaga ung sinend ni wit... pano toh???... ok paprint muna tayo... sean! bkt ang tagal?? nasan na??... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mamaya na daw mga 11:30 pa pwede mag-print.. nagta-typing job pa sila..."&lt;/span&gt; Oh my goodness!! hindi tayo pwede maghintay ng hanggang 11:30!!! mag te-ten palang kaya!.. ang tagal nun!... tatapusin ko pa ung prom page... at gusto ko humabol sa recollection!!!... walang magawa... wait... wait.. wait... i cant wait anymore!! sayang ung oras... sinugod ko ung staff dun... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir di po ba pwedeng iprint na ung amin?? were in a rush po kc e!!"... &lt;/span&gt;and guess what pinrint nila kagad... hayy naku sean!!.. balik masci... wow.. my goodness!! ang INIT!!!!!. pagbalik masci... print print print ng invitations ng speakers... type type type sila ng batch directory... cut cut cut ako ng invitations.. manually... gud luck naman at sira ang woodcutter!... bulok ang masci!!!... c abychu.. natetense na.. nawawala ang mga pics ng dept heads... gosh!... angelo.. stressed at walang tumutulong sa knila ni louise sa pag-lay out...cge ako cut lang ng cut habang iniisip kung papaano makukuha ang mga collage mula sa laptop ni wit... bj.. STOP SINGING PLEASE!!... sean... sean.. hayy sean..  miguel... type lakad type lakad... kelan ba makukumpleto ang info ng tinatype ni miguel?? para di na xa maglakad ng maglakad at derechong type na lang??... ako sige parin ang cut.. ok lunch na muna.. waahh tapos na daw ang reco.. GGGRRRRRR!!!... huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu.... break muna ako.. bibigay ko lang mga invitaions at para di ko na dalhin ulit bukas.. mabigat e.. laki pa ng lalagyan... isa isang idinistribute... isa isang sinabihan na tumawag sa summer para mag-confirm dahil pag di nag-confirm di sila mabibilang sa catering, wag wawalain ang invi dahil ticket to entry un.. TAKE NOTE!! BAWAT TAONG PAGBIBIGYAN KO NG INVI KAHIT FRANKLIN PA E SINASABI KO LAHAT YAN!!.. sino bang di mapapagod dun!.. thanks alyssa sa assistance mo!! i love you!!... cge bigay lang ng bigay.. bwisit na edmarc! sabihin ba daw na : " BAKIT AKO WALA?? SIGE GANYANAN!!" e kaw kaya ang nagsabi na di ka makakapunta! alangang bigyan pa kita ng invi e di ka naman pupunta.. kaw nagsabi nun... sayang lang ung invi.. per piece ang bayad niyan...ako pa ang babaliktarin mo.. ako pa ngayon ang pinamumuka mong masama!!... hmmpphh!! at idagdag pa daw na "E bakit si Ivan di mo iniimbita, diba kaklase mo yan ng 2 taon?!!" i know edmarc! i know... pero di mo ba maintindihan na limited budget lang ako at hindi ko maiimbita lahat ng tao!.. gustohin ko man.. di na talaga kaya!!... hindi niyo lang alam kc gung gaano ako nasasaktan at nagiguilty kapag nakikita ng mga kaibigan at dating kaklase ang mga invitations ko mula sa mga pinagbigyan ko... knowing na mejo hurt sila for not being invited.. di ko na nga alam kung paano ko maeexplain why they are not invited... madami pa akong ka-close jan na hindi maimbita... naiiyak na nga ako sa takot na masaktan sila.. thinking na sa debut ni thea ay imbitado sila tapos sa akin hindi.. ang sama ng labas ko nun... so ayun nga.. masakit na kung masakit.. kaso nagawa na.. nandun na... nahihirapan na nga ako sa mga hindi ko inimbita and all i expect from the invited ones is their appreciation.. tapos ang isasalubong nila sa akin ay panlalait sa invitation ko.. kesyo masyadong pink, bkt may picture ako dun, nakakatakot daw, at bakit hindi papapasukin if hindi dala ang invitations?? they can just demand na papuntahin ako sa entrance at kilalanin sila at papasukin.... e sa bday ko yan e! debut ko! natural picture ko ang ilalagay diyan! ano gusto niyo?? pic niyo?? ...mataba na kung mataba?? bkt may ibibigay ba kayong mas maganda?? ... e sa un ung SOP sa debut e.. xempre sa mismong debut ko busy ako... i wont have time to fetch you sa entrance... di lang kayo ang guests... matapos masaktan sa mga sinabing iyon... makikita ko lang na pakalat-kalat ang mga invitations ko... HINDI NIYO LANG ALAM KUNG GAANO KO PINAGHIRAPAN ANG INVITATIONS NA YAN!!... for your information lang po.. i dont have any organizer/coordinator.... personal na hans-on ako at ang mama ko sa pag-prepare ng debut.. we plan it on bare hands... yang invitations personally namin nilakad sa recto... TODO COMMUTE AT LAKAD.. di kami nagkotche dahil mahirap iwan doon ang kotche.. alam niyo naman ang lugar na yun... sa ilang araw kami pabalik-balik ng recto.. naglalakad sa init.. naghihintay... lumalanghap ng masang-sang na amoy... tapos ikakalat niyo lang.. di niyo man lang ingatan at alagaan ng konti.. MARAMING SALAMAT SA MGA NAG-APPRECIATE AT NAGTAGO AT NAGPAHALAGA SA INVITATION KO... buti pa kayo... salamat talaga sa inyo... buti hindi kayo katulad ng iba diyan.. iilan nga lang sila.. ang tindi naman ng sakit na ibinabato nila... sige.. hinga ng malalim... mahaba pa ang araw... breath in.. breath out... hayyy... pinapatawag daw kami ni mao ni mam de leon.... ok.. maglilinis daw.. franklin linis daw!!... puntahan kami sa m12... nasaan ba si mao??? nasan ung clearance?.. cge nag-ikot muna ako...looking for mao.. where is he??... ayun! peram clearance.. patingin...  "ayan.. cge pasign mo na rin kay mam reyes at sr rafols yan." kk.. pagod na ako pero sige.. akyat sa math dept.. wla si sir.. akyat sa comsci.. wla prin... punta english dept.. wala si mam.. sa library.. umuwi na daw.. haayyy naman!.. napadaan sa journ.. nangamusta.. wit! pano ung collage? masesend ba??.."Hindi e.. bukas na lang.. alam mo bang mali ang nasabi ni mam sabado na deadline? bukas pa daw!"... ok cge.. matapos ko problemahin buong araw un! sasabihin niyo sa akin na false alarm lang!!.. matapos niyong ipagkait sa akin ung reco na isa sa pinakahihintay ko sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pag-graduate.... wwaaahhh gusto ko nang gumuho!! gusto ko nang bumigay!! ano ba toh!! i want to cry... humiga muna ako sa mats sa ucb... nanghihina... unti-unting bumibigay.. dumating si maton... "hay nako! crab na kung crab! ang kapal naman kc na iba jan.. sasama sa clearance hindi naman naglilinis!!"... wwwwwwwwaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! TAMA NA!!! TAMA NA!!! TAMA NA!!! TAMA NA!!!... hindi pa ba enough lahat ng yan for one day??? lahat ng pressure, pagod at sakit?? oo guilty ako of not cleaning the room... pero naman....dahil kc may iba akong inasikaso... natyempuhan mo lang ako ng nakahiga for a while... dahil bibigay na ang dibdib ko... jinudge mo nako kaagad ng walang ginagawa!!... WALANG GINAGAWA???? AKO???? WALANG HIRAP???? AKO??? WALANG GINAGAWA????  AKO????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; palit kaya tayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-7151273296618929194?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/7151273296618929194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=7151273296618929194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7151273296618929194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7151273296618929194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/03/bakit-bad-trip.html' title='bakit bad trip?'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-2258868829318143722</id><published>2007-02-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:33:17.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love story</title><content type='html'>[ei guyz.. check out niyo 'tong kwentong ginawa ng clasmate ko... para siya sa artifakt ko.. at dahil hindi ako inspired siya ang pinagawa ko ng love story... astig.. ang galing niya.. ang drama ng kwento... this story was inspired by the song... "promise me, youll wait for me.. i need to know you feel the same way to.." kakaiyak]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Iyong Ala-ala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung kailan nagsimula. Nagising na lang ako isang araw mahal na kita. Alam kong hindi dapat, dahil mahal mo siya. Hindi ko maintindihan ang nararamdaman ko, pero ayos na ang lahat makita lang kita. Matagal na rin tayong magkakilala. Ako ang takbuhan mo sa tuwing may problema at ikaw naman ang kaibigang unti-unti kong minahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipinagtapat ko ang damdamin ko sa iyo. Niyakap mo ako at sinabing “Patawad, hindi mo alam kung gaano ko gustong sabihing mahal din kita, pero hindi pwede… dahil sa kanya.” Ang tangi ko nalang nasabi ay &lt;em&gt;“Hindi sakim ang pag-ibig ko sa iyo. Kaya kung sa kanya ka liligaya sige lang sundan mo ang puso mo. Lagi mo lang isipin nandito lang ako… na sa tabi mo… pangako.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan ay naisip ko ng lumayo… lumayo at magmahal muli. Nakilala ko siya. Isang taong nagbigay sa akin ng bagong pag-asa. Minahal niya ako ng buong-buo. Tulad ng pagmamahal ko noon sa iyo. Wala na akong hahanapin pa sa piling niya, pero mahal pa rin kita. Sinubukan kong limutin ka. Pero hindi ko magawa. Niloloko ko lang ang sarili ko… inakala kong malilimot ko ang isang tulad mo. Nagkamali ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muli tayong nagkita. Sa di inaasahang lugar… sa di inaasahang pagkakataon. Pinilit mong ngumiti sa kabila ng mga luha. Niyakap kita at tinanong kung ano ang problema. “Hinanap kita… bakit ka nawala? Hindi ka man lang nagpaalam.” &lt;em&gt;“Alam mo kung bakit ako umalis… alam mo namang ayaw kitang makitang umiiyak.”&lt;/em&gt; “Huwag mo na ako iiwang muli… kailangan kita.” &lt;em&gt;“Alam ko, patawad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumalik lang ako kung saan ako nagsimula. Nabalewala lahat ng paglimot ko sa iyo. Pero sa piling mo lang ako tunay na maligaya. Sa mga yakap mo hindi ako nag-iisa. Sa mga sandaling ito akala ko’y habang-buhay na tayong maligaya. Isang ilusyon na hindi ko mabitiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang araw ding iyon ay may sinabi ka sa aking kailanma’y hindi ko malilimutan. “Noong araw na umalis ka may mahalagang bagay dapat akong sasabihin sa iyo. Naisip kong maaaring huli na at wala na ring saysay kung malalaman mo. Pero hinanap parin kita, sana’y hinintay mo ako… nalaman mo sanang matagal na nahulog ang loob ko sa iyo. Pinilit kong pigilan ito dahil di dapat… dahil sa kanya. Ginawa kong lahat pero di ko kaya. Sa wakas ay naliwanagan na ako, naisip kong di ko kaya ng wala ka…sa iyo ako mas maligaya. Sasabihin ko dapat sa iyo na mahal din kita… pero wala ka na. Naisip kong hindi pala kita pwedeng paghintayin habang buhay. At ngayon natagpuan na kita, hindi mo lang alam kung gaano ako kaligaya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Siguro nga ay tama ka, hindi mo pwedeng paghintayin ang isang puso habang buhay. Kung sana’y noon ka pa nagpakatotoo sa bulong ng puso mo,  hindi ko sana naipangako sa iba ang salita ko. Sana’y tayo ang magkasama at maligaya ngayon”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[gosh ang sakit!!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-2258868829318143722?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/2258868829318143722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=2258868829318143722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2258868829318143722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2258868829318143722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-story.html' title='love story'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-1579127893328850450</id><published>2007-02-04T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:27:08.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrams</title><content type='html'>finally... it happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the much awaited intramurals in manila science was finally held... kakaiba siya.. the events were volleyball, basketball, table tennis, chess, badminton, dancing, cheering... kakaiba noh?? kasama sa intrams ang dance contest and cheering... o sinabay lang??.. anywayzz.. it was hard to decide at first because you can only choose one event... at dahil bawal ang varsity sa sport nila.. i joined cheering.. though i wanted to participate in one sport... e kaso,, naisip ko na if ever i joined one sport hindi me ganun kagaling sa sport na un kc volleyball is my forte.. so its better to join the event i know i will be good at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun... sir luna helped us with our moves... actually 95% of our presentation was by sir luna.. hehe... we did it for 3 day only... grabe noh... so un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the intramurals.. ka-team namin ang newton.. at first ang gulo namin kc our sections were not that close.. di kami nagkakaintindihan sa entry form.. ang gulo talaga promise.. then in the end naayos din.. slightly napilitang ayusin dahil deadline na... sa parent's permit naman.. isa pang magulo... franklin didn't submit it immediately... nakakaloka.. so nung first day ng intrams.. halos lahat nagsi-forge.. ahehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since im a varsity.. akalain mo un??.. hehe... nag-officiate ako.. at first, nakakatense kc feeling ko makakalimutan ko lahat ng rules and signals... then nahihilo ako sa pagchecheck (as a 2nd referee) ng rotation.. but nung tumagal.. mga nakailang games na.. nasanay na ako... nag-guide sa aming mga first time mag-referee ang alumni at dating varsity na si kuya m....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now pagdating sa team namin na klin-ton... nagulat ako... at first kc ang lame namin.. walang banner.. walang ribbon.. walang costume ang muse and escort... pero were silent killers pala.. aba! badminton girls lang namin ang natalo sa eliminations... maraming nakalusot sa 2nd round.. ang galing... maraming umabot sa finals... pero lets concentrate on volleyball kc eto lang ang sport na napanood ko at chineer kc nagpapractice kami ng cheering... so sa volleyball girls.. nagcoach ako.. at first hindi me masyado ng cocoach unti-unti lang kc baka ang dating sa kanila pa-epal at feeling ako... pero nung nananlo kami over farence.. i became the official coach ng volleyball.. hehe.. ill never forget what lycci said.. and ill just keep it for myself... kakatouch... love you ricci!!.. at sa paggiging coach ako ang sinisisi ni jeo kung bakit sila natalo.. di daw ako tumawag ng time out... waahhh!! jeo naman e... late me nun.. takas lang me sa cheering.. pero may point din si jeo... nagpanic din ako.. hehe... sayang ung mga boys.. kc malakas sila.. kaya nila magspike.. nataranta lang sila.. at di daw kc ako ng time-out.. hehe.. kadiri... at super saya ko na lang nang mag-champion ang volleyball girls namin.. nung inaasikaso ko ang entry form i didnt expect na magiging ganun kalakas ang team namin.. ang galing!! at ang pinakahindi ko ineexpect.. ay ang mag-overall champion kami.. pero they said we deserve it kc 3 ang champs namin.. nice noh?? ang galing.. di namin talaga akalain un.. di close section namin... at hindi maxado nag papractice gaano... pero ang galing talaga... faith... faith.. at dahil doon naging close ang newton at franklin... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa cheering naman... xempre 1st kami.. dahil seniors kami.. kapag hindi... gulo iyon.. aaminin namin, our presentation wasn't the best... kc naman 3 days lang un... what do they expect??? naman... so nung repeat performance... nilaro nalang namin... maraming nagulat na marunong daw me mag-cartwheel.. nagtataka me kc nung sophomores kami nag-cartwheel din ako... maybe because mas marami na sigurong nakakakilala sa akin dahil 4 na sections na ang naging classmates ko... anywayz.. masaya ang intrams... magandang memories... good memories added sa buhay ng franklin... love you franklin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-1579127893328850450?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/1579127893328850450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=1579127893328850450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/1579127893328850450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/1579127893328850450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/02/intrams.html' title='Intrams'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-409723542863631659</id><published>2007-01-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:20:04.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shout outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Needle"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday... You’re gonna realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day... You’ll see this through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;By then... I won’t even be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be happy somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if I can’t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don’t really see my worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You think... You’re the last guy on earth&lt;br /&gt;Well I’ve got news for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I’m not that strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it won’t take long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Won’t take long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bang Bang"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz someday someone’s gonna love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way I wanted you to need me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday... someone’s gonna take your place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day I’ll forget about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’ll see I won’t even miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday... someday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now... I know you can tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m down and I’m not doing well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But one day these tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They will all run dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won’t have to cry, sweet goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I know someone’s gonna be there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-409723542863631659?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/409723542863631659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=409723542863631659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/409723542863631659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/409723542863631659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/01/shout-outs.html' title='shout outs'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-193859680102216722</id><published>2007-01-15T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:59:06.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..death..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a person can never tell when he or she will die...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything may seem ordinary everyday, never knowing when or where your life could be in danger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was an ordinary saturday when my classmates and i were shooting a movie project.. after all the hardwork, we all decided to swim... serving as our 2nd class outing... one by one my classmates felt cramps among their legs... they say it was because of the stress and lack of sleep the previous night due to the intense work... after few hours most of my classmates decided to go back to the house and shower... leaving 10 of us (including me) in the pool... then we decided to play a game... it was called "1-10"... it was a ball game where in a group must pass the ball to different members and must complete 10 touches then finally touch the base and have a point... at first it went well... then there came a time that we all clinged to the ball... all trying to steel the ball...as if like it was survival of the fittest... it was violent.. we were all desperate animals.. then the ball was passed to me... in a few seconds everyone was on me.... trying to get the ball from me..  then suddenly my foot slipped underwater and i lost my balance... and because everyone was on me.. i never got by balance back.. i was drowning... i cant stand up...someone noticed my situation... and everyone began to losen there grabs... i was free.. i swam away from the mob and swam towards breath... finally i was out of the water... i opened my mouth and readied myself for deep breath.... i inhaled... i felt nothing... exhaled... still nothing...inhaled more... i realized i cant breathe... why??... something was blocking my air passage... i sought help... my classmated were there for me... they lay me down... funny how they sound while panicking though... all i can think of is my fear for my parents... my classmates drained their ideas thinking of the first aid they will practice.... they have none... everyone was worried... my lips were darkening already...all they did was sit me up and turn my face down to the floor... they tapped my back trying to make me cough out the thing that was blocking my lungs... i tasted air... i can breathe... though it seemed tight and scarce... but it was better than nothing... they tapped my back more... as seconds past.. i was breathing more... thank you franklin... i love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-193859680102216722?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/193859680102216722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=193859680102216722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/193859680102216722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/193859680102216722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/01/death.html' title='..death..'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-8259435216324324504</id><published>2007-01-05T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:11:20.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well.. as you can see... tapos na ang Christmas at hindi man lang ako nagkwento... ngayon pa lang.. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Christmas trully is a season of forgiveness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;akalain niyo?? 3 gulo ang naayos dahil pasko??... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FIRST: TIMOTHY SISON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eto... bestfriend ko... nag-away kami... more than 1 month kaming di nagpapansinan... mula nung nalaman ko ang side niya.. i wanted to fix everything... gusto ko nang makipagbati... sayang naman ang friendship... but whenever nakakasalubong ko siya.. natatakot me sa mukha niya... ang serious kasi e... so bale... christmas party nung nagbati kami... un pala gusto na rin niyang makipagbati... tinetxt niya ko.. unfortunately nawala na ung number kong un... so un... nga pala may binigay siya sa akin.. hehe... si "babbuuyy"... nice... thanks tim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SECOND: KUYA JHET PINEDA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is my dearly beloved cousin who stands as my big brother... since i was a baby siya na ang cousin ko na nag-alaga sa akin.. sabi nga ng parents ko at tito at tita,, when i was a baby, whenver we go home to tarlac, i wont eat unless si kuya jet ang magpapakain sa akin... bata pa ako nun a.. i dont even remember that... special kami sa isa't isa... mas kuya ko pa nga siya kesa sa tunay kong kuya e... eto mas matagal kaming di nagpapansinan... kuya jet kasi is my carbon copy pagdating sa personality... malalim kaming tao na super sensitive pa... even small and simple things touch us [i mean natotouch kami a]... and small and simple things also hurt us... pareho din kami ng way magsalita... kaya nasasaktan kami sa isa't isa... if ako mejo tactless siya din, tapos sensitive pa kami.. kaya un...away kami lagi... so we decided na wag muna mag-usap.. para di kami mag-away... tapos nung nasa baguio me naisipang ko siyang bilhan ng silver kc i know na mahilig siya dun... but when i got home.. i didn't have enough courage to give it to him.. takot me na baka ayaw pa niyang makipag-usap... then christmas eve mass came... katabi ko siya...hindi na siya umiiwas.. nafifeel kong gusto na rin niya makipag-ayos... and when the peace be with you came... he faced me.. i grinned at pinalo ko siya... a thing we always do... hampas.. we back to dati... pagdating sa bahay... christmas day came and i gave him my gift... he wore the ring as a pendant... cute....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THIRD: KUYA RONALD ANUNCIACION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is also my cousin... parehong side kina kuya jhet... ung problem ko kay kuya ronald ang pinakagrabe sa lahat.. dahil hindi kami close.. and it cause a big commotion in tarlac... waahhh... dito ako natakot sobra.. as in di ko lam paano maayos ang problem namin... i dont even wanna come to tarlac because of him e... but it will cause a bigger commotion if i dont come... alam niyo un?.. magdadamdam pa... lalaki pa ang issue... so we spent christmas with the pineda family... act na lang ng parang walang nangyari.. he was also there.. xempre reunion e... but iniwasan ko siya kc natatakot ako... the whole day we did not talk... takot nga me e.. night came at bagsak na ang mga nagiinuman... so kaming youth naman ang nasa videoke.. nandun siya.. he saw me.. lasing na siya.. dun nga nagsimula ang lahat... lasing kasi siya... so takot me lalo kc baka maulit uli kc lasing siya.. so tahimik lang ako... then he turned to me.. called me.. greeted me merry christmas and hugged me... that's it... tapos na!... i love christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what happend on christmas day... at first laro laro muna with my pamangkins... they are growing so fast.. lalo na si tj.. ang panganay na pamangkin sa lahat... ang bilis!! ... then we went to lola's brother who came here frome canada.. his entire angkan migrated to canada and he sometimes visits here in the philippines... at dahil minsan lang siya pumunta.. along with lola, we visited him... namasko na rin... i got 500... hehe... rich niya noh? tapos un... naghanap pa mama ko ng mapamamaskuhan... we went to mama's cousin.. the Zalach's... there 200 ang nakuha ko.. tiba tiba 700.. hehe... pag balik.. i resumed to my usual in concepcion... butong pakwan.. adik ako.. grabe!!... butong pakwan lang sa concepcion ang gusto ko.. malambot at maalat... sikat yan within my family.. alam nilang lahat na basta nandoon ako hindi mawawala ang butong pakwan sa diet ko... so yun kami... nagvivideoke mga magpipinsan... kausap ko xempre ang mga kasundo ko.. xempre ung mga ka-age ko.. kaming mga pinaka bata na... ci dan, jeff, at set-set... then may dumating na kaibigan nila... di ko kilala.. umupo sa likod ko... pinapashot ni kuya ronald... umiinom naman.. pero k lang.. pashot shot lang.. konti lang... astig c dan at jeff totaly "no" sa inom... idol!... so kanta lang kami ng kanta... then nung nag-enter ako ng song.. tapos bumalik sa seat.. nakita ko ung face ng guy na nasa likod ko.. familiar siya.. then i found out later on na siya pala ung friend nila na nakasama namin minsan sa swimming noon nung gr 6 or 7 me... siya si justin na naging friend ko nung swimming na yun... so kilala ko pala siya.. di ko siya nakilala kc sa hair niya mahaba at nakatakip sa face niya..  i dont usually like long haired guys pero cute ung style niya.. and bagay sa kanya... so un inasar na nila ako.. as usual...then justin [or is it carlo?]... basta justin carlo... basta siya... he said something that shook me and made me guilty... he showed me a scar on his chin... sabi niya ako gumawa nun... kakashock diba?? ang laki ng scar.. i cant remember naman how i did that... he said nung swimming nagslide me tapos natamaan ko siya... i suddenly remembered it... e kc naman,, i was in the right place and direction: pababa.. he was going up.. he was climbing the actual slide.. not sa ladder a.. naman... pero xempre guilty parin me dahil scar un.. permanent..thinking this past few years na whenever i visit tarlac e hindi na kami nag papansinan... nagkakahiyaan maybe?.. at kc hindi na cla maxado nagsasama ng pnsan ko.. iba na barkada niya... pero nakatira siya sa katapat ng bahay ng pinsan ko kaya nakikita ko pa siya at kaya nandun siya nakikivideoke... hehe.. imagine.. nung time na di pala kami nagpapansinan... hindi pa pala niya me nakakalimutan.. talagang hindi... biruin mo baka cnsabi nya tuwing nakakasalubong ako, "eto ung girl na gumawa ng scar kong ito, siya agn dahilan,, siya ang salarin!!!"... hayyy... ang sama ko,,, i made a permanent mark on him... literally.... hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-8259435216324324504?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/8259435216324324504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=8259435216324324504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8259435216324324504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8259435216324324504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-8287638007468451379</id><published>2006-12-22T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:21:43.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spirit of christmas</title><content type='html'>well... to start... bati na kami... hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord really does answer some of our questions...&lt;br /&gt;im not going to tell my experience with God in details but here's the summary..&lt;br /&gt;well,, i didnt know what to do anymore so i asked God what to do.. i asked for a sign... and He answered it.. how??.. i asked for a specific action and it happend... I LOVE YOU LORD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywayzz... christmas party time... go franklin!! PARTY!!!... di naman kami masiyadong hyper at party animals no... then nung nag amazing race cla.. d me sumali kc nakahills me... then i took advantage of the time and went to timothy... nandun c thea sa door... bumisita din sa newton... so tinawag niya c tim... balak ko ngang i-surprise c tim e.. dapat d niya alam kng cno ung dumalaw.. kso thea already said na ako un... so un.. wen he went out... sabay kaming nag sad face then tumawa... mag best friends nga kami... pareho pa kami ng gnawa... hehe.. so un... BATI NA KAMI... peace atlast.... ayun lang kami ng ayun... speachless kami pareho... ayaw na niya pag-usapan ung nangyari... ang importante daw bati na kami.... nga pala.. ang first words ko ay "iba na number ko kaya di me nagrereply"... wla kami mxadong pinagusapan... at nag-end din ang conversation namin tapos kinurot niya cheeks ko... namiss niya daw ako... wahehehe... basta im looking forward sa sinasabi mong libre... wahhaaha... xempre libre e....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala... party ng franklin was held under the computer building... di pwede sa comp rum.. baka masira computers... tapos lakas ng sounds namin dahil sa the best na c wendy.... ang lakas... then c jonas... mamimiss namin yan grabe... di buo ang franklin without him... promise!!... ang daming mga party girls... c mara na ang sexy sexy at c emma din na naka sleeveless... c liezl semi-formal ang dating... c maton.. woohooo.. sexy... go franklin....xempre nag-games kami... nag-awarding... ang award ko ay "mukha lang mayaman daw award".... daw nanaman??? last year sa mendel ang award ko "bea-utiful daw award"... ako ata ang daw princess... hehe... then nagsayawan.... last part lang kami sumayaw kc naubos na ang sayaw namin the day before dat... nagbar-hopping kami e... bawat subjects ng araw na un nagpaparty lang kami... saya noh?? pero xempre sumayaw parin bago umalis... at ang trademark ng frankin... ang THE WAVE... sa kantang move your feet tinodo namin ang wave... sunod sunod talaga.... kakatuwa.. hehehe... i love you franklin.. party people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the party... moa ang trip naming magkakaibigan... along with thea chrissy and tetz.. rumampa kaming mga models sa moa... ahihihihi... pagkalabas palang ng skul... tinaas lang ni thea ang kmay niya may taxi na kagad.. then pagdating sa moa... while walking along the hall of restaurants... ung isang waiter humirit ng "tutal cute naman kayo dito na kayo kumain"... hehehe.. lakas ng appeal namin.... tapos dag dag mo pa ung sa kameraworld... dami naming take.. pinagbigyan kami... tapos pumayag pa ung cameraman na kunan kami gamit cam ni tetz... lakas namin noh???... and nga pla.. we met mendel there... sumama akong magpapic... hehehe... we ate at gerry's grill.. then we went home.... kahit konti lang gnwa namin... masaya kami... c thea masaya na rin... kumakanta kanta pa habang naglalakad.. kinikilig kasi e... sana lang wag na siyang guluhin pa ng past... please lang.... enough na... masaya na siya ulit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-8287638007468451379?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/8287638007468451379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=8287638007468451379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8287638007468451379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8287638007468451379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/12/spirit-of-christmas.html' title='spirit of christmas'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-2973958044499058153</id><published>2006-12-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:12:29.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's household of blessings</title><content type='html'>well kanina 3 beses akong nagsimba... misa de gallo ng 4 am... bible worship kina tetz... at ung regular sunday mass ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina bonding kami ni tetz... una, along with thea umattend kami ng church nina tetz na ginaganap sa bhay nila..[pastor ang tatay ni tetz at church nila nasa bahay nila tetz]... e bring a friend ang assignment nila this sunday so tetz brought me and thea... di ako na shock sa way of worship nila kc i have attended lots of worships or bible studies na di catholic... hindi na bago sa akin ung ganun... i was just so amazed by how tetz' family do it... one family nilang inaasikaso ang church nila.. her father was the pastor, her mother was kind of the leader in responses [like amen and yes.. very welcoming siya]... her kuya plays the guitar, and tetz plays the organ and backs up in the singing of praises... it lasted for 2 hours pero parang ang bilis lang niya... the teaching were no different from the teachings in the catholic regarding what the Bible says... wala nga lang silang mga rituals na ginagawa ng mga catholics... simpleng songs and cermons lang sila.... sa catholics.. may pagka-formal ang dating diba??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the worship i ate lunch at therese's while thea left for glorrietta where her mom was waiting for her... [therese's parents are so kind and so warm.. bait!!]... then i invited therese to my house... plano ko kasi magbake to raise extra money for gifts to be given to franklin and mendel and some of my friends... and because therese has been baking for kind of a long time na [ kahit electronics ang faraday.. marunong siya talaga dahil sa lola niya]... i asked for her company para mabawasa ang kaba ko magbake mag-isa.... i baked the brownies our group in tle first baked.... bale parang butterscoth ang dating niya so now i call it butterscotch instead.... it was fun... it came out fine... ung first batch mejo dumikit ung wax paper dahil lumamig ng di pa tinatanggal ung paper... [iwawarn ko na lang ung mga kakain... para bang muffins na may balat ang dating... wag na lang nila kainin ung ilalim].... then ung 2nd batch... maayos na... delicious tignan... na-inspire ang both parents ko ata... my mom suddenly taught me things to remember in baking... while my dad...basta nasarapan siya... pati nga ung mga sunog binili niya e.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this wont be the last time that i will bake kahit na ung iba ay failure.... ika nga: practice makes perfect.... at sabi din ng mom ko.. iperfect ko muna ung recipe ko for butterscotch before i procede to the other things i learned from my baking class.... hehehe...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-2973958044499058153?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/2973958044499058153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=2973958044499058153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2973958044499058153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2973958044499058153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/12/gods-household-of-blessings.html' title='God&apos;s household of blessings'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-1874555034085865726</id><published>2006-12-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:38:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simbang gabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;recently i have been doing things that are new to me... things that i have never experienced before... blog,,, baguio,,, writing in the news paper,,, seeing my name in the newspaper,,, hearing my classmates sing well for the carol fest,,, having an adviser on the go and have total support to everything,,, [astig magiging party namin].... at madami pang iba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon naman simbang gabi... i have attended simbang gabi before... but now i am trying to complete the simbang gabi... for what??... well i really dont have a reason... i just feel like doing it... and according to father john: you must not attend misa de gallo just because you want to wish for something... you are attending it because it is a blessing itself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is right... and that explains why i suddenly wanted to attend misa de gallo.... it is the call of God... it is hard alright waking up 3 in the morning... and it is hard to keep awake in the silence and solemnity of the mass... but it feels very fulfilling after the mass.... what more if have completed it... i offer this act to the GREATEST ONE..... i love you po!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-1874555034085865726?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/1874555034085865726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=1874555034085865726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/1874555034085865726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/1874555034085865726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/12/simbang-gabi.html' title='simbang gabi'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-8767317354688818053</id><published>2006-12-14T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:02:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ano ba???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what will i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is pride really prevailing in me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont think so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if not pride... what else??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it started with a line...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a statement..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;words that to me were painful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's special to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's one of a kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i treasure him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's one of my most treasured ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but for sometimes i dont feel special to him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i only get to hang out with him whenever he has no girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most of the time i cant reach him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats why when those words came out from his mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hit me like hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant believe that for everything ive done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive sticked with him and became his friend no matter what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no matter when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eventhough he has little time for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was still there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our friendship was broken because of a girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a girl that doesnt even deserve him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we tried to talk it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it didnt work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it became worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he thinks that i am angry for some reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a reason i dont even considered once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sure i was dissapointed that he couldnt come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why wouldnt i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i set it all up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;organized everything and lost my voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and who are the ones not going?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i cant be mad at him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's not the only one backing out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even my sis couldnt make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this i say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just hope you could read this soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before our friendship totally dies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not that shallow to allow myself to be in fight with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just because you couldnt came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i understood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i understood very well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wasnt mad because of that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was just really hurt by what you said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought it was not you talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because for the short years ive known you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know you dont think like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought that it was your girl who said that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you said to a friend of ours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was really you who thought of that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you didnt mean it to mean like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you said you were just really confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;confused...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know in situations like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it would really be hard to choose &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when one gives way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it really helps right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your right, i did give way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i always do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything's ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you not coming is settled...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its ok to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i really cant help getting hurt with your words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with your last few words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wasnt mad that you didnt come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was mad at you because you said those words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you could back out without saying those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but according to a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you were thinking of a different meaning with those words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i get your point..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now get mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why do you have to use those particular words?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you could just have said it in other words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;words that were gentle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;words that would not mean like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess you know that im sensitive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and with me like that you should have been careful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want you to know my heart was crushed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was already broken by love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now it was crushed by friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want to lose our friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope we could still work this out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all we need is just to talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clear things out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;were not thinkin of the same thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;were not thinking of the same root to our fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is all just misunderstanding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but new problem is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we both are full of pride this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me thinking that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if i were to approach first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you might never realize my worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and take me forgranted once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking that im always there for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;youll assume i will never be gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz nobody knows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i might...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the other hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you think that our fight will never be resolved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unless your the one who approach..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saying im very full of pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which i would like to prove to be not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i know how to bend down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im afraid...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;afraid that youll refuse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everytime we pass each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you have that look that scares me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its the same angry look that scared me the last time we fought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that look that shoos away my courage to talk to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just hope this would end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just hope we talk already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im willing to fix things up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just hope you could read this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to talk to you soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-8767317354688818053?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/8767317354688818053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=8767317354688818053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8767317354688818053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8767317354688818053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/12/confused.html' title='confused'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-9069474395169559528</id><published>2006-12-14T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:15:20.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow bago!!!</title><content type='html'>wala lang.... matagal me di nagpopost kc everytime na magsisign in ako sa blog ko e baguio ang tinatype ko e di parin tapos... ang haba e... detailed kc dahil very unforgettable... anywayzz... eto nangyari for this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday we had a celebration ng bday ni chaba chubby... cabalen... eat all you can...&lt;br /&gt;1st round: sopas, spaghetti... [mamaya na ung kakanin kc dati nabusog kagad kami dun]&lt;br /&gt;2nd round: more sopas, arroz caldo..[new plates.. la lng]&lt;br /&gt;3rd round: i cant remember na... lumpia? di ko type bngay ko un kay ekel e... more sopas pa ata...&lt;br /&gt;4th round: halo halo... i mean saba con yelo pala.. kc saging lang nilagay ko...&lt;br /&gt;according to julius tie kami sa pinakamaraming plato...7... [counted dun ang small bowls at baso ng tubig at halo halo]&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagpicture picture kami... saya... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;after that lahat kami natatae.... pero joke lang... next stop gbox... suppose to be mag dadance maniax sila... kaso dami tao... nandun din ang lawrence... so habang waiting kami nag photo hunt... ang saya pala nun.. then nag vdeoke kami... ang wild namin sa loob... nagtatalunan at sigawan... si ate larrs bumigay!!! waaahhh!!! ang saya.... ill never forget this day.. ang saya... nga pala.. si carlo nirecord ang voice namin sa mp4 niya using headset as mic,,, tama ba un??... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung sabado kasama ko mendel...celebration ng december bdays... punta kami eco park at ang bahay ni cha sa qc... nag games... nakakapagod... so un... and you know... nag-away pa kami ng mama ko dahil sinira ko daw ung sched na pupunta ng divi dapat nung sabado.... di na nga ako umimik nasa kwarto na lang ako nananahimik iniisip pano ssbihin kay nica na d me makakasama tapos xa ang nagbawi at cnabing ako bahala san ako pupunta sa divi or qc kc ate ko di rin sasama.... ate ko unang umayaw at bakit sa akin nagalit mama ko??? nung di niya ako pinayagan tahimik lang ako di ko naman pinaglaban ang sarili ko at pinilit na payagan ako.... anywayzzz tapos na un!!!! bati na kami... details later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday... play... umuulan...nakakatamad.... pero sayang pera.... bihis....punta st. paul.....sira payong.... putik putik ang sandals.... nakaskirt ako [yung pang simbahan... black na floral hanggang tuhod...balloon style]....late ako.... 2nd floor pinapunta.... wala akong upuan...wala ding kasama.... nakatayo at nagcocontact ng makakasama at makakatabi.... may lalakeng bumulong sa akin: "miss wala ka rin bang upuan? sabay tayong tumayo... wla na rin akong upuan e... ano ba skul mo? ano year? third yr lang ako...." [ewwww.... katakot ung boses niya parang seducing maniac...]..... erol... sumagot.... nagpasundo.... nakitabi.... umurong ang mababait ng 3rd yr na katabi ni erol para may seat ako.... thank goodness.... play.....play.... cr ang sosyal..... play... tapos na play.... rob kain with erol... uwi... simba... go ness!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.... 2 am....BAHA SA BAHAY!!!... natutulog ako at nagising lang sa ingay ng mama ko na pinapaakyat lahat ng gamit... sala palang namin ang nabaha... hanggang ankle pero ung labas ng window ko... ung garden babad na sa baha!!!.... 3:30 am.... tulog ulit baka may pasok parin.... 5:00 gising na.... antok pa ako!!! lakas ulan... pano ako magcocommute??... baha ang street.... haha: di ako pinapasok.... hapon... napagtripang mag-aral ng eco... elasticity...gets.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday....bunutan sa kris kringle... xempre secret kung cno ako at kung cno nabunot ko... i want things to be mysterious... comsci time nag plan kami ng christmas party... ang saya talaga ni mama niban!! may ______ kami... at xa sagot sa prices for the games at UCB ang venue namin dahil homeroom namin ung airconed computer room kaso di pwede dun nakadikid ung mga tables... so UCB kami..... pagdating ng dismisal... sally: "bea sino partner mo sa ballroom for the teacher's day?".... tuloy pala un.... kk... walang may gusto sa franklin.... huhuhuhu.... si mao kay sally na.... ray!!!!.... kainis ayaw... magaabsent daw siya....huhuhuhuhu... practice time... "sally wlang may gusto.. ayaw ni ray"..... instant partner: erick... go!.... cute ng sayaw yung tlent ni sally sa ms ymca.... go erick ang lakas manghila... ok lang sa smooth floor... nung tinry namin sa quad... ARAY!! nafeel ko talagang nastretch ang organs ko... masakit talaga... di un muscles... promise.... first time ko mafeel ung ganun... organs siya talaga... imagine: rough ang floor.... malakas ang friction... nagstay lang ang paa ko sa isang spot dahil hindi madulas... tapos si erick ang lakas ng hatak sa akin...para makalusot sa kanya.... SAKIT!!!... pero go erick!!!!....jk...sumama akong nag 7-11 with flori at diana at jk.... nakwento sa akin ni jk ang side ni tim... kk... magkaiba nga ang iniisip naming dalawa ni tim.... nabawasan ang galit ko... makikipag usap ba ako???..... pagdating sa bahay... "papa galit pa ba sa akin si mama??".... thanks to papa at salamat sa good mood ni mama nagbati kami ni mama.... naiyak ako dahil masakit sa akin na iniiwasan ako ni mama... namiss ko siya... huhuhuhuhu.... i cherished her embrace to me that night.... yes bati na kami!!! dun ako natulog.... aircon!... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.... teachers day....time to dance... late dating sa masci... wla akong leggings, bolero.... bolero sponsored by pausiu.... leggings pa.... first yr... pahiram.... nice... complete na... make-up by aia,,, galing!! hair ko by nica at aia.... nagpractice me ng ikot with erick...k fine!! nabiyak ang hills ko... sapatos sponsored by lea... walang more practice biglang kami na ang magpeperform... yes sa stage lahat!!! go!!! nagawa naman ung lusot... pero ung ikot palpak parin.... tapos na... ang bilis! nakakabitin.... nag games for the teachers... go mam aniban!! were proud of you!!!... go mam okafor.... yuck batchmate!!! ang halay!!!... go mr. taylor... parang lego lang ang moves.... WAHH!!! anong regalo namin kay mama niban???.... on the spot lahat... song by nadz and jonas... acting by josha... one by one messages.... bulagaan... nagenjoy at natouch naman si mam... at ang special part... many many thanks to 'THE DEPARTMENT HEAD" diana ampuan... galing talaga!!! flash presentation c/o miguel miranda.... kain sa chowking with franklin.... punta glorrietta... bili damit for christmas party.... ganda... galing.... nice!!! hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... ordinary lang... la maxadong happening except..... NAKASAKAY NA AKO SA 3G TRAIN... la lang... pero di ko maxado na absorb ang feeling.... masikip... dami tao... si tetz naman gusto mag adventure at lakarin hanggang dulo... she thought tuloy tuloy xa hanggang sa dulo... akala niya dugtong lahat wlang hati.... go tetz.... baliw kaming dalawa... tawa lang ng tawa.... hanggang umuwi... tawa lang... miss u girl!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-9069474395169559528?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/9069474395169559528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=9069474395169559528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/9069474395169559528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/9069474395169559528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/12/wow-bago.html' title='wow bago!!!'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-8786642166773095568</id><published>2006-12-05T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:29:19.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the boat ride</title><content type='html'>before anything else i would like to greet erson ricarde of delmundo, urey, ptolemy, franklin a happy birthday!!! [birthday niya ngayon... december 5, 2006]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning: nobela itish!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game! day 2 naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 30, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;waahhh... happy birthday nica!!! 1am palang ginreet ko na siya... anywayzz.. maagang nagsipaggising mga tao today.. exited pa e.. kasama me dun... 4:30 me unang nagising... tinamad... inalarm ulit ng 5:00... gumising na ako at lumabas sa hall... paunti-unting dumadami ang taong lumalabas... flashligh mode!! ano ba yan! kelan ba magkakailaw??... anywayzzz pagkalabas ko sa rum e guess who sino ang bumulantang sa harap ko... ung EPAL... anywayzzz... nangapit bahay ako kina royce... at kung kani-kanino pa... i visited the room of danikko... nandun din cna jv at jose... ay!! kadiri nasaloob ung EPAL... ewww!!! so atras kagad ang beauty ko... so bumalik na ako sa room at ginising ang 2 naghihilik na roommates... gumising naman sila... tapos binalak ko nang maligo... i checked if may heater ang cr... meron ang shower.. kaso di gumagana... ayaw pa maligo nung dalawa kc malmig daw ung tubig so nauna na ako... mejo sanay naman kc ako e... kaso super lamig talaga ung tubig!!! as in!!! pero masarap ung after feeling every buhos... hihhihihi..... so habang nasa banyo ako... naririnig kong may commotion sa labas... na lock daw cla thea sa loob ng room nila... bitterness.... anywayzz.. continue lang ako.. then bihis... then labas... i checked why cla na stuck... cra pala ung door knob nila... cno kaya ang nagsira??? [c thea natutulog pa daw,, cna tetz at chrissy kanina ko pa nktang bumalik sa room,,, ung isa nasa room pa nila jv... hmmm... alam na...] anywayzzz....i tried pushing the door... without talking para di nila malamang ako ang bumubukas... cared ako kahit papaano... it's my friends who are in there... plus ung EPAL... then tinry ko ung susi... ayaw.. cra na ung spring ng doorknob nila... tinry kong daanin sa card... di kaxa ung gentxt maxadong makapal... i kelangan ung manipis.. tipong prepaid card... isa lang ang card na nasa wallet ko... ung sea games na prepaid card where in nakasulat ang date kung kelan magkasama kmi ni ano... i have no choice... mas matimbang sa akin ang friends ko... i used it... eventually it was destroyed... ang tigas ng door tapos ang lambot nun... the card was thin enough to get in but it wasn't strong enough to push the slope thingy... nandun din c jarold helping them... tinry nya ulit ung key.. tapos ung card.. ayaw talaga... tapos nagulat kami biglang narinig namin ni jarold ung boses ni rillera sa loob... waaahhh!!! pano ka nakapasok... [the funny thing is.. dumaan siya sa likod.. inakyat niya... napaghahalataang sanay mag-akyat bahay... hahahha] so yun he tried it opening from inside.. ayaw pa rin... hindi kc sumasama ung slope thingy na nagcoclose sa door... so yun... pinaligo ng lng ung 4 then sinamahan nila ni rillera at ni jarold ung 4... ay 3 lang pala... bumaba ng room... i forgot may grudge pala c rillera dun sa isa.. di niya aalalayan un... ewan ko na lang baka inalayan ni jarold un... so yun.. nakita ko na clang apat... di ako naghesitate... nilambing ko c chrissy... jinoke ko.. gusto ko nang makipagbati sa kanila.. ayoko masira ang dream vacation namin dahil sa isang EPAL...so yun bati bati na kaming 4.... ung room nila ccrain na lang daw ung knob mamaya... so there lumabas na kami at namasyal... first stop: BREAKFAST.... bumaba kaming lahat sa session road sa harap ng mcdo... dun naghiwahiwalay ang lahat at dun din ang kitaan after kumain... so kaming mga 4th year sama-sama naglakad... kami along with darwin people... kumain sa chowking... tapos ung iba dumerecho papuntang jbee... after a while pumunta din sila sa chowking kc sarado ata jbee... so un kumain kami.. ako naman sumakit ang tiyan kc sobrang gutom tapos biglaan ang kain... bali di ako natutunawan... gosh! so 9 na at call time na un sa harap ng mcdo.. nauna na kami at susunod na lang daw ung ibang seniors... pagdating doon naabutan namin sina sr garcia at mam amar... then umalis sila para kumuha ng jeep... then finally dumating na ang the rest of the group... while waiting nagkukwentuhan at picture picture kami... then biglang umurong ng konti malapit sa street ung group.. ako nakaupo parin sa lamp-post kc masakit ang tiyan... tapos biglang may humawak ng tiyan ko... WAHHH!!!... kakatakot pagtingin ko may isang matandang babaeng namamalimos... umalis ako kaagad at lumapit kay jv kc ang weird e.. namamalimos lang e hahawakan pa tiyan mo!!... then pumunta siya kina patrick at jarold... sila naman ang hinawakan ng tiyan... na creep out din sila at lumayo.. mamaya ung iba naman.... di niya tinantanan grupo namin... until kami ang lumayo ng konti... tapos nung wala na picture picture ulit kami... si karen ang tagakuha... nasa across the road xa para kuha kming lahat... mukha kming ewan... hihihi.... imagine isang flock of teens nasa side ng street naka pose.... tapos ung camera na sa kabilang side ng street.... then dumating ang mga jeep.... first ung batch na sumama kay sir garcia.. mga first year... then sunod kaming mga kasama ni mam amar... siksikan ulit as in punong puno ung jeep.... e ayaw ni mam amar... baka daw mahulog... so hinati niya kami sa dalawa pa... naiwan kami sa jeep na yun at sila naghanap ng jeep kasama si mam amar... wla kaming teacher... next stop...STRAWBERRY FARM... wow..dami strawberries... so ako tingin tingin muna... ayaw ko muna bumili kc baka kailanganin ko ung money... dami bags... ung ibang mascians nagsibilihan ng weaved body bag... ung yarn ang material... so yun... ako gusto ko din ng bag pero hand bag lang.... so tingin dito tingin doon ako... then si aby nakita ko bumili na ng mga peanut brittle at choco flakes.... sabi niya 5 for 100 daw... so naakit ako at pumunta dun sa pinagbilhan niya... bumili ako ng assorted... 3 peanut brittle at 2 choco flakes for 100... then strawberi jam... 3 for 100.. 3 binili ko kc i know my family is matakaw at di sapat ang isa..haha... so un... gusto ko na rin sana bumili for myself kaso iniisip ko baka may mas maganda sa iba pa naming pupuntahan kaya di muna me bumili... nauna nang umalis ung batch na kasama ni mam amam then sumunod yung kina sir garcia... kami ang batch na walang kasamang teacher... i was worried na baka naiwan na ako... so pumunta ako sa jeep.. nandun na sila... pagsakay ko... tinanong ko if masarap ba ung brand ng peanut brittle na binili ko... sabi ni karen masarap ang romana na brand at konti lang ang laman nung binili ko... nakatago walang laman sa loob... gilid lang ung peanut brittle na laman... cover up... so dinurog ko ung isa at nakita ko ngang konti lang ang laman... bad trip!!! unang binili nadaya pa!!... sabi nila thea ang strawberi jams lang ung wise na buy ko dahil mahal ung strawberi jam sa ibang places at sure na masarap un kc galing mismo sa strawberi farm... gusto ko sanang balikan ung pinagbilhan ko kaso sabi ni mao di na daw babalik un... kainis!!!... si habon naman naakit sa prexo ng jams ko at bumili sinama pa si mao... tapos sila karen naakit sa murang prexo ng dream catcher necklace kc alam niyang mahal sa ibang lugar sa baguio at kasama ang ibang newton ay bumaba din sila at bumili.... hayyy... kumonti pa kami lalo... wat time na kaya kami makakarating sa next stop... finally after a while... sumakay na lahat at umalis na kami... next stop...BURNHAM PARK... there nakita namin na nagboboating ung mga kasama ni mam amar... so nagboating din kami... pagdating namin sa lake.... biglang umalis na ung kasama nina mam amar without us noticing... e nandun na kami.... kasama ko sa boat si tetz, si chrissy, si aby, si jk... grabe!!! sigaw ng sigaw sina aby at jk!!!! grabe... nandun pa rin kami sa dock e sigawan na kagad... di pa kami nakakalayo sigaw parin... kala ko the whole boat ride namin sisigaw sila... eventually naman nasanay narin sila sa yug yog ng boat... kami ni tetz ang nagpapaddle... so pasyal muna kami... then napagtripan naming mamunggo ng boat... ung ibang boat na mascian ang laman... binubunggo namin... bump boat??...hehe.. so sakakabunggo ng boat na kuha na namin ni tetz ang navigation ng boat... tapos hinamon kami ng boat nina jose na magracing.... so game kami... race!!.... nauna sila... habol kami... lumihis sila ng daan... derecho lang kami... yey panalo kami!!! sa dock ang finish line.. paglapit namin dun bglang pinapababa na kmi nung namamahala...bkt???... time na daw kami.. e sabi niya 30 min ung ride... 20 minutes pa lang... may 10 min pa kami,... pero iniinsist nilang time na daw... whatever!!! so bumaba na kami... tapos nagsilapitan na rin ung ibang mga boats ng masci... bumaba narin sila... then nagpicture ulit kami... si karen ulit ang tagakuha... grabe punong puno ang both hands niya ng nakasabit na cameras... ang sarap niyang kunan... after that naglakad kami papuntang sm baguio... then nakita namin ang layo pa pala... e magtatime na.... di pa namin nakikita sina sr garcia at mam amar... kaya di na kami tumuloy... pagbalik sa jeep... wla na ung mga iniwang mga pinamili ng ilan sa amin.... luckily di ko iniwan ung akin... bad trip.... dami din nun... nagdedeny pa ung driver... so lakad kami sa burnham looking for the others... while walking... kasama ko si jk.. bumili ako ng silver... necklace at singsing... tapos hinabol namin sila... umikot sila nagshortcut kami... finally nakita namin ang grup with mr garcia at mam amar... naglunch na sila at kami hindi pa... sabi ni sr dalian namin at malalate kami sa ymca... so ang grup namin kumain... ung iba mga burger at hotdog lang.. kami ni thea super gutom na... kailangan kanin... so pumasok kami along with jk sa kainan na may kanin... pina rush namin... ayos naman... solve!!! nauna pa kmi matapos sa mga kumakain ng burger.... so tingin ulit kami ni jk ng silver.... may bling bling na malaki at umiikot pa... tapos tinawag ako ni karen... dont know why.... paglapit ko sabi niya may lalaki daw na nakatingin sa akin....malapit sa akin... baka daw ma-maniac ako... ano naman un diba??? kadiri!!..... so balik na kami sa white hall.... bihis ng bagong shirt at hilamos para fresh... sa lobby ginather kami... assigning of commissions... klangan spread out daw ang mga 4th yr.... [hoping ako dat time na makagrup xa! hihi].....kaso di me lucky... ayun goal kc ng masci: 4TH YR SPREAD OUT... BE A CHAIRMAN OR RAPORTOIRE... GET THE MOST OUTSTANDING DELEGATE AWARD!!!... kagrup ko si CHRISSY!!!... si jenine at lester din.... pumunta na kami sa session hall... late ang masci...haha... knting opening remarks... tapos go with your commission... super nervous ako kung alam niyo lang.... kasi ayaw kong mabigo ang masci sa commission namin.... i want to get the chair position!!!!.... pagdating sa grup... tahimik kami.... isang malaking pagkakamali... dumating isang guy na mayabang ang datin [pero later on nalaman ko hindi xa mayabang... c roy un... mabait xa]... pina-circle niya kami... uurrgg threat sa position na chair... xa naglead... huhuhuhu.... tapos may isa pa... si ian... nagsalita na rin.. naglead sa introduction.... chance ko na lang na magpa-epal sa games.... nakasingit ako!! sa wakas... i lead the game... tapos votation na kagad??? ang bilis.. di pa kami nagbobonding.... kulang pa diskarte ko... na nominate kaming 3... talo... huhuhuhu... si ian ang nanalo... pero he seeks opinions and suggestions from me palagi... so nandun parin ang presence ko... si roy nag lie low na ng konti.... so parang share lang kami ni ian sa position... ang difference... nakatayo siya ako hindi...hehehe.... nag-games pa... dinner came... ang organize ng dinner hall... galing!... busog kami sa food.... pagbalik... seminar about parlia by dr. sabas.... after that meeting ng mga journalists.... gagawa ng newzette... gusto ko makita for the first time ang name ko sa jaryo... main event: dr. sabas.... i raised my hand.. chance ko na un... magkatulong kami ni abychu... bonding moments namin un... hehehe.... si thea headline.... k lang... atleast main event amin.... [nung napublish ung copy nasa harap parin naman ung amin... 2 article] galing!!! bagong experience nanaman.... so mga journalist busing-busy.... sa white hall, habang ung the rest ng seniors ay nagpaplan ng culture presentation kami, nagsusulat....di ko masimulan ung akin... si abychu naka-2- paragraphs na.... waahhh... akin pa naman ang start ng article..... eventually natapos din kami ni abychu.... title na lang... wla na ung ibang seniors... bagsak na.... lalo na cna jk at aby.. hehehe.. title na lang.... by the way si alan ang gumawa ng streamer na suppose to be an editorial cartoon na pinagtalunan nilang magchuva [thea and alan] nagtampo si alan na kunwari lang at naging streamer na lang ung kay alan... natulog na xa... ung ibang journals na rin... kami na lang ni thea ang natira... biglang bumaba na from playing cards si patrick at tumulong sa amin... infairness first time ko nakausap ng matino si rillera... nagkasundo kami kay EPAL... pareho kaming naiinis sa kanya... papansin daw kasi e.... feeling pa daw.... so yun... tinulungan niya kami... editoryal cartoon for thea at title for me.... pumasok me sandali sa room... pagbalik la na si rillera... sabi ni thea pumasok na daw sa room... tinawag ni EPAL si thea at binigyan ng problema... grrr... la na akong kasama... bago umalis si thea sbi niya babalik daw si patrick for the title... bumalik nga.... go isip kami.... madaling araw na un... 3 am... humiga xa sa couch.... after a while.... naghihilik na.... kadiri!!! hahaha.... nakabukaka pa.... 30 mins ko pinagisipan kung gigisingin xa at papapuntahin sa kwarto niya or hahayaang ganyan at mapahiya pag nagsigisingan ang mga tao at nakita ang weirdness ng pagtulog niya.... naexperience kong magtalo ang angel at devil side ko... nanalo si angel... ginising ko siya at pinalipat.... natulog na rin ako for 1 hour... paggising naligo at ginising ung 2 frend ko.... lamig......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;end of day 2.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-8786642166773095568?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/8786642166773095568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=8786642166773095568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8786642166773095568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/8786642166773095568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/12/boat-ride.html' title='the boat ride'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-4302356109994834021</id><published>2006-12-04T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:41:59.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a dream to remember</title><content type='html'>wow grabe ang saya!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this was the very first time i have ever travelled and stayed away without my parents... and i loved it!!!! GRABE ANG SAYA!! well here's how it goes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;november 29, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we left masci at 3 pm... sumakay na me kagad para maganda ang pwesto... kaso bag ko di nakaabot sa compartment... di na daw kaxa... hayy.. so binuhat ko ang aking malaking maleta paakyat ng bus.... o well.. so yun.. isa lang ung bus... unfortunately di kami kaxa kasi we are 75... kaya ung iba nagcommute [meaning bus din papuntang baguio pero may kasamang iba.. hindi xa private... saklap noh??] bus palang nagwawala na kami sa kasiyahan... nasa likod kasi kami... ako katabi ko si aby almoite... la lang...nasa pinakalikod cna nica, therese, ellaine, maricar, sharli.... next row from the back ay cna mati at danikko tapos cna royce at jk.... tapos next row to them ay cna chrissy at thea tapos kami na ni aby...we were laughing, playing, guessing blind items [uso un sa masci pag nasa baguio], laughing, laughing and more laughing.... C ROYCE GRABE ANG ENERGY!!!! biruin mo sa 7 hours travel namin ay consistent high energy xa mula masci hanggang sa pagdating namin sa bundok... tumahimik lang xa nung paakyat na ng baguio kasi inaantok daw pero di rin daw xa nakatulog... kaming nasa likod ang pinakamaingay sa lahat... hehehehe... tapos inantok ako at natulog... sila continuous parin ang pagiingay at pagbablind item.... well lucky me never ako na blind item kc la clang alm na intriga sa akin..[hihihi] tapos un... nagstop over kami sa pangasinan... go-ness!!! takbuhan sa cr ang drama ng lahat!!! ang nakakatawa lang sa cr e.. ang baba ng cubicles... as in kita mo prin cna royce at jk kapag tumayo... hehe peace!!!... talagang kita mo ung tao sa loob pag dumungaw ka... as in makikita mo xa kahit nakaupo na sa toilet... respect na lang ang pinairal ng mascians... hayyy.. tapos nagdinner kami dun... ang mahal ng mga pagkain!!! biruin niyo ulam 80??!! tapos ang bbq more than 10... grabe... anywayzz magkakatabi kaming mga maiingay sa isang table... ung iba may dalang packed lunch at ung iba bumili... c danikko at mati bumili ng nilaga or sinigang pero di kinain kasi kadiri daw lasa.... pati itsura di presentable... yuck talaga!!! lahat kami konti lang kinain dahil busog sa kakakain sa bus... kaya kwentuhan mode lang kami dun sa table... tapos sinundo kami ni mam amar... kmi na lang pala ang nandun at lahat nasa bus na.. kakahiya!! so un katuwaan ulit... hyper ulit c royce.. grbe energy...tumahimik ang lahat ng tumahimik na c royce [alam na... c royce lang talaga ang maingay...JOKE!!! nakakahawa lang talga ng energy c royce...] so ayun... nung tumahimik kami c karen naman ung gicng.... along with mao and jose's vcam nag document c karen ng trip namin.... starting from the front e pinakilala niya ang mga kasama sa ymca at pinakita ang current status ng bawat isa [mamili ka sa nakatulala, tulog, nanonood, naghihilik, nageemote, nagpoproject sa cam, tulo laway, at nakanganga...hehehe!] then sabi ni karen kay jose at ellaine [na first time ever na makapunta sa baguio] na pagdating daw namin sa tunnel ay magwish sila at pigilang ang hininga nila hanggat di makalabas ng tunnel... sa pagkakaalala ko nung pumunta kami ng baguio dati e iba ang dinaanan namin dahil gngwa ung kenon road... so as far as i know di pa ako nakadaan sa tunnel na yun... kaso nalimutan ni karen kung which tunnel.. nalito xa if yung nadaanan namin ay ung cnasabi nilang wishing tunnel or may isa pa... un na pala un... di tuloy nakawish cla jose at ellaine.... pero ako napigilan ko ung hininga ko at nakapagwish ako... habang natutulog ang mga energetic pipol sa likod... ako gising na kc nauna akong natulog sa kanila.... so dahil walang makausap e nagmuni-muni na lang muna ako... kahit madilim sa labas e nagsight seeing ako... looking at the passing cars' headlights..... then sa malayo nakita ko ang isang portion ng mountain na parang sprininkle ng glitters.... ang ganda! parang christmas light ang effect... un na ang baguio city... ganda talaga ng effect.. sabi ni jk ang ganda nga daw... pero pag dating ng umaga mukhang squatters daw ung mga bahay... so yun... nakarating na kami sa teacher's camp... nagsibabaan na kami... lahat cla ginaw na ginaw at nagtataka ako bakit di ako gngnaw... inisip ko baka kc araw araw pag nagcocomputer ako e sa pwesto ng pc nakatapat ang buga ng aircon sa rum ng parents ko... sa sobrang lamig e nangangatog ang buong katawan ko.... kaya pagdating sa baguio ung lamig e katumbas lang ng aircon ng parents ko pag hindi nakatapat sa akin... so sa white hall ang rooms namin... suppose to be magkakaroom kami nina tetz, chrissy, thea, ako, at aby... kaso 4 lang daw per room kaya akala ko kaming apat na na magkakaservice... kaso may MALAKING EPAL E!!! wla daw xang rummates... naawa c thea so un ibang room ako... masakit pero k lang.... ksma ko naman c jk at aby... go-ness!!!.... 4 ung beds pero 3 lang kami sa room.. kaya ung isang bed gnwa naming patungan ng gamit.... 12 am na nun at di parin natutulog lahat... excited parin maxado... tapos cna sally nagpapractice ng walk for ms. ymca.... kaming magkakaroom.... wla nang magawa kaya bumalik na sa room... pagkapasok at pagkapasok sa room e saktong namatay ang ilaw... d namin alam lahat if lights-out na un or brown out.... buti na lang nakapasok na kmi kagad kc mahirap maghanap ng room sa dilim... kawawa cna sally na nakagown pa... aww... so yun nakahiga na kaming tatlong nagkkwentuhan... ng ano? secret.... hehehe... basta tawa lang kami ng tawa... then kumanta kmi ng carol of the bells... xempre di maayos kc antok na ung boses,... bglang may ang sshhhhhttt sa amin.... tawa naman kami.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;end of day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-4302356109994834021?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/4302356109994834021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=4302356109994834021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/4302356109994834021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/4302356109994834021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/12/dream-to-remember.html' title='a dream to remember'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-7392694294740456755</id><published>2006-11-28T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:39:31.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>majestic night</title><content type='html'>morning started with the sweetness of our first period teacher... tapos biglang sinalubong kami ng umaapoy na ulo ni ma'am san jose.... grabe... wheeew!! ang init... pano naman kasi la pa kaming nagagawa sa carol fest... mahigit 1 week xang wala pero la kaming nagawa... she cant blame us... we never got any instructions about the carol fest... sabi nga niya si mao nga daw ang una niyang binigyan ng copies... at pinagbilinan na ayusing ang carol fest... eto namang si mao... pumunta ng baguio para mag parliametary e hindi man lang kami sinabihan... at hindi man lang iniwan ung piyesa... soss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayzzzz... we started rehearsal kanina... determined naman kc mga franklin... we categorized ourselves with the help of a friend of mine... take note: CINATEGORIZE LANG NIYA KAMI AT TINURO ANG TONO... we're not blessed kasi to have a classmate who can easily read notes from a piece... isa isa kumanta ng pang vocalization.... a-a-ha-ha-aaahhh... ahihihihihi... one by one we heard our singing voices...at..ABA!!! ang daming magagandang boses!!! not only that... nagbalibaligtad ang mga grupings... those that we expect to belong in tenor... tipong mga elton, nikolai... were grouped as basses... and those we expected to be bass... like jeo and ekel... nasa tenor... aba!!! kakagulat.. even i was stunned to know that i belong to soprano??!!! grabiii!!!!.... all these years ive been singing as alto... tapos ngayon biglang soprano ako?? kakatuwa... here are the complete list of the voices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sopranos:&lt;br /&gt;bea&lt;br /&gt;kathleen&lt;br /&gt;stephanie m.&lt;br /&gt;alyssa&lt;br /&gt;stephanie c.&lt;br /&gt;larraine&lt;br /&gt;nadz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altos:&lt;br /&gt;maritoni&lt;br /&gt;kim&lt;br /&gt;emma&lt;br /&gt;cristina&lt;br /&gt;liezl&lt;br /&gt;angela&lt;br /&gt;grace&lt;br /&gt;amity&lt;br /&gt;diana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenor:&lt;br /&gt;mao&lt;br /&gt;ekel&lt;br /&gt;jeo&lt;br /&gt;carlo&lt;br /&gt;ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bass:&lt;br /&gt;nikolai&lt;br /&gt;timmons&lt;br /&gt;elton&lt;br /&gt;jonas&lt;br /&gt;jay mark&lt;br /&gt;julius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh... diba?? exciting?? and my friend taught us kanina ung tono... by the way ulit... pumayag si mam san jose na magpaturo kami ng tono... tono lang kami naman ang magpopolish e... tapos kuha kagad ng franklin.. o san ka pa??... ganda ng effect.. sabi ng franklin most of them dont sing... pero kanina ganda ng effect namin... pero xempre di pa polished un... mejo may mistakes pa rin lalo sa sa mga voicing... at nagkakalituhan pa... so job na namin un... na ayusin at ipolish... kc naman e.. 90 basta pumasok sa grandfinals... tapos 93 pag 3rd...96 pag 2nd at 100 pag 1st... khit 90 lang... ok na.. karangalan at grades din un.. so go go FRANKLIN... LOVE YOU ALL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-7392694294740456755?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/7392694294740456755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=7392694294740456755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7392694294740456755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/7392694294740456755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/11/majestic-night.html' title='majestic night'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-2654369676512631011</id><published>2006-11-27T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:48:18.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asthma</title><content type='html'>i was fine... the day went fine... i was full of glee... when suddenly... i can not breathe... i can feel pain in my chest... my lungs began to tighten... as more seconds past by... my lungs tighten and tighten...air became scarce... i could not hold it much longer... i am very much close to fainting... tears are coming out... inhale... exhale....inhale... where is the air??... i couldnt breathe... everythings turning white... somebody save me... PLEASE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;biologically speaking.. i dont have any asthma... but those things that i felt was real and it happend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TAMA NA!!!!... why is this happening to me??? bakit kailangan kong masaktan ng ganito?? hindi pa ba sapat ang masaktan ng isang kaibigan?? hindi pa ba sapat mawalan ng isang pagkakaibigan??? bakit kailangan pang dagdagan?? bakit kailangan pang dagdagan.... wala na naman akong iba pang hinahangad sa iyo... tanggap ko na ang lahat... nagbabagong buhay na ako... enough na sa akin ang nasapit ko sa iyo... nakuha ko na naman ang mga ipinapahiwatig mo.. ang mga ibig mong sabihin... nakuha ko na.. tama na iyon... magsama na kayo... ang tanging hiling ko lang ay huwag nang ipakita sa akin... huwag nang ipamukha sa akin... gawin niyo na lang isang pabor sa akin ang huwag pang ako'y pasakitin... tulungan niyo na lang akong makalimot... mga kaibigan ko parin kayo... kung tutuusin mga kaclose pa talaga dati... ung isa 2nd yr ung isa 3rd yr... hayyy... ill never forget that factor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-2654369676512631011?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/2654369676512631011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=2654369676512631011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2654369676512631011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/2654369676512631011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/11/asthma.html' title='asthma'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-669762777216505350</id><published>2006-11-26T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:18:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hayyy... ang hirap kalabanin ang katamaran.. ewan ko ba?! bkt lately sobrang tinatamad ako.. to the point na talagang hindi ako pumapasok.. i dont know why... wla na kc akong inspiration para bumyahe papuntang school... wla nang nagpapasabik sa akin... dati i cant wait to go to school kc i cant wait to see him again... pero ngyon wala nang ganun... wala na... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i can still remember the feeling of rejection... haayyy... nung wednesday lang un... at nung friday din... iba pag galing sa kanya... kinakatakutan ko tuloy ang confrontations sa mendel... but anyways ready na ako.. wala naman akong dapat iconfront kc wala naman nangyari sa amin.. simpleng connection lang for some moments... un lang... di bulgar... kmi kmi lang.. tska tutal wala xang inaamin so i can say wala nga talaga... that happens sometimes... tska ung timing ko sa knya.. dpressed pa xa nun sa ex niya.. kaya baka maling feelings lang ang mga un... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anywayzz... change topic... waaahhhh sa wednesday na ung baguio!!!! excited na ko kc for the first time in my whole life... pinayagan akong sumama sa ganyang klaseng activity.. ung tipong malayo at ilang araw mawawala... AAAHHHHH!!!! so nice naman... a very new exciting experience... sana may ka share lang ako... hayyy... i hope nothing goes wrong para ang first experience ko e worth remembering... walang depressing things na makakasira sa memory... HINDI TALAGA AKO MAKAPANIWALANG IM GOING TO BAGUIO ON MY OWN ALONG WITH MY FRIENDS!!! wooohooo!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-669762777216505350?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/669762777216505350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=669762777216505350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/669762777216505350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/669762777216505350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/11/mixed-emotions.html' title='mixed emotions'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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-3704190273423816685.post-3609811731537640105</id><published>2006-11-25T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:10:56.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sabotage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hayy.. eto my first post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was chosen to represent the division of manila in the book parade... seem so lucky?? no! i was not. last wednesday mrs. reyes asked franklin who among us has a costume that could be worn for the book parade... thinking that the book parade was like my former school where there are representatives per section in all levels and will parade only in the school.. i raised my hand... i said i have a costume that could make me look like a princess [gown ko nung prom]... so she sent me to the library... there the librarian told me the instructions... there i became sleeping beauty [kc red ung gown ko] and that i have to find a partner... the parade will be held on friday... that day i approached 3 guys and asked if they were interested... unfortunately they refused... the next day... thursday... sir victorio was the one who looked for my prince [yuck! what a term]... luis then approached me... "waah!! kaw ang napili" i said... but he was really shy to do it.. so we looked for mr. victorio... 2nd choice ni sir is daryll... i looked for him the whole morning... kaya pala di ko mahanap half day xa... so when sr. found him he had no choice... takutin ka ba daw e... so there we were... the next day.. friday.. i woke up 4 am to fix my hair and make up.. arrived school 7:30 dressed up and waited for daryll... when we went down... my classmates saw me and ran towards me... ohh the embarrassment!!!!... but i was touched with their support... thank you franklin.. specially kath m. and nadz... nadz thanks for the sash!!... when we arrived at the national library.. no one was there... the guard said that the parade left already... [so ano naman un??]... we looked for them... nakabalik na kmi ng national library we still havent found them.. nagdetour pala cla sa grandstand... then finally we found them... my mom dropped us at the end of the parade... our place in the line was in the middle along with the book characters... imagine me wearing my gown and daryll wearing the uniform of the colors... walking out of place... slightly running to catch up with them... mukha kaming mga t*nga.... when we reached our spot we were 1/4 of the way back to the national library... gosh!! we were embarassed!! why?? the others have supporters.. the others have floats.. their costumes were obviously sewn intentionally for the parade... prepared na prepared sila!! sasmantalang kami... halatang diskarte lang.... then we found out it was a contest... IT WAS UNFAIR!!! masci was only informed last wednesday... when the librarians called the organizers they never mentioned that it was a contest and that a float was needed... they even that no supporters allowed... kung cnbi lang nila na pwede edi sana dinala na namin ung franklin at roentgen... gustong gusto pa naman nila sumama... grrrr!!!.... and if they informed masci earlier we would have been a group of characters also like the other contestants... lahat sila mga grupo grupo...kami lang ang pair... kainis...we would also have a float... i hate it... it was obviously a sabotage... when the parade was over we had a break and ate snacks... there was still a program, a mass, and awarding but we didnt stay much longer... daryll wanted to go back to school for gc purposes and as for me... i was really "badtrip" kaya pumayag na rin akong bumalik... at masci.. i changed and because i was too annoyed i asked if i could go home with my mom... tutal excused naman ako buong araw... they allowed me.. and i went home... pagdating sa bahay bagsak sa kama at tulog buong araw...as in buong araw... i dont know why.... so un.... kainis noh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3704190273423816685-3609811731537640105?l=whateburr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/feeds/3609811731537640105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3704190273423816685&amp;postID=3609811731537640105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/3609811731537640105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3704190273423816685/posts/default/3609811731537640105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateburr.blogspot.com/2006/11/sabotage.html' title='sabotage'/><author><name>...ganda...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15594108561052911061</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>
