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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYCR306fyp7ImA9WhdTEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:12:46.317-07:00</updated><title>gialish</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Gialish" /><feedburner:info uri="gialish" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkADQn08eip7ImA9WxNQGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-6226767296860146207</id><published>2009-09-25T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:59:33.372-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-25T12:59:33.372-07:00</app:edited><title>PoshCraze Opening Contest!</title><content type="html">So ate &lt;a href="http://damsell-in-distress12.blogspot.com/"&gt;grace&lt;/a&gt; asked me to post this.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PoshCraze Opening Contest!&lt;br /&gt;16th September, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES ARE POSTED HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two contests at hand. Contest A and Contest B. Contest A, for Pointing System and Contest B for a Lucky Draw.&lt;br /&gt;Note: If ever you won the contest A, there’s still a chance for you to win the Contest B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to Xis.in =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contest A Mechanics *Pointing System*&lt;br /&gt;Ways to get points…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Follow me on Twitter @Happiii (3points)&lt;br /&gt;2. Add all these links on your blogroll, 1point each. (total: 44)&lt;br /&gt;4. Add the following buttons that is visible on the first page of your site (5points each)&lt;br /&gt;5.Blog about this contest (15points)&lt;br /&gt;6. Make a video of yourself saying “Happy Birthday Lovely!”. (50points)&lt;br /&gt;7. Every contestants will be given a unique link, spread the link, for every unique visits you get, 1point each. ( What Is a Unique Visitor? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the comment box provided below if you’re joining, so I can give you your Unique Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—–CURRENT CONTESTANTS and their points ARE LISTED HERE——&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTEST A PRIZES:&lt;br /&gt;1ST PRIZE&lt;br /&gt;10$ from Candy-Blush.com&lt;br /&gt;$5 from Jajastar&lt;br /&gt;Contact Lens Package from AsianVogueShop&lt;br /&gt;.com/.org/.net Domain Name from Paradehosting.com&lt;br /&gt;.info domain from Poshcraze&lt;br /&gt;A year of free webhost from Webhosting.candy-blush.net&lt;br /&gt;Wordpress Theme – Poshcraze&lt;br /&gt;1500 EC credits – www.istarblog.com&lt;br /&gt;Lifetime advertisement at Poshcraze&lt;br /&gt;1 month advertisement at Xis.in&lt;br /&gt;2 months advertisement at Xivy.org&lt;br /&gt;2 months advertisement at sweetposh.com&lt;br /&gt;1 month ad spot on SAHMO Pink-Precious, BabyKo.info, Life In Palawan, RosaMuth, and Express-Life.&lt;br /&gt;125×125 ad space for 2 months at I Heart Contest&lt;br /&gt;125×125 ad space for 2 months at Kiss Me Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;2 years free EXperience package from Jollyworkshosting.info/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND PRIZE&lt;br /&gt;10$ from Anuragbhateja.com/&lt;br /&gt;1 year registration of a .COM or .NET domain from Jollyworkshosting.info/&lt;br /&gt;.info domain name from Poshcraze&lt;br /&gt;EXtreme web hosting package (1 YEAR) from Jollyworkshosting.info/&lt;br /&gt;$5 off on any package from Jolly Works Hosting.&lt;br /&gt;Kawaii accessories from Theshopaholicstore.multipyl.com&lt;br /&gt;Theme/layout from Zebraffe.info&lt;br /&gt;Custom Blog header/logo- Pinknote.com&lt;br /&gt;10ml Pure Emu Oil. + One on one skin regimen consultation from Candy-blush.com&lt;br /&gt;1000 EC Credits from Maldita&lt;br /&gt;6months advertisement at Poshcraze.info&lt;br /&gt;125×125 ad space for 2 months at Supladita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3RD PRIZE&lt;br /&gt;5$ from Anuragbhateja.com/&lt;br /&gt;.com/.net/.org domain name from Stariray.net/&lt;br /&gt;10gb hosting from Oh-well.net&lt;br /&gt;125×125 banner spot for 1 year at Anuragbhateja.com/&lt;br /&gt;Blogroll link for 6 months at Anuragbhateja.com/&lt;br /&gt;1000 Entrecard Credits from Kerstin’s Closet Online Shop&lt;br /&gt;1 month (100×100) advertisement at Mwahugz.net&lt;br /&gt;1 month advertisement at Xivy.org&lt;br /&gt;—————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon.. i hope..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-6226767296860146207?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/6226767296860146207/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=6226767296860146207&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/6226767296860146207?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/6226767296860146207?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/X-91zEbgzkI/poshcraze-opening-contest.html" title="PoshCraze Opening Contest!" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/09/poshcraze-opening-contest.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEMQnk7eip7ImA9WxJaF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-6743158221561326325</id><published>2009-08-07T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T06:38:03.702-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-08T06:38:03.702-07:00</app:edited><title>DBSK dispute</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 509px; height: 406px;" src="http://temporaryescape.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/dbsk-45.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;REACTION TOWARDS DBSK and SM ENTERTAINMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it is hard for SM artists to be treated this way, they should still remember that SM entertainment is the one that brought them up and gave them their names. Didn't they pay their training fees? And with all the trainees they train, that must have cost a lot of money. It's called "business" in order for the company to survive they need their artists, in order for the artist to be who they are today they need the company, it's an exchange deal. Although i don't think they'd regret what's happening now, this is what they wanted most. And anyway, they didn't look at the whole picture before signing the contract and now this happens. Papers don't lie, they said yes and now they say no, people are never satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH! They auditioned, they pass, they got talent and the company should be thankful for having them. Talents are like oxygen to a company, without them their dead. DBSK does have a point, they worked their a** off and they get like what? 10%? 20%? Look at SUJU, i mean in how much are they making? The share is 1/13, plus a big rip off from the company. They have talent and we can't deny that, they deserve the fame for working hard but if the money isn't rolling and they can't even pay their hospital bills from getting fatigue because LSM almost killed them, then that's not really the greatest deal ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it's all about being fair, as i said so before it's an exchange deal. All for one, One for all, not really all for LSM but instead all for SM. SM &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;one family&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, right? &lt;/span&gt;Everything should go not only to its president but to their talents as well, would a 50-50 deal hurt? Both sides equally worked hard. LSM has the capital, DBSK probably tripled his capital, isn't that too much already? They have already paid their training fees and now it's about time for them to get paid for their efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the artist does reflects what the company is but giving the company a bad name gives these idols the same name. They should have talked about this in private and SM should have considered DBSK's credibility. And it is true, we should not worry about how long the contract is since that only means you don't trust the company. Trust is essential in every relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision is all up to them, what ever the outcome is, it's fate, we can't stop it. But I do hope this gets resolved soon, SM is known for making stars and DBSK is one of their products. It's really sad to see both of them fall, i hope that won't happen, but I don't think it will. Both parties aren't crazy enough to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really worried about DBSK's current situation, I do hope whatever they are doing now will be a lesson for both artists and companies. Celebrities do have the right to fight for, well, their rights. Don't be content with just that, getting less than what you can actually do. They did it because of passion and love for their craft, it might be something that can be done freely but in reality we need money to eat and live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before placing the tip of the ball pen on that piece of paper, think carefully then sign. Hey, that's what you like, no one can stop you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-6743158221561326325?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/6743158221561326325/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=6743158221561326325&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/6743158221561326325?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/6743158221561326325?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/TqlxtYYBt70/dbsk-dispute.html" title="DBSK dispute" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/08/dbsk-dispute.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQERH0-fip7ImA9WxJbE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-2401412192148484073</id><published>2009-07-22T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:25:05.356-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-22T23:25:05.356-07:00</app:edited><title>Kanino ko ba namana ang aking kabaliwan?</title><content type="html">WOW! Wala pa din kaming internet sa bahay. Actually yung kapatid ko meron, ung akin daw kasi tinamaan ng kidlat. Seryoso. Ang swerte ko no? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sa ngayon nasa internet shop ako at nagpapakaligaya, nanonood ng mga koreano at iniisip na yung crush ko ay nandun sa may canteen sa baba ng internet shop. Oo, doon sya kumakain. Nakakaasar nga, kasi paano ba naman super stalking na ang ginagawa ko lagi naman akong tinatakbuhan. XD Bakit ba? Di naman ako mamamatay tao, grabe naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nakakaasar pa, kasi ayon, ang saya. XD Naalala ko pala ung text sa akin ng nanay ko para sa kapatid ko, sabi ba naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tingnan mo ung elephate baka ma-highblood, ang daming fats jan baka ma-impatsyo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya nya no? Kumain kasi kami nila papa sa bahay nung brother-in-law ko. May patay, seryoso, ung daddy nya. May he rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, tawag na din sa kin ni mama ay DEER, oo USA. Mukha daw kasi akong deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bpfrommer.com/newest_images_2/FemaleDeer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya mahal na mahal ko nanay ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT OO NGA PALA NANOOD AKO NG HARRY POTTER 6 in 3D! 48 years ago! Thanks to my ate, may premiere tickets sya. I can't spazz about it until now. XD The movie was great, the effects were awesome, i love everything about it! Sad ending nga lang. Ang tanging con ko lang talaga sa movie ay ung nakita kong lalaki na kamukha ni jang geum suk at juno (sa jenny and juno) na may kasamang kamukha ni jenny, nakakalungkot kasi di ko sya natitigan mabuti. Ay, di pala kasali sa movie un. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 374px;" src="http://www.eslcity.com/english/data/file/rent/0835e712_Jenny_Juno-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(park min ji and kim hye sun as jenny and juno)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kamukha talaga nila ung dalawang yan! XD Sana magkapatid lang sila or magpinsan. XD Di naman sila sweet eh. Haha. Asa pa ako noh. Pero infairness naisip ko talaga paano kaya kung HP2 ang napanood ko ng 3D? Baka naloka ako sa ahas. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay, nababaliw na ako, ang hirap ng walang net. Di ko maintindihan ang mga nasa utak ko. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-2401412192148484073?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/2401412192148484073/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=2401412192148484073&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/2401412192148484073?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/2401412192148484073?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/6EQUAMYwsyI/ang-ilaw-ng-tahanan.html" title="Kanino ko ba namana ang aking kabaliwan?" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/07/ang-ilaw-ng-tahanan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MGSX0_eSp7ImA9WxJVEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-8558854327533919946</id><published>2009-06-25T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:30:28.341-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-26T00:30:28.341-07:00</app:edited><title>Stupid Cupid</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/living-my-fairytale"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/objects/digitalSticker/index2009.php?id=79fa99be041a&amp;amp;type2=1" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/living-my-fairytale"&gt;NOMINATE ME:)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The thing that scares me the most is that one day I might just wake up and realize that everything is just a dream. It's just too good to be true, but I know it's real. I can feel that it's real."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/gia4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Stupic Cupid, stop picking on me! XD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SHOCKS! Crush ko na talaga si canteen boy! Hahaha.. Paano ba naman, kamukhang kamukha nya itong lalaking eto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/oppa1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oo, yang picture pa din na yan. XD Eh, yan lang kamukha nya eh. XD PERO! Kahit na, counted na as GWAPO un! XD Ang cute nya talaga, mukha nga akong sira, pinaglalantaran ko sa mga kaklase kong crush ko sya. Yun tuloy mukhang alam na. I don't care. Wala naman akong balak pakasalan sya, at obviously wala din kahit sa panaginip nya na mangyari un. XD Mukha akong baliw, mas gusto ko na di ko sya makausap para naman may mapagpantasyahan ako paminsan-minsan. Pag naging kaibigan ko kasi sya, sigurado, mababaklas ang prince charming image nya sa akin. Oo, ganun ako. Weirdo no? Pero totoo. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paano ko ba sya nakilala? Sa canteen obviously, kaya nga canteen boy. XD Naka-black sya last thursday, black din ung buhok nya, tsaka pareho kami ng inorder sa canteen. Naasar nga ako doon sa nasa harapan ko, pinauna ako, eh asa likod ko na nga si canteen boy! Sayang. XD JOKE. Black na black pa suot nya noon, akala ko tuloy EMO sya. Eh ngayong thursday, brown na ang hair ni bakla at naka-pink sya, infairness. XD Pero di sya girlalush ha. XD Real mean wear pink ika-nga, kadiri ung sinabi ko. XD Mr. Bean ung t-shirt nya. At ngayon ko lang nalaman na pagdating pala sa kalokohan, may photographic memory ako. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, tama na ang kabaliwan. Wala pala kaming pasok bukas! YAY! MAKAKATULOG NA AKO! SA WAKAS! XD Ayun, tapos na, sabi ko nga tama na ang kabaliwan, ano pa ang sasabihin ko? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: PAHABOL&lt;br /&gt;copy, paste from&lt;a href="http://yagi07.multiply.com/"&gt; my multiply site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting today, I'm officially working at DZRH as a radio talent! I'm so happy! God is really good for giving me such an opportunity! Thank God for all His blessings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting July 17, 2009, everyday (except Sunday) at 11:30am-12:00noon.. I'll be one of the cast of ukay-ukay ni manang kikay, it's a comedy radio show. My lines are limited and I'm still training, so no TF yet. But still! TF isn't really important to me right now, the fact that I'll learn a lot and experience more is already enough to make me feel blessed. :) I hope some of you could listen to it and tell me if there's something I need to improve on, if ever you'll be listening please listen to the ones aired on July 18 and July 20, since I have more lines there. :) Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my dreams are finally reached! Another stepping stone, I'll do my best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-8558854327533919946?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/8558854327533919946/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=8558854327533919946&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/8558854327533919946?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/8558854327533919946?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/42EwSZN1iZE/stupid-cupid.html" title="Stupid Cupid" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-cupid.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcFRX84eyp7ImA9WxJWGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-526600030515232812</id><published>2009-06-23T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:20:14.133-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-25T06:20:14.133-07:00</app:edited><title>Transition to College</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/living-my-fairytale"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/objects/digitalSticker/index2009.php?id=79fa99be041a&amp;amp;type2=1" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/living-my-fairytale"&gt;NOMINATE ME:)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"As much as I miss the old times, I can't be like a dog running after its tail.. I need to go forward and sniff my way through in order to survive.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not used to college life. Everything is new to me, from the faces to the place to the fact that I need to commute and use public transportation. I hate it, I love it, I like it, what the heck?!? As much as I do love change, change can sometimes hate me. It's hard to adjust to the new environment, and the new weather. I miss the old times, when my school was like 20 steps away from home, the canteen with so-called recycled macaroni and spaghetti, the teachers who I think is better not to describe, every single thing. But what can I do? I can't go back and I don't want to go back. It is a bit ironic that when I was in high school, I badly wanted to advance to college but now I want to rewind life even for just a few months before, but that won't happen. Although, I don't regret anything, I'm glad I was able to live my senior life to the fullest, I learned a lot. But this time, I need to re-learn everything again. I'm back to step one, oh God, help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/gia3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"It's a need, not just a want", this kind of describes what I feel right now. College opened so many doors but my front teeth closed some. I'm not kidding, I NEED to have braces as in now, pronto! Although they aren't as bad as I think they are, they still aren't good enough. It's a bit normal in person, weird in cam and in videos? I should just play the role of Sadako and cover my whole face with hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough with my tooth fairy issues, as I said, I'm officially a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kolehiyala&lt;/span&gt; now. And everytime I go to school and encounter Aristotle, Plato and Socrates once again, I realized that Socrates said one of the hardest thing to do"Know thy self." As much as I understand myself better these days, it's hard for me to actually be myself infront of my new classmates. I'm not a tupperware, I am being who I am with them but I can't fully show the real me, the way I am in my previous school. But I guess that takes time, atleast I'm comfortable with them. By the way, our adviser, Mam Bets is awesome! XD I seriously love her. No more side comments. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/scan0001copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Some of my classmates, we look like children, LOL; I seriously LOLed at this pic.. XD The peace sign.. XD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in case you were wondering, my course is ADVERTISING AND PUBLIC RELATIONS, under the College of Business. My first choice was actually Masscom, major in either Broadcasting, Film, Journalism or Theater Arts. My other choices were Multimedia and Business Management, Advertising wasn't even in my vocabulary back then. But here I am now, taking up this course because there was no slots left in any of my choices, but I'm glad this happened, God sure knows how to make me happy. My course was like a mixture or combination (Science anyone?) of all of the choices and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for sure, I don't draw. T.T I really don't. But after getting in this course I started doodling and can you believe that doodling can actually release stress? XD Here's some of my doodles: (Childish, I know XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/scan0002-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[My name tag, yes, one profs asked us to make one XD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, while typing, I woke up and realized that this isn't a dream, this is really happening, everything around me is changing, I am changing and I know with God that it's for the better. Every trial, every challenge will serve as my stepping stone. I know that God has a plan for me, and I will obey Him, His perfect will. I trust in Him. I'm a college student now, all the events that occurred is already a part of me. So instead of making my life miserable, I'll make sure that this is another chapter in my life I'll happily look back at, just like my senior year in high school or maybe even better.&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;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAGALOG POST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga pala! Bago ko makalimutan, kailangan ko maikwento ang mga naging crush ko sa campus. XD Lima sila! Oo, Lima at oo, isang linggo at dalawang araw palang akong pumapasok sa eskwelahang iyon. Saya ko noh? XD Paano nangyari un? Matalas lang talaga ang mata ko. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Di ko ilalagay ang mga pangalan ng mga boylets na yan dahil baka maguluhan lang nag utak ko at utak nyo. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito kasi yan, una nung lunes. Habang ako ay naglalakad at naiinitan sa taas ng araw tumingala ako pinakahuling floor, unti-unti binabaan ko ang aking tingin, 5th floor, 4th floor, 3rd floor, SHEMAY! Jackpot! XD May gwapo sa 2nd floor, biruin mo un, makakakita pala ako ng ganung pagmumukha sa unang araw palang. Ang puti nya, chinito, tapos naka-brown sya. Kaya simula noon, every monday sya ang crush ko, dahil every monday sa 2nd floor nakikita ko syang nagti-text. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FACE VALUE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/delete1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/delete2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pagsamahin mo mukha nila, medyo ganyan face nya. Sya ata ang pinakagwapo kong crush. XD Pero di ko pa sya nakikita ng malapitan, shy ako eh. XD (Kapal ko..XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sumayaw ung PEP Squad ng college namin, wala naman talagang ganun ka-gwapo noon kaso nung sumasayaw na ung isang dancer nagiging kamukha nya ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/gdragon11oc1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero bakit ganun, pagtapos nya sumayaw, pagbaba nya ng stage, naiba na ang mukha nya. XD Nababaliw na ba ako o sadyang malabo lang mata ko? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY, THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/oppa1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dahil iisa lang ang kamukha nila, ayan.&lt;/span&gt; XD Ganito kasi kwento nyan, nung Thursday may nakita ako sa may canteen na kamukhang kamukha ng lalaking nasa picture ngayon, tinitigan ko para makasigurado. Bigla kong naisip na baka sya ung pinapantasya ko sa jeep noon. Kasi bago kami mag-test ng mga kaibigan ko, obviously, nag-travel muna kami, using the jeepney. Tapos biglang may gwapong sumakay at wala kaming ginawa kundi titigan at pagusapan, oo, nakakahiya kami. Tamang tama, pagbaba, pareho kami ng pupuntahan, pero akala nya siguro stalker kami na sinusundan sya, kaya ayun, tumakbo. Ang bait no? Back to the canteen, di naman nya ako tinakbuhan. Tsaka ko na-realize nung Tuesday (kanina kungbaga) na magkaiba canteen boy at si jeepney boy (o dba, magulo na.. XD) Dahil habang kinukuha ko ang libro ko, andun sa harap ko ang original na supladong jeepney boy. Hahaha. Sayang, nagpagupit sya, mas gwapo na tuloy si canteen boy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May nakita din akong kamukha ni Kim Joon pag mga 20ft apart kayo pero pag lumapit na, isang maling akala lang pala. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-526600030515232812?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/526600030515232812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=526600030515232812&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/526600030515232812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/526600030515232812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/0tsapkcjPzk/transition-to-college.html" title="Transition to College" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/06/transition-to-college.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IAQn0_fCp7ImA9WxJWFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-3146661899556581756</id><published>2009-06-20T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:39:03.344-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-21T11:39:03.344-07:00</app:edited><title>MULTIPLIED! :D</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/objects/digitalSticker/index2009.php?id=79fa99be041a&amp;amp;type2=1" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;[After 48 years, I was able to get my sticker]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/living-my-fairytale"&gt;NOMINATE ME:)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/gia1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one hectic month, and everything feels like it's going way to fast but I like it, I really do. Last Monday is the day where I can really say that I graduated high school. Does anyone else felt this kind of feeling? As if the past events that happened to you felt like it happened long ago when it was like a month ago and everything your are facing now is like a dream? As if everything was buried behind and a new chapter begins? I feel so blessed for everything that happened to me yet I feel so scared of the future. Still I continue, knowing that God is holding my hand. There are things I seriously regret, but it's not my fault that i still don't have the courage to do it. But then again maybe i have to wait a little longer. For only God knows how to make me stronger. AJA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough with my sentimentality issues. I've been inconsistent with blogger and that's all because of multiply. I suddenly developed a new love for Multiply. I have no idea why but Multiply felt like home. That's one reason why I've been absent here in blogger for a while, but then again, I can't just leave this one abandoned like my previous blogs. It's something I never want to do again. So here I am updating once again. But this time I want to share some one of my multiply entries. This entry made me reflect what blogging truly means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/gia2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blogging once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want to make another blog, I'm too lazy to do that. I mean I feel like I have an obligation to update every single day or even once a week, even if only a few actually reads it and sometimes no one even bothers to do so. Nah, I'm not complaining, I'm only explaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I've made about 5 blogs or more for the past 4-5 years, everything worked out well until I moved from blogspot to wordpress. Someone hosted me and I was an active blogger for like 6 months until my host got hacked or at least that's what she said. All my files, post, pictures, link, churvalulu was gone in a blink of an eye. Wonderful, just wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During those days, all I wanted was to obtain comments. There was a time where I accumilated 43 comments in a day, but the difficult part of it is that I have to drop by about 50 blogs and read about 50 posts and then leave a comment. Exchange of glory, fantastic. It was getting tiring and my eyes were starting to drop as I looked at the clock and find out that it's already 10:30am and I haven't been sleeping for one whole day just because I was too busy blogging. Happy me. But then again, why on earth did I transform blogging into a work without pay? Blogging which used to be my hobby started controlling me, a monster was born. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't blogging supposed to be a portal to release your stress, to rant about life and to just say random things? That was my purpose, my vision, my mission but after seeing every blog I had that failed, it seems like I strayed from my original idea. I was too caught up with the blogging world that I forgot what was really important, I forgot to enjoy myself.  Comments and link exchanges are ways to meet new people, share different point of views and to learn something new. But often times I find myself reading either the first or last line of every post just so I can comment and so that the person would also comment on my posts. Yes, that's not a bad thing but where did the learning about something new go? If I just read that one last bit will I fully understand what the person is saying? The thing is it's not about who gets the most reply, it's about having true readers who can be your friends, it's about gaining new knowledge. So what if I have 43 comments in a day if what actually matters is who will stay after today's post is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is where I should release my emotions, how I feel, what's new or whatever. I should be enjoying this not hating that fact that I must update once again. So instead of trying to keep everything inside and suddenly explode and go crazy, from now on I'll blog about it once again. It doesn't matter if no one reads it, as long as I know I'm keeping myself sane. I know, that's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;Well that it for now.&lt;br /&gt;If possible please do visit my Multiply site: http://yagi07.multiply.com/&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-3146661899556581756?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/3146661899556581756/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=3146661899556581756&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/3146661899556581756?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/3146661899556581756?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/2IX7FV-cYtA/multiplied-d.html" title="MULTIPLIED! :D" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/06/multiplied-d.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QCRnY7eip7ImA9WxJQFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-1031810231336091854</id><published>2009-05-27T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:36:07.802-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-27T11:36:07.802-07:00</app:edited><title>Life starts NOW :))</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURES :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FySa7coI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JqdvfjuZibc/s1600-h/IMG-1596+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FySa7coI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JqdvfjuZibc/s320/IMG-1596+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340571832116015746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"In class, seriously"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FzC4qkdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BnO64FHxX0U/s1600-h/IMG-2887+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FzC4qkdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BnO64FHxX0U/s320/IMG-2887+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340571845125640658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Goofing around"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2Fy7P-GdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CJPUyIS_4yQ/s1600-h/IMG-2898+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2Fy7P-GdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CJPUyIS_4yQ/s320/IMG-2898+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340571843075906002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"AGE: 13, 12, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;, 13-can you believe it? XD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FyrJ0DsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OnkqowfF1_4/s1600-h/IMG-1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FyrJ0DsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OnkqowfF1_4/s320/IMG-1611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340571838755114690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"I miss this!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/DSC01276copycopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FyYKOqAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/cXrTph6Z4PQ/s320/DSC01276+copy+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340571833656584194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"LOL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 48 years, I've updated once again. Truthfully it's a shame that every time I update my excuse is always the same, "I'm busy or "I was busy." I never realized that that wasn't true, sure I had a lot of activities this summer and I'm going to have more this school year but that's no excuse to not update. Why? Because I said I love blogging, and doing something you love should never be a burden to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this article about starting, and it really moved me. Things never get started because we worry too much about it, if we can just go with the flow things would have been better. My favorite line there is this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nothings wrong with having a plan of course. We can’t just wing it every time. The thing is there’s a tendency to get caught up in making the right plan and just going with the right-now plan. The simple act of starting creates the momentum to carry us forward to the next step."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving right? I made a blog to release stress but instead I'm doing the exact opposite by thinking too much. I often thought, "What if this is not a good topic?" When the truth is the best topic comes from the heart. So with all my heart, I typed all of this. Because I want to start and guess what I'm finish. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-1031810231336091854?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/1031810231336091854/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=1031810231336091854&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/1031810231336091854?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/1031810231336091854?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/QVHOT_t4RKA/pictures-in-class-seriously-goofing.html" title="Life starts NOW :))" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sh2FySa7coI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JqdvfjuZibc/s72-c/IMG-1596+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-in-class-seriously-goofing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcDSX88eCp7ImA9WxVaFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-8851587224232881227</id><published>2009-04-11T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:54:38.170-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-11T01:54:38.170-07:00</app:edited><title>GROUP MESSAGE :) AND MORE XD</title><content type="html">Kung wala kang magawa, basahin mo ito. Kung madami kang ginagawa, ok lang, break ka muna. XD Dahil mahaba-haba ito, ilalagay ko dito kung ano ang mababasa nyo dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Review (Koreano ito, Koreano XD)&lt;br /&gt;II. Tungkol sa isang batang magaling mag-guitara (Nag-aaral na ako nyan! XD)&lt;br /&gt;III. PETA&lt;br /&gt;IV. Prom&lt;br /&gt;V. Trip to Bulacan :)&lt;br /&gt;VI. Kim Bum XD&lt;br /&gt;VII. GMs (Ang mga kabaliwan ng aking mga kaibigan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no post! Grabe, sorry sa super hiatus ko, hindi pa ako nagpaalam. Sobrang busy kasi eh. Kaya ito, isang super habang post para sa inyo. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;REVIEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few weeks madami akong napanood na KOREAN MOVIES and I reviewed most of them. If you have time pwede nyo tingnan &lt;a href="http://gialish-reviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;DITO&lt;/a&gt;. Ito ang mga ne-review ko: "BOYS OVER FLOWERS", "Jenny, Juno", "200 Pound Beauty" at "100 days with Mr. Arrogant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEBSITES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In teentalk, may nakita akong website, ung nakikipagchat ka kaso ang ka-chat mo robot. At totoo, kinakausap ka talaga nya! &lt;a href="http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html"&gt;ITO YUN&lt;/a&gt;. :) I just didn't like the way that the robot thing-y named itself God. It actually scares me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPENINGS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/1_976894472l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1st of all, next year college na ako. I'm going to take up MASS COMMUNICATION major in BROADCAST. :) Sa totoo lang, mamimiss ko High school life ko, pero kahit ganun hindi ako umiyak nung graduation. I know naman kasi na kahit graduates na kami, wala paring iwanan. I love my senior year, my classmates and even my teachers. Kahit na nagalit ako sa iba kong teachers, i've forgiven them na.  Anyway, nagulat ako kasi nag-9th honorable mention pa ako kahit lagi akong wala sa school dahil sa extra curricular activities ko. Pero dahil din naman doon kaya ako napunta sa position ko. I thank God for giving me such a great senior life. :) I'm looking forward to the next stage na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way pala, I'm learning the guitar, kaso wala akong teacher. T.T Self study lang. Ngayon, ang tututunan ko palang ay ang intro ng Huling El Bimbo, nahihirapan ako sa pagpapalit ng chords. Pero, i won't give up! Kaya ko ito! Go! Speaking of Guitar, has anyone heard of SUNGHA JUNG? I love this boy, ang galing nya mag-guitara! I mean, the first time I heard him play, I was hooked. The more I see him, the more I want to learn how to play. This kid became one of my inspirations. Pagnakikita ko kasi syang tumugtog, parang nararamdaman ko yung saya nya sa pag-gigitara, medyo na iyak nga ako. Ang drama no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O2q79Hfplak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O2q79Hfplak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;His latest video:Living Naturally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa ba ang nangyayari sa buhay ko? Ayun, by April 15, start na ako sa PETA. :) I'm so happy! Just last year, I found out that I want to be a part of the theater, I want to act, sing, dance and write. Three of those are possible, as for dancing, I don't dance but I guess it's not entirely impossible to learn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/1_215490578lcopycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"messing around while waiting for us to get inside"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/1_754848625lcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"with mr. senior, mark ang dakilang oso"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/PHTO1027copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"while waiting for my turn to get food, an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;g tagal eh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yan na ang ibang prom pics.. Sadly.. Hindi lahat ng pictures na upload, kaya pati ung GJERMS monthsary celebration namin wala pa. Although may pics naman ako dito, ung pics ng mga cousins ko sa bulacan. Here's some of the pics. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 583px; height: 437px;" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/PHTO1299copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them to make a heart, at first they didn't understand how but the time they did they kept making hearts at almost every picture. I think it's really sweet of them to do so. They are a lot more obedient than my pesky little brother. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 583px; height: 437px;" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/PHTO1277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view in Bulacan is really beautiful. I've been going there since I was young but I've never seen the field so clearly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 583px; height: 437px;" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/PHTO1246-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Cedrick, ang laki ng pinagbago. Biglang naging super cute! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 583px; height: 438px;" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/PHTO1251copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang cute nila. XD Ang kukulit. They kept dragging me everywhere to take a picture of them. XD Super pictorial. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 583px; height: 437px;" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/PHTO1205-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, I have no idea kung saan nakatingin ung dalawa. XD Next, kuha ito sa bahay nila, ang cute talaga nila. XD Ang sarap nila ipasyal dito sa Manila, kaso baka magtakbuhan bigla. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVERUSED WORD: CUTE XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naalala ko si Kyla, ung long hair jan. Last 2 years, I think December 2007, sabi nya sakin gusto daw nya ng long hair. Wag daw ako magpapagupit. Ngayon ang haba na ng hair nya, ako nagpaikli. Kaya ayun, gusto ko na magpahaba ulit. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 384px;" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/Image044copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cute, naalala ko si Kim Bum, isa mga crush ko. Yung 1st vector art ko, sya. Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/kimbum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it isn't so good. 1st time ko yan ee..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, isa palang dahilan kaya matagal din akong nawala ay dahil nawala ang internet namin. Kaya yun, lumipat ako sa texting dahil dito, lumala ang sakit ko. Lalo akong nabaliw. Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started nung nagtext ang guro ko sa journalism class namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;SIR: &lt;/span&gt;Please greet my brother a happy birthday, today is his birthday (gives his brothers name and number)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edi yun, bilang normal na mga tao, nag-greet kami. Kaso biglang nag-load si Shyne. Sa hindi malamang pangyayari, nagtext ang baliw ka-txt nya daw si smileyboy(birthday boy), sigurado na daw syang magkapatid sila ni sir. Nakatxt ko din sya at binansagan ko syang,"baby albelda".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GMs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;COMPILATION OF SHYNE'S GMs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (ung mga ganito ay comments ko.. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fon with gia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shyne:&lt;/span&gt; you know what, i can make a paper butterfly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gia:&lt;/span&gt; you know what, i can make a paper out of the butterfly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor butterfly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gia:&lt;/span&gt; you know what I gmed the patola juice to people that don't know you and to Sir Josiah's angkan. I'm so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD LLAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fiebel &lt;/span&gt;(my sister): I HATE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt; (our maid): You hate people? People hate you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyne: Tayong dalawa lang ba dito?&lt;br /&gt;Gia: Hindi, hindi mo ba naririnig may mga hayop sa taas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga impakto at impakta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Shyne is destroying my already ruined reputation!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyne: Who put that picture there?&lt;br /&gt;Gia: The barakuda&lt;br /&gt;Shyne: Who?&lt;br /&gt;Gia: My bheutifhul mhother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok, let me explain myself! tinawag kasi ako ni mama ng barakuda, kaya tinawag ko sya ng ganun! yes, my family is happy! and i have no idea why beautiful mother is spelled that way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galit na ang taong bayan&lt;br /&gt;Walang tao sa bayan na ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(how can the bayan be angry if there is no people??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SIR'S (yes, my teacher) GMs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you talking about animals?&lt;br /&gt;(MY REPLY: Bark.. Bark.. Bark..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what animals. You're all insane. Go get food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIA'S GM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ria: Alam mo ba kuya na ang daming gwapo ngayon na ngalalaba?&lt;br /&gt;Kuya: So?&lt;br /&gt;Ria: Pati mga damit ng mga kapatid nila nilalaban nila..&lt;br /&gt;Kuya: Tapos?&lt;br /&gt;Ria: Kuya, palaba..&lt;br /&gt;Kuya: Ah.. Alam mo ba ung balita jan sa may kanto? Yung kuya pinatay ung bunso nyang kapatid?&lt;br /&gt;Ria: Hindi, bakit nya pinatay?&lt;br /&gt;Kuya: Nagpalaba sya, ano nga ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Ria: Ah.. Wala sabi ko kung gusto mo maglaba, maglalaba kasi ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(HAPPY RIA! Shorten version yan, ang haba kasi nung txt nya, nobela)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY GMs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Josiah: I changed the batch prophecy dahil animals kayong lahat sa zoo na ang setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Albelda: Where are the crazy women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the same. T.T They really are related. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Shyne: Are you a happy llama?&lt;br /&gt;Gia: Baliw&lt;br /&gt;Shyne: Ka&lt;br /&gt;Gia: Din&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We are not related just retarded. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPECIAL: BABY ALBELDA'S CHAT WITH ATE GIA and ATE SHYNE.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:75%;"&gt;Baby Albelda: Am I a crazy animal like you?&lt;br /&gt;Gia: Once I see you, I can tell.. It's a gift you know.&lt;br /&gt;Baby Albelda: Oh, i think I'm a hyena. The smiling animal. :)&lt;br /&gt;Shyne: Hey gia, I think we should stop this, polluting the child's mind. He thinks he's a hyena. Poor child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~END~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the others.. XD but that's some of it. YES. SOME. Mas malala pa jan ang katotohanan. At kung nagtataka kayo kung bakit animals, lahat kasi kami ay iba't ibang animals. Ang mga seniors, kami ni Shyne ang nagbinyag sa kanila. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok.. Tama na.. Ayoko na magsalita, ang haba na ng post ko! Bumabawi lang sa mga oras na nawala ako dito. God Bless everyone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7750526719980861409-8851587224232881227?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/8851587224232881227/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=8851587224232881227&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/8851587224232881227?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/8851587224232881227?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/A1JTh0VOiD0/group-message.html" title="GROUP MESSAGE :) AND MORE XD" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/04/group-message.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYMRXY-fip7ImA9WxVUE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-5816577189474364166</id><published>2009-03-15T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:19:44.856-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-17T08:19:44.856-07:00</app:edited><title>KABALIWAN</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Napagisipan kong mabuti na ang mga posts ko simula ngayon ay TAGLISH na.. Pero ung mga reviews ko ENGLISH, tapos ung short stories TAGALOG and ENGLISH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dahil tambak ako sa gawain at finals namin ngayon, hindi ako nakapag-update ng matagal na panahon. Kaya, inexchange ito, nagsagawa ako ng review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;===&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://gialish-reviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://gialish-reviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;SUJU 3JIB ALBUM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At dahil din ako ay pagod, puro kalokohan lang ang aking sasabihin. Ok? Sisimulan ko na. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ANG MGA KABALBALANG NANGYARI SA ESKWELAHAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sitwasyon 1&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Tanging Ina"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ako ay muntik na maduling kakagawa ng aking yarn art, proyekto ko ito sa arts, at dahil dito naisipan kong magpahinga. Isang pagkakamali. Tumabi ako sa aking kaibigan na si micah, ngunit ako din ay kanyang iniwan, how sad. Naiwan ako kasama ang grupo ng mga kalalakihan sa aming klase. Biglang dumating ang isa pang kasapi sa tropa na si Von, may problema daw sya, pero hindi halata. Kinuha kasi ng guro namin ang PSP nya, ito ang nangyari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;VON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Hala! Kinuha ni Jagto (oo, walang galang ang mga taong ito) PSP ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;MATTHEW: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kunin mo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;VON: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hindi pwede, kailangan ko pa magulang ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Biglang nagsuot ng shades at sombrero si Matthew, tumayo at hinatak si Von.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VON:&lt;/span&gt; Oi! Saan tayo pupunta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;MATTHEW: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kukunin PSP mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;VON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Hindi nga pwede, asan magulang ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;MATTHEW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ako na nga magulang mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;VON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;MATTHEW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ok lang yan, hindi naman mahahalata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;VON: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoy! (ako ang tinatawag ng baliw na yan) Halika!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;AKO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bakit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;VON: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kukunin mo PSP ng anak mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;AKO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Salamat ah! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sitwasyon 2&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Libre lang mangarap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sa loob ng klase, nangagarap kasama ang mga kaibigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;JEDI: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gusto ko maging Pathologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;SHYNE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ano? Patola Juice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Diba? Ang saya mangarap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sitwasyon 3&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sweet Revenge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Habang nagaaral, may nag-text sa akin. Si Shyne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ang mensahe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SINONG KUMUHA NG PHYSICS NOTEBOOK KO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAKAGATIN KITA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AY HINDI PALA, NGATNGATNGATIN KITA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBALIK NYO SA AKIN YUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi nga pala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seryoso siya sa lagay na yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sitwasyon 4&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kwentuhan Blues"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Habang seryoso akong nagsasagot ng test, exam namin, biglang nag-kwento si chum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;CHUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (nagkukwento ng mga kwentong ewan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(ITO ANG KWENTO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Divorced Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tatay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Anak, ibigay mo itong tseke sa nanay mo at sabihin mong dahil 18 ka na ito na ang huling sustento na ibibigay ko sayo. Tapos tingnan mo yung expression ng face nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Anak:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Mom! Sabi ni dad ibigay ko daw itong tseke sayo at sabihing ito na ang huling sustento na matatagangap ko mula sa kanya. Tapos tingnan ko daw ang expression ng face mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(tahimik ang ina, tapos biglang nagsalita)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pumunta ka sa tatay mo at sabihin mo salamat kahit hindi ka nya anak, tapos tingnan mo expression ng face nya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;AKO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Chum! Ano ba! Lumayas ka nga dito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;CHUM: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(kwento pa din)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trulalu&lt;br /&gt;Eklabu&lt;br /&gt;Trulalu&lt;br /&gt;Eklabu&lt;br /&gt;Trulalu&lt;br /&gt;Trulalu&lt;br /&gt;Eklabu&lt;br /&gt;Eklabu&lt;br /&gt;Trulalu&lt;br /&gt;Trulalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakla, nagsasagot ng true and false sa exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;AKO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ANO BA! HINDI AKO MAKASAGOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;CHUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (tuloy pa din ang agos ng buhay, kwento pa din, ngayon with true to life characters!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;NANAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Anak! Ano ba? Ang takaw takaw mo! Tama na nga yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;MARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (kaklase kong medyo chubby and dark): Inay! Bakit pag yung baboy lagi mong pinapakain! Sino ba talagang anak mo? Ako o ung baboy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;AKO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CHUM!!! TAMA NA ANG STORYTELLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;CHUM: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;GF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Yan bang ex mo? Ang panget naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;BF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Wala akong magagawa yan ang weakness ko eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tawa ako ng tawa. Kahit alam ko na ang mga kwentong yan, paano ba naman kasi, may tama ung nagkukwento. Anak ng tinapa. Nakakatawa talaga. XD HAHAHA. HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-WAKAS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ayun ang mga pangyayari sa aking buhay. Ayoko nang-ikwento ang mga kahihiyan ko. Di ko kasi maintindihan kung bakit ba lahat ng kahihiyan naibuhos sa akin. Ang saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pero alam nyo kung anong mas masaya? TAPOS NA ANG THESIS KO! Gusto nyong mabasa?? Gusto nyo?? Wag na nga, tinatamad na kayo eh. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ang topic ko: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;TAMAD BA MAGBASA ANG MGA PILIPINO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alam ko. Walang kwenta. Eh paano ba naman kasi nag-propose ako ng topic na matitino. Rejected lahat. Yan lang ang tinangap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Proposed topics: Greek mythology, Ang mga bitwin, Ang simula ng sining at Philippine history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pero buti nalang, yan ang tinangap. Nakaka-dugo kaya ng utak magtranslate from English to Tagalog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ito ang mga laman ng thesis ko, ung iba lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ANG AKING LAYUNIN: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;UNA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upang malaman kung ano ang sanhi ng katamaran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;PANGALAWA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Upang may basahin pag ika’y walang magawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;TATLO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Upang malaman kung gaano kayaman ang Pilipinas sa larangan ng panitikan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;APAT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Upang makilala mo si Juan de la Cruz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;LIMA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upang ako ay maka-graduate. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At ang paborito ko:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sb0xwyqMOMI/AAAAAAAAANA/PbyirDDB4Ec/s1600-h/DSC07929+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sb0xwyqMOMI/AAAAAAAAANA/PbyirDDB4Ec/s400/DSC07929+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313457849669269698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tungkol Sa Awtor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si Gia Allana Soriano ay isang isip bata na may mataas na pangarap sa buhay. Siya ay mahilig magsulat ngunit tamad magbasa. Pinipilit nyang baguhin ang katamaran na ito, at sa kabutihang palad ay nabago naman. Kaso pag siya ay na-adik sa kayang binabasa, hindi na siya tumigil at minsan ay tumatawa pa mag-isa habang nagbabasa. Hahaha. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;© 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ang saya ko noh? O sya, gagawa pa ako ng kung ano-ano para sa yearbook namin. Sa next post, ilalagay ko na talaga prom pics ko. XD&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/7750526719980861409-5816577189474364166?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/5816577189474364166/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=5816577189474364166&amp;isPopup=true" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/5816577189474364166?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/5816577189474364166?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/RdXzX3FxBwo/kabaliwan.html" title="KABALIWAN" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Sb0xwyqMOMI/AAAAAAAAANA/PbyirDDB4Ec/s72-c/DSC07929+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/03/kabaliwan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04GRn86eip7ImA9WxVVGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-8054570612157605183</id><published>2009-02-28T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:25:27.112-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-12T02:25:27.112-07:00</app:edited><title>ANG MASAYA KONG BUHAY.. XD</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;TABLE OF CONTENTS: (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;February 24, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CAT: ANTI VICES RALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;February 25, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SAN BEDA SEMINAR: ENTREPRENUERS FROM REEL TO REAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;February 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;JS PROMENADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; [taglish-kailangan ko maglabas ng emotion! XD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotEbQ6NjI/AAAAAAAAALw/GIpq3thixWQ/s1600-h/rallyfeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotEbQ6NjI/AAAAAAAAALw/GIpq3thixWQ/s400/rallyfeet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308104664870958642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While walking; during our rally for CAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ENGLISH]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Despite the killer heat of the sun, we still marched along the streets of Quezon City while holding our cardboard slogans saying (to sum up everything) "STOP VICES!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, before our cotillion practice, we had a small parade. It was for our CAT subject, we had to make slogans that is within this topics: stop porno, stop drugs, stop smoking, stop corruption, and other stoppable doings. As for me I chose stop drugs, my slogan wasn't much of the short snappy styles, it was more of a poem. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Drugs are a lie&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you why&lt;br /&gt;They'll say its good for you and I&lt;br /&gt;but with truthfully, with over dosage, you'll surely die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it wasn't good, I like the one I made for my friend better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kill the boredom&lt;br /&gt;Not your innocence&lt;br /&gt;Stop Porno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxVRe4yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Wuhw7sWboeA/s1600-h/rally2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxVRe4yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Wuhw7sWboeA/s320/rally2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105436356862754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Saotx1q70eI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BplWQ2YAhsE/s1600-h/rally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/Saotx1q70eI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BplWQ2YAhsE/s320/rally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105445053551074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxhI9YyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kkibc4lLnlU/s1600-h/rally4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxhI9YyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kkibc4lLnlU/s320/rally4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105439542338338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxTpQ7NI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uP8kgxQQWvM/s1600-h/rally3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxTpQ7NI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uP8kgxQQWvM/s320/rally3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105435919740114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seniors walking under the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[TAGLISH XD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng prosesyon, kailangan pa namin mag-practice ng cotillion. Napakasaya diba? Pagkatapos namin magbabad at halos maprito na sa araw, sasayaw pa kami. Ang sakit na kaya ng paa ko, pawis na pawis pa ako. JUSMEYO! Tapos ung partner ko, hindi ko gusto. Sa totoo nga lang, walang may gustong makapartner sya pero sa huli hindi ako nagsisi, marunong sya sumayaw, natuturuan nya ako. Ang problema naman kasi sa mga katauhan sa amin, masyadong judgemental ang iba. Diba nga, inner beauty dapat ang tinitingnan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-late kami ng mga kaklase ko sa 2nd day of practice namin. Pumunta kasi kami sa San Beda para sa isang seminar about entrepreneurship. Minalas nga ako, pano kasi may raffle, ang number ko ay 0248. Alam nyo kung sinong mga nabunot? Mga kaklase kong ang numero ay 0247 at 0249! Nakakuha sila ng USB, tapos dalawa pa sa amin ay nakakuha ng FREE DRIVING LESSONS. Magdiwang tayong lahat! Haha.. Pero syempre ok lang yun, nakakuha naman ako ng maxipeel na sabon, skinwhite sachet na lotion at biolink hot oil shampoo. Napaka-swerte, (sarcasm) pero infairness, blessing na din na maka-attend ako sa mga ganyan. Nakuha ko ung prize ko kasi nagtanong ako, oo makapal mukha ko, tumayo ako at nagtanong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tanong ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kung hindi ito ang kukunin kong course, mahihirapan ba ako mag-start ng business?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Basic question, pero gusto ko talaga malaman. 3rd choice ko kasi ang course na Business Administration. 1st Choice ko Mass Communication, Major in Broadcast Communication at and 2nd choice ko ay Multimedia. Sinagot ng speakers ang tanong ko at dahil doon na kumbinse nila ako na... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drumroll* "tentenenent!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINDI MAG-BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION! Haha.. Sabi kasi nila wala pa itong course na ito dati pero naging successful pa din sila. Ang advice nila sa akin ay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Kung gusto mo talaga, pagaaralan mo, self study"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As long as you have passion and determination, you'll surelly succeed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Be resilent, mag improve ka, wag ung magse-settle ka sa pwede na."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ayun, nagulo ulit ang tahimik kong mundo. Hindi ko na talaga kukunin ang course na ito, oo madami akong makukuha kung business ang linya ko, pero hindi naman ito ang, ika ng nila, hindi ito ang tunay kong passion. Gusto ko ito, essential sya at kakailanganin ko sya pero I'm more inclined to the media. Kaya naiisip ko, kung mass communication andun na lahat, pero kung multimedia, andun din lahat. Parehong masaya, kaso masscom kasi, I can learn by myself or through workshops, although ganun din naman sa multimedia. Pagkinuha ko nga lang ang isa doon, mas magiging deep ang kaalaman ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi talaga ako decided sa ngayon, i heard once kasi from Howie Severino na ang mga broadcaster kailangan hindi lang magaling magsalita or whatever, kailangan marunong ka na din mag-shoot ng sarili mong videos, mag-edit and the like. Kailangan all around ka na. That's why I want to take up multimedia, para diba, practical. Maraming alam, maraming trabaho, at ung trabaho parang laro na sayo dahil masaya ka sa ginagawa mo, dahil ito ang hilig mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dito pumasok ung quote na sinabi ng isang speaker sa seminar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If you like doing something, might as well earn from it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ms. Aurora Sarah Katigbak: Owner of &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;KYCS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap ang landas na pinili ko, madaming naghahabulan sa hagdan ng media. Pero syempre hindi ako susuko, dahil gusto ko to. Sabi nga ni Mrs. Marites A Gavino, President of Smart Driving school, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The cowards never started and the weak died along the way."&lt;/span&gt; I still have a long road to travel, I'm excited. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALIK SA JS! Dahil nga na-late ako, pinalitan ang partner ko. Ngayon ang naging partner ko naman ay ung pinagaagawan ng mga kababaihan. Ang saya diba.&lt;br /&gt;Moral lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) Wag magtaas ng kamay pagnamimili na ng partners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.) Wag maging maarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice kasi nangyari sa akin na ang magiging partner ko ay ung gusto ng madami at ang dahilan? Tahimik lang ako. Ayun, pinili ako. At siguro dahil kahit sinong ipartner sakin, ok lang, di ako nagrereklamo. Aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NGUNIT! ULIT!&lt;/span&gt; 3rd day, new partner ulit. Nagyon, neutral na. Ok lang naman partner ko sa huli, kaso kung dati ako ang tinutulungan sumayaw, ngayon ako na ang nagli-lead at nagbibilan. Napakaligaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-mention ko na ba? Tatlong araw lang kami nag-practice. OO! 3 DAYS! At sa tatlong araw, papalit palit kami ng partner. In the end, tatlo din ang naging official partner ko. Dalawa sa sayaw at isa sa picture. School namili, hindi ako. Kasi kung ako, pipiliin ko WALA! Mwahahaha.. Ayoko nga ng partner. XD Isa pang kakaiba, ung 1st partner ko "SORIANO" ang last name, Raymond ang first name. Ung second partner ko naman, Raymond din pangalan. Tapos ung hotel na pinaganapan ng prom namin ay ang "RICHMONDE HOTEL." *palakpak* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinatamad ako mag-upload ng pics kaya ito muna pics nailalalgay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SapSZk5lMoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4MN-Vf5wcbk/s1600-h/JSPREP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SapSZk5lMoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4MN-Vf5wcbk/s400/JSPREP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308145710164947586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being dolled up for the prom; click for a larger view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yan ung asa parlor ako, coincidentally, nakasabay ko ung dalawa kong classmates. Si benny (benmar) at si nice-y (eunice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spazz about my prom experience some other time. :) Masama kasi pakiramdam ko ngayon, my ubo't sipon ako. Tapos ang sakit pa ng utak ko. Kaya next time nalang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SapSZW0p2pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xrrSUcIBTBI/s1600-h/PHTO1143+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SapSZW0p2pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xrrSUcIBTBI/s400/PHTO1143+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308145706386184850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The day after the prom, I got sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love this picture, I don't know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt; Before I forget. Ito pala ung mga nabili ko sa Bicol na bags. Sa Kultura 300+ ung bags, doon 60 at 80 pesos (respectively) lang. Sabay, malayo ang Bicol, kung ishi-shift sya dito sa Manila, magkano na din ang aabutin dba? Tapos mall pa un. So its understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxyEVG3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/tjDTRSleCVk/s1600-h/pasaulubongXslippers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 80px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotxyEVG3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/tjDTRSleCVk/s320/pasaulubongXslippers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105444086324082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left and Center: Ang mga nabili kong bag galing Bicol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right: My New Pambahay Slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;May nabili din akong kakaibang saging, peculiar kasi ung shape nya. Pero alam nyo kung nao talaga ang kakaiba sa kanya, ayaw nya mahinog! Nabubulok na nga sya ngayon, naalala ko tuloy ung sinabi ni mama sa mga saging ko:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;"SAGING, BAKIT  BA AYAW MO MAHINOG? ANG KAPAL NAMAN NG MUKHA MO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seryoso po ang kaing ina habang binibigkas yan, o dba? Sabi ko nga kanina, ang saya! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO UN MUNA. NEXT TIME ULIT. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7750526719980861409-8054570612157605183?l=gialish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/feeds/8054570612157605183/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7750526719980861409&amp;postID=8054570612157605183&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/8054570612157605183?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7750526719980861409/posts/default/8054570612157605183?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Gialish/~3/EhoO9nFNLTo/jampacked-week.html" title="ANG MASAYA KONG BUHAY.. XD" /><author><name>Gia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/TJY6B3Y4qUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FD3GaUBdkR0/S220/gi.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaotEbQ6NjI/AAAAAAAAALw/GIpq3thixWQ/s72-c/rallyfeet.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gialish.blogspot.com/2009/02/jampacked-week.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04FQHg6eSp7ImA9WxVVGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7750526719980861409.post-3584105811785918370</id><published>2009-02-22T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:25:11.611-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-12T02:25:11.611-07:00</app:edited><title>BLESSED! :)</title><content type="html">&lt;div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLIMPSE OF THE PAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Writing was never my thing, until today. June 2008, the start of classes, but what I didn't know was also the start of my new life. Journalism class, or better known as Journ, was my last choice in deciding which elective to take. But because I was able snatch the last spot in the honor rolls, I was forced to take up Journ. God is really good. Journ changed m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" target=""&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:georgia;" &gt;y life for the best. But the road to that success wasn't smooth, after having 2 consecutive loses in smaller competitions, I wanted to give up. But the support my teacher, friends and family gave me made me stood up. October 17, 2008, at the DSSPC, I coped 9th place in Feature writing against 162 schools. Several times more than my previous contest. I was really happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;Everything was in its proper place, the right timing and everything. December 19, 2008, I was able to act in front of the whole high school department. Something the old me wouldn't do. For believe it or not, I used to be a shy nobody but God transformed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;January 2009, a new year, a new hope. I colored my hair, it was a disaster actually. The color went lighter than I expected, I even had to have another haircut just to make my hair look good. Good thing a few days later, my hair got darker, now I love my hair. Nothing much happened in January, It was actually a depressing month for me. I thought I ran out of luck until February came banging in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIFT OF THE PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;February 9-12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;INTRAMURAL and FOUNDATION WEEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaFL7bjhBOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/r9IVtAZ203Q/s1600-h/intrams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaFL7bjhBOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/r9IVtAZ203Q/s400/intrams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305605320400241890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;After decorating our respective floor, I sat down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;"I always wanted to be an EmCee in our school, but I guess all hope is gone, we're graduating next month, it's not like I'm going to be the EmCee in our intramural week." Sigh. I told my friend those words, I can't believe I was wrong, although I'm glad I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;Last February 9, I made a small debut as an EmCee. And the rest of the foundation week, I was a committee member, sports isn't my thing. I might break a bone. It was great experience though, I made some friends, mostly from the sophomores. I could not forget "mickey mouse", the guy that made our day. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;The story goes like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;His friend went up to us and gave us a letter, since we were handling the dedication booth, we had the power to make or break anyone's day. In mickey mouse's case, I don't know what he must have felt. This is what the letter says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;LARRY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;MAGPAKASAL NA TAYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;FROM: KEVINLABB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;Truthfully, I have no idea who the heck is Kevinlabb, but I know that he's an imaginary guy. What's funny is that my friend kept repeating this message and Larry, AKA mickey mouse (because he looks like mickey mouse), ran after his friends, I guess he want to kill them. LOL... Promise, nakakatawa sila. XD Kung nakita nyo lang.. XD As in hinahabol nya ung nagsulat nun habang pinaulit ulit ung mensahe sa dedication booth.. Saya nila.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;February 13, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;Nothing much happened, but today I just found out that our new paper is ranked as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;2nd BEST NEWSPAPER in NCR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;, while our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;FEATURES PAGE is ranked 3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;. I'm proud of all of us, I feel really happy despite that fact that I wasn't able to join the individual entry in this contest. I was disqualified because I was wearing my PE uniform, what a shame. But because of the win, I still felt great because I was a part of this win. Especially in our features page, where I wrote my short story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;"IN MY ROOM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt; (which is now a chaptered story you can read here). I might post the original short story later on. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;February 17-20, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;NATIONAL SCHOOLS PRESS CONFERENCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;[BICOL TRIP]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaFTzsMogLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/l7gReWclPCI/s400/NSPC2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305613983521734834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In Naga City, at the NSPC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaGKcWSZPzI/AAAAAAAAALg/rt6408cyQd8/s400/friend2s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305674055642857266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some pics of me and my friends in Bicol.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;The mosquitoes almost ate me alive. Feb. 17, the principal, our librarian, my journ adviser and 3 of my closest friends slept in school. It's because by 4:00am we would already be leaving Manila for our trip to Bicol. Why on earth would we go there? It's because this is where the NSPC is going to be held, our newpaper, Ignite, was able to reach the Nationals! Our sports page to be exact. By the time the clock ticks at 3:00AM, I woke up. Red itchy dots were all over my left arm, how irritating. At exactly 4:00AM, our trip began. And guess what my teachers topic was, "SINO ANG PINAKAGWAPO SA SCHOOL", seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaF4tG62e1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Jjoq0kZbzr0/s400/tanim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305654552366054226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaF4tYubNCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/E2jNTAOX3i8/s400/road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305654557145773090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random photographs, during our stopover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;Our journey ended at about 3:00pm, yes, Bicol is far from Manila. And yes, we used a van, not a plane. But I'm glad we didn't fly, the road to sights were better on land. We didn't get the big win in NSPC but in a way I wasn't disappointed. To able to reach the nationals (we're first timers), is already something to be proud of. The program ended at about 6:00pm, while waiting for our school principal, we decided to take pictures of our shadows. Sadly, the pictures aren't with me at the moment, so instead, I just uploaded my photograph of the dark clothes during our wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaGCxR2DNjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/extm2HJnr3U/s200/PHTO0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305665619134461490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaGCxvHWEFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/__Dd6lQ9pug/s200/PHTO0796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305665626991628370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Other random photos. Left: The clouds I saw while waiting for the program to end. Right: At San Binon hotsprings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After the program, my journ adviser stayed in a hotel in Naga. While the rest of us had to go to Sursogon for our beauty sleep. How great. Sigh. We stayed there to eat and sleep, the following morning we went to a hotspring and then headed to the beach. The hot water of the spring was truly relaxing while the atmosphere of the beach completed our day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o283/yagz_allana07/seashore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My feet being soaked in water. [beach]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't swim in the beach, since I already did that in San Binon hotsprings. Instead I decided to take pictures of the beautiful scenery and another batch of shadow pictures beach version. :) I also asked my friend to take another "sitting like a dog" picture of me. (look above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaGDPRO2QlI/AAAAAAAAALA/Qnjs9m0wOm8/s200/PHTO0822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305666134366110290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaGDPsSE9XI/AAAAAAAAALI/fox3uAhFEDo/s200/PHTO0809+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305666141627413874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left: Our Shadows; Right:The waves almost caught me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feb 19, our monthsary. No, not my boyfriend, I don't have one. XD It's our barkada's, GJERMS, monthsary. Sadly and coincidentially, GRMS (Gia, Ria, Micah, Shyne) are the only ones present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we had another stopover to buy some "pasalubong", I bought 2 cute native bags. Me and one of my teachers even fought for the other one. Fortunately, I won. XD I think we liked the same items back there, she even bought the same bag I bought, only in a different color. FYI, she's called a fashion guru in our school, truthfully, I find that funny and cute at the same time. XD I'll show you my bags some other time, I'm lazy when it comes to uploading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;So that's about it. I'll rant about this trip some other time, I still can't let out some of my emotions about this trip. All I know is that I am extremely happy and blessed. God is so good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT BEFORE I END THIS POST.. HERE IS MY MOST FAVORITE PIC.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gialish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjMq1LE_Zhg/SaF_DFC9JVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Oigx-JWZbpk/s400/PHTO0825+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305661526890063186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^___________________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll elaborate more tomorrow. It's getting late, it is already late actually. 2:00AM, for one whole day, at last I finished this blog. Well, somehow. 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