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We then went to Megatent and we cant believe that everyone actually dressed up for the red carpet event! Thankfully we did not come wearing shorts haha. Eda enjoyed her Belle de Jour planner from us. We ate and ate and ate. There's overflowing food and drinks on the party. We took advantage of the photobooth that's why we have many pictures hihi ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a fun night and im thankful for my sisters by heart. I love you both...&lt;br /&gt;
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Meralco Liwanag Park 2011
Have you heard of Meralco’s Liwanag Park? It is located at Meralco Avenue, Pasig City inside Meralco area. Obviously there are many lights since it’s called Liwanag Park, very timely for the Christmas season. I always see it when I go to the office and I can’t help but took snapshots of it. Here you go, enjoy!

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It has been one of the Christmas traditions to do gift
giving like Kris Kringle or Monito Monita. This year we had the following:&lt;/div&gt;
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Week 1: Something Unique and Hairy&lt;/div&gt;
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I got this cute little puppy. I like it a lot because it
can walk forward and backwards! It is battery operated and her eyes have the
yellowish glow when powered on. Thanks Rudolf!&lt;/div&gt;
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I gave Dyanne the purple set of bedroom slippers with
eyemask. I added the purple hand sanitizer. She likes it so I’m quite happy.&lt;/div&gt;
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Week 2: Something Colorful and Naughty&lt;/div&gt;
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Hahaha this is funny. I gave the Bench pack with the CD
frenzy something hahah. Thankfully, the guy who got it is a real sport. I
received colorful undies from Rose.&lt;/div&gt;
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Week 3: Something Useful and Memorable&lt;br /&gt;
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I received 2 yellowish love mugs from Jayson. She knows
me because I always need a mug =). I gave Tong a blue planner. It took me so
much time to find something for this category. I was thinking of books,
post-its and notebooks too.&lt;/div&gt;
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We will be having our final gift-giving this December 23
and below is my wish list:&lt;/div&gt;
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1.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Leadership Gold (John C. Maxwell)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People (Stephen
R. Covey)&lt;/div&gt;
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This Holiday season makes me teary-eyed all the time because I miss&amp;nbsp;you so much.&amp;nbsp;Every time&amp;nbsp;I watched the short stories from GMA7, I cant&amp;nbsp;help but wept.&amp;nbsp;Every time&amp;nbsp;I see our place, tears are rolling down my&lt;br /&gt;
cheeks like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm like a fragile child that is ready to burst in crying just by the&amp;nbsp;thought of you. I cant help it, I love you this much.&lt;br /&gt;
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I realized that however, I am not alone in this journey. That you miss&amp;nbsp;me as much as I miss you. And that your family feels the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Im grateful that they are giving me overwhelming attention, love and&amp;nbsp;support. They treat me like how they would have treated you. Somehow&amp;nbsp;that made feel like you are still beside me and you have a part in&amp;nbsp;each of them. I feel your love through them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nevertheless, always remember that I think of you every second of the&amp;nbsp;day. And that I love you so much, always...&lt;br /&gt;
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My mind told me to be happy since Nel got a chance to go
outside the country. Many opportunities will surely open up for him. My heart
told me to be sad because I will surely miss him, every hour, every minute and
every second…&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I know how it feels like to be away with the person that
I love. I have friends that experienced the same and I thought before that I
understood them and it will be easy to cope. I thought wrong, now I understand
what it feels like… how heartbreaking it is. I can’t help it, I truly miss Nel.
I’m like a person with a huge hole in my heart. My friend Eda told me that I
have to go through the process of missing him and being away from me for me to
full cope up in the end. I’m so lucky to have friends who made me do stuff to
be occupied and not think of him. &lt;/div&gt;
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However, before I close my eyes, I still long for him… 27
hours passed and I know I will never get over this. And when I woke up, I still
miss him. It’s like I will be missing him for a long time…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Let me share you our super busy trip to Lipa today. Nel needed an&amp;nbsp;off-white or cream slacks for his friends wedding this Saturday. We&amp;nbsp;went to SM Lipa and I was surprised that we cant find slacks with that&lt;br /&gt;
color! We saw beige, kakhi, gray,brown and black. Tsk tsk. We ended up&amp;nbsp;buying a pair of white Hang Ten jeans. Hopefully it would look good&amp;nbsp;with a barong tagalog. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw many people around because today is Bonifacio day. Many took&amp;nbsp;this as a chance to do some Christmas shopping. I cant find anything&amp;nbsp;for our Monito Monita. There are lots of sale items! Who doesnt want&amp;nbsp;sale, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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We had our lunch at Tokyo Tokyo. Its my first time to eat Prawns and&amp;nbsp;veggies bento. It was yummy. Too bad my allergies got in the way.&lt;br /&gt;
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Whats shopping without buying supplies or stopping by at National&amp;nbsp;Bookstore? I was able to buy cute stuff again. I like National =)&lt;br /&gt;
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We are a bit tired after and we dont want to be travelling late so we&amp;nbsp;decided to get home. We still have 2 schedules after. What a busy day!&lt;br /&gt;
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A day before watching Breaking Dawn, we began a Twilight marathon to be able to be in sync with the latest twilight movie release, Breaking Dawn. It was such a joy to reminisce Twilight, New Moon and Eclipse and look forward to watch Breaking Dawn Part 1. Tin and I are Team Jacob though I read about the book already and knew what’s going to happen. Still you can’t help but hope hahaha. 6 hours of undivided attention for Edward, Bella and Jacob can be too much for others but since we enjoyed it so much and Nel bought snacks for us, it was a rewarding time. Sounds like a déjà vu for Harry Potter series and Pirates of the Caribbean.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Nel, Tin and I went to watch Breaking Dawn the next day. Thanks to Nel for the reservations hihii. As usual our schedule was so tight that we literally have to walk as fast as we could to the cinema. We split out to validate the reservation and buy snacks. How can we enjoy a good movie without popcorn, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;We were not able to start it from the beginning since we are late for few minutes but then it’s ok. The movie house was really crowded and boy we can’t wait to be seated. A lot of romantic scenes were seen and Edward and Bella really look good together. The conflict between the vamps and wolf were really epic. Bella’s delivery in the movie was quite visually shocking for me though I expected it already. The movie made justice to that scene. And the intriguing ending for Part 1 made me feel to look forward to watch Breaking Dawn Part 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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That’s my favorite time of the next to end of shift. Today I am having Chicken Curry, and so you know I am not a big fan of it. As much as possible I try to avoid it. We are not very close because I don’t like the taste and the smell of it, plus it always has after effects to me. =)&lt;/div&gt;
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1. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; My nice colleague offered to buy lunch and I have to eat it.&lt;/div&gt;
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2. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I am trying to test if I will still have any after effect after eating Chicken Curry.&lt;/div&gt;
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3. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I’m hungry. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;
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4. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I miss blogging and I don’t have anything better to post.&lt;/div&gt;
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5. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I love lunch break!&lt;/div&gt;
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I hope that we may learn something from this story.&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking&lt;br&gt;Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her remaining years&lt;br&gt;with us. Hubby&amp;#39;s father passed away while he was still very young.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide&lt;br&gt;for him, see him through to a university degree. You could say that&lt;br&gt;she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a&lt;br&gt;woman to bring hubby to where he is today.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a&lt;br&gt;balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant&lt;br&gt;greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me&lt;br&gt;up and started spinning round and round. As I begged him to put me&lt;br&gt;down, he said: &amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s go fetch mother&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to test on his chest and enjoy&lt;br&gt;the feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me&lt;br&gt;into his pockets. Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to&lt;br&gt;back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head continuously&lt;br&gt;until I surrender and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this kind of&lt;br&gt;panic-joy feeling.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle with her.&lt;br&gt;For example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the living&lt;br&gt;room, she could not stand it and would comment: &amp;quot;I do not know how you&lt;br&gt;young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You also&lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t eat flowers!&amp;quot; I smiled and said: &amp;quot;Mum, with flowers in the&lt;br&gt;house, our mood will also become better.&amp;quot; Mother continues to grumble&lt;br&gt;away, and hubby smiled: &amp;quot;Mum, this is a city-people&amp;#39;s habit; slowly&lt;br&gt;you will get used to it&amp;quot;. Mother stopped saying anything.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But every time thereafter, whenever came home with flowers, she would&lt;br&gt;ask me how much it costs. I told her and she would shake her head and&lt;br&gt;express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come home with lots of shopping&lt;br&gt;bags, she would ask each and every item how much they cost, I would&lt;br&gt;tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about it. Hubby&lt;br&gt;playfully pinched my nose and said: &amp;quot;You little fool, just don&amp;#39;t tell&lt;br&gt;her the full price of everything would solve it.&amp;quot; There begins the&lt;br&gt;friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to prepare the&lt;br&gt;breakfast. In your view, how could the man of the house cook for the&lt;br&gt;wife? At the breakfast table, mother facial expression is always like&lt;br&gt;the dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not to&lt;br&gt;notice. She would use her chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it&lt;br&gt;as her silent protest.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I am a dance teacher in the Children&amp;#39;s Palace and am exhausted from&lt;br&gt;a long day of dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of&lt;br&gt;that additional few minutes in the comfort of my bed and hence I&lt;br&gt;turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother makes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From time to time, mother would help out with some housework, but soon&lt;br&gt;her help created additional work for me. For example: she would keep&lt;br&gt;all kinds of plastic bags accumulating them so that she sell them&lt;br&gt;later on, and resulted in our house being filled with all the trash&lt;br&gt;bags; she would scrimp on dish washing detergent when helping to wash&lt;br&gt;the dishes and so as not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash&lt;br&gt;them again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Bam&amp;quot; she slams her bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room.&lt;br&gt;Hubby was placed in a difficult position, and after that, he did not&lt;br&gt;speak to me for that entire night.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting cute, but he totally&lt;br&gt;ignored me.... I got mad and asked him: &amp;quot;What did I do wrong?&amp;quot; Hubby&lt;br&gt;stared at me and said: &amp;quot;Can&amp;#39;t you just give in to her once? We&lt;br&gt;couldn&amp;#39;t possibly die eating from a bowl however unclean it is,&lt;br&gt;right?&amp;quot; After that incident, for a long period of time, mother did not&lt;br&gt;speak to me and you can feel that there is a very awkward feeling&lt;br&gt;hanging in the house.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During that period of cold war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who&lt;br&gt;to please. In order to stop her son from having to prepare breakfast,&lt;br&gt;mother took on the &amp;quot;all important&amp;quot; task of preparing breakfast without&lt;br&gt;any prompting.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the breakfast table, mother would look at hubby happily eating his&lt;br&gt;breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at me for having failed to&lt;br&gt;perform my duty as a wife. To avoid the embarrassing breakfast&lt;br&gt;situation, I resorted to buying my own breakfast on my way to work.&lt;br&gt;That night, while in bed, hubby was a little upset and asked me: &amp;quot;LD,&lt;br&gt;is it because you think that mum&amp;#39;s cooking is not clean that&amp;#39;s why you&lt;br&gt;chose not to eat at home?&amp;quot; He then turned his back on me and left me&lt;br&gt;alone in tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me.. After some&lt;br&gt;time, hubby sighed: &amp;quot;LD, just for me, can you have breakfast at home?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;I am left with no choice but to return to the breakfast table.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by mother and I felt&lt;br&gt;a sudden churn in my stomach and everything inside seem to be rushing&lt;br&gt;up my throat. I tried to suppress the urge to throw up but I could&lt;br&gt;not. I threw down the bowl, rushed into the washroom, and vomited&lt;br&gt;everything out. Just as I was catching my breath, I saw mother crying&lt;br&gt;and grumbling very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at the&lt;br&gt;washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning in his eyes.. I&lt;br&gt;opened my mouth but no words came out of it, I really did not mean it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at us,&lt;br&gt;then stood up and slowly made her way out of the house. Hubby gave me&lt;br&gt;a final stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs. For&lt;br&gt;three days, hubby did not return home, not even a phone call. I was so&lt;br&gt;furious, since mother arrived; I had been trying my best and putting&lt;br&gt;up with her, what else do you want me to do? For no reason, I keep&lt;br&gt;having the feeling to throw up and I simply have not appetite for&lt;br&gt;food, coupled with all the events happening at home, I was at then low&lt;br&gt;point in my life. Finally, a colleague said: &amp;quot;LD, you look terrible;&lt;br&gt;you should go and see a doctor.&amp;quot; The doctor confirmed that I am&lt;br&gt;pregnant.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful morning, a sense&lt;br&gt;of sadness floated through that otherwise happy news. Why didn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;hubby, and mother who had been through this before, thought of the&lt;br&gt;possibility of this being the reason that day? At the hospital&lt;br&gt;entrance, I saw my hubby standing there.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It had only been three days, but he looked haggard. I had wanted to&lt;br&gt;turn and leave, but one look at him and my heart soften, I couldn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;resist and called out to him. He followed my voice and finally found&lt;br&gt;me but he pretended that he doesn&amp;#39;t know me; he has that disgusted&lt;br&gt;look in his eyes that cut right through my heart. I told myself not to&lt;br&gt;look at him anymore, and hail a cab.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At that moment, I have such a strong urge inside me to shout to my&lt;br&gt;hubby: &amp;quot;Darling, I am having your baby!&amp;quot; and have him lift me up and&lt;br&gt;spin me around in circles of joy. What I wanted didn&amp;#39;t happen and as I&lt;br&gt;sat in the cab, my tears&lt;p&gt;started rolling down. Why? Why our love couldn&amp;#39;t even withstand the&lt;br&gt;test of one fight?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and the disgusted&lt;br&gt;look in his eyes. I cried and wet the corner of the blanket. That&lt;br&gt;night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up. I switched on the&lt;br&gt;lights and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was removing the money. I stared at him in silence; he ignored me,&lt;br&gt;took the bank deposit book and some money and left the house. Maybe he&lt;br&gt;really intends to leave me for good. What a rational man, so clear-cut&lt;br&gt;in love and money matters. I gave a few dried laugh and tears starting&lt;br&gt;streaming down again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day, I did not go to work... I wanted to clear this out and&lt;br&gt;have a good talk with hubby. I reached his office and his secretary&lt;br&gt;gave me a weird look and said: &amp;quot;Mr. Tan&amp;#39;s mother had a traffic&lt;br&gt;accident and is now in the hospital.&amp;quot; I stood there in shock. I rushed&lt;br&gt;to the hospital and by the time I found hubby, mother had already&lt;br&gt;passed away. Hubby did not look at me, his face was expressionless. I&lt;br&gt;looked at mother&amp;#39;s pale white and thin face and I couldn&amp;#39;t control the&lt;br&gt;tears in my eyes. My god, how could this happen?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say a single word to me, with&lt;br&gt;only the occasional disgusted stare at me. I only managed to find out&lt;br&gt;brief facts about the accident from other people. That day, after&lt;br&gt;mother left the house, she walked in dazed toward the bus stop,&lt;br&gt;apparently intending to go back to her old house back in the&lt;br&gt;countryside.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried to&lt;br&gt;cross the street, a public bus came and hit her...I finally understood&lt;br&gt;how much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that morning, if&lt;br&gt;we had not quarrelled, if....In his heart, I am indirectly the killer&lt;br&gt;of his mother.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubby moved into mother&amp;#39;s room and came home every night with a strong&lt;br&gt;liquor smell on him. And me, I am buried under the guilt and self-pity&lt;br&gt;and could hardly breathe. I wanted to explain to him, tell him that we&lt;br&gt;are going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the dead look in&lt;br&gt;his eyes, all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell back&lt;br&gt;in.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#160;&amp;#160;had rather he hit me real hard or give me a big and thorough&lt;br&gt;scolding though none of these events happening had been my fault at&lt;br&gt;all.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many days of suffocating silence went by and as the days went by,&lt;br&gt;hubby came home later and later. The deadlock between us continues, we&lt;br&gt;were living together like strangers who don&amp;#39;t know each other. I am&lt;br&gt;like the dead knot in his heart.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, I passed by a western restaurant,&amp;#160;&amp;#160;looking into the glass&lt;br&gt;window, I saw hubby and a girl sitting facing&amp;#160;&amp;#160;each other and he very&lt;br&gt;lightly brushed her hair for her, I understood&amp;#160;&amp;#160;what it meant.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;After&lt;br&gt;recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the restaurant, stood&lt;br&gt;in front of my hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my eyes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need to say anything.&lt;br&gt;The girl looked at me, looks at hubby, stands up and wanted to go,&lt;br&gt;hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her. He stared back at me,&lt;br&gt;challenging me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can only hear my slow heartbeat, beating, one by one as if at the&lt;br&gt;brink of death. I eventually backed down, if I had stood that any&lt;br&gt;longer, I will collapse together with the baby inside me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That night, he did not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way&lt;br&gt;to indicate to me: Following mother&amp;#39;s death so did our love for each&lt;br&gt;other.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He did not come home anymore after that. Sometimes, when I returned&lt;br&gt;home from work, I can tell that the cupboard had been touched - he had&lt;br&gt;returned to take some of his stuff. I no longer wish to call him; the&lt;br&gt;initial desire to explain everything to him vanished.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lived alone; I go for my medical check-ups alone, my heart breaks&lt;br&gt;again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping his wife&lt;br&gt;through the physical examination. My office colleagues hinted to me to&lt;br&gt;consider aborting the baby, I told them No, I will not... I insisted&lt;br&gt;on having to this baby, perhaps it is my way of repaying mother for&lt;br&gt;causing her death.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living room. The&lt;br&gt;whole house was filled with cigarette smoke. On the coffee table,&lt;br&gt;there was this piece of paper. I know what it is all about without&lt;br&gt;even looking at it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the two months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to&lt;br&gt;find peace within myself. I looked at him, removed my hat and said:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You wait a while, I will sign.&amp;quot; He looked at me, mixed feelings in&lt;br&gt;his eyes, just like mine. As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to&lt;br&gt;myself &amp;quot;You cannot cry, you cannot cry...&amp;quot; my eyes hurt terribly, but&lt;br&gt;I refused to let tears come out from there.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After I hung up my coat, hubby&amp;#39;s eyes stared fixed at my bulging&lt;br&gt;tummy. I smiled, walked over to the coffee table and pulled the paper&lt;br&gt;towards me. Without even looking at what it says, I signed my name on&lt;br&gt;it and pushed the paper to him.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;quot;LD, are you pregnant?&amp;quot; Since mother&amp;#39;s accident, this is the first&lt;br&gt;time he spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and they&lt;br&gt;fell like raindrops. I said: &amp;quot;Yes, but its ok, you can leave now.&amp;quot; He&lt;br&gt;did not go, in the dark, we sat, facing each other.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubby slowly moved over me, his tears wet the blanket. In my heart,&lt;br&gt;everything seems so far away, so far that even if I sprint, I could&lt;br&gt;never reach them. I cannot remember how many times he repeated &amp;quot;sorry&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;to me. I had originally thought that I would forgive him, but now I&lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the western restaurant, in front of that girl, that cold look in&lt;br&gt;his eyes, I will never forget, ever. We have drawn such deep scars in&lt;br&gt;each other&amp;#39;s heart. For me, it&amp;#39;s unintentional; for him, totally&lt;br&gt;intentional. I had been waiting for this moment of reconciliation, but&lt;br&gt;I realized now, what had gone past is gone forever and could not&lt;br&gt;repeated.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than the thought of the baby inside me that would bring some&lt;br&gt;warmth to my heart, I am totally cold towards him, I no longer eat&lt;br&gt;anything he buys for me, I don&amp;#39;t take any presents from him and I&lt;br&gt;stopped talking to him. From the moment I signed on that piece of&lt;br&gt;paper, marriage and love had vanished from my heart.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he walks&lt;br&gt;in, I will walk out to the living room. He had no choice but to sleep&lt;br&gt;in mother&amp;#39;s room. At night, from his room, I can hear light sounds of&lt;br&gt;groaning, I kept quiet... This used to be his trick; last time,&lt;br&gt;whenever I ignore him, he would fake illness and I will surrender and&lt;br&gt;find out what is wrong with him, he would then grab me and laugh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has forgotten that last time I cared for him and am concerned&lt;br&gt;because there was love, but now, what is there between us? Hubby&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;groaning came on and off continuing but I continuously ignored him.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Almost every day, he would buy something for the baby, infant&lt;br&gt;products, children products and books that kids like to read. Bags and&lt;br&gt;bags of it stacked inside his room till it is full. I know he is&lt;br&gt;trying to use this to reach out to me, but I am no longer moved by his&lt;br&gt;actions.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has no choice but to lock himself in his room and I can hear his&lt;br&gt;typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is now addicted to web&lt;br&gt;surfing but none of that matters to me anymore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was sometime towards the end of spring in the following year, one&lt;br&gt;late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain, hubby came&lt;br&gt;rushing into the room, it&amp;#39;s like he did not change and sleep, and had&lt;br&gt;been waiting for this moment. He carried me and ran down the stairs,&lt;br&gt;stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat&lt;br&gt;off my brow, throughout the journey to the hospital.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we reached the hospital, he carried me and hurried into the&lt;br&gt;delivery suite. Lying on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a&lt;br&gt;thought crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else would love me as&lt;br&gt;much as he did? He held the delivery suite door opened and watch me go&lt;br&gt;in; his warm eyes caused me to manage a smile at him despite my&lt;br&gt;contraction pain. Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked at our&lt;br&gt;son and me, eyes tear with joy and he kept smiling.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I reached out and touched his hand.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Hubby looked at me, smiling and&lt;br&gt;then he slowly collapsed onto the floor. I cried out for him in&lt;br&gt;pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired eyes of his... I had&lt;br&gt;thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the truth is, I&lt;br&gt;have never felt a deeper pain cutting through my body at that moment.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had liver cancer, it&lt;br&gt;was already in terminal stage and it was a miracle that he managed to&lt;br&gt;last this long. I asked the doctor when he first discovered he had&lt;br&gt;cancer.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Doctor said about 5 months ago and consoled me saying:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Prepare for his funeral.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I disregarded the nurse&amp;#39;s objection and rushed home, I went into his&lt;br&gt;room and checked his computer, and a suffocating pain hits me. Hubby&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;cancer was discovered 5 months ago, his groaning was real, and I had&lt;br&gt;thought that... the computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote&lt;br&gt;for our son: &amp;quot;Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able to take&lt;br&gt;a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish now.... I know that in&lt;br&gt;your life, you will have many happiness and maybe some setbacks, if&lt;br&gt;only I can accompany you throughout that journey, how nice would it&lt;br&gt;be.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But daddy now no longer has that chance. Daddy has written inside here&lt;br&gt;all the possible difficulties and problems you may encounter during&lt;br&gt;your lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can refer to&lt;br&gt;daddy&amp;#39;s suggestion ... Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I&lt;br&gt;feel as if I have accompanied you through life journey.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be honest, daddy is very happy. Do love your mother, she has&lt;br&gt;suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also the one who loves&lt;br&gt;me most...&amp;quot; From play school to primary school, to secondary,&lt;br&gt;university, to work and even in dealing with questions of love,&lt;br&gt;everything big and small was written there.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubby has also written a letter for me:&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;quot;My dear, to marry you is my&lt;br&gt;biggest happiness, forgive me for the pain I have caused you, forgive&lt;br&gt;me for not telling you my illness, because I want to see you be in a&lt;br&gt;joyful mood waiting for the arrival of our baby...My dear, if you&lt;br&gt;cried, it means that you have forgiven me and I would smile, thank you&lt;br&gt;for loving me...These presents, I&amp;#39;m afraid I cannot give them to our&lt;br&gt;son personally, could you help me to give some of them to him every&lt;br&gt;year, the dates on what to give when are all written on the&lt;br&gt;packaging... &amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma. I brought our son&lt;br&gt;over and place him beside him. I said: &amp;quot;Open your eyes and smile, I&lt;br&gt;want our son to remember being in the warmth of your arms...&amp;quot; He&lt;br&gt;struggled to open his eyes and managed a weak smile. Our son still in&lt;br&gt;his arms was happily waving his tiny hands in the air. I press the&lt;br&gt;button on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang through the air&lt;br&gt;as tears slowly rolled down my face....&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A fatal misunderstanding and the person who loves me the most in this&lt;br&gt;world is gone forever...&amp;quot;Cruel misunderstandings one after another&lt;br&gt;disrupted the blissful footsteps to our family. Our originals intend&lt;br&gt;of having Mother enjoy some quiet and peaceful moments in her&lt;br&gt;remaining years with us went terribly wrong as destiny&amp;#39;s secret is&lt;br&gt;finally revealed at a price, everything became too late.&amp;quot;.........&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a true story from LD&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LEARNING POINT - DO NOT EVER HOLD ON TO OFFENCES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was up as early as 3am since our registration starts at around 4am. I went to the office to help around and enjoyed meeting other co-employees.&amp;nbsp; Our bus left at around 6:15am since we ensured that everyone is complete and we are the last bus to leave Makati. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a long travel and after 3 years, I'm back in NLEX again. I realized that I don’t go to north bound places that often. I went to Pampanga and Bulacan 3 years ago and that was it. During our stop over in SCTEX, the cam addicts wanted to try their photo session along the road and the rice field as their background. I was too sleepy to join them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;We passed Subic and I always like seeing this place clean, even the roads are clean! We passed beautiful houses and resorts too. I wish to visit and spend time in Subic sometime in the future, hopefully soon =). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227105_1744388971894_1303833232_31557795_1230922_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227105_1744388971894_1303833232_31557795_1230922_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Our bus got lost and instead of taking the road to Phi-Phi Resort, the bus made a wrong turn and went to Bataan Technology Park. Luckily, the guards are very friendly and allowed us to pass through when our security bus marshal explained that we got lost in our way to the company outing. It was a silver lining in the cloud for our cam addicts. They took the opportunity for another photo session. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230480_1744379811665_1303833232_31557776_5741179_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230480_1744379811665_1303833232_31557776_5741179_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;We were the last bus to arrived in the resort and it was a sunny day! Super sunny! The parking area is spacious and can accommodate lots of buses. We immediately went to eat and the Food Station is huge. It is good for wedding, birthdays and parties too. The kids enjoyed the pool area in front of the food station. The activity area is spacious too, we have games like patintero, giant jackstones, touch the color and maze. When our lunch is served, we stayed in their nearby large cottages that can accommodate 10 to 15 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After sun dipping we surely wanted to rest. All family rooms are air-conditioned with their own comfort room of course. The resort offers different room varieties like Terraza or Island Dorm, Family Villa, Veranda, Superior/ Island Dorm and Cabañas. We saw the Terraza and Family Villa rooms. Terraza has 2 beds, table and chairs, own comfort room, cable TV and comfortable lanai outside the room. For the Family Villa, 2 rooms with 2 beds each, comfort room, kitchen area, dining area, extra beds and spacious lanai with 2 tables. We don’t have much time to check other rooms since it was very hot and irritating even if we applied sunblock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aside from the pool, the resort definitely offered the beach area and though I wanted to at least soak in the beach, that wasn't possible. It was freaking hot!!! The sand is hot and I can't get pass the sand to go to the beach heheh. Others ignored the sand and enjoyed the water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bibay and I settled at the Cabaña and have our own photo session. She wanted to try the Nail Spa but the there are many people trying it so we will just avail it in their La Salle Branch. Freebie =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course, we won't go home without a souvenir. I forgot to buy from the resort's shop so Bibay and I bought Bataan key chains instead. I had mine with my name on it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was able to visit Sampaloc Lake couple of times already and I always wanted to go back when I have time. I'm with Nel when I first saw it and we took a lot of pictures back then. It was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday, Emman, Ate Gem, Papa and I went there. It was my father's first time to see the lake. I always said that he should visit the lake often every time he is in San Pablo, Laguna. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;The view is definitely calming and since it was Sunday, there are many families spending their leisure time to see the lake. Emman, mostly enjoyed seeing the boat rides and he wanted to try it. He also loves the embossed hands near the lake since it fits his hand perfectly. Growing up in the city has made us go gaga over nature's beauty =).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Papa and I tried the grilled hotdog (Php17) and fresh buko (Php5). Ate Gem and Emman love eating isaw (Php3) and they were happy to try it from nearby sari-sari stores. Adidas (chicken feet - Php3) is my favorite so I can't let it pass. It turns out that we are not the only one who are feasting over street food, other families are there too to savour it. We have seen a couple of lovers doing photo sessions along the street and near the lake too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Emman wanted to&amp;nbsp; rent a bicycle but since we have limited time, he wasn't able to try it. We saw many bikes for rent and surely next time we will rent one to go around the lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;I recommend the organic products that they sell. I saw around 4 to 5 stalls that offer different varieties of organic products and plants too. You can choose from Human Nature products, honey, coco products, halayang ube, peanut butter and cute indoor plants. I tried their halayang ube for Php40 and it's delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Early this morning I saw the Coca-Cola Bus in our office and I am so excited to see what's inside it. My officemates and I eagerly register and waited for the Coke Bus to open. Of course, we took plenty of pictures while waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;We are the first batch to enter. First part is the 4D experience. I love watching Moymoy and Palaboy because they are really funny and entertaining. Aside from the 3D effects we also experience the refreshing feeling of Coca-Cola. I was afraid that they might get too excited and drizzle us with Coke hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Second part is the Coke Museum. We saw the old Philippines ads and their memorabilia. Highlights are Lilet, Sharon Cuneta and Nikki Gil. In that same area, after the ads the ambience changed and turned to a dance floor. Really cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Third stop is the "Agawin ang Eksena" moment where we have to show off our best poses to literally steal the scene. Of course, with many people I turned out to be shy on camera hahaha. Three of us posed and got the souvenir photos.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we got out of the bus, a refreshing cold Coke awaits us.  =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Look around, you might see a Coke Bus near you…&lt;br /&gt;
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Open happiness. Open Coca-Cola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please take some time to read the article below:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Where to Go During an Earthquake&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Remember that stuff about hiding under a table or standing in a doorway? Well, forget it! This is a real eye opener. It could save your life someday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;EXTRACT FROM DOUG COPP'S ARTICLE ON 'THE TRIANGLE OF LIFE'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;My name is Doug Copp. I am the Rescue Chief and Disaster Manager of the American Rescue Team International (ARTI ), the world's most experienced rescue team. The information in this article will save lives in an earthquake.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;I have crawled inside 875 collapsed buildings, worked with rescue teams from 60 countries, founded rescue teams in several countries, and I am a member of many rescue teams from many countries. I was the United Nations expert in Disaster Mitigation for two years, and have worked at every major disaster in the world since 1985, except for simultaneous disasters.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;The first building I ever crawled inside of was a school in Mexico City during the 1985 earthquake. Every child was under its desk. Every child was crushed to the thickness of their bones. They could have survived by lying down next to their desks in the aisles. It was obscene -- unnecessary.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Simply stated, when buildings collapse, the weight of the ceilings falling upon the objects or furniture inside crushes these objects, leaving a space or void next to them - NOT under them. This space is what I call the 'triangle of life'. The larger the object, the stronger, the less it will compact. The less the object compacts, the larger the void, the greater the probability that the person who is using this void for safety will not be injured. The next time you watch collapsed buildings, on television, count the 'triangles' you see formed. They are everywhere. It is the most common shape, you will see, in a collapsed building.&lt;br /&gt;
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TIPS FOR EARTHQUAKE SAFETY&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;1) Most everyone who simply 'ducks and covers' when building collapse are crushed to death. People who get under objects, like desks or cars, are crushed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;2) Cats, dogs and babies often naturally curl up in the fetal position. You should too in an earthquake. It is a natural safety/survival instinct. You can survive in a smaller void. Get next to an object, next to a sofa, next to a bed, next to a large bulky object that will compress slightly but leave a void next to it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;3) Wooden buildings are the safest type of construction to be in during an earthquake. Wood is flexible and moves with the force of the earthquake. If the wooden building does collapse, large survival voids are created. Also, the wooden building has less concentrated, crushing weight. Brick buildings will break into individual bricks. Bricks will cause many injuries but less squashed bodies than concrete slabs.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;4) If you are in bed during the night and an earthquake occurs, simply roll off the bed. A safe void will exist around the bed. Hotels can achieve a much greater survival rate in earthquakes, simply by posting a sign on the back of the door of every room telling occupants to lie down on the floor, next to the bottom of the bed during an earthquake.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;5) If an earthquake happens and you cannot easily escape by getting out the door or window, then lie down and curl up in the fetal position next to a sofa, or large chair.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;6) Most everyone who gets under a doorway when buildings collapse is killed. How? If you stand under a doorway and the doorjamb falls forward or backward you will be crushed by the ceiling above. If the door jam falls sideways you will be cut in half by the doorway. In either case, you will be killed!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;7) Never go to the stairs. The stairs have a different 'moment of frequency' (they swing separately from the main part of the building). The stairs and remainder of the building continuously bump into each other until structural failure of the stairs takes place. The people who get on stairs before they fail are chopped up by the stair treads - horribly mutilated. Even if the building doesn't collapse, stay away from the stairs. The stairs are a likely part of the building to be damaged. Even if the stairs are not collapsed by the earthquake, they may collapse later when overloaded by fleeing people. They should always be checked for safety, even when the rest of the building is not damaged.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;8) Get near the outer walls of buildings or outside of them if possible - It is much better to be near the outside of the building rather than the interior. The farther inside you are from the outside perimeter of the building the greater the probability that your escape route will be blocked.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;9) People inside of their vehicles are crushed when the road above falls in an earthquake and crushes their vehicles; which is exactly what happened with the slabs between the decks of the Nimitz Freeway. The victims of the San Francisco earthquake all stayed inside of their vehicles. They were all killed. They could have easily survived by getting out and sitting or lying next to their vehicles. Everyone killed would have survived if they had been able to get out of their cars and sit or lie next to them. All the crushed cars had voids 3 feet high next to them, except for the cars that had columns fall directly across them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;10) I discovered, while crawling inside of collapsed newspaper offices and other offices with a lot of paper, that paper does not compact. Large voids are found surrounding stacks of paper.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Spread the word and save someone's life...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Below is another article:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Save your life with "The Triangle of Life"&lt;br /&gt;
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"Triangle of Life":&lt;br /&gt;
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Without listening or reading, simply by looking at the following self-explanatory photos, you can learn more than in a thousand words about how to protect yourself during a major earthquake...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Change is a challenge. When I was young, I kept on holding on to diffferent events, people, things and memories. It has always been a struggle to move on. Now I am wiser and older, I have became unattached of all these. Everything became replaceable and sometimes unessential.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This one is different. It is like a cheese that for many months I enjoyed every single day. Then suddenly, the cheese is gone... I wish I could apply everything I learned from the book "Who Moved My Cheese". But maybe not today... maybe not right away.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just need to breathe... and eventually move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;br /&gt;
I  always keep track of my special day, my birthday. Every year, I ensure that I can remember every moment of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Last year was quite memorable because of my pooh. And so this year too. We celebrated it together with Pooh and his family in Tiaong, Quezon, a place so close to my heart. Its a double celebration because its Tin’s birthday too. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I felt so special because of the efforts of many special people in my life. Up to now they are still by my side to support, help and love me. Im so lucky to have you. Thanks a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- God loves me so much that He keeps on showering me with many blessings. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- For my Pooh whom Im so lucky to have through thick and thin... for always showing the light and for being my eyes... thank you for loving me. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- For all my old and new families. Thank you for the love and care. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- For my real friends that shone in my darkest moments. You are forever in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- For a dream job in a dream company plus friendly officemates. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- For the rare opportunities and the lessons that came with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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- For the unbelievable luck that always finds its way back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLH0uZPv4tA/TLxO7MiXuhI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bLCTgXhAZyg/s1600/Photo0161..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLH0uZPv4tA/TLxO7MiXuhI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bLCTgXhAZyg/s200/Photo0161..jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Miss Ella for giving us this cute candies from China.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Emman and I love the Panda candies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bLH0uZPv4tA/TLxOulbWnzI/AAAAAAAAAxA/tURn23xhijU/s1600/Photo0155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bLH0uZPv4tA/TLxOulbWnzI/AAAAAAAAAxA/tURn23xhijU/s200/Photo0155.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I heart chocolate =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy... so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dome Cafe's Carbonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy crepe, awww!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Cant remember your Race Bib? Check your name, race bib and results &lt;a href="http://takbo.ph/index.php?option=com_jdownloads&amp;amp;Itemid=36&amp;amp;task=finish&amp;amp;cid=350&amp;amp;catid=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of our cool pictures from the race:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed height="360" src="http://w97.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw97.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fl214%2Fjhongrelativo%2Fblogpost%2F3790dfd8.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Emman and I joined the 3km run for Ayala Globe as posted &lt;a href="http://ifyoudare.blogspot.com/2010/03/run-for-home-2010.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I did not bring Emman yesterday because I’m running 5km or should I say walking hehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Below are my observations for the said event:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am seeing few water stations and some water are not cold.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Suddenly I miss energy drinks since I saw few only&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Less photographers hahaha, I wish I have a decent shot&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They don’t give me the green bandana  before the run=(&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I envy the 21km runners because they have Häagen-Dazs® Ice cream&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I saw few celebrities hihi&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;We were not able to enjoy the fotovendo hahahha&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I saw some runners enjoying the massage courtesy of David Salon&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;After the run, many volunteers joine the tree planting event&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The event was well organized, I saw a lot of Marshalls assisting the runners&lt;/li&gt;
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Check out some cool photos from the said event:&lt;br /&gt;
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Join us in these upcoming events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #20272c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;June 12 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.takbo.ph/index.php?option=com_eventlist&amp;amp;Itemid=32&amp;amp;func=details&amp;amp;did=320" style="color: #028c09; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philippine Independence Day Half Marathon 5/10/15/21k (Fort)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
June 20 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.takbo.ph/index.php?option=com_eventlist&amp;amp;Itemid=32&amp;amp;func=details&amp;amp;did=384" style="color: #028c09; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Balance Trail Adventure Father's Day Run 2010 (Laguna)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #20272c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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