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I am currently in dumaguete city right now and i am trying to get ready for my orientation tomorrow dec . 26 2008 at teletech dumaguete branch. PHEw i can't wait to work so i can get paid. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just post a song for my love ones coz i cant spend it with them HUHUHU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="ANG PASKO AY SUMAPIT"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8040;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANG PASKO AY SUMAPIT&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Music: V. Rubi&lt;br /&gt;     Lyrics: Levi Celerio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:100%;color:#004080;"&gt;Ang Pasko ay sumapit           &lt;br /&gt;     Tayo ay mangagsi-awit   &lt;br /&gt;     Ng magagandang himig &lt;br /&gt;     Dahil sa ang Diyos ay pag-ibig&lt;br /&gt;     Nang si Kristo ay isilang&lt;br /&gt;     May tatlong haring nagsidalaw&lt;br /&gt;     At ang bawat isa&lt;br /&gt;     Ay nagsipaghandog ng tanging alay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:100%;color:#004080;"&gt;Bagong taon ay magbagong-buhay&lt;br /&gt;     Nang lumigaya ang ating bayan&lt;br /&gt;     Tayo'y magsikap upang makamtan&lt;br /&gt;     Natin ang kasaganaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:100%;color:#004080;"&gt;Tayo'y mangagsi-awit&lt;br /&gt;     Habang ang mundo'y tahimik&lt;br /&gt;     Ang araw ay sumapit&lt;br /&gt;     Ng Sanggol na dulot ng langit&lt;br /&gt;     Tayo ay magmahalan&lt;br /&gt;     Ating sundin ang gintong aral&lt;br /&gt;     At magbuhat ngayon&lt;br /&gt;     Kahit hindi Pasko ay magbigayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-4873212580046013900?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/zvO6LIbLVpU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/4873212580046013900/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=4873212580046013900" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/4873212580046013900" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/4873212580046013900" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/zvO6LIbLVpU/christmas-2008.html" title="christmas 2008" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2009/02/christmas-2008.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-8917870629949797542</id><published>2008-10-17T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:01:26.594-07:00</updated><title type="text">Looking Back "M/V princess of stars tragedy" last JUNE 21, 2008</title><content type="html">&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="date-header"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this is written by a concerned tita of mine from dumaguete after my uncle never returned from the tradegy of M/V princess of the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="date-header"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;" class="date-header"&gt;Sunday, June 22, 2008&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;a name="5588629715332381642"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://jubangski.blogspot.com/2008/06/falling-star.html"&gt;The Falling STAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   Anyone of us may face tragedy in her life at one time or the other. Tragedy happens, anywhere, anytime, to anyone….This week end proved that point. The capsizing of M/V Princess of the Stars off the island of Sibuyan is one tragedy that is too personal to our family because one of the 800+ plus is my brother in law EMIL ABREU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t even know he was on board in the first place, not until I got a text message from my mom asking me to contact my old company, Sulpicio Lines Inc – the operator of the said vessel. Apparently, the Cebu bound flag vessel of SLI left Manila port on its usual schedule- 8pm of Friday, it was expected to arrive Cebu at 430pm the next day. Since typhoon Fengshen or “Frank” has been lambasting the archipelago with its heavy rains Friday night, there was an immediate fear on my family as to the whereabouts of my brother in law who didn’t arrive home on the expected day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a vessel stewardess of the company for 5 years, I am more or less aware of the protocols being observed by the CoastGuard and the operator for different typhoon levels. And since it was Signal #1 when it left Manila, I knew it had the go-signal of the governing agencies…So I had hoped that it just anchored to safety to avoid the ire of “Frank”.. Unfortunately, I had power outage all day yesterday ( Sunday), so my two mobile phones were battery empty, there was no electric, so no way to check on internet and what’s worse, my landline also died…I was exhausted with desperation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my friend’s house to at least have an access to landline, but it was shortlived coz just minutes after I arrived there, her landline went off too…I couldn’t contact my mom, and my sister who has been crying buckets of tears since Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, with the power going on and off for couple of times, I kept tuned to the news…locally and internationally just to get information on the survivors and the rescue operation being done to the ill-fated vessel. My brother in laws’ name didn’t surface on that short list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 8am today, I got information that 28 survivors have been accounted for and have been in the care of the municipality mayor of the town where they were found and rescued, but unfortunately EMIL’s name is not in the list…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could do nothing but pray. I could not do anything but wait…the family could do nothing for now but be there for each other…and yes, this is the tragedy that I mean to say.&lt;br /&gt;This tragedy is beyond our wildest dreams, we always wish it would not happen to us, but it did, and its something that we have not foreseen nor prevented…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not slept for two days just thinking about EMIL, my sister Em-Em and their kids…their youngest boy Miko is only 11 or 12 years old…their family is still very young, too sad, too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant deny the fact that we are faced with all the worse scenarios…I hope my sister and the family is ready for that....Im an island away from them…making each day a torture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all who has time to read this, I hope you can say a little prayer to the hundreds of people greatly affected by “Fengshen or Frank”…May his force slow down and eventually wear off…Please pray for EMIl, coz that’s the only thing we can do for now….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-8917870629949797542?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/oVkw98MRvcA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8917870629949797542/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=8917870629949797542" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8917870629949797542" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8917870629949797542" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/oVkw98MRvcA/looking-back-mv-princess-of-stars.html" title="Looking Back &quot;M/V princess of stars tragedy&quot; last JUNE 21, 2008" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/10/looking-back-mv-princess-of-stars.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-2180512020449571126</id><published>2008-08-30T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:06:18.758-07:00</updated><title type="text">An Ely Buendia Fan</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SLm1sGBAFAI/AAAAAAAAAKM/47nl2t-AdSA/s1600-h/220px-NU2006_ELY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SLm1sGBAFAI/AAAAAAAAAKM/47nl2t-AdSA/s320/220px-NU2006_ELY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240419410555966466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I am surrounded by people who are music enthusiasts and musically inclined including my sister and her husband which is from the band cueshe. I could still recall my elementary and highschool years growing up with my sister and hearing her sing " with a smile" and playing the guitar with the song"ang huling el bimbo", these was her favorites. I fell in love with the songs too and of course the band who sang those songs including the Vocalist Ely Buendia. Since then my sister and I and the rest of my cousin patronizes the e-heads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Eraserheads,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Eraserheads,&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;E-Heads&lt;/b&gt; was a prominent &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinoy_rock" title="Pinoy rock"&gt;Pinoy rock&lt;/a&gt; band of the 1990s, formed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ely_Buendia" title="Ely Buendia" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Ely Buendia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raimund_Marasigan" title="Raimund Marasigan"&gt;Raimund Marasigan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddy_Zabala" title="Buddy Zabala"&gt;Buddy Zabala&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcus_Adoro" title="Marcus Adoro"&gt;Marcus Adoro&lt;/a&gt;. The band is one of the most successful, critically-acclaimed, and significant bands in the history of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Original_Pilipino_Music" title="Original Pilipino Music" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Original Pinoy Music&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;sup id="cite_ref-worthy-tribute_0-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eraserheads#cite_note-worthy-tribute-0" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; earning them the accolade, "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beatles" title="The Beatles"&gt;The Beatles&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philippines" title="Philippines"&gt;Philippines&lt;/a&gt;."The Eraserheads are also credited for spearheading a second wave of Manila band invasions, paving the way for a host of Philippine alternative rock bands&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rivermaya" title="Rivermaya"&gt;Rivermaya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=The_Youth_%28Filipino_band%29&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="The Youth (Filipino band) (page does not exist)"&gt;The Youth&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Teeth_%28Filipino_band%29" title="The Teeth (Filipino band)"&gt;Teeth&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parokya_ni_Edgar" title="Parokya ni Edgar"&gt;Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yano" title="Yano"&gt;Yano&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The band released several singles, albums, and EPs that reached number one. This commercial success was most evident in the release of their third album &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cutterpillow" title="Cutterpillow"&gt;Cutterpillow&lt;/a&gt;, which achieved platinum status several times. The Eraserheads are one the best-selling musical acts of all time in the Philippines, paving way for an international career that earned them the "Moon Man" in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MTV_Video_Music_Awards" title="MTV Video Music Awards"&gt;MTV Video Music Awards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Their diverse music worked both in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Underground_music" title="Underground music"&gt;underground&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mainstream#In_Music" title="Mainstream"&gt;mainstream&lt;/a&gt; scenes of the Philippine music industry. By fusing different musical styles such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alternative_rock" title="Alternative rock"&gt;alternative&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pop_music" title="Pop music"&gt;pop&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock_music" title="Rock music"&gt;rock&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reggae" title="Reggae"&gt;reggae&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synthpop" title="Synthpop"&gt;synthpop&lt;/a&gt; the Eraserheads helped change the sound of Pinoy rock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and you what to more about this band which is not really necessary cause i think everyone knows them. search the band name and thats it. So to summarize everything I am blogging about Ely buendia at this late because a few hours ago they had they Easerhead REUNION but after singing their first set of songs, Ely Buendia had a chest pain that lead to a heart attack. Here's a reliable news from GMANews.tv&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Update) &lt;/b&gt;Ely Buendia rushed to hospital; Eraserheads reunion concert cut short&lt;/h1&gt;     &lt;div style="margin: 0pt 0pt 4px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AMITA LEGASPI &amp;amp; JOHANNA CAMILLE SISANTE, GMANews.TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div id="story" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 20px;"&gt;   &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MANILA, Philippines&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; - The Eraserheads reunion concert on Saturday night at the Bonifacio Global City Open Field was cut short after lead singer Ely Buendia suffered chest pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Concert organizers and friends rushed Buendia to the Makati Medical Center, where he was reported to be in stable condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In a text message to GMANews.TV, Dok Sergio, bassist of Buendia's new band Pupil, said: "Ely is fine. Don't worry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Erasherheads opened the concert at 8:15 p.m. with their hit song “Alapaap" and proceeded to play classics such as “Ligaya," “Wag Mo Nang Itanong," “Fruitcake," among others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;More than 10 songs were played to eager fans at The Fort and around 9:30 p.m. the band took a 30-minute break. Forty minutes later, Buendia’s sister went up to the stage to break the sad news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"We regret to inform you that we have to cut the concert short. My brother had to be rushed to hospital because of emotional and physical stress he is experiencing," said Buendia's sister Lali to concert-goers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Fans said that in the middle of the reunion concert, Buendia stopped playing his guitar. They said the lead singer sat on the floor and bowed his head. Then the stage lights went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In 2007, Buendia suffered a heart attack while his new band Pupil was performing in Laguna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Eraserheads was a popular Pinoy rock band of the 1990s formed by Buendia, Raimund Marasigan, Buddy Zabala and Marcus Adoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- GMANews.TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WOw hard to believe isn't it. Ely buendia had undergo emergency angioplasty of his first attack because two of his heart arteries were block. After a successful treatment and prayers Ely got well and was back in the music scene after a few months. WHo would ever think Ely would have this heart attack again? I was shocked, really shocked when i saw the news on tv and online. I am blogging about this now because i am asking for prayers for ELY BUENDIA's recovery. It was said it was because of both physical and emotional stress. It was news and confirmed that Ely Buendia's mother died 2 days before the prior concert so Ely may had suffered grieving and due to heavy practice that last 3am prior to the said concert, i mean the same day.Ely Buendia's condition was triggered. Here's a video from Easerhead's "with a smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBkuxPKfy7I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBkuxPKfy7I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-2180512020449571126?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/ey41aw2z2l8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2180512020449571126/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=2180512020449571126" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/2180512020449571126" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/2180512020449571126" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/ey41aw2z2l8/ely-buendia-fan.html" title="An Ely Buendia Fan" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SLm1sGBAFAI/AAAAAAAAAKM/47nl2t-AdSA/s72-c/220px-NU2006_ELY.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/08/ely-buendia-fan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-2263855647790118116</id><published>2008-08-30T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:21:12.007-07:00</updated><title type="text">17 years old teenager bore 7 kids! WOW</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104ec3b0a370308721frogview-gallery.jpg" mce_href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104ec3b0a370308721frogview-gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just want to share this news that i have read from my friends post. It's really amazing and shocking to think that a 17 years old teenager bore 7 kids.. You do the math.. g Unsa ka niya pagpa anak ana sa? hehehe.. I wont bore you here's the details..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pamela Villarruel 17 years old teenager with her 7 kids is having this lovely pic in the residence of her mother in the town of Leones in Cordoba Province, northern Argentina, May 11, 2008. (Pics courtesy: AP)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pamela, 17, bore all 7 kids in 3 pregancies pud oi dili dungan lolness, having her first boy in 2005 when she was 14 and the other 6 girls in 2 deliveries of triplets in the following two years. Amazing isn't it. D nako kaya ang iya powers. Kamo kaya ninyo?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As of today this young lady is currencly living with her parents so she will be supported with everything she needed and only sleeps in the living room together with her kids.&lt;br /&gt;Ang unang amahan sa anak ni pamela kay gi abundo lang sila, ang amahan sa first triplets pud kay g palayas sa balay nila pamela kay mangulata man kini kang pamela, and karon pamela refuses to name the father of her last triplets.. Shy siguro xa nga lain napud nga amahan. dko sure.char ra gud.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Magdalena, mama ni pamela ni request ug laygit or to have her daughter's fallopian tubes tied to avoid any further pregnancies, but was denied as Argentine law prohibits the procedure to be done on minors. So watay mahemz. maybe the coming years after she will bear more kids. Hala!!! unsaon nalang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a rel="attachment wp-att-2509" href="http://bisdakplanet.net/2008/08/30/a-17-years-old-girl-from-argentina-has-7-kids-already/485e104e6773d571567045frogview-gallery/" mce_href="http://bisdakplanet.net/2008/08/30/a-17-years-old-girl-from-argentina-has-7-kids-already/485e104e6773d571567045frogview-gallery/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-2509 aligncenter" src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104e6773d571567045frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" mce_src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104e6773d571567045frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" alt="" height="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" mce_style="center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104e93184180132647frogview-gallery.jpg" mce_href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104e93184180132647frogview-gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-2510 aligncenter" src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104e93184180132647frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" mce_src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104e93184180132647frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" alt="" height="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" mce_style="center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104eed5fd854788532frogview-gallery.jpg" mce_href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104eed5fd854788532frogview-gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2512" src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104eed5fd854788532frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" mce_src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104eed5fd854788532frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" alt="" height="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" mce_style="center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104ec3b0a370308721frogview-gallery.jpg" mce_href="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104ec3b0a370308721frogview-gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-2511" src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104ec3b0a370308721frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" mce_src="http://bisdakplanet.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/485e104ec3b0a370308721frogview-gallery-300x200.jpg" alt="" height="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="" mce_style="center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-2263855647790118116?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/EU_4OsLjteU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2263855647790118116/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=2263855647790118116" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/2263855647790118116" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/2263855647790118116" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/EU_4OsLjteU/17-years-old-teenager-bore-7-kids-wow.html" title="17 years old teenager bore 7 kids! WOW" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/08/17-years-old-teenager-bore-7-kids-wow.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-4018649823589063520</id><published>2008-08-16T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:21:36.667-07:00</updated><title type="text">Brillante Weblog Award</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A wonderful and fabolous tag from a wonderful friend &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewillofthewind.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; matsalamz amiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lU1C5W-An40/SKDXZV673VI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Es6cXDrinu0/s1600-h/tag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233419597385555282" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lU1C5W-An40/SKDXZV673VI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Es6cXDrinu0/s200/tag2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above recipient of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brillante Weblog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are welcomed to put the Logo on their personal blogs and have the honor of passing this award to seven other bloggers.Here are the rules for passing on the award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l. Put the logo on your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Add a link to the person who awarded you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate at least seven other blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Add links to those blogs on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and now as excited and proud as i am, i am giving out this tag or award to the following few people that is very close to my heart...lolx..i mean those friends that i have in my blogroll.enjoy guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://tiborsho.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiborsho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.carlotaonline.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carlota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.tchel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://slippahs-haven.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.janahawaii.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.kaiterz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaiterz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; , and  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://myownblogtech.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ralph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  .Congratulation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-4018649823589063520?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/KT0wkZDn95Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/4018649823589063520/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=4018649823589063520" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/4018649823589063520" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/4018649823589063520" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/KT0wkZDn95Q/wonderful-and-fabolous-tag-from.html" title="Brillante Weblog Award" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lU1C5W-An40/SKDXZV673VI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Es6cXDrinu0/s72-c/tag2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/08/wonderful-and-fabolous-tag-from.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-920210412489776554</id><published>2008-08-14T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:46:47.740-07:00</updated><title type="text">Ngohiong Madness</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/1804529505_98fd106ac2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/1804529505_98fd106ac2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ngohiong its very crunchy and soothes my taste for sour &amp;amp; spicy sauce. That's why i decided to blog about it, and it really makes me hungry thinking about it na lolx. But before anything else let me tell you about this viand call "ngohiong" it means lumpia that is being fried in chinese, all its ingredients are usually from chinese cooking. My favorite ngohiong's are from Cheavers and from Chinese ngohiong sa colon dire sa cebu. Hehehe. Gutomz na.. Ngohiong is a cheap viand that you will surely enjoy and dili sakit sa bulsa. If you want to make your own here are the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filling&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 1kg &lt;em&gt;dabong&lt;/em&gt; cut in strips                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;php   = 30.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.5kg &lt;em&gt;singkamas&lt;/em&gt;, cut in strips                                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;php    =   5.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp ngohiong powder                                                                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;php    =   5.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp 5-spice powder                                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;php    =   5.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.5kg ground pork                                                                                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;php    = 60.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25pcs Medium lumpia wrapper                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                          php    =    10.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; salt, pepper, MSG, and soy sauce  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;php    = free from the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batter&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;2 cups cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;5 tsp paprika/white pepper&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                          php = free from the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;700g water&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;combine all the ingredients and place it into the lumpia wrapper and wrap it of course, once your done doing all the wrapper. Allow a frying pan to be hot and add oil and fry the ngohiong&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lorbak sauce:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp dark soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp Chinese five spice powder (ng heong fun) or ngo hiong hun    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;php  = free from the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;4-5 tbsp water&lt;br /&gt;1 egg white, lightly beaten&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-920210412489776554?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/E1CljzlOe88" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/920210412489776554/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=920210412489776554" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/920210412489776554" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/920210412489776554" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/E1CljzlOe88/ngohiong-madness.html" title="Ngohiong Madness" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/08/ngohiong-madness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-8229018140337823901</id><published>2008-08-07T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T14:58:50.494-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miracle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title type="text">A true miracle of Sr. Sto. Nino</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SJzBh3RrKcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lTnykt1tIwU/s1600-h/346596663_35dfc57065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SJzBh3RrKcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lTnykt1tIwU/s320/346596663_35dfc57065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269654615599554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been a devotee to patron saint Sr. Sto. Nino and since my grandmother and my cousin's brought me to the patron's church since grade one, I have been practicing visiting sto. nino at least 2-3times a month until today. Everyday i pray 3 kinds of prayers, those are prayers of thanks, prayer of guidance and last one is prayer for forgiveness. I have been relieve of many illnesses as well as problems with my life. I always have faith to him.  A friend of mine saw a video of A miracle of sr. sto. nino at youtube and i didn't hesitate to post it here. Many said it was true some says it isn't. But no matter how hard to convince everyone is, whether its true or not it wont affect my faith towards him. HE has showed me miracle everyday that i am really thankful for. IT doesn't have to end by rumors like this, although i had goosebumps watching it. Below is a video caught by some students i think who were videoing sr. sto. nino at SIMALA ,there was something strange caught in video in the last part. YOU, do the judging but whether it is a miracle or not, My faith will always be there coz he has answered almost all my prayers and gave me lots of blessing already, for me that is A TRUE MIRACLE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3O96mw9E318&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3O96mw9E318&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-8229018140337823901?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/tPs8XvY8Rsg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8229018140337823901/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=8229018140337823901" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8229018140337823901" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8229018140337823901" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/tPs8XvY8Rsg/true-miracle-of-sr-sto-nino.html" title="A true miracle of Sr. Sto. 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I missed all of you and blogging, did you miss me? well i think 50/50 lang. I have been very busy putting myself together because i have been into some depression mood lately. I will explain that further on my next blog. I am doing my next online money  making venture with the help of some cyberfriends. I am willing to help you out guys who wants to earn extra $$money$$ diha, and to those housewives, unemployed people or even mga professionals na diha. IF want to know the mechanics just leave a comment and ill do my best to come up with the detailed explanation. It's free and fun, you should have to spend an hour a day sa internet and that's it. I am 2days working on it already and i will show you proofs and details later on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also trying to change my layout but i will do that later, I am contacting ate CARLOTA from &lt;a href="http://bisdakplanet.net"&gt;www.bisdakplanet.net&lt;/a&gt; communicity for my layout. Te pacenxa.. I have been thinking of it pa. I want the new layout to be a mirror of myself and what i do in day to day basis of my crazy life. YAWN..hala gduka nako.ANyhow..I'll be updating my blog from time to time. And wish me luck guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-5237408483075784754?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/BK0dlBTIWKQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5237408483075784754/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=5237408483075784754" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5237408483075784754" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5237408483075784754" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/BK0dlBTIWKQ/im-back.html" title="I'm Back" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-6079855769935113949</id><published>2008-06-17T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:35:04.909-08:00</updated><title type="text">My first pay</title><content type="html">i started blogging a year ago but i wasn't that serious until now. A friend of mine told me that blogging can make you rich daw, to good to be true right, but why dont you try. Kay it work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I activated my blogspot again dayun and now i am earning $$ for real. i joined a lot of things which pays me for blogging or for clicking ads from google.  I received this message from email today saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a notification letting you know that your PayPerPost post, 'earn while you blog' (posted on May 16, 2008), has made you money. We hooked you up... if you would like to hook us up let everyone know that PayPerPost is a quick and easy way to earn money with your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the opportunity titled 'I signed up for PPP!':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;We are looking for new Posties to talk about what you love best about PayPerPost. We want to know why you signed up and how you heard about us. 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The roots have sunk so deep:&lt;br /&gt;All lessons of the heart that I will keep&lt;br /&gt;No matter who I am or where I go.&lt;br /&gt;Kids learn from what their parents are, and so&lt;br /&gt;You are my book of life, the thoughts I reap;&lt;br /&gt;Only in your arms I quiet sleep;&lt;br /&gt;Under my words your voice sings soft and slow.&lt;br /&gt;From you I learned the rules of right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;Against which I at times had to rebel,&lt;br /&gt;Though with regret I carry with me still.&lt;br /&gt;How lucky I am to have been loved so well,&lt;br /&gt;Even as I pushed against your will,&lt;br /&gt;Relying on a father fair and strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Happy Father's Day&lt;/h4&gt;    A Dad is a person&lt;br /&gt;        who is loving and kind,&lt;br /&gt;        And often he knows&lt;br /&gt;        what you have on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;        He's someone who listens,&lt;br /&gt;        suggests, and defends.&lt;br /&gt;        A dad can be one&lt;br /&gt;        of your very best friends!&lt;br /&gt;        He's proud of your triumphs,&lt;br /&gt;        but when things go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;        A dad can be patient&lt;br /&gt;        and helpful and strong&lt;br /&gt;        In all that you do,&lt;br /&gt;        a dad's love plays a part.&lt;br /&gt;        There's always a place for him&lt;br /&gt;        deep in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;        And each year that passes,&lt;br /&gt;        you're even more glad,&lt;br /&gt;        More grateful and proud&lt;br /&gt;        just to call him your dad!&lt;br /&gt;        Thank you, Dad...&lt;br /&gt;        for listening and caring,&lt;br /&gt;        for giving and sharing,&lt;br /&gt;        but, especially, for just being you!&lt;br /&gt;        Happy Father's Day.&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/8289822829840243914-4796376976849013289?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/wgjoDEjYuws" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/4796376976849013289/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=4796376976849013289" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/4796376976849013289" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/4796376976849013289" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/wgjoDEjYuws/happy-fathers-day.html" title="Happy Father's day" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-5267501159931173152</id><published>2008-06-14T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T10:53:38.227-07:00</updated><title type="text">little bout me..</title><content type="html">&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;1. 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What is your cellphone network?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln44');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln45"&gt;* sun and globe&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln45');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln46"&gt;26. Single?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln46');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln47"&gt;* double&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln47');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln48"&gt;27. You have load?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln48');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln49"&gt;* yeah&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln49');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln50"&gt;28. When do you give your cell number to someone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln51"&gt;* when i have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln51');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln52"&gt;29. What do you feel when someone asked you your number?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln52');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln53"&gt;* nothing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln53');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln54"&gt;30. Have you tried asking someone their number?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln54');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln55"&gt;* yes a lot of times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-5267501159931173152?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/POIDLFpkmSY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5267501159931173152/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=5267501159931173152" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5267501159931173152" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5267501159931173152" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/POIDLFpkmSY/little-bout-me.html" title="little bout me.." /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-bout-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-8494512246161063301</id><published>2008-06-13T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:34:44.641-07:00</updated><title type="text">whallah horoscope of d day..</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="dc"&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am ViRgO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;You're a great peacemaker, and your leadership skills are valued by everyone now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;In Detail&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;People in your world today will have a tough time agreeing on the right way to go about doing things, and will be looking to you for a solution. If you listen to all of their differing ideas with an open mind, you will be able to pull out a suggestion or two that will make everyone happy. You're the great peacemaker right now, and your leadership skills are valued by everyone. Is it time to take on a more formal leadership role? The universe definitely thinks so.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-8494512246161063301?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/UwWuAI16n5Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8494512246161063301/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=8494512246161063301" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8494512246161063301" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8494512246161063301" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/UwWuAI16n5Y/whallah-horoscope-of-d-day.html" title="whallah horoscope of d day.." /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/whallah-horoscope-of-d-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-5264063071740822886</id><published>2008-06-09T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:35:05.120-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title type="text">Joke of the day</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwhH3cvdII/AAAAAAAAAGw/6YIR7X6Ukh4/s1600-h/Joke+of+the+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwhH3cvdII/AAAAAAAAAGw/6YIR7X6Ukh4/s320/Joke+of+the+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209575287988122754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="joketitle"&gt;Sensitive Beer&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;hr /&gt;  &lt;div class="jokealign"&gt;Three hicks were working on a telephone tower - Steve, Bruce and Jed. Steve falls off and is killed instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the ambulance takes the body away, Bruce says, "Someone should go and tell his wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jed says, "OK, I'm pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I'll do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later, he comes back carrying a case of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce says, "Where did you get that, Jed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Steve's wife gave it to me," Jed replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you beer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly", Jed says. "When she answered the door, I said to her, 'You must be Steve's widow'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "No, I'm not a widow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "I'll bet you a case of Budweiser you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="joketitle"&gt;Sex Therapy - Florida Style&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;hr /&gt;  &lt;div class="jokealign"&gt;A Florida couple, both well into their 80s, go to a sex therapist's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor asks, "What can I do for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man says, "Will you watch us have sexual intercourse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor raises both eyebrows, but he is so amazed that such an elderly couple is asking for sexual advice that he agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the couple finishes, the doctor says, "There's absolutely nothing wrong with the way you have intercourse." He thanks them for coming, he wishes them good luck, he charges them $50 and he says goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week, however, the couple returns and asks the sex therapist to watch again. The sex therapist is a bit puzzled, but agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens several weeks in a row. The couple makes an appointment, has intercourse with no problems, pays the doctor, then leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 5 or 6 weeks of this routine, the doctor says, "I'm sorry, but I have to ask. Just what are you trying to find out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man says, "We're not trying to find out anything. She's married and we can't go to her house. I'm married and we can't go to my house. The Holiday Inn charges $98. The Hilton charges $139. We do it here for $50, and I get $43 back from Medicare...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="joketitle"&gt;Last delivery&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;hr /&gt;  &lt;div class="jokealign"&gt;It was mailman George's last day on the job after 35 years of delivering the mail through all kinds of weather. When he arrived at the first house on his route, the whole family came out, roundly congratulated him, and sent him on his way with a tidy gift envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars. The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the next house, he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he'd had enough, they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles and fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he was truly satisfied, she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup's bottom edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All this is just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what's the dollar for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," she said, "last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day, and that I wanted to do something special for you. I asked him what to give you. He said, 'Screw him. Give him a dollar.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Breakfast was my idea."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8289822829840243914-5264063071740822886?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/qflC-AlnROk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5264063071740822886/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=5264063071740822886" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5264063071740822886" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5264063071740822886" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/qflC-AlnROk/joke-of-day.html" title="Joke of the day" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwhH3cvdII/AAAAAAAAAGw/6YIR7X6Ukh4/s72-c/Joke+of+the+day.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/joke-of-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-1274194141731987795</id><published>2008-06-08T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:35:05.712-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title type="text">funny stuff for the day</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwd8YHJvxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_dapbK6G-zc/s1600-h/Marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwd8YHJvxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_dapbK6G-zc/s320/Marathon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209571792062627602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwdlbMxJjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qz5OKCytdn8/s1600-h/Sexy_bicylce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwdlbMxJjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qz5OKCytdn8/s320/Sexy_bicylce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209571397754496562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwdmHnHBPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rGFCcTZ095M/s1600-h/Take_the_Bike_to_Work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwdmHnHBPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rGFCcTZ095M/s320/Take_the_Bike_to_Work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209571409676141810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="joketitle"&gt;Life&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;hr /&gt;  &lt;div class="jokealign"&gt;On the first day, God created the dog and said: "Sit all day by the door of your house, drool, and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog said: "That's a long time to be barking. How about only ten years and I'll give you back the other ten?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, God created the monkey and said: "Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a twenty-year lifespan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monkey said: "Monkey tricks for twenty years? That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back ten like the dog did?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, God created the cow and said: "You must go into the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to support the farmer's family. For this, I will give you a life span of sixty years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cow said: "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. How about twenty and I'll give back the other forty?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God agreed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, God created man and said: "Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your life. For this, I'll give you twenty years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But man said: "Only twenty years? Could you possibly give me my twenty, the forty the cow gave back, the ten the monkey gave back, and the ten the dog gave back; that makes eighty, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay," said God, "You asked for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is why for our first twenty years we eat, sleep, play and enjoy ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the last ten years we sit on the front porch, drool, and bark at everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has now been explained to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no need to thank me for this valuable information. I'm doing it as a public service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="joketitle"&gt;Relationships&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;hr /&gt;  &lt;div class="jokealign"&gt;Three women: one engaged, one married, and one a mistress, are chatting about their relationships and decide to amaze their men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night all three will wear a leather bodice S&amp;amp;M style, stiletto's and mask over their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days they meet again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engaged girlfriend: The other night, when my boyfriend came back home, he found me with the leather bodice, 12 cm stilettos and mask. He saw me he said: "you are the woman of my life, I love you'...then we made love all night long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mistress: Ah! me too, the other night I met my lover in the office and I was wearing the leather bodice, mega stilettos, mask over my eyes and a raincoat, when I opened the raincoat... he did not say anything.....but we made wild passionate love all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The married one: The other night I sent the kids to stay at my mother's for the night, I got myself ready: leather bodice, super stilettos and mask over my eyes....my husband comes back from work, opens the door and says: "Hi Batman, what's for dinner?"&lt;/div&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/8289822829840243914-1274194141731987795?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/MIx-l8w6xUc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/1274194141731987795/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=1274194141731987795" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/1274194141731987795" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/1274194141731987795" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/MIx-l8w6xUc/funny-stuff-for-day.html" title="funny stuff for the day" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zsd773HthJw/SEwd8YHJvxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_dapbK6G-zc/s72-c/Marathon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-stuff-for-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-7886053546598563857</id><published>2008-06-07T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:44:17.601-07:00</updated><title type="text">Personality Definitions:</title><content type="html">&lt;span id="topic_description"&gt; Personality Definitions:&lt;br /&gt;    Probable In-built Characteristic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTGOING PERSONALITY..... Always going out of the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT PRESENTATION SKILLS...... Able to bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD COMMUNICATION SKILLS..... Spends lots of time on phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVERAGE EMPLOYEE .....Not too bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPTIONALLY WELL QUALIFIED..... Made no major blunders yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK IS FIRST PRIORITY..... Too ugly to get a date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTIVE SOCIALLY..... Drinks a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY IS ALSO ACTIVE SOCIALLY..... Spouse drinks, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDEPENDENT WORKER..... Nobody knows what he/she does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK THINKING...... Offers plausible excuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAREFUL THINKER...... Won't make a decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGGRESSIVE ......Obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USES LOGIC ON DIFFICULT JOBS...... Gets someone else to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPRESSES THEMSELVES WELL ......Speaks English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METICULOUS ATTENTION TO DETAIL ......A nit picker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAS LEADERSHIP QUALITIES ......Is tall or has a loud voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD JUDGEMENT ......Lucky one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEN SENSE OF HUMOUR ......Knows a lot of dirty jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAREER MINDED .....Must be Back Stabber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;LOYAL .....Can't get a job anywhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-7886053546598563857?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/RFfXMxUIr9w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/7886053546598563857/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=7886053546598563857" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/7886053546598563857" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/7886053546598563857" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/RFfXMxUIr9w/personality-definitions.html" title="Personality Definitions:" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/personality-definitions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-1397196871937124818</id><published>2008-06-04T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:55:00.654-07:00</updated><title type="text">to a secret admirer</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi All, Just want to share this bit of mushiness... so cute... hehehehe :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODE TO A SECRET ADMIRER did you ever love a boyand know he didn't love you?did you ever feel like crying and think what good it'll do for you?did you ever look into his eyesand say a little prayer?did you ever look into his heartand wished you were there?did you ever see him dancingwhen the lights were way down low?did you ever say "God, now I love him"and just couldn't let him know?did you ever wonder where he isat night, perhaps with someone new?one moment you're happynext moment you're blue..so, if you'll fall in l o ve, my friendyou'll find it doesn't payalthough it causes broken hearts, it happens everydayand when it starts you'll never know,you'll worry day and nightyou just couldn't let him see you, it'll never turn out rightlove is great but it hurts so muchand the price you pay is high, so if you'll have to choose between life and deathi think I'd rather die..so, if you'll fall in love, my friendyou'll be hurt, oh yes, it's true..you see, my friend, you oughtta knowcoz i fell in love with you ... "One day you'll ask me as to which is more important.. YOU or MY LIFE?? i'll say my life and you'll go and leave without knowing that you are MY LIFE.. 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Suppose that she decided to work for Discorama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the  Saturday afternoon show on GMA Channel 7 with former Senator Tito Sotto, his  brother Vic Sotto and comedian Joey de Leon as hosts? The Muslim princess was  assigned to host the Tough Hits segment of the show. As Tough Hits girl, she did  the weekly countdown of popular songs with bastardized lyrics to elicit cheap  laughs. Her mother, who was an executive at the Philippine National Bank in  Escolta, just shrugged her shoulders whenever her colleagues would ask about her  favorite daughter's TV show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, a female newscaster of a major TV  network introduced the Muslim princess to her brother, a flight steward. After a  whirlwind&lt;br /&gt;courtship, the Muslim princess married the flight steward who used  to be a child actor whose only claim to fame was playing the role of a toddler  Bongbong Marcos in a Marcos bio-flick. After a couple of months, the Muslim  princess and the flight steward quietly separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But career-wise, lady  luck smiled at the Muslim princess when she was given a big break by the major  TV network. She bagged the plum assignment of delivering the evening news while  at the same time hosting a successful TV magazine program which was pitted  against a similar program in a rival TV network hosted by her former UP  professor. However, the Muslim princess was such a perfectionist that it was  reportedly not uncommon to see objects flying whenever she was unsatisfied with  her TV staff's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, the Muslim princess got married again, this  time to a well-&lt;br /&gt;known local politician from a province south of &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_30" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;.  The namesake of her father, her politician husband had grown-up children close  to the Muslim princess' age and it was being talked about that his first wife  lived in the same condominium building where the Muslim princess and her new  husband occupied the penthouse. The Muslim princess' husband also reportedly  decided to become a Muslim so that he could have more than one wife. They were  blessed with two sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muslim princess' husband soon retired from  politics and became contented with being a magician and a human toothpaste  applier for his Muslim princess' toothbrush. (Incidentally, the Muslim princess  once appeared in a Close-Up Toothpaste TV commercial.) Now, the Muslim princess  and her magician husband (He could make a big Coke bottle disappear before your  eyes.) are happily separated. Later, the Muslim princess' husband was accused of  being responsible for the disappearance of his close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story  of the Black Nazarene Devotee Suppose that there was a Black Nazarene devotee  from the tamaraw capital of the Philippines who claimed to have graduated with a  business degree from the University of the East despite his critics' contention  that he just bought his college diploma from the sidewalk of C. M. Recto Avenue.  He worked as a radio reporter for a major&lt;br /&gt;radio and TV network. With  perseverance, he was given a Sunday morning radio show. Later, he would  occasionally pinch-hit for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;announcers whenever they would not  show up for their radio program. He also hosted a daily radio serialization of  movies for a program dubbed as Sineradyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His biggest TV break came when  a TV network hired him for a top- rated showbiz-oriented TV show called See-Tru.  The show was hosted by gossip queen, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_31" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Lourdes&lt;/span&gt;  Jimenez-Carvajal who was more popularly known as Inday Badiday or Ate Luds to  her legions of fans. The Black Nazarene devotee's appearance was only through  voice-over (and he was never really seen by the TV audience) and it was always  preceded by his usual line: "Ate Luds, may phone-in question po tayo rito galing  kay...". Yes, his job involved reading TV audience's phone-in questions to Inday  Badiday's movie star guests. However, despite the TV show's enormous popularity,  it was immediately cancelled after one&lt;br /&gt;of the show's female guests hurled an  ashtray at another female guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, the Black Nazarene devotee  married a lady executive of the radio and TV network where he had moved up to  become the host of its early morning radio show. They adopted a girl and had a  younger son later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never The Twain Shall Meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose that the  Muslim princess and the Black Nazarene devotee met in the same office where they  both work. Suppose also that the Black Nazarene devotee personally chose the  Muslim princess as one of the principal sponsors for his adopted daughter's  wedding to one of the members of the staff of his widely popular TV program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose further that both the Muslim princess and the Black Nazarene  devotee became elected government officials and they both decided to run for the  same government office on the same year. They both run for say, the presidency  of the &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_32" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;.  No, that's being too ambitious. Okay, suppose that they both run for the  position of Vice President under opposing political parties. Who would you vote  for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muslim princess or the Black Nazarene devotee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you  would vote for the Muslim princess, you just wasted your vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you  would vote for the Black Nazarene devotee, you are good at spotting a winner  (but it does not mean that you did not also waste your vote).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because  the honorary Muslim princess is former Senator Loren Legarda who lost her bid  for the Vice Presidency of the &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_33" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;  in the2002 national elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the Black Nazarene devotee who  helps carry the replica of the Black Nazarene image barefoot and wearing only a  white undershirt (sans bullet-proof vest) during the annual Quiapo procession as  part of his religious devotion (yes, he still does it up to this day) is &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_34" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Noli de  Castro&lt;/span&gt;, current Vice President of the Philippines. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untold Pinoy Story No.  7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Innuendoes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the best of friends.  They were always seen together around the University of the Philippines (UP)  campus in Diliman: one was undoubtedly a very good-looking guy and the other was  unquestionably a plain-looking guy. Opposites really attract. Hey, but they're  both brilliant students. Well, birds of the same feather also flock together.  Indeed, they were very close to each other. Unusually close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were  the perfect tandem. Like suman and ripe mango. Or nuts and bolts. Peg and a  hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were both prot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;ï¿½&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;ï¿½&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;es of then UP Student  Council chairman Chito Gascon. Soon, the good-looking guy took the helm as UP  Student Council chairman. But the best friends seem to follow each other's path.  The plain-looking guy also ran for the same position with the all-out support of  his good-looking friend. He won, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good-looking guy was the  crush ng bayan of the iskolars ng bayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunchtime, students of  all persuasions flocked to the College of Arts and Sciences (CAS) cafeteria to  catch a glimpse of the good- looking guy. Even singer-actress &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_35" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Regine  Velasquez&lt;/span&gt; later admitted on national television that she had a big crush  on the good-looking guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But loveless Regine's daring admission did not  earn her even just a movie date invitation from the good-looking guy; instead,  the good- looking guy merely flashed a demure smile in response to desperate  Regine's thinly-veiled date invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after finishing college, the  best friends went their separate&lt;br /&gt;ways. (Or so it seemed). The plain-looking  guy pursued his law&lt;br /&gt;studies and later taught law courses. The good-looking  guy delivered the evening news on TV, hosted a TV quiz show and wrote analytical  articles on pop culture. His good looks, intelligence and impeccable manner  endeared him to televiewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite their divergent career choices, the  good-looking guy and the plain-looking guy really seemed to follow each other's  path. But this time, their path led to a nice little apartment near the Ateneo  de Manila campus. And they shared that nice little apartment. Just the two of  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the plain-looking guy and the good-looking guy lived  together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those gifted with wild imagination got titillated at the mere  thought of these two young men sharing a lovely apartment. The moralists out  there shook their heads at the mere thought of the goings-on beyond that  innocent-looking apartment door amid rows of middle-class houses in Loyola  Heights in Quezon City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the pair would not budge from their nest.  Nor would they yield to any pressure. Not even from the plain-looking guy's  bible-reading siblings who berated him for living with another guy. The plain-  looking guy's own family started to cast doubt about his masculinity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All telltale signs which have accumulated all those years could no &lt;br /&gt;longer be ignored. People started talking openly about the two guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speculations about the true nature of the pair's friendship became a  daily fodder for gossip mongers. The academic freedom which alma mater UP's  oblation symbolizes seemed to have gone beyond the duo's lust for knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to prove to his family that he was not what they thought he  was, the plain-looking guy suddenly announced that he was getting married. His  family jumped with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the plain-looking guy's marriage did not  dispel wild speculations about his sexuality; instead, it only succeeded in  erasing any remaining doubt about his alleged agenda of using his wife to  finally succeed in his failed initial crack at pursuing his lifelong dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was well worth his efforts. Because this former loser's &lt;br /&gt;desperate act finally triumphed. Thanks to his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the  plain-looking guy's deep friendship with his good-&lt;br /&gt;looking friend took a  backseat as a result of the former's new civil&lt;br /&gt;status. The plain-looking guy  did not want to hurt his new wife's&lt;br /&gt;flourishing career nor spoil his  newfound success. That's why he&lt;br /&gt;played his role as a good family man to the  hilt. However, he had not forgotten his good-looking best friend at all. As a  token of their undying friendship, the good-looking guy stood as one of the  godfathers of the plain-looking guy's first baby, together with Edu Manzano,  Cesar Montano, Cherie Gil, Ciara Sotto, Angeli Valenciano, Fanny Serrano and a  host of other household names. Of course, the plain-looking guy's wife was  clueless about her husband's past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the plain-looking guy's wife had  her share of dark past. She is a single mother who parted ways with her  good-looking "first husband" after she discovered that her good-looking "first  husband" was already married to another woman when she hastily married him after  she got pregnant at a young age. This meant that her marriage to her  good-looking "first husband" was not legally binding after all. Now, the  plain-looking guy was her knight-in-shining- armor who rescued her from the  stigma of being an unmarried mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, while her non-binding  marriage with her good-&lt;br /&gt;looking "first husband" was solemnized by several  high-ranking&lt;br /&gt;priests at the cavernous Manila Cathedral amid countless  clicking&lt;br /&gt;cameras and thousands of shrieking admirers several years ago, her  supposedly legitimate marriage with the plain-looking guy was&lt;br /&gt;officiated not  by a Catholic priest but by a pastor in a cramped&lt;br /&gt;living room, with only few  relatives and friends as witne&lt;br /&gt;Later, the good-looking guy reportedly got  married also without&lt;br /&gt;fanfare. They said that his bride was a creative  consultant for ABS- CBN Interactive. However, some women still believe and hope  that he is still unmarried to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good-looking guy soon rose  to become ABS-CBN News Channel's (ANC) Director for Current Affairs. He has been  circling the globe as host of ANC's weekly travel show, Executive  Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the good-looking guy is David Celdran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the  plain-looking guy is megastar &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_36" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Sharon  Cuneta&lt;/span&gt;'s husband,&lt;br /&gt;Senator Francis "Kiko" Pangilinan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-8298682577170285404?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/2G4-lKmUqIU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8298682577170285404/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=8298682577170285404" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8298682577170285404" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/8298682577170285404" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/2G4-lKmUqIU/untold-pinoy-story-no-6-and-7.html" title="Untold Pinoy Story No, 6 and 7" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/untold-pinoy-story-no-6-and-7.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-3601546620558498079</id><published>2008-06-01T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:26:01.592-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><title type="text">Untold Pinoy Story No. 5</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was born on the day of  hearts, February 14. But her parents did not name her Valentina. Not even Venus  or Aphrodite. They opted for the holy-sounding Kristina Bernadette. But she did  not turn out to be a saint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the youngest, Kristina Bernadette  captured the heart of her father. Father and daughter were inseparable. Until  tragedy struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristina Bernadette's father was sent to prison. His  heart ailment&lt;br /&gt;grew worse there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On February 14, 1974, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_28" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Valentine's  Day&lt;/span&gt;, Kristina Bernadette celebrated her third birthday with her father in  prison. On the same day, a man was exchanging hearts with a southern belle in  nearby San Juan church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine years later, on August 21, the man who got  married in San Juan church was celebrating his birthday with his basketball  buddies. On the same day, Kristina Bernadette's father was  killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristina Bernadette and the married man never knew each other.  They lived very different lives. But in 1994, Kristina Bernadette and the  married man met at work. Their first meeting blossomed into deep friendship.  Some said that she longed for a father figure. But the friendship blossomed into  romance which went beyond control. Kristina Bernadette used her heart, not her  head. She decided to live with the married man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristina Bernadette's  mother was furious at the relationship. How&lt;br /&gt;could Kristina Bernadette's  mother like a man who celebrates his&lt;br /&gt;birthday every year on the death  anniversary of her murdered husband? But more than this was the fact that the  man's heart already belonged to someone else. In fact, he has a grown-up  daughter in &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_29" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;New  York&lt;/span&gt; who was nearly Kristina Bernadette's age. Despite her religious  mother's efforts to put an end to Kristina Bernadette's adulterous affair with  the man, Kristina Bernadette had her way. It didn't matter to Kristina  Bernadette that her decision prevented her from receiving church communion  because she was openly living in sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did not take long before  Kristina Bernadette gave birth to her&lt;br /&gt;love child who was the spitting image  of her live-in partner. But&lt;br /&gt;Kristina Bernadette's son was born with  Attention Deficit Hyper-&lt;br /&gt;Activity Disorder. Her son's birth softened the  heart of Kristina&lt;br /&gt;Bernadette's mother who announced that Kristina  Bernadette's son was her favorite grandson. When Kristina Bernadette first  planned to have a liposuction, her mother tried to stop her, warning Kristina  Bernadette that she (the mother) was too old to take care of Kristina  Bernadette's son if something happened to her during her surgery. But as in the  past, Kristina Bernadette had her way. She went on with her liposuction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Kristina Bernadette's relationship with her live-in partner was &lt;br /&gt;not meant to last. In her Ateneo accent, Kristina Bernadette would always  correct her live-in partner's grammatical lapses. Her live-in partner also got  annoyed whenever Kristina Bernadette would hand him a stick of Milagrosa candle  every time he used the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Kristina Bernadette, the  candle helped drive away the stinking smell of her live-in partner's crap.  Kristina Bernadette&lt;br /&gt;confessed that she learned this trick from her mother.  And when&lt;br /&gt;Kristina Bernadette's live-in partner stopped pursuing his petition &lt;br /&gt;for the annulment of his first marriage in San Juan church, Kristina &lt;br /&gt;Bernadette began to express doubt about her live-in partner's&lt;br /&gt;sincerity  in marrying her. Kristina Bernadette's heart was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their  relationship turned for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristina Bernadette finally realized  that her live-in partner could&lt;br /&gt;never be her savior. She decided to leave the  father of her son and her live-in partner for many years: Philip Salvador. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Kristina Bernadette is the youngest daughter of President &lt;br /&gt;Corazon (means heart in Spanish) Aquino and the late Senator Benigno Aquino,  Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Kristina Bernadette Cojuangco Aquino is the full name of &lt;br /&gt;Kris Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone knows the heart of her story. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-3601546620558498079?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/uYErYLhDgb0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3601546620558498079/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=3601546620558498079" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/3601546620558498079" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/3601546620558498079" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/uYErYLhDgb0/untold-pinoy-story-no-5.html" title="Untold Pinoy Story No. 5" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/untold-pinoy-story-no-5.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-7281220039885464860</id><published>2008-05-31T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:39:05.507-07:00</updated><title type="text">joke time</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" class="OutlookMessageHeader" dir="ltr" align="left" lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ang mga Bisaya di ko maintindihan  English nila.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;English ng isda... pis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;English ng mukha... pis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ng  pandikit... pis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ng kapayapaan.. . pis.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Tinanong pa ako kung saan ako nakatira... Pis 1 o  Pis 2?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pisti!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;(in a cabinet meeting ...)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;GMA: oshige  ... kung shino man ang tamaan ng bola na&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;'to ay  siyang magre-reshign&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;(initsa ang bola, tumalbog  pabalik sa kanya ...) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;GMA: o ... praktish lang un  noh? ulet!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Director: "Sir, we have to do  something with our &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;population program. A woman  gives birth every 30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;seconds here in  the   Philippines . ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Erap: "Ha?,  you're right...FIND THAT WOMAN!!!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pare1:  Pare, bat naman hanggang ngayon wala ka pang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;syota? wala ka pa bang napupusuan?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pare2: Meron.. Manhid ka lang!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom: baby, you're good in math. Now I'm going to ask you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;a question.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby: sure  mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom: if your daddy gives you 3 apples and I  give you 4 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;apples, what's your answer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby: thank you po!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;BF: may malaki ako problema.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;GF: wag mo  sabihin problema MO lang, problema NATIN &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;dahil  nagmamahalan tayo.ngayon ano problema natin?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;BF:  nabuntis NATIN si inday at TAYO ang ama &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pare1: pare parang malalim ang iniisip mo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pare2: nanaginip ako kagabi kasama ko 50 contestants&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ng Ms. Universe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pare1: swerte  mo! ano problema mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pare2: pare, ako  nanalo!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Killer: father mangungumpisal  po ako &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Father: ano kasalanan mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Killer: pumatay po ako ng 20 tao&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Father: bakit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Killer: kasi po  naniniwala sila sa Diyos, kayo po&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;naniniwala  ba?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Father: dati...pero ngayon trip trip na  lang!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Patient: doc takot po ako sa bunot  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Dentist: eto gamot pampatapang ng loob&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Patient: (ininom ang gamot)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Dentist: ano matapang ka na ba?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Patient: oo doc! puta pag may gumalaw ng ngipin ko&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;basag ang bungo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Passenger taps taxi driver's shoulder... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;WAAAAAHHHHHH! !!! screamed the driver...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Passenger: bakit ka sumigaw?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Driver:  sorry bossing bago lang kasi ako sa taxi. 25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;years po kasi ako driver ng funenaria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;1 panget na babe, hinoholdap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Holdaper:  holdap ito! akin na gamit mo! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Babae: RAPE! RAPE!  RAPE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Holdaper: anong rape? holdap nga to  eh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Babae: wala lang! nagsusuggest  lang...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;1 lasing nasalubong ang matabang  babae na may kasamang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;aso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Lasing: hoy, saan mo nakuha yang baboy? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Babae: aso ito hindi baboy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Lasing:  huwag ka nga sumabat! yung aso ang kausap ko!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;In a pet shop...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Customer talking to a  parrot...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Customer: hoy! can you talk ha?!  bobo!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Parrot: yes i can!!! ikaw?! can you fly  ha? GAGO!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Priest: ang mga bakla'y  walang lugar sa kaharian ng&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;langit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mga bakla: okey lang po father..dun na lang kami sa rainbow  mag slide-slide! !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-7281220039885464860?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/uC3hrxnx7nU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/7281220039885464860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=7281220039885464860" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/7281220039885464860" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/7281220039885464860" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/uC3hrxnx7nU/joke-time.html" title="joke time" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/05/joke-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-7463836760531741857</id><published>2008-05-31T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:29:06.140-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stories" /><title type="text">Untold Story No. 4</title><content type="html">&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a tender age of 17, Marcial was a war correspondent  for The Manila Times.. Marcial's war experience provided him with a treasure  chest of stories which inspired him to write a movie screenplay. His screenplay  was made into a movie, starring Jaime de la Rosa and a 16- year old actress  named Dorothy.. Helmed by renowned director Lamberto Avellana, the movie was a  huge success. During the first FAMAS award ceremony in 1952, Dorothy received  the first FAMAS trophy for best supporting actress for her role in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only child of a US soldier and a Filipina, Dorothy was also a&lt;br /&gt;semi-finalist in the 1952 Miss &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_25" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;  beauty contest. It was&lt;br /&gt;therefore not surprising that Marcial got so enamored  with Dorothy that he did everything to court her. Marcial even carried Dorothy's  make-up kit during movie shootings. Marcial became Dorothy's dakilang alalay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy studied pre-Law at the  University of Santo Tomas but her booming movie career made it impossible for  her to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, Marcial took up Law at the University of the  Philippines&lt;br /&gt;but the lure of journalism ended his dream of becoming a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcial became known for his gift of gab and political skill. This&lt;br /&gt;led to his victory as a town mayor at a young age of 22. Meanwhile, Dorothy  became popular for her acting prowess and dancing skill. This led to her victory  in several acting derbies. Marcial's younger sister was the director of the  movie which won for Dorothy her last FAMAS best supporting actress award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while Philippine politics and show business naturally intertwine,  political kingpin Marcial and movie queen Dorothy were not destined to be  together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy married a man named Victorino who fathered her only  daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their union did not last. After a series of unsuccessful&lt;br /&gt;relationships, Dorothy finally tied the knot again with an American B-movie  actor-singer. In contrast, Marcial remained faithfully married all his life to  an American-educated woman who bore his only son and four daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  while Marcial survived the &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_26" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Korean  War&lt;/span&gt; which he covered, he did not survive the war on the home front.  Likewise, Dorothy did not survive her own war at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Marcial and  Dorothy suffered violent deaths. Marcial was shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy was stabbed  several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committed 18 years apart, the separate murders of Marcial  and Dorothy made headlines several years ago. However, both murders remained  unsolved to this day. Some say that identifying their killers is not the issue  because everyone, except the authorities, seems to know the identity of their  respective killers. Rumors even abound that the masterminds in the murders of  Marcial and Dorothy were related to them by affinity. But the real mystery lies  in the fact that the perpetrators of these high-profile crimes remain scot-free  to this day, despite the enormous clout which the victims' respective family  wields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that Marcial's death was a result of his being branded  a communist by the government. This is ironic because the screenplay which  Marcial wrote and which won for Dorothy her first FAMAS trophy was the second in  a trilogy of anti-communist movies which were produced by LVN Pictures in  support of the government's efforts to fight communism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy's  shocking death led to embarrassing revelations about her painful personal  battle. Marcial's equally shocking death led to well-deserved recognition of his  heroic political battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy was killed amid rows of cars in the  covered and dark parking lot of the Movie and Television Review and  Classification Board(MTRCB) building. Despite his escorts, Marcial was killed  amid rows of airplanes in a wide open space in broad daylight while descending  down the tarmac of what was then known as the Manila International Airport  (MIA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we all know Dorothy as Dolphy's TV wife,  Marsha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all know Marcial as Cory's real-life husband,  Ninoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Dorothy Jones was the real name of &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_27" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Nida  Blanca&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Marcial Bonifacio was the fictitious name on the  passport of Benigno Aquino, Jr. on the day that he was murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you  know the rest of their stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-7463836760531741857?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/A0RO-UycZCw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/7463836760531741857/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=7463836760531741857" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/7463836760531741857" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/7463836760531741857" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/A0RO-UycZCw/untold-story-no-4.html" title="Untold Story No. 4" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/05/untold-story-no-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-1121747829970294877</id><published>2008-05-30T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:07:13.281-07:00</updated><title type="text">*Untold Pinoy Story No. 3*</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Mother's Joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother has always been  proud of her. Mighty proud. And rightly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spring of 1991, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_10" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Julia  Roberts&lt;/span&gt; graced the cover of People&lt;br /&gt;Magazine's special issue featuring  its annual list of The 50 Most&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful People in the World. Together with  &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_11" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Julia  Roberts&lt;/span&gt; in this&lt;br /&gt;ultimate list of the most beautiful people were &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_12" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Brad  Pitt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_13" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Tom&lt;br /&gt;Cruise&lt;/span&gt;, Madonna, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_14" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Mel  Gibson&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_15" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Whitney  Houston&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_16" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Michelle  Pfeiffer&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lw_1181945809_17" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Isabella  Rossellini&lt;/span&gt;, supermodels &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_18" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Claudia  Schiffer&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_19" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Naomi  Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oops, a Filipina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, People Magazine's 1991  list of The 50 Most Beautiful People in the World included a true-blooded  Filipina who was born, raised and educated in the &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_20" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most beautiful  Filipinas who were the products of mixed&lt;br /&gt;marriages and who have therefore  acquired foreign physical features, this Filipina was born to a Filipina mother  and a Filipino father. It is no wonder that she does not typify a beautiful  woman by any standard: She is short, standing only 5'2". She has a huge and deep  acne scar on her forehead.. She has that distinct Asian nose (read: flat). She  uses only Avon cosmetics (gasp!) and applies makeup by herself. During her  pre-Inno Sotto days, her clothes were not made by known couturiers: They were  lovingly&lt;br /&gt;sewn at home by her mother who is a dressmaker. She does not even  have the right genes to inherit beauty from: Her mother was plain, even  stern-looking. Her father was a dark-skinned guy with the tough facial features  of a hardened military man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although both the first names of her mother  and father means happy in two different languages, their union was not as  joyous. Her mother and father were never married, making her and her only  brother illegitimate children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mistress hierarchy, her mother was  not even her father's&lt;br /&gt;second woman. Her father had a first mistress who  ranked above her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her brother only belong to their  father's third family. And yes, the gay club performer who once appeared on  national television was indeed her half-brother. She couldn't therefore be  faulted for not talking about her father. In contrast, too much has been known  about her mother. Her mother was always visible, too visible for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother gave her the name Carmen and raised her in a province north  of &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_21" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;.  However, when it was time for her to go to school, her overprotective mother  brought her and her brother to &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_22" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;  to give them the best education. Carmen studied in Preciosa Soliven's Operation  Brotherhood Montessori in Greenhills where she emerged as the school's  valedictorian. However, Carmen's academic rival protested the school's decision  to award Carmen the school's highest honors, claiming that she had better grades  than Carmen. Carmen's rival even revealed that the school's owner, Mrs. Soliven,  was only fond of Carmen because she always performed in school programs which  gave Carmen an edge in extra-curricular activities. But academically, Carmen  reportedly did not really rise above her rival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lured into show  business, Carmen became part of German Moreno's inane daily afternoon TV show,  That's Entertainment, where she got paired with comedian and now Quezon City  Vice Mayor Herbert "Bistek" Bautista. (Some say that Vice Mayor Bautista was so  enamored with Carmen that he later refused to marry his partner despite their  having a child.) As one of the countless stars of Kuya Germ's That's  Entertainment, Carmen's talent was overshadowed by the ridiculous mass appeal of  the triumvirate of &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_23" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Sheryl  Cruz&lt;/span&gt;, Manilyn Reynes and Tina Paner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Carmen made a couple  of forgettable films which were big flops. Unsuccessful in local show business,  Carmen enrolled as a BS Biology student in Ateneo de Manila, hoping to become a  doctor. However, the lure of fame and fortune shattered her medical ambition.  She followed her other dream and landed in a |Dreamland! Yes, instead of  comforting innocent and fresh-smelling babies in a hospital, she ended up  entertaining horny, sweaty and foul-smelling drunken men in seedy bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Carmen was a little girl, a local manghuhula predicted that she  would be crowned Miss Universe. Her mother, legally known as Miss Imutan, was  ecstatic upon hearing this. Sadly, the prophecy did not come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when Carmen was 18 years old, she bagged a beauty title. But it  was farfetched from a Miss Universe crown. Carmen became Miss  Saigon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the only true-blooded Filipina who was included in People&lt;br /&gt;Magazine's The 50 Most Beautiful People in the World in 1991 is&lt;br /&gt;Feliciano Salonga and Ligaya "Joy" Imutan's only daughter: Carmen Lea Imutan  Salonga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us know her simply as &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_24" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Lea  Salonga&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-1121747829970294877?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/sKXo5e5qFw8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/1121747829970294877/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=1121747829970294877" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/1121747829970294877" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/1121747829970294877" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/sKXo5e5qFw8/untold-pinoy-story-no-3.html" title="*Untold Pinoy Story No. 3*" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/05/untold-pinoy-story-no-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-5271066978403923312</id><published>2008-05-29T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:01:06.923-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life. stories" /><title type="text">*Untold Pinoy Story No.2*</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Could Happen Only in the  Movies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two women move in different circles but they seem to  lead&lt;br /&gt;parallel lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara C. Gonzales is the great-granddaughter  of national hero, Dr. Jose Rizal. Her great-grandmother is Dr. Jose Rizal's  elder sister, Maria, a liberated woman who was separated from her husband  Daniel. Barbara is more popularly known by her nickname, Tweetums. She once  appeared in a Del Monte tomato sauce TV commercial featuring three generations  of women in the kitchen.. Yes, that was Tweetums with her daughter, Panjee, and  Tweetum's mother whom they fondly called Mamu. Tweetums&lt;br /&gt;was married to Ramon  Tapales, a successful businessman.&lt;br /&gt;Their daughter, Panjee Tapales ( a.k.a.  singer Panjee Gonzales), was co-host of ABS-CBN's daily morning show, Alas  Singko Y Media (now Magandang Umaga Pilipinas) and its defunct Sunday morning  game show with Roderick Paulate and Eric Quizon. Panjee soon became the second  wife of ABS-CBN chairman, Gabby Lopez. (But that's another story.) Tweetums  writes about art and culture in her column for the &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_8" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Philippine  Star&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has published a couple of books consisting of  collections of her essays from her newspaper column. She remains a  highly-respected media personality, being the president of a major advertising  company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lw_1181945809_9" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Socorro&lt;/span&gt;  Alicia R. Quirino is the granddaughter of former president&lt;br /&gt;Elpidio Quirino.  More popularly known by her nickname, Cory, she&lt;br /&gt;hosts a lifestyle show on  TV. Her kidnapping ordeal a few years ago was made into a movie entitled, The  Cory Quirino Kidnap, which was directed by massacre king Carlo J. Caparas. Cory  was married to Roman Cruz, Jr. who was the president of Philippine Airlines and  head of Government Service Insurance System (GSIS). Cory writes a regular column  on fitness and health for the Philippine Daily Inquirer. She also published a  series of health, beauty and inspirational books. She remains a highly visible  media personality with her radio and TV programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Tweetums and  Cory were both successful in their respective careers, their personal lives were  not as rosy. Tweetums Gonzales and her husband, Ramon Tapales, eventually  decided to lead separate lives. Likewise, Cory Quirino and her husband, Roman  Cruz, Jr., soon parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Tweetums and Cory seem to lead  parallel lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in a strange twist of fate, the unthinkable  happened. . While geometry teaches us that parallel lines can never intersect,  the parallel lives of Tweetums and Cory did intersect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweetums Gonzales  got married to Cory's former husband, Roman Cruz, Jr. Meanwhile, Cory Quirino  got married to Tweetum's former husband, Ramon Tapales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in the  movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know the rest of their story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-5271066978403923312?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/T40yWI4-Y9o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5271066978403923312/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=5271066978403923312" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5271066978403923312" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/5271066978403923312" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/T40yWI4-Y9o/untold-pinoy-story-no2.html" title="*Untold Pinoy Story No.2*" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/05/untold-pinoy-story-no2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-3032471008738801175</id><published>2008-05-28T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:00:00.423-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stories" /><title type="text">*Untold Pinoy Story No. 1*</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond  Sibling Rivalry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your siblings are  married to huge celebrities and you've just lost your chance of marrying one,  would you still strive to surpass their feat? But how could you beat being  married to an award-winning actress whose mother is a beautiful actress and  whose father is the original Agent X-44 of Philipine movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or being  the wife of Mr. Pure Energy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or being Mr. Megastar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, aren't  you glad that you're not among the Pangilinan siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former Penthouse  Live co-host and newspaper columnist Anthony Pangilinan married &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_0" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Maricel  Laxa&lt;/span&gt;, an excellent actress who is the&lt;br /&gt;lovechild of circa 60s actress  Imelda Ilanan and action star Tony&lt;br /&gt;Ferrer. She is also the half-sister of  1990 Miss &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_1" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Asia&lt;/span&gt;  runner-up Mutya Crisostomo Laxa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony's brother, Senator Francis  Pangilinan, was a campus figure in UP Diliman. He was the chairman of the UP  Student Council in 1986. He married no less than the megastar, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_2" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Sharon  Cuneta&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their sister, Angeli Pangilinan, was a campus beauty and  brain while she was a student at the UP School of Economics in Diliman. Angeli  married Mr. Pure Energy himself, &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_3" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Gary  Valenciano&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REWIND: In the early 80s, teenager Edgardo Jose   Maria Santiago Valenciano or Gary V. to most of us, fell deeply in love  with a teenage girl who eventually became his girlfriend. Gary's true love, they  said. And they really looked perfect together. Their friends said that they were  truly meant for each other. They were the picture of pure bliss. But not for  long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks before Gary's first major concert in 1984, a female  singer became pregnant. And Gary was the alleged father. Gary did not deny it.  At 19, Gary joined the growing list of unwed teenage fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary's  former girlfriend was shocked upon hearing about Gary's&lt;br /&gt;indiscretion. She  felt betrayed by Gary and the female singer. Gary's former girlfriend was  devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pregnant singer who bore Gary's child was a former Camay  girl who joined the ultra exclusive league of several generations of Camay  beauties from the first Camay girl Paquita Roces to her two daughters, Maritess  Revilla (Ang lahat ay napapalingon, at muling&lt;br /&gt;napapalingon) and Rosie  Revilla to actress Rosa Rosal's daughter Toni Rose Gayda (Kutis porcelana) to  concert pianist Ingrid Sala Santamaria's daughter Crispy Santamaria to a few  others. The female singer indeed looked devastatingly beautiful in her memorable  Camay TV commercial. But there was a teeny weeny objection among his friends:  She was too old for the teenage and vibrant Gary whose popularity was just  beginning to zoom up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows that the female singer who became  pregnant with Gary's child was Maria Anna Elizabeth Nepomuceno Pangilinan. In  1985, Gary exchanged vows with the female singer who is more popularly known by  her nickname: Angeli. Angeli retired from her singing group, Music and Magic.  Angeli&lt;br /&gt;sacrificed her flourishing singing career and left behind her fellow &lt;br /&gt;Music and Magic members led by jeepney driver's daughter-turned- nurse-  turned-singer &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_4" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Kuh  Ledesma&lt;/span&gt;, tenor singer-turned- Music and Magic co-founder-turned- musical  director Jet Montelibano and singer-turned- comedian- turned TNT-turned- bogus  political asylum seeker-turned- Michael Garfinkel&lt;br /&gt;endorser Fe de los  Reyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeli decided to become a full-time wife to Gary, baby Paolo's  Mom and Gary's talent manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the pain of losing Gary has  left Gary's former girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;in deep shock. Gary and his new bride tried to  comfort her but Gary's former girlfriend was inconsolable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAY: &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_5" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Gary  Valenciano&lt;/span&gt;'s most inspired and most popular composition was first heard  as the theme song of a Vilma Santos movie before it became the title of an Aga  Muhlach-Lea Salonga flick and later, the title of a Kim Chiu-Gerald Anderson TV  soap opera. The haunting melody and melancholy lyrics of this beautiful song  make one wonder where Gary drew the passion and longing for lost love which  every line of this song clearly evokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maulit  muli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga oras nating nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nagkaganito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naglaho  na ba ang pag-ibig mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana'y maulit muli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana bigyan pansin ang  himig ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon, bukas, ngayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanging wala ng ibang  mahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong iwanan ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di na sana aasa pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung  kaya kong umiwas na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di na sana lalapit pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya ko  sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibalik ang kahapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandaling 'di mapapantayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag  sana nating itapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagmamahal na tapat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ako'y nagkamali  minsan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di na ba mapagbibigyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O giliw, dinggin mo ang nais ko,  oooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong iwanan ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di na sana aasa pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung  kaya kong umiwas na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di na sana lalapit pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya ko  sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang tanging nais ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ating kahapon sana maulit  muli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Kung kaya kong iwanan ka &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di na sana aasa pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal pa rin kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O giliw, o giliw ko,  oooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was originally written by Gary in English. Ironically,  the&lt;br /&gt;one who translated it to Tagalog was Gary's wife, Angeli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST  FORWARD: Now, Gary has three grown-up children with Angeli. On the other hand,  Gary's former girlfriend is now known as Mrs. Buizon. She occasionally hosts a  show on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain has eased. Somehow. Even if the former lovers get to  see each other regularly. They meet at her Mom's house during important  occasions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas. &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_6" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;New  Year&lt;/span&gt;. Birthday of Mrs. Buizon's mother. Mrs. Buizon's birthday. Gary's  birthday. Holidays. &lt;span id="lw_1181945809_7" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Easter  Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. Every Sunday, in fact Gary's equally famous in-laws were  witnesses to the former lovers' meetings. But they do not mind at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary's wife, Angeli, does not make a fuss over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the  family matriarch, retired public school teacher Mommy Emma, is not bothered by  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is, they could not prevent the former lovers from &lt;br /&gt;seeing each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Gary's former  girlfriend has to join her mother, siblings and in-laws during important family  occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because Gary's former girlfriend was Felichi  Buizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because before she got married, Gary's former girlfriend was &lt;br /&gt;known as Felichi Pangilinan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, because Felichi  Pangilinan-Buizon is the younger sister of Angeli Pangilinan-Valencia  no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And none of us would probably ever know the rest of this intriguing  triangle's story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-3032471008738801175?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/ibSFN078P4Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3032471008738801175/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=3032471008738801175" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/3032471008738801175" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/3032471008738801175" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/ibSFN078P4Y/untold-pinoy-story-no-1.html" title="*Untold Pinoy Story No. 1*" /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/05/untold-pinoy-story-no-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289822829840243914.post-8949925381160503373</id><published>2008-05-27T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:47:31.108-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title type="text">Joke of the day</title><content type="html">&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'dear te, dear te, dear te!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-sigaw ni Anabel Rama kay Lorin at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Veniz (mga anak ni Rofa) habang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naglalaro ng tubig sa kanal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;&gt;MRS: hon, am I pretty or ugly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MR: uhm.. both..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MRS: anong both? Pwedeng pretty and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ugly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MR: ang ibig ko sabihin, you're pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;= ========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEACHER: okay class our lesson for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today is science. What is science?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PEDRO: ako ma'am! Ako ma'am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEACHER: okay Pedro, what is science?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PEDRO: science is our lesson for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=========&lt;&gt;AMO: inday, paalisin mo nga yung pulubi sa labas ng bahay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(nilabas ni Inday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;INDAY: off you go! Under no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;circumstance this house would relent to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;such unabashed display of vagrant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;destituti on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PULUBI: oh! I'm so ashamed! Such a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mansion of social climbing freaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(nakakuha na ng katapat si Inday!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOSEBLEED !!! .hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOB: nakakamagkano ka sa 1 araw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PULUBI: nag-uumpisa kasi ako ng 8am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngayon 9am na. naka 80 na ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOB: hindi din masama noh? Ano mabibili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo niyan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PULUBI: pwede na tong isang espresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macchiat o sa starbucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;====== ===&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DOC: umubo ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PEDRO: ho! Ho! Ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DOC: ubo pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PEDRO: ho! Ho! Ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DOC: okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PEDRO: ano po ba sakit ko doc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DOC: may ubo ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;==========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TRIVIA: do you know how they make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rubber gloves in China ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Workers deep their hands into melted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;latex, then air-dry them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now guess how they make condoms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;======== ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why God invented menopause:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once upon a time, a 70 year old woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gave birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BISITA: pwedeng makita ang baby mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MOM: mamaya na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 minutes after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BISITA: pwede na bang makita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MOM: oo, pero hintay muna tayo na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;umiyak kasi nakalimutan ko kung saan ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;linagay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;== =========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a miss gay pageant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOST: how can we uplift our economy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today even though we are under economic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crisis?&lt;&gt;BAKLA: (namutla) mga bakla! Akala ko ba miss gay ito? Quizbee pala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;===========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sexy girl nagkukumpisal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PA RI: iha, ano ang iyong ikukumpisal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SEXY : father, pag nakakarinig po ako ng lalaking nagmumura di ko mapigilan sarili ko na yayain siya magsex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PARI: 'tang ina! Di nga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;===========&lt;&gt;TEACHER: ano ang pambansang ibon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOY: chicken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEACHER: hindi! kulay brown ito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOY: fried chicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEACHER: hindi! mas maliit ito sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BO Y: knorr chicken cubes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEACHER: get out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;===========&lt;&gt;when your lips are silent and your eyes are closed and your ears are deaf. It only means one thing. May discount ka sa jeep. Disabled ka 'tol, disabled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;======= ====&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Philippine presidents flying in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GMA: what if I throw a check for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;million pesos out the window to make at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;least 1 Filipino happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CORY: but my dear, why don't you throw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 checks for half a million each and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thus make 2 Filipinos happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RAMOS: why not throw four checks for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quarter of a million each and make four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filipinos happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And on it went until finally, Erap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blurts out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"but madam president, why not simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;throw yourself out of the window and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make all the Filipinos happy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;========= ===&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a great example of globalization:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pr incess Diana, a Welsh princess with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an Egyptian fiancé, crashed in a French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tunnel while riding in a German car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with a Dutch engine, driven by a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belgian who was drunk on Scottish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whisky, chased by Italian paparazzis on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Japanese big bikes. An American doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tried to save them using Brazilian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meds. This message was made by a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filipino on a Finnish Nokia phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smuggled from China by a Pakistani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;based in Quiapo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;========= ===&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Trulalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. eklavu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. eklavu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. trulalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. eklavu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. trulalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. trulalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. eklavu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. trulalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. trulalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-batang bading nagsasagot ng true or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;false na quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=========== = =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MEKANIKO: sir, hindi ko po naayos preno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng kotse niyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CUSTOMER: ha?! Pano yan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MEKANIKO: nilakasan ko na lang po ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inyong busina! 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      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="role_document" style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:54;"  &gt;The        Guys' Rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:54;"  &gt;­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;At        last a guy has taken the time to write this all down&lt;u&gt;        &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;, the guys' side of the        story.&lt;br /&gt;(I must admit, it's pretty good.)&lt;br /&gt;We always        hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:36;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 255); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:36;"  &gt;the        rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book  Antiqua';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;From        the female side.&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side.&lt;br /&gt;These        are our rules!&lt;br /&gt;Please note.. these are all numbered "1"&lt;br /&gt;ON        PURPOSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;1.        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Men ARE not mind readers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to        work the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big girl. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If it's        up, put it down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We need it up, you need it        down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it        down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon&lt;br /&gt;or the changing        of the tides.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shopping is NOT        a sport&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And no, we are never going to think of it that        way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Crying is blackmail&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ask for what you want&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be clear on        this one:&lt;br /&gt;Subtle hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Strong hints do not        work!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No        are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;Acceptable answers to almost every        question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to us with a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        If you want help solving it. That's what we do.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy is what your        girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is        a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;See        a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyth ing we said 6 months ago is        inadmissible in an argument&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, all comments become null        and void after 7 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's        Secret girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;Expect us to act like soap opera        guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you think you're fat, you probably        are&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be        interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant        the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;other        one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to        do something&lt;br /&gt;Or tell us how you want it done.&lt;br /&gt;Not both.&lt;br /&gt;If you        already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever        possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;need directions and neither do        we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default        settings.&lt;br /&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not! A color. Pumpkin is also        a fruit. We have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 102); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        Be scratched.&lt;br /&gt;We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say        "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;We know you are lying,        but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you        don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is        fine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;Really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;1.        Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss        such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation,&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You have enough clothes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too        many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am in shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:10;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;Round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;        &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;IS a shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for        reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch        tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;But        did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span class="121493118-30052007"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span class="121493118-30052007"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span class="121493118-30052007"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span class="121493118-30052007"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pass this to as many men as you can        -&lt;br /&gt;to give them a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this to as many women as you can        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:18;"  &gt;to        give them a bigger laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289822829840243914-2202042595995022153?l=xiaomaime.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~4/1IdaMEqG8zo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2202042595995022153/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289822829840243914&amp;postID=2202042595995022153" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/2202042595995022153" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289822829840243914/posts/default/2202042595995022153" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeIsSoFab/~3/1IdaMEqG8zo/guys-rules.html" title="The guy's RUles..." /><author><name>xiao_mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09739132650704794626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03638627430911201762" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://xiaomaime.blogspot.com/2008/05/guys-rules.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
