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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 00:23:09 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>drama</category><category>birthday</category><category>places</category><category>vacation</category><category>traumas</category><category>prayers</category><category>wedding</category><category>death</category><category>hopes</category><category>song</category><category>foods</category><category>tag</category><category>school</category><category>blog</category><category>disclosure policy</category><category>julian king</category><category>life</category><category>movie</category><category>summer</category><category>friendship</category><category>dreams</category><category>harassment</category><category>people</category><category>academics</category><category>jobs</category><category>goodbye</category><category>journal</category><category>family</category><category>depress</category><category>monthsaries</category><category>beatiful spots</category><category>friend</category><category>love</category><category>health</category><category>restaurants</category><category>money</category><title>:assuage this muckety-muck:</title><description>thoughts of an irretrievable blogger..</description><link>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/assuageThisMuckety-muck" /><feedburner:info uri="assuagethismuckety-muck" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-1202782431960371285</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T04:42:26.086-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>farewell to you</title><description>It was last October that my family mourned for our late Aunt Grace. She died because of breast cancer and that was a downfall in our family. She left with us her two young kids (though my uncle, her husband is still present), they are still our responsibility as well. We were so sad on what happened to her since supposedly we could do something on her situation. But she was overruled by her fear of the treatment's consequences. It was her option not to undergo a chemotherapy after she knew of the possible side effects she would face. We couldn't force her to have the treatment because she was so firm with her decision. She was like waiting for the end of her life for many months and yes it came last October 12 of this year, which was coincidentally her birthday. I was strucked with what happened. Before she died she never failed to say how much she loved my uncle. I was moved with the fact that she opted to die on the day of her birthday. We were sad, but that was God's will we believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my family is facing again another tragic moment in our lives, another family member died. I even told myself that were just given a month rest and here we are again, mourning for a loved-one's death. My grandfather whom we often address as our daddy died because of stage II hypertension and it was kind of complicated already because he was also suffering from a colon cancer. I never thought this will happen to him since he was still so active then. I never got to talk with him much but with what I saw, he was still living life normally, i guess. But the world is just so full of deceptions, tricks, and everything. People around us may think that we hate him, but it's absolutely not true. We love him but guys around us just want us to become enemies. We can't hate him just because of our noisy dog whom he hate so much. We don't hate him because he won't say anything to us and we couldn't feel any good treatment from him. We just loved him that we don't want to take advantage of his goodness unlike others who do and who are actually fake, that's why we chose not to tag along with him. But honestly, we are sorry. I am personally sorry for I never reached out on him. Well, I did try. However I can't sense that he was glad when I'm around him. I am sorry that I just knew from someone that my grandfather once said that he was disappointed because few of his family members don't recognize his doings. I am not sorry because I haven't appreciated any of his doings. What I am sorry for is that I never had the chance to say it to him on how grateful we are for all the things he bestowed to my family and to the rest of us. It's so sad that I haven't had the opportunity to say these things to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . Both of them are not super close to me. But no doubt, I have always loved and respected them, though not expressing it fully on them. That's the lesson I have learned from this happening. Regrets are indeed in the later part. One could never turn back time that's why we should never waste any second of our lives and show how we love someone or somebody. We should learn to forgive and forget and show them some love. We should reach out, talk to everyone whom we loved before it's going to be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . I miss them both. I just hope you will really know my deepest thoughts and feelings about you because I know they are embedded with wrong information from the others who don't know anything about myself, what's in my mind and in my heart. I hope that you can feel though you are not in the physical world anymore, the love I have for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell to you . . . and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . miss also my lola and lolo.. to my uncle as well.&lt;br /&gt;. . . we are always praying for you - all of our loved-ones, for your salvation.&lt;br /&gt;. . . to all my loved ones up there, , please do guide both of them, Aunt Grace and Daddy Al as they journey in the world where you are at now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-1202782431960371285?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/xMmqqo35KDc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/xMmqqo35KDc/farewell-to-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-to-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-1023377409835633760</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-26T22:07:29.887-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">julian king</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prayers</category><title>FOR THE FINDING OF JULIAN KING</title><description>&lt;div&gt;I haven't been writing much here in my blog because of no time. I wasn't able to sit down for quite some time and be able to write things on this precious journal of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyways, I really made it to the point to sit for a moment and share with you guys what has gotten my nerves early this morning. When I started exploring the Internet, a newsbreaker hit me so much. It was about Jennifer Hudson's mom and little brother. I really felt so sad for her and I know how it feels to lose someone you love because I've been through such experience a lot of times. And to make her tragic moment worse, her cousin JULIAN KING was abducted. He needs to be rescued right away before it's too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261649262780146706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SQUiIIi05BI/AAAAAAAAALs/83p8mw-TZoQ/s200/david_and_julian.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I hope everyone who gets to read this or hear about this news can spend at least 3 minutes of their time to pray for the late Darnell and Jason Hudson. . and let us also pray for the finding of &lt;strong&gt;Julian King.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let justice be prevailed. I hope whoever have done this immoral act to Hudson's Family, you should pray for your salvation at this very point in time, coz' I'm very sure that Satan's waiting for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-1023377409835633760?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/wUrai3ac3tM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/wUrai3ac3tM/for-finding-of-julian-king.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SQUiIIi05BI/AAAAAAAAALs/83p8mw-TZoQ/s72-c/david_and_julian.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-finding-of-julian-king.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-8950897265615665754</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-20T10:40:04.569-04:00</atom:updated><title>hatred</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know it is bad to keep hatred in my heart. . but then i can't be fake, i don't wanna' be fake anymore . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have lived with my immediate family - papa, mama, and my 3 siblings - wondrously. . i would be hypocrite if i say that we had no problems at all . .yes we had, actually we have a lot now. . but then the feeling AS ONE is still there. . i can feel that we are together through thick and thin despite the times that we argued from one another - that's normal, we are people. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but considering my relatives on my father's side - excluding my mother's extended family - whew! unbelievable but true like what mc donald's said on his ad. . but yes, incredibly a few of them are like satans. . sorry to say . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; just got to mention this one person who thinks that he has the power to all things and to all people at home. . as well as those people who worship him so much, worshipping a close-to-a-demon or a demon already because they just can't stand their own, for they don't want to try. .because they are worthless beings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay gen, just calm down..take a deep breath . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this lolo of mine is witty in fact he's an attorney . that's a wow! - supposed to be. . but i don't find him a WOW so to say . .coz he hasn't been using his intelligence since then up to now . . he just doesn't have good manners. . just imagine, everytime he could see unfamiliar people, he would think that those strangers are looking at him . . imagine this too, there were times that my father's business contacts would come here in our house, he would tease them, saying that there would be a big dog that would be barking at them, bite them to death, and yeah laugh like an evil . .how's that? and another one, we have a dog, of course she barks . .coz if she won't, then she's not a dog. . she barks when a stranger comes up in our place. . yeah she's kind of a nuisance sometimes, but what can we do she would really bark! . .do you know what my lolo would do? since he's living next room after ours and his window is just adjacent in our window, he would spray something - i don't know what it is - and he would say,,kk, no more dog . .it would be dead - poisoned! HAHA for you! HAHA for being crazy! HAHA for being an addict! HAHA coz i pity you . .coz you are alone..that's why you are using your money so people would come to you . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and speaking of these people. . poor you! you tied up yourselves to this authoritative man who doesn't owe any respect supposedly from us because he doesn't even respect himself. . . poor you people who are like members of a cult who would just do as said by the superior . .like a robot who would move the way the one holding the remote would like you to do . .poor because you don't have lives of your own! i pity all of you coz you no longer have you own identities! . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why just can't people mind their own businesses? and respect each other. . why do they want to have conflicts and to think they are "our family"?!? well i think not anymore. . i dumped him . .i dumped them . .families are not like this. . they are not the people who would pull you down . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if my family are going through a lot of hardships these days and i've said that we are pathetic - - well, i take that word back! HE is more pathetic than us , , and the people behind him are MOST PATHETIC - get a life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-8950897265615665754?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/PUJjs2vqT-0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/PUJjs2vqT-0/hatred.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/06/hatred.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-8093183883097021454</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 14:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-20T10:16:17.669-04:00</atom:updated><title>family portraits</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFu5nu2ctgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/j6JuLQcLOlc/s1600-h/June+15,+2008+@+SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213965085853922818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFu5nu2ctgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/j6JuLQcLOlc/s400/June+15,+2008+%40+SM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFu5n_X5NXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KnplfB600xc/s1600-h/June+15,+2008+@+SM2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213965090289169778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFu5n_X5NXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KnplfB600xc/s400/June+15,+2008+%40+SM2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MI FAMILIA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;carmelito, vivian, ana marie, geneveve, ian carmelo, michael christian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(that's in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm.. i am so sorry to post these so late.. .just got the time now to sit in front of the pc and use it for a long time.. . my sked has just been so hectic . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought if i stop working for 8 straight hours in a company, i could have more time to relax. yeah it's true.. but not that ample . .not that enough. . i could not even update my blog. . :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but well anyways, special mention to nessy a.k.a TreZa . . lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here are our pictures taken last june 15, 2008 - Father's Day - when we celebrated at SM, Cebu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pictures were taken in the studio . . - - hmm. . Colours Studio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.. .that's all!thanks . . .cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-8093183883097021454?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/hEpG6BJzwU0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/hEpG6BJzwU0/family-picture.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFu5nu2ctgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/j6JuLQcLOlc/s72-c/June+15,+2008+%40+SM.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/06/family-picture.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-1651169674641860198</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 09:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-15T05:50:29.803-04:00</atom:updated><title>happy father's day</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFTiFuqrQrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WUYFiImlXyw/s1600-h/SP_A0953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212039256828756658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFTiFuqrQrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WUYFiImlXyw/s320/SP_A0953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this day has just been a wonderful one not only for me but i bet for my entire family.  we celebrated my father's special day - ahem . . not his birthday - but, it's father's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we love our father so much that as much as possible we would like to pay tribute for his goodness and for all the things he had done to us. . but then, at times, we just can't show it to him each day because of many reasons like we are all busy and can't have the time to have the bonding moments. . or say that we love him coz sometimes when we are awake, he's asleep and vice versa . .along with a lot more other factors influencing why we can't pay tribute to him always. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but for this day, we really initiated to let my father feel that we do love him and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that he's really special. . well, it's not just for him alone but including mama too. . we treated them at a super mall after we attended the Eucharistic celebration in the morning. . we had breakfast in dimsum break and killed the time playing in the world of fun - sobrang bibo! haha. .  i personally was so glad to see all of my lovedd-ones having a good time . . it was a goal for me that i made them happy, helping them as well as myself get out from a crazy hottie life we are having . . we just felt during that hours of strolling, playing, malling, - whatever you call it . .  that we were few hours millionaires . .we spent a lot for food, for the games, for everything! and those weren't big deals . . . what mattered - - was, we were soooooooooo HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;h m m m m m . . . i'm just so honored to have this kind of family though complicated at times - but it's actually normal, no need to question that truth . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;now, what i'm looking forward to is our new family pictures. . i hope to have them on hand in no time. i actually just suggest in an instant when we were there to have picture-taking coz it has been a loooooooooong time when we had our last family picture in a studio . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i'll surely won't miss to post them here. . you'll be updated! - hakunana matata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/9134639544865428910-1651169674641860198?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/oYJ4pnQxuqc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/oYJ4pnQxuqc/happy-fathers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SFTiFuqrQrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WUYFiImlXyw/s72-c/SP_A0953.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-8460879626468843357</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-09T13:00:22.543-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>it's just so hard to be fake</title><description>it's just so hard to be fake to everything!. . someone pretending as someone you wouldn't become . .feeling things you really don't feel in the first place .. just so hard to be not the real you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sigh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i am the real me. .i thought i was truthful to myself all the time.. i assumed that every feelings i feel, every words i say, every actions i make are all an end result of who i really am . . but i guess it's just my head saying that "hey that's me or it's me that's why i felt like that, said like this, did whatever blahblahblah" . . but my hearT?!? IDK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are exemptions to this crisis of not-being-me . . i know for one thing and that's my secret i won't tell . . but for the rest - - i need serious help! like terribly needing help - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you are reading this you can't even figure out what i'm trying to say . .coz what i'm saying i guess is nonsense. . and i'm just like going around the bush and just saying things over and over again, and just points out to one thing - that it's really hard to be a fake!!lol . .i'm crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hmp!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll try to be who i really am . . i'll try to be someone true to myself..to everything! i'll just try . . i hope this complicated mind i have is part of not-being-me . .:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-8460879626468843357?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/Bl7EImARGIw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/Bl7EImARGIw/its-just-so-hard-to-be-fake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-just-so-hard-to-be-fake.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-4173574840080199531</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-06T21:54:27.291-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">goodbye</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friend</category><title>i'm ready to go</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SEnlViTJefI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3F3bcgO5kro/s1600-h/1_825118266l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208946602177821170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SEnlViTJefI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3F3bcgO5kro/s320/1_825118266l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everytime you say hi to anything novel, the time would really come that you also need to say goodbye with it and then you will move on to say again your sweetest hi for tomorrow. well, that's really how it goes. i think it's that's the SOP. . hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was feb 12 of this year that i said my big hi to my new set of friends.  well, not really totally "new" coz the other girl i'm with was my former classmate but we weren't just close that time in school.  it has been so fun working with them coz i didn't feel any pressure at all. . we were like playing around with the telephone, calling people, and then talking to them for a minute, say "hi . .blah, blah", then bang - hang up the phone . .  call again another one after minutes, can be an hour, or even it can be a day or days after..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i chose a different career to pursue. and having that granted i needed to give up some things. it's not that i'm giving up the friendship i had with them. i just needed to give up seeing them day by day as i used to (except weekends), talking to them like almost all the time, and just be with their company. i would surely miss the bonding especially to this tall woman i'm close, the booba in the group. . i really enjoyed the short time we were sharing each others' thoughts. . i'll miss the "manglibak session" if not with the admin personnels, the rebonded guy seated at the back of berzhi's crib . . also the fights in the office,,everything!hahay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what really life is.. complicated yet so colorful.. though i have to depart the office on tuesday and that would mean that i'll be leaving you on that day . . you'll always be with me, here within . . you have been part of me. . i'll miss you both!:( and thanks for the friendship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-4173574840080199531?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/-YYq9F8N8ts" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/-YYq9F8N8ts/im-ready-to-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SEnlViTJefI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3F3bcgO5kro/s72-c/1_825118266l.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-ready-to-go.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-1821627959269882305</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 16:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-06T12:52:24.408-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><title>i miss this</title><description>hey! it's nice to be back . . i miss my blog . . i just miss writing anything in freestyle. . where did i go?!? well, i'm just right there, somewhere . .i don't know.. i was just so occupied these past few days,,busy working like an ant..preparing for the rainy season if you know what i mean.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least im back.. i hope i will now have more time to keep on updating my blog . . just hope so . . . anyways, it's just so cool to write something again here . . though i'm just saying something nonsense and stupid!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-1821627959269882305?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/-m7lm7o_Www" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/-m7lm7o_Www/i-miss-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-this.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-9182177328555337399</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-26T16:03:23.769-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tag</category><title>my number 7</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tag from &lt;a href="http://nessy13.blogspot.com/"&gt;brooke!&lt;/a&gt; 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THANKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****Start tag*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;What time do you usually wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;since no class. work is at late pm. no time to rush. i wake up usually at 1pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What’s the first thing you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;face the mirror.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Breakfast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nah! lunch only.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Do you go to work/school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sophomore psychology student. CSR. so yep and yep!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you stay at home, what do you do all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;surf the net. eat. sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When’s lunch and what are you eating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1-1:30pm. rice + nothing in particular&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What time do you get home from work/school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from school i proceed asap to work. so it's just after work that i can get home, that's at 12:30am, the most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;When and what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What do you do to unwind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing. write. internet surfing. play the guitar. stroll. eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What’s your favorite part of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunset : : around 6pm and beyond. no more INIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who’s your favorite person to interact with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mama!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When’s bedtime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at 1am - after work!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who’s bedtime with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;family! we're in one room . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7 is the number&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That Scare You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. rejection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. lose someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. get pregnant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. starvation.lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. hurt someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Like Most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1. writing (blog, diary, etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3. my bracelet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;4. guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;5. angel figurines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;6. 2moons character - incar magician&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7. talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seven Important Things In Your Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. electricity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. cp w/ charger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. picture frames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. electric fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. mp3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seven Random Facts About You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. im workaholic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. inconsitent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. i am a spoiled brat esp. with my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. i stopped smoking for a long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. enjoys procastinating! watta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. moody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. i don't wash my clothes - - damn lazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seven Things You Plan To Do Before You Die &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. marry my bebe and have 2 or 3 lovely kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. travel. travel. travel (like nessy..hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. do extreme sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. kiss the hand of the pope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. settle my insurance and stuffs for the funeral to avoid hassle to my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. pay tribute to my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. build a museum for my granny as what i promised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Can Do&lt;br /&gt;1. singing while playing the guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. a liar. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3. live by my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;4. be crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;5. say no to night life - - party like a rockstar, drinking, smoking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;6. sustain for 2 days with no sleep, like really haven't gotten even a short nap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7. hurt someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Can't Do&lt;br /&gt;1. just avoid someone i don't like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. can't be really really mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3. i can't swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;4. drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;5. argue with my father much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;6. put melody to my poems &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7. i can't have a minute without thinking anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seven Things That Attract You To The Opposite Sex&lt;br /&gt;1. teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. nails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. charming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. easy to get along with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. height - - he should be way taller than me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. talent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. sense of humor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seven Celeb Crushes 1. chad michael murray 2. ryan philippe 3. freddie prinze jr. 4. orlando bloom 5. francis m. 7. tony kukoc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tagging : harold, flip, shimumsy, princess cinderella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85698/geneveve/cef5dd3d98e29d6dc841b51ffd0e929e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-9182177328555337399?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/AQY4cs1Q0mw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/AQY4cs1Q0mw/my-number-7.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-number-7.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-1436147923741869869</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-23T14:46:09.420-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wedding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>jaboc &amp; lira's nuptials</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm so proud to present to you the newlyweds - our friends - who decided to become one under God's reign. . we're so happy for both of you! . .may you live happily ever after . . mwah, mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644335762557458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO9AqZyhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6HzODkpuZZc/s400/P5120239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPXs-Fo4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Rvf7kiCoWJ0/s1600-h/P5120276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644794332881794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPXs-Fo4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Rvf7kiCoWJ0/s400/P5120276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPXxyjUwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sERKe7EBWEw/s1600-h/P5120302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644795626672898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPXxyjUwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sERKe7EBWEw/s400/P5120302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPLc6l11I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uqtTNjoYkbM/s1600-h/P5120313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644583864817490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPLc6l11I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uqtTNjoYkbM/s400/P5120313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPMM4nOqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1kdRsCH_C6c/s1600-h/P5120247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644596741421730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPMM4nOqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1kdRsCH_C6c/s400/P5120247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPMe6ddpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/znYUJJPSLnE/s1600-h/P5120255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644601581008530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPMe6ddpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/znYUJJPSLnE/s400/P5120255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPMqMe8mI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8-0HbALvrKg/s1600-h/P5120272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644604609393250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPMqMe8mI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8-0HbALvrKg/s400/P5120272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPM30mb7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/J8P44RDpYEk/s1600-h/P5120273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644608267317170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcPM30mb7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/J8P44RDpYEk/s400/P5120273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO86iX8EI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-XNfS74gL-0/s1600-h/P5120238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644334118268994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO86iX8EI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-XNfS74gL-0/s400/P5120238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO9i2syOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mbsHO7lVK-U/s1600-h/P5120246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644344940939490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO9i2syOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mbsHO7lVK-U/s400/P5120246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO9peKuVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NLgIlF_pRkg/s1600-h/P5120315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644346717092178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO9peKuVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NLgIlF_pRkg/s400/P5120315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO96cRNOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Dl6hcWsvrmo/s1600-h/P5120314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203644351272531170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO96cRNOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Dl6hcWsvrmo/s400/P5120314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the very first time that i've been together with my boyfriend's circle of friends. . though awkward at first coz i only knew a few of them . .but as the day went on,  , they were just so cool! they were easy to get along with  .. .they were just so real! well, thanks to all of you especially to the newlyweds, for accepting me in the group. . for letting me feel that i belonged, not just your friend's girlfriend - but indeed a friend. . thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;special thanks to BAKI! - - lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-1436147923741869869?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/RhsJO2l5cBA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/RhsJO2l5cBA/jaboc-liras-nuptials.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDcO9AqZyhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6HzODkpuZZc/s72-c/P5120239.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/jaboc-liras-nuptials.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-2258232665615719086</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T04:12:47.601-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tag</category><title>another TAG!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 THINGS I DO MOST OF THE TIME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got this tag from &lt;a href="http://nessy13.blogspot.com/"&gt;Agnes&lt;/a&gt; asking me to list down the 5 things I do most of the time. Let me see?!? ..1. face the PC, much much time to go online - of course i have to check my mails everday and update my profiles on those many2mention social networkings i'm in. . 2. EAT! i always do eat, not to mention im on a diet!waaaa! 3. SLEEP!!! 4. TEXT! - who else will i be sending sms? my bebe! 5. sing LSS - - sing sing sing as i do anything . . hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.) &lt;a href="http://www.mychopsuey.net/"&gt;my chopsuey&lt;/a&gt; 2.) &lt;a href="http://www.mindbubbles.com/"&gt;mind bubbles&lt;/a&gt; 3.) &lt;a href="http://www.vanitykit.com/"&gt;vanity kit&lt;/a&gt; 4.) &lt;a href="http://em.wifespeaks.com/"&gt;somethingpurple&lt;/a&gt; 5.) &lt;a href="http://www.mysomethingpurple.com/"&gt;a detour&lt;/a&gt; 6.) &lt;a href="http://wannabesupermodel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Confessions of a Supermodel Wannabe&lt;/a&gt; 7.) &lt;a href="http://www.mitchteryosa.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mitch of When Silence Speaks&lt;/a&gt; 8.) &lt;a href="http://brainbitsandbeats.com/"&gt;Hailey's Domain&lt;/a&gt; 9.) &lt;a href="http://brainbitsandbeats.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hailey's Beats and Bits&lt;/a&gt; 10.) &lt;a href="http://imairsick.com/"&gt;Air Sick&lt;/a&gt; 11.) &lt;a href="http://bestofavee.com/"&gt;Avee's Adventures&lt;/a&gt; 12.) &lt;a href="http://aveeandy.com/"&gt;Never Ending Stories &lt;/a&gt;13.) &lt;a href="http://www.essayoflife.info/"&gt;Essay of Life &lt;/a&gt;14.) &lt;a href="http://lirastafford.com/"&gt;Tasteful Voyage&lt;/a&gt; 15.) &lt;a href="http://mamalira.blogspot.com/"&gt;A mom's note&lt;/a&gt; 16.) &lt;a href="http://anneloveswill.blogspot.com/"&gt;AnnelovesWill&lt;/a&gt; 17.) &lt;a href="http://joytoy-challenges.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joyball&lt;/a&gt; 18.) &lt;a href="http://neiyomee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Naomi- Irresistible Fascinations&lt;/a&gt; 19.) &lt;a href="http://treasuresnmt.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Treasure Chest&lt;/a&gt; 20.) &lt;a href="http://www.raptureddreams.com/"&gt;Ester&lt;/a&gt; 21.) &lt;a href="http://nessy13.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brooke&lt;/a&gt; 22.) &lt;a href="http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gen - sing!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now im tagging :: princess cinderella, flip, mummisrose, shimumsy, harold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDPZa8ZfEVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/No0EUhTOsv0/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202741051455902034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDPZa8ZfEVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/No0EUhTOsv0/s200/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-2258232665615719086?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/Rk3lJROv1Fs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/Rk3lJROv1Fs/another-tag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDPZa8ZfEVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/No0EUhTOsv0/s72-c/b.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-tag.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-2939058762253518936</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 05:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-20T05:00:20.996-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tag</category><title>. . to-do-list tag . .</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDJp1iCzL4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yHn8c95Hk_I/s1600-h/todo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202336887958876034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDJp1iCzL4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yHn8c95Hk_I/s200/todo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was tagged by &lt;a href="http://cinderella100184.blogspot.com/"&gt;princess cinderella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she is my new friend here in blog. thanks for the tag girl.. i'll try to fill this list up as honestly as possible . .though i haven't planned anything yet for this year coz i'm not really that type . .kasi always procastinating hilig ko which is soooo bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im passing this tag to : &lt;a href="http://nessy13.blogspot.com/"&gt;agnes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://halord-halordmc.blogspot.com/"&gt;harold&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://hondrew18.multiply.com/"&gt;honeylet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shimumsy.blogspot.com/"&gt;shimumsy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://epohnym.blogspot.com/"&gt;flip&lt;/a&gt;,and &lt;a href="http://mummisrose.blogspot.com/"&gt;mummisrose&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Things to do for this year : &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hope i can accomplish them all&lt;/span&gt; . . SANA! i may not say all of my plans but hoping that whatever i want to attain for this year, i will have it - them!hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1.buy digital cam for myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2.establish a small business (i want to quit my recent job and be my own boss while earning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3.have home-based work like paid blogging, data entry work, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4.level up sa school (hope this year kahit irregular ang standing ko sa skol basta 3rd yr lng. . haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5.own a laptop on my own - it's so different to have desktop at home and well, sharing it to my siblings - than to have my own laptop . .lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6.go to bantayan island - hope that my bf won't obstruct my plan of traveling across the sea, he's afraid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7.compose songs, i actually have the lyrics but don't have tunes yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;8.help in my bf's business, be his loyal advertiser!&lt;br /&gt;9.monitor my papa's health at all time so as with mama's, they're getting older and i need to take care of them more often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;10.be organized with my things, don't want my mom to call me "damak" - it's a visayan term for a person who's so messy, irresponsible, any other terms alike.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well, those are just 10 of the many many things i want to do for this year. can't list them all coz i can't think of the others as of the moment . .hehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDKTE4-7cwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1zVOwtD2FN4/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202382231791432450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDKTE4-7cwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1zVOwtD2FN4/s200/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-2939058762253518936?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/ghOp67Fq_Zk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/ghOp67Fq_Zk/to-do-list-tag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDJp1iCzL4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yHn8c95Hk_I/s72-c/todo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-do-list-tag.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-6273969288058509805</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 02:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-19T22:23:54.366-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">song</category><title>thunder!</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just early this morning as i surfed the net to check my mails, update my profile to social networkings i'm in . . there's this song that kept on playing from out of nowhere . . as far as i can remember it was a song on my friend's page but i already closed his page and totally closed my friendster page. .but how come the song's still playing? idk. so i just decided to post it here on blog, maybe that's the song's purpose.lol - -anyway, here it is..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDI2CGYHrZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wi8u80mzDuo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202279929265761682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDI2CGYHrZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wi8u80mzDuo/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                               Today is a winding road Thats taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today in the blink of an eyeI'm holding on to something and I do not know why I tried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to read between the linesI tried to look in your eyesI want a simple explanation; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what I'm feeling insideI gotta find a way out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe there's a way out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll always be my thunder, and I said Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna ever love another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll always be my thunderSo bring on the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And bring on the thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is a winding road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me where to start and tell me something I don't know, whoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I'm on my ownI cant move a muscle and I cant pick up the phone, I don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I'm itching for the tall grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And longing for the breezeI need to step outside, just to see if I can breatheI gotta find a way out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe there's a way out Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll always be my thunder, and I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors I don't wanna ever love another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll always be my thunder So bring on the rain,Yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm walking on a tightropeI'm wrapped up in vinesI think Ill make it out but you just gotta give me time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strike me down with lightning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me feel you in my veins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain, Today is a winding road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?You'll always be my thunder, and I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna ever love another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll always be my thunder, and I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?You'll always be my thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So bring on the rain  Oh baby bring on the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And listen to the thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-6273969288058509805?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/afOQxXMnU_I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/afOQxXMnU_I/thunder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SDI2CGYHrZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wi8u80mzDuo/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/thunder.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-314199317025281377</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T03:22:33.105-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wedding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><title>my boyfriend's bestfriend</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SC_P08EGUcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/23exQ-4xmYI/s1600-h/SP_A0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201604603019678146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SC_P08EGUcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/23exQ-4xmYI/s200/SP_A0724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaboc-Lira Nuptials&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'twas last May 17 of this year that i was given the opportunity to attend a very special wedding. the ceremony was held in Cebu Metropolitan Cathedral at 8:30am and had the reception in Cebu Parklane International Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i felt so honored to be one of the guests of my friends' wedding celebration. honestly, i had butterflies on my stomach as i witnessed such grandeous and sooo romantic event. i just could feel the air filled with love coz i know both of them were much much inlove with each other. imagine that in a young age, they decided with confidence to build their own family and stay together, doing their very best to live happily at all times - and that's maturation!. . lol&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when will i become a bride? i wish soon coz i think it's way more overwhelming than what we see. . hehe..joke! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as what i witnessed during the celebration, everything was really planned. the couple were both supported by their parents, relatives, and friends. happiness was obviously felt by everybody and i'm one of them. im so happy for their courage and strength that they managed everything that came their ways . . i know it wasn't that easy to decide such matters like these, but they just did for the sake of L-O-V-E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just wishing all the best for them - to you - MICHAEL and SHINE! best wishes. . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;. . . and definitely you'll be cordially invited on my own wedding anytime so so soon - like 7 years from now..haha..;0)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85698/geneveve/cef5dd3d98e29d6dc841b51ffd0e929e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-314199317025281377?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/52lVhyJfqkI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/52lVhyJfqkI/my-boyfriends-bestfriend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SC_P08EGUcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/23exQ-4xmYI/s72-c/SP_A0724.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-boyfriends-bestfriend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-5198637629265118227</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 08:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T03:25:19.268-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">people</category><title>a certified bunk</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SC1P2MEGUaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/E5GpxvdTQww/s1600-h/df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200900937052737954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SC1P2MEGUaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/E5GpxvdTQww/s200/df.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;05.15.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was very busy finishing my article reviews on a major subject when i received a "friend" request in yahoo from someone i don't know. i supposed that he knew me coz after all he was able to add me up, so i didn't mind anything and accepted the request. upon doing so, i received a message from that "newly accepted friend to be on my list" and was like starting a conversation. there was no image displayed on the photo box. he said "hi" and i retorted same thing and i asked if where did we meet and everything coz i was curious of his unknown identity. he didn't tell me his name but revealed that he was a boy (i think who's fond of guessing games) and that we met in his dreams?!? he kept his profile sealed as we had a scrappy conversation. along the way, he said that he was someone who wanted to tell me about my boyfriend's infidelity. i was shocked! i knew since then that i trust my other half but having this intrigue said by someone i don't know just pissed me off. i mean, what was on his mind? like what was his point of telling such lies - - uhmm . . i believed! the stranger kept on bugging me to trust in what he said and what surprised me the most? - he knew how long have we (me and my boyfriend) been together. so basically, this stranger was not just an acquaintance, but a person who fortunately knew us well enough to gather such infos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really can't think of specific suspects . . but what's in mind now is that stranger who was pestering me and hope not anymore, was a girl or a gay, just don't wanna be caught that's why disguising as a boy, positively who wanted to break our relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- - i tell this "bunk" - - it must be so lonely being you . . thank you for the annoyance coz it just made me feel that we're special because someone as nonsense as you gave a s***, so envy, very envy! I WILL HUNT YOU! i will surely find you . . and if that happens - - you'll be bitten the dusT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85698/geneveve/cef5dd3d98e29d6dc841b51ffd0e929e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-5198637629265118227?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/gouHSAhQsuY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/gouHSAhQsuY/certified-bunk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SC1P2MEGUaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/E5GpxvdTQww/s72-c/df.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/certified-bunk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-1977343811241084940</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 08:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-16T04:33:45.507-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">school</category><title>rejoice !</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally classes are over - whew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though i kinda' s***ed on that last final exam on my major class, still i'm overwhelmed that i'm really, really done.  no more books, no more assignments and projects, no more waking up so early in the morning (though just for few weeks) . . now is the time to say yes for sleeping million hours a day, yes to movie marathon, yes to hottie summer! great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rejoice.rejoice.rejoice. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-1977343811241084940?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/07gQIrKtS04" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/07gQIrKtS04/rejoice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/rejoice.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-3820924185794216973</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 14:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-12T10:44:46.675-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disclosure policy</category><title>disclosure policy</title><description>This policy is valid from 12 May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This blog is a personal blog written and edited by me. 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This line has just been so apt for me especially these recent days. Our final exams are fast approaching - like it's gonna' be at the end of this week. I have to do a lot of requirements to be submitted as soon as possible and I just got no suffice time to do all of them. hmf!!hoo! watta' crazy week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pressure.pressure.pressure. i really don't wanna' think about what i feel. if only i can make myself numb, i'll definitely do it so as not to worry much. but that's impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend, though i spent it just at home having those millions of photocopies on my face, i managed to still enjoy and loose myself so i won't feel like i'm tied up like a knot, choked on a lot of responsibilities to accomplished. for two days, it was paperworks for school that i attended to and nothing else - no bonding time with the boyfriend, no wasting of hours in front of the pc, no dependence on dvd movies, no strolling everywhere, no night life . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. . . i was a home dude who went so ga-ga with my fully loaded school stuffs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was indeed carried away of the moment that classes will be ending in no time and so i have to give out my best shot to, of course, proceed to the next round! all i really wanna' achieve NOW is to be happy - and what will make me like that is to achieve my goal academically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought i was supposed to end my weekend as solemn as i can possibly have done it , but my expected ending wasn't like avril lavigne's song - HAPPY ENDING! i ended up having a father-daughter argument. stupid as i have been, i wasn't able to control my feelings. i cried a lot and with that, i was reprimanded too bad. (was it really my fault if my tears fell down my face? don't i have the slot to cry to death because i'm hurt?hmm..no comment!) my father was like scolding me for not giving much time to my younger brothers in teaching them stuffs and instead spare it to "i'm-not-sure-what-he-referred-to". but if i'm not mistaken, if i was on his same wavelength - i know what he was thinking, and that was what really made me upset. grrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in all things i do, my family is my top priority. i do such things because i know that it's gotta be for the betterment of my loved-ones. but as far as i can see and feel - it's not working for my papa. he doesn't know how to appreciate me. i thought i would get use to it. poor me, i wasn't and i wouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really don't wanna' be deprived with what i want. i used to be deprived before when i was 18 and i don't want it to happen to me now especially when it comes to the only one who's now a big part of my life. why can't he just give me without frustrations, the time for me to enjoy life as his twenty-yearl-old girl? why can't he understand that i still want to have that life on my own? IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pressure.pressure.pressure. i have a friend who told me to not think too much about tomorrow. face what's now! yes. i love her for saying that to me. i just remembered my boyfriend saying that as well for a millionth time. well, i will probably. i'll try coz i know it's good for me. goodbye wrinkles, that's gonna' be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish i could say, i can't feel the pressure no more. how i wish i would wake up everyday without a chaotic mind on my head. how i wish paramore's pressure song wouldn't sing that line for me. i wish that i'll end up happy so i could jive with avril's happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-7415990366642093193?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/BpG60Faak1w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/BpG60Faak1w/i-can-feel-pressure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-can-feel-pressure.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-5504926599043321069</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-08T10:34:58.877-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>on your birthday</title><description>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SCMHzM7RbwI/AAAAAAAAADw/loQSw6psR1M/s1600-h/504015830_aa83668dc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198006971140239106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="187" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SCMHzM7RbwI/AAAAAAAAADw/loQSw6psR1M/s320/504015830_aa83668dc8.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. . happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that your birthday is still tomorrow, but i just want to make my pre-birthday gift shall i say - now.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it that you're now 21. that just means that you've already celebrated your birthday with me like - hmm, let me think - twice now. watta! lol&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to let you know how greatful i am to have you in my life. you've been such a thoughtful partner, loving person, sweet boyfriend, patient boo, lawful husband?hehe - not yet! i'm really happy when i'm with you. i love you with all my hypothalamus!haha . .&lt;br /&gt;serious mode:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm wishing you good health, peace of mind, success in life - may you become what you dream in the future, that's ENGINEER/BUSINESSMAN/BEBE FOREVER!lol&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll be more responsible now especially in managing your time and may you improve your study habits - "lisod bia fourth year ana ka".wishing you all the best in life bebe.always remember that i'm always here for you no matter what. i'll do my part to keep our vows for each other.i know a lot of things may still happen between us . .and i promise to be strong just like you.i love you so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198013778663403282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SCMN_c7RbxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/p-V5iyotVAo/s320/SP_A0488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;now on your special day, i want you to enjoy as you say goodbye to your teenage life!bwahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want you to have is happiness bebe..and i'll do everything i could just to fulfill what i want you to have. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget to thank God for all the graces He bestowed upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much . .again , ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-5504926599043321069?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/2q-Wr0T3-dg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/2q-Wr0T3-dg/on-your-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SCMHzM7RbwI/AAAAAAAAADw/loQSw6psR1M/s72-c/504015830_aa83668dc8.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-your-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-182061056298817928</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 06:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-08T04:46:17.481-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tag</category><title>ki karin Jikutokurukuruku</title><description>just got tagged twice now . . . whew! JAPANESE names . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the instructions, add your name on the list and simply spell out your name using the given Japanese letter- translations below. Tag six of your friends and inform them of the tag. Have fun.TRANSLATION:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - ka -----G - ji -----M - rin -----S - ari----- Y - fu&lt;br /&gt;B - tu -----H - ri -----N - to ------T - chi -----Z - zi&lt;br /&gt;C - mi----- I - ki -----O - mo -----U - do&lt;br /&gt;D - te----- J - zu -----P - no ------V - ru&lt;br /&gt;E - ku-----K - me ----Q - ke ------W - mei&lt;br /&gt;F - lu-----L - ta ------R - shi ------X - na&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************&lt;br /&gt;1. OSWALD - moarimeikatate (sounds like american and states har....har...har...)2. JUNELLE - zudotokutataku (Thank God I’m a Filipino! sounds like sadako. nyay! hehehe)3. &lt;a href="http://www.simplyjackie.com/"&gt;JACQUELINE&lt;/a&gt; - zukamikedokutakitoku (Ayay!! Unsaman ni perti mang taasa..wa ko kasabot nyahahaha)4. &lt;a href="http://lirastafford.com/"&gt;LIRA LUZ&lt;/a&gt; - takishika taduzi ( sounds like a title of an anime show) it's cute!5. &lt;a href="http://www.supernovachron.com/"&gt;NOVA JOY&lt;/a&gt; - tomoruka zumofu [nakakaluka, ano bang sounds ito? parang ang bantot naman...]&lt;br /&gt;1. OSWALD - moarimeikatate (sounds like american and states har....har...har...)2. JUNELLE - zudotokutataku (Thank God I’m a Filipino! sounds like sadako. nyay! hehehe)3. JACQUELINE - zukamikedokutakitoku (Ayay!! Unsaman ni perti mang taasa..wa ko kasabot nyahahaha)4. LERMA - takushirinka (I’ll use this name if I’m in Japan!)5. BREGIE -tushikujikiku (Wah....ang sagwa hehehehe)6. SHENG - AriRiKuToJi (forget it! LOL!!!)7. LYNN - TaFuToTo (Hahaha! It sounds like... Are we thinking the same thing? Hahaha!)8. &lt;a href="http://www.supernovachron.com/"&gt;NOVA JOY&lt;/a&gt; - tomoruka zumofu [nakakaluka, ano bang sounds ito? parang ang bantot naman...]&lt;br /&gt;1. OSWALD - moarimeikatate (sounds like american and states har....har...har...)2. JUNELLE - zudotokutataku (Thank God I’m a Filipino! sounds like sadako. nyay! hehehe)3. JACQUELINE - zukamikedokutakitoku (Ayay!! Unsaman ni perti mang taasa..wa ko kasabot nyahahaha)4. LERMA - takushirinka ( I’ll use this name if I’m in Japan!)5. ELLAINE- Kutatakakitoku (Hala! Nagkalisod ko ug litok ani! Naunsa!)6. &lt;a href="http://www.supernovachron.com/"&gt;NOVA JOY&lt;/a&gt; - tomoruka zumofu [nakakaluka, ano bang sounds ito? parang ang bantot naman...]7. Ester -kuarichikushi (ngeeee!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8. AGNES - Kajitokuari (uhmm... ok na lng. hahah!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/"&gt;GEN&lt;/a&gt; - Jikutokurukuruku (is this my japanese name?hehe.. so hilarious! but well, that's my name! can't do anything..hehe..thank God i was told to use geneveve..hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;::: tagging now shimumsy, texas sweetie, mc halord, honeylet, sheila, simmic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-182061056298817928?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/LXJ8Z62_Y9E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/LXJ8Z62_Y9E/just-got-tagged-twice-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-got-tagged-twice-now.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-3457154460913682410</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 08:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-07T05:31:10.736-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie</category><title>little manhattan</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SCFtSOyYepI/AAAAAAAAADY/A5ihRZjDTO0/s1600-h/lilman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197555604936751762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SCFtSOyYepI/AAAAAAAAADY/A5ihRZjDTO0/s320/lilman.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'twas early this morning that i viewed once more one of the sweetest movies i've ever seen. that just made me wore a big smile on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't wanna' discuss what i saw since i know that most of the people out there knew about this since from the start that it was released on theaters (who wouldn't know it's story? - it's a WOW!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;upon seeing it, i realized how nice it is to be living like them, like at their age. you may not know everything about the realities of the world but i take that as positive. i mean . . that's just so cool . . on that stage, we're still open to learn a lot of new ideas, feelings, and everything! we might have problems but that's just minute kind of troubles for sure . . and when we love, all we care is our feelings . . we have all the time to play, play and just play . . just enjoying being a kiddo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not like this on where i am now . . i can really feel the pressure life is pressing on me. as much as i want to just chill, relax, become happy-go-lucky, not to take everything seriously so not to be stressed . .but i just have to, my future depends on what i'm doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoa! life's just like this . . we have to move on, on and on and on . . grow mature, more mature, and more and more . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if you wanna' have a break and want to watch a movie, make little manhattan one of your choices. . enjoy the moment of being young though just at heart!hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-3457154460913682410?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/hblokwowvpI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/hblokwowvpI/little-manhattan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SCFtSOyYepI/AAAAAAAAADY/A5ihRZjDTO0/s72-c/lilman.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-manhattan.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-3923811492708484170</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 09:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-07T05:31:44.414-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friend</category><title>one of my greatest treasures</title><description>it's really a human nature to belong. thus, it's not a surprise that every person in this whole wide world needs a support system like their families, partners, friends, et cetera. but let me just focus on one of the greatest treasures i have - MI AMIGOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wandering this so-called life for twenty long years. i've met a lot of people at home, in the institutions i've been, on the southern part of the country, in other continents, like everywhere. yes, they are my friends - hmmm.wait, let me say it again. they are actually my acquaintances. there's a big difference between them. so who are my friends? what are friends? how can we say that they are our friends? let me answer the questions by telling you my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way back when i was sixth grader, i have two best buddies. we had this diary before divided in three parts for us to write on everyday about anything. that was just so funny! and everytime we had much time, we gathered in our secret hide out and just talked and laughed about everything that came to our childish thoughts. but the bonding we had just changed when we reached our high school years. one of my two best buds just popped out, gone our way, and went out with another group but that was okay. it was her choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with me was my other besty. yes, our old girl friend was a big lost for us but not that long she was replaced by another one. a triarchic friendship bloomed again. it was a guy who completed our list. everything went smoothly as it was at first but i don't know. change really is what's constant in this world. well anyway, maybe things just happened for a reason, we both oftentimes had a conflict. he would just suddenly got pissed off with me, and me without knowing the reason why. i even asked my besty about the new recruit if something was wrong with me or was it my fault or was he just like that or did he truly want me to be his friend? questions like those. so it was like an on-and-off friendship for me with the newly-found-friend but not for my besty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our hs grad, we had to part ways with each other in matters of distance but i'm sure not for me and my besty - to lose communication - don't know with the other friend. . lol . :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had new set of friends when i was in college. we were so cool together for two years and when i quit the course, it was like the end of our friendship. that easy huh?! no it wasn't. i tried to contact them but maybe we were just too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooops, before i fail to mention. i had this childhood friend, actually she's my father's goddaughter who was with me since we were toddlers i think until college. but when she got committed with this guy who happened to be the brother of my ex, we lose connection! but we really had fun together. i've learned a lot from her. she was like a sister to me. but that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . and also, i have cousins turned out-to-be/more considered as friends, and my sister's friend's sister who became a friend who were with me since my adolescence. lol . got a lot of pals!hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, where was I? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i have two new girlfriends found in the new school i'm in . . we're getting along with each other quite well. we're okay. we're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what were my questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one: who are my friends?&lt;br /&gt;two:what are friends?&lt;br /&gt;three:how can we say that they are our friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't care if those i considered my bestfriends today do the same thing with me, it doesn't matter at all. let me answer the 2nd question first, followed by the third, and of course finally number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are the persons whom i consider as true not only to me but to themselves too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://216.109.125.130/search/cache?ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;p=what+is+a+friend&amp;amp;fr=slv8-&amp;amp;u=www.lc.org/dayofpurity/friend.pdf&amp;amp;w=friend&amp;amp;d=fmi0RjWxQoKF&amp;amp;icp=1&amp;amp;.intl=us"&gt;Who your friends are can make adrastic impact on your life. Your friends can have both a positive and negative influence on the choices you make.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we say that they are our friends if they show how important you are. it's not necessary that we share problems and all but who is always there for you. you can feel the presence of a friend eventhough he/she is not physically around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...this is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can't give definitions, expectations, and all other informations bout friends . .&lt;br /&gt;all i know that those who would left you in just a snap of a finger, who doesn't value you at all, is not a friend indeeD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are my friends?hehe . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my friends are aware who they are.. i always let them feel that they are my greatest treasures in life, that they are my best buddies and i don't want to lose anyone of them. i just hope that they wouldn't leave me just that easy just like what my "used-to-be friends" have done to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks pals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-3923811492708484170?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/jv0mCLdarY4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/jv0mCLdarY4/one-of-my-greatest-treasures.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-my-greatest-treasures.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-4218146131389193948</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-07T05:32:11.431-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">academics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">school</category><title>just got my MG</title><description>after been sleeping for just about 3-4 hours (since i finished my APA formatted project for my major class early this morning), i immediately stood from the bed to fix myself and be ready for my classes. good thing i have an instant noodle with me that could save me from starving. just got no mama and papa to prepare food for me before going to school (they went as early as possible to the doctor's office for my father's check-up, he'd been dizzy for days now because of his hypertension). i feeeeel sooooooooooooo restless! hmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, but my adrenaline soared high to its maximum level when i received my midterm grade in one of my major subjects. wow! guess what's my remark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got 1.6 from her (known terror teacher) . . just so glad to have that. . it gave me an assurance 75% sure that i'll pass!hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-4218146131389193948?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/qs5OGkieC70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/qs5OGkieC70/just-got-my-mg.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-got-my-mg.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-4472371695849312095</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 14:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-07T05:32:47.211-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">health</category><title>ill.ill.ill</title><description>i had been disturbed these past few days with my pharyngitis, i hate it! good thing my prayer was answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting better now and i just hope it would finally be gonE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't work straight if still i got this pain with me. i can't eat much too and drink my fave h20.hmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my voice.. i miss talking to everyone every second.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heal this completely please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-4472371695849312095?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/9DviokqSWh8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/9DviokqSWh8/illillill.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/illillill.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134639544865428910.post-15509283522561395</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 08:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-07T05:33:28.165-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">places</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beatiful spots</category><title>vote for the new7wonders</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7K3uyYekI/AAAAAAAAACw/xYr19_r20Rg/s1600-h/sSs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196814078833097282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7K3uyYekI/AAAAAAAAACw/xYr19_r20Rg/s400/sSs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just heard this last night as i watched an informative talk show in gma network that the new7wonders foundation calls on all citizens of the world to support its campaigns to express aim of undertaking documentation and conservation works of monuments worldwide under the motto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://new7wonders.com/"&gt;"OUR HERITAGE IS OUR FUTURE"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what really surprised me with the good news, 3 of the beautiful spots in our own country, Philippines are nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among the three is . . TUBBATAHA REEF in PALAWAN &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(left picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tubbatahareef.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click here for more pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tubbataha is a reef ecosystem made up of two atolls located in the middle of the Sulu Sea. It is a sanctuary for marine life. The reefs lie on the Cagayan Ridge, a line of extinct underwater volcanoes which starts from the north at the Sultana Shoal and it ends in the south at the San Miguel Islands. It is located 92 nautical miles southeast of Puerto Princesa City, Palawan and 80 nautical miles southwest of Cagayancillo, the municipality that exercises political jurisdiction over it. It was proclaimed as a National Marine Park on August 11, 1988 and inscribed as a UNESCO World Heritage in 1993, in recognition of its outstanding universal value in terms of marine life species diversity and richness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tubbataha lies on the Cagayan Ridge in the middle of the Sulu Sea. It is situated 92 nautical miles southeast of Puerto Princesa City, Palawan and 80 nautical miles southwest of Cagayancillo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://tubbatahareef.org/index/?id=3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TUBBATAHA REEF's official website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;. . . next is CHOCOLATE HILLS in BOHOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196813550552119858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="298" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7KY-yYejI/AAAAAAAAACo/5OD-Nt_KcFs/s320/dafasd.bmp" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;The world-renowned cone-shaped Chocolate Hills is Nature's expression of beauty, mystery and romance. Spread over the municipalities of Carmen, Sagbayan and Batuan, the Chocolate Hills is the province's signature attraction. It consists of approximately 1,268 hay cock hills with heights ranging from 40 to 120 meters. Formed centuries ago by tidal movements, the hills are considered as a National Geologic Movement. During the summers, the dome-shaped grass covered limestone hills dry up and turn brown, transforming the area into seemingly endless rows of chocolate "kisses" Two of the highest hills have been developed and provided with facilities such as a restaurant, hostel and view deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Hills dot the plains of Carmen, Batuan and Sagbayan. There are at least 1,776 uniform hills that leave visitors no wonder how they came to be. One could view and even count the hills its 210 feet above the ground view deck, Climbing the 214 steps of the view deck to the top is a rewarding exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bohol-island.com/boholtourism/attractions-choco.htm"&gt;BOHOL TOURISM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and to complete the list! . . again from PALAWAN , ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PUERTO PRINCESA SUBTERENNEAN RIVER NATIONAL PARK&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7OL-yYelI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qx64Ho9hJ44/s1600-h/Subterranean%2520River%2520National%2520Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196817725260331602" style="WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="191" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7OL-yYelI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qx64Ho9hJ44/s320/Subterranean%2520River%2520National%2520Park.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7OqeyYemI/AAAAAAAAADA/eNbGpvyyUwk/s1600-h/Thumb290x218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196818249246341730" style="WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7OqeyYemI/AAAAAAAAADA/eNbGpvyyUwk/s320/Thumb290x218.jpg" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The area is located in the Saint Paul Mountain Range on the northern coast of Palawan Province. St Paul Bay bound the territory of the national park to the north and the Babuyan River to the east. It situated in some 80 kilometers (km) Northwest from the centre of the City of Puerto Princesa, the capital of Palawan Province. National Park is accessible from Puerto Princesa by road and boat, via Baheli 10° 10'N, 118° 55'E. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.eoearth.org/article/Puerto-Princesa_Subterranean_River_National_Park,_Philippines"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE ENCYCLOPEDIA OF EARTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;don't you think it's amazing? GO PHILIPPINES! lol . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;let's support our nominees. cast our votes now and make sure to vote sa SARILING ATIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just log on to &lt;a href="http://www.new7wonders.com/"&gt;http://www.new7wonders.com/&lt;/a&gt;, and be part of a new change . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134639544865428910-15509283522561395?l=enerokatorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~4/7TTjOBDzSSw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/assuageThisMuckety-muck/~3/7TTjOBDzSSw/vote-for-new7wonders.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (gen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TXIqI9tkPUc/SB7K3uyYekI/AAAAAAAAACw/xYr19_r20Rg/s72-c/sSs.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://enerokatorse.blogspot.com/2008/05/vote-for-new7wonders.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

