<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Bonbonito Emotero</title><description>MY life, my story, my dreams, my destiny.</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</managingEditor><pubDate>Fri, 6 Sep 2024 00:26:05 GMT</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>MY life, my story, my dreams, my destiny.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>Back Pain</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-pain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 02:15:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-1406290194245818933</guid><description>It has been months since I last updated myself with what's happening in my daily life. I feel sorry for myself that I have to drop out from my graduate studies due to so many problems that I have to shoulder. I'm feeling depress about being jack of all trades. People would say that I should be happy. Not having a specialty is not what I'm sad about, its being the person who knows a lot more than </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Aftermath: Miki&amp;#39;s party</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2009/07/aftermath-miki-party.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 15:26:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-4350571873037067284</guid><description>Because of working at day and having my masters at night, I had no choice but to keep my camera. Yep! My camera is in hibernation inside its box for how many months now. Photos that needs retouch is still needing retouch. I have still have many photos to edit. Sigh... It's lonely.After attending Miki's party (a very fun lady) and meeting those of her friends (beautiful people) gave me strength to</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Shoot? Shoot!</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2009/03/shoot-shoot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 13:18:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-6639610207939956901</guid><description>Oh my? Oh my!  Almost 2 months ko ng hindi ginagamit ang camera ko. I don't know if I still have the eye. I'm calling for a photoshoot on March 20, 2009 (Friday), 2:00PM. Shoot will take place in my place. I need two (2) male models and one (1) female. Preferably fit and who can do their own fierce make-up but I want to have an amateur make-up artist in this shoot for a special touch. This shoot </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>21 people and a toothache</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2009/03/21-people-and-toothache.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 04:40:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-5460414546601943086</guid><description> Tom will be my 21st birthday and I have a f@*king toothache killing me. I wanted to have a party at the beach with fire and drums but the errands and tasks I have to finish before the summer vacation was out of my expectations. Maybe I'll just celebrate my birthday with someone watching a horror movie. Hmm... I listed names of people I gained something like wisdom, knowledge, or valuable </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Wellness vs. Business</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2009/02/wellness-vs-business.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 4 Feb 2009 17:11:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-8046585149688502599</guid><description>Well, after three months of waiting for my money that is supposed to be spent already, finally, few bucks went in. Wooooh!!! I actually spent some already on my nails and movies. hihi. Hindi pa ako natutulog beacause I cannot, I ate cookies and marshmallows and iced tea after finishing a dreamcatcher, while watching television. I found myself bummed then I thought of my cash. How am I going to </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Pamilya</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2009/01/pamilya.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 07:05:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-216242103805814384</guid><description>Bakit ganun, pamilya ko ang pinakamamahal ko sa mundo. Mas mahal ko sila kesa sa mga kaibigan ko, boyfriend ko, sa bansa, sa environment. Actually mas mahal ko sila kesa sa sarili ko at sa Dyos, bakit hindi nila nakikita?  Siguro dahil iba ako, hind nila ako kilala. Kailangan ko ba magpakilala sa pamilya ko? Bakit parang hindi nila ako naiintindihan? Bakit ibang tao ang nakakaalam kung ano </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>I&amp;#39;m a registered professional teacher. Eat that!!! Wahaha!!!</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-registered-professional-teacher-eat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 16:15:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-3497055020507759724</guid><description>I'm not yet really sure about this but my classmates woke me up with their text messages of congratulations because I passd the board exam. I texted few to verify if my name is really included there because the text messages might just be group messages, (huhu. wawa naman ako.) Then Alexz replied and said that all of 4Ed1 passed the exam. Weepeee!!! I am now waiting for PRC to print the result on</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Life is hard enough, it don&amp;#39;t have to be in bed too</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-hard-enough-it-don-have-to-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 16:22:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-6068480210724946058</guid><description>Lately(again) have been very stressful to me. I tend to feel sleepy after two days. Right! I sleep every after two days and now I'm sick and I'm having a hard time sleeping. Well few days ago, Paul and I had a fight about me not doing well in the relationship, while fighting my high school friends are waiting for me, and in the end we found a way to finish a problem. We finished fighting in the </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Southeast ge&amp;#39;away!</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/10/southeast-ge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sun, 5 Oct 2008 14:18:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-3683444057682407698</guid><description>Kakatapos ko lang mag-ayos ng mga gamit ko sa lougage na hiniram ko kay Mujang. After few hours, my aunts and I will leave the country and head to Singapore, Indonesia and Malaysia. Its a four days tour. Ang money ko na ipangbibili ko ng DSLR e hindi ko akalaing mapupunta dito. ='( If I have the option to choose between those contries and the DSLR that I was dreaming about, I would rather have </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Celeberate The AMBUSH Difference!</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/07/celeberate-ambush-difference.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 14:38:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-5038938057840271512</guid><description>   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>to leave or not to leave?</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-leave-or-not-to-leave.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 13:20:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-5284588636214835064</guid><description>Before slumber, Tita Ching (now that she resides in my home) and I often meet on the top of our house to puff sticks of blue cigars and talk. This time, sya lang matutulog because I have to finish a computer job.  We talked about leaving the country to find work abroud. I opened to her that I'm not comfortable leaving the country and Paul, my boyfriend. Yea, I trust Paul but do I trust myself? I </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Emotionally disturbed aspiring Dad.</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/05/emotionally-disturbed-aspiring-dad.html</link><category>Dreams</category><category>Escapades</category><category>Family</category><category>Friends</category><category>Love</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 18:54:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-4000700425538393023</guid><description>This is one of my few long blog entries.Few days ago I was very emotionally depressed and I don't know why. (siguro addict ako?) I tried to focus myself to one aspect of my life, my lovelife. I thought the guy could brighten me up but he didn't. Instead of building a relationship with him, I made him go away. I was very gloomy and down. I wasn't able to sleep that Monday night. 12:00MN, I decided</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu0tpbVI1DmsedTwPQDxkFBDsrIph2XxV7MXEM0k52tUpZrd6fBdMvOO8GkPGkFWI-PN58hOouYorOHpCthWlk9WeBtSdCImlugiGLamcguIPBaPsrFWeyuecevKP1-3RHSAbAQA/s72-c/Image(568).jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>A year long no relationship</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/05/year-long-no-relationship.html</link><category>Love</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 06:03:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-4110916729794674314</guid><description>Yan ang katibayan na isang taon na akong single dahil iginuhit ko yan sa aking malaking salamin nung dinala ko sa bahay ang huli kong katipan. Lol. Kadire b? haha. nililinis ko naman ang salamin ko pero yung part na yan, hindi. kasi tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, parang may thought box sa taas na nagsasabing "I'm in love". Lol. korni no? Pero ewan! hindi ko rin alm kung bakit hindi ko binubura </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Gift ko kay Mama for Mothers Day</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/05/gift-ko-kay-mama-for-mothers-day.html</link><category>Artworks</category><category>Family</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 13:47:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-3629986455583267715</guid><description>(click nyo yung may hyperlink para makita nyo yung picture ng gift ko)I made a card for my mama and 3D sya. Pop-up kasi and collage yung cover. I printed photos and glued it on a cardboard then I piled them up to make a collage then I added some flowers. On those flowers, you'll see the word, "mama!"At first, I wanted the card to be all white except my message but the card got dirty so I colored </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Gay Swimmer Misses Swimming</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/05/gay-swimmer-misses-swimming.html</link><category>Friends</category><category>School</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Tue, 6 May 2008 08:34:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-5495885914939975426</guid><description>Takte ako yun! haha. Hindi naman to social suicide no? sa picture, ako yung nasa extreme right. Xempre, kulang ang team sa picture. Pasaway iba e.After watching Manay Po 2, I felt something strange and I don't know why. Up to now, hindi ko pa rin alam kung ano yun but certainly it's about the part when Jiro Mano entered the swimming team. Before, playing in waters is my hobby but now, thanks to </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Teacher Mila(Milla)</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/04/teacher-milamilla.html</link><category>Dreams</category><category>School</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 05:46:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-847790863785185190</guid><description>Some of my friends call me teacher Mila because I'm the one who they thought has the devotion to teaching. haha. I miss my gay friends kahit pa lagi kami nagkikita-kita.What about this entry? I'm begining to fall down again. All I can say is that, I need to earn for my second degree. I need a job which have good compensation and would help me gain my education on MMA. I need to buy gadgets pa. I </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>A sudden getaway</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/03/sudden-getaway.html</link><category>Escapades</category><category>Friends</category><category>Love</category><category>Vacation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 00:56:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-8476337903777619367</guid><description>Ok. Biglaan to, as in. Nabadtrip lang kasi ako kay Jepoy kung bakit hindi sya makasama sa Puerto Galera kung hindi ako sasama e wala naman kasi sa plano ko na pumunta dun kasi kapos ako sa budget. Nagaway pa kami ni Jepoy kasi ang dami kong tanong tungkol sa mga eksena nyang ganun at hindi naman nya ako sinasagot. Nagdramahan kaming dalawa at ito ang huling salita naming dalawa..Jepoy: Bonn, </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>I am such a party pooper</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-such-party-pooper.html</link><category>Escapades</category><category>Family</category><category>Friends</category><category>Party</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 05:36:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-2019592602923424918</guid><description>Saturday 6pm I was suppose to meet Irving and Jeh at SM Centerpoint. Irving asked me to design a gown for his cousin. 5:30 I told him that I can't make it at 6pm and we'll just meet at the batcave at 8pm. My friends were expecting me at 8:30 but I came late. I cried before going to Mujang's. I was able to arrive almost 11pm na. for these past few weeks they always see me upset so they gave me a </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>All this time he's in misery</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-this-time-hes-in-misery.html</link><category>Family</category><category>Friends</category><category>Party</category><category>School</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 10:10:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-3446730130455891210</guid><description>Wala pang isang oras nawalan na ako ng pagasa. Kanina pa dapat ako nasa Batcave and nagpapparty. My friends gave me a surprise party and M still here in front of my pc crying. HIndi ko na kaya preasure sakin. Kung suicidal lang ako two weeks ago pa ako patay. People will cry at hindi ako. Ako na umiiyak ngayon dahil hindi magawa ang inuutos gawin ng ibang tao at ng puso ko. Hindi ko na kaya. Naka</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The Happy Go Unlucky of the day</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-go-unlucky-of-day.html</link><category>Business</category><category>Friends</category><category>Party</category><category>School</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 09:07:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-2431758651035648701</guid><description>Last night was our Baccalaureate mass and it was fun. Kakatapos lang ng birthday ko and seeing the UST's fireworks display for the firstime bago manlang ako umalis sa aking unang unibersidad na pinagaralan is the greatest gift I had recieve so far. Para akong mahuhulugan ng malalaking bola, stars, planets, hearts, flowers and etc. while my batchmates try to reach them out in the air. Sumakit nga </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Good Night. Haay...</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-night-haay.html</link><category>Love</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sun, 2 Mar 2008 12:53:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-7510722673384814190</guid><description>Finally, I was home. After my dad opened the gate and doors for me, I went straight to my room. when I turned on the light, the arrangement of the room brought back a memory. Btw  I rearranged my things again because someone said that the arrangement of my bed facing my 6 feet tall mirror is bad luck and I'm experiencing some unfortunate events lately. So there I was, on my bed with the lights </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My Top 10 Misfortune as of feb 2008</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-top-10-misfortune-as-of-feb-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 12:56:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-5291267519134330896</guid><description>I really hate what's happening to my life now. I'm having series of unfortunate events. I thought I would be lucky this year but now I'm experiencing hell.1. My last day in P. Gomez Elementary School was last Thursday, Feb 21. Mrs. Abrilla, my critic teacher, gave tons of work load and papers to finish like what she always do. 5:45 AM, I should be in school already then 11:30 AM, the class is </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Will you take me out of this lenses</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/01/will-you-take-me-out-of-this-lenses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 18:24:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-1652955744335658780</guid><description>Will you take me out of this lensesI don't want who I am seeingMyself is in the gloom of this frameTrapped within the corners of this dyingI can't move to your hands nor touch youWe're in distance of everythingClueless is killing meMy mouth is open but I can't speakWords inside is incomplete and weakSo will you take me out of this lensesMove, walk towards meMake me runMake me feel youMake me.. </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><title>Am I worth of another peso?</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/01/am-i-worth-of-another-peso.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 16:37:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-1932858579401602349</guid><description>Hindi ko na alm ang gusto ko mangyari samin or dapat ba meron. Hindi ko rin alm kung meron din syang nais maganap. I asked him out for the weekend pero hindi sya pwede dahil 18th birthday ng kanyang sister. So I thought, that's a nice reason for him not to go out with me. Then I asked how he and his sister doing for I know they're not in good terms, hindi na sya nag reply. ganun sya lagi. ay </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>transformation for positivity</title><link>http://bonbonito.blogspot.com/2008/01/transformation-for-positivity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonbon'ito)</author><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 16:38:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7994827.post-4613941229779815207</guid><description>These past few days, I havn't noticed, I've been losing my esteem. Lots of bad things happened and I have so many burdens and worries that I don't even know if I shoud still bother. 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