<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:03:52.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my greenery...</title><subtitle type='html'>hi there! call me jebb or jaypee! this is where i'll be transforming my cerebrum's contents into concrete and hopefully substantial writing materials. see and hear my views on things present in this world. add to that - my emo moments, dreams in life, and rants about what transpires in my day to day existence on this planet. if you want to say something or if there are any corrections on what i wrote, feel free to tag.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3771841316461748316</id><published>2009-07-05T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:08:17.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"dtraap dai tee mee rak yom mee wang"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;finds solace on aex's thoughts on the intricacies of life, love, and friendship. "dtraap dai tee mee rak yom mee wang"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and so there goes my first ever shout-out on facebook. haven't been joining the bandwagon for quite sometime now. thought i'd give it a shot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;btw, bangkok is still on top of my head. i missed the whole thing. hongkong/macau was great! picturesque at that. but bangkok, though humble, was charming! i wanna go back there sometime in december. *crosses fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;here are some loved photos from my own siam gallery. lol. just wanted to share... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHuXm7PdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1RROVqQHNnI/s1600-h/P1010154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHuXm7PdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1RROVqQHNnI/s200/P1010154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999556368711122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(that's me on our way to central world from siam paragon. it's the 3rd biggest mall in the world - the biggest one in SE asia - according to some researching i did. it's quite similar to gateway though it has 8 floors. fyi: moa is ranked 4th overall.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHnvTa1mI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qlokwKS97zk/s1600-h/P1010103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHnvTa1mI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qlokwKS97zk/s200/P1010103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999442470262370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(that's the same spot where ying and tong watched mew during christmas eve concert in LOS. lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHnc65OPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UZb0dzRe9Yg/s1600-h/IMG-3674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHnc65OPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UZb0dzRe9Yg/s200/IMG-3674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999437535557874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(in front of siam discovery. another mall. we didn't think of coming inside as we didn't have much time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHm5UoR_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Ii_0P28RVFI/s1600-h/IMG-3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHm5UoR_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Ii_0P28RVFI/s200/IMG-3666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999427979823090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(the oh-so-famous footbridge connecting siam square to siam center/discovery area.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHmrrd53I/AAAAAAAAAZY/8YCBNwlMeok/s1600-h/IMG-3648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHmrrd53I/AAAAAAAAAZY/8YCBNwlMeok/s200/IMG-3648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999424317515634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(starbucks siam square! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;parang nasa malate lang ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHmnjTIJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/59bEKauB99g/s1600-h/IMG-3541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHmnjTIJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/59bEKauB99g/s200/IMG-3541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999423209513106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(in siam square. the setting of the movie LOS. it's a popular place among young people in bangkok. they say students and yuppies hang-out here after study or work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;parang cubao lang din ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHW4tE2yI/AAAAAAAAAZI/jqUmYzbpEpo/s1600-h/IMG-3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHW4tE2yI/AAAAAAAAAZI/jqUmYzbpEpo/s200/IMG-3510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999152936016674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(central world! love it! posing with some statue on one of its entrances.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWkhnWoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/0NcOMsM9Dag/s1600-h/IMG-3416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWkhnWoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/0NcOMsM9Dag/s200/IMG-3416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999147519236738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(siam paragon's fountains with the bts skytrain at the back. "the pride of bangkok" as its tagline says is somewhat similar to our shangri-la. uhm. i should say we've got better malls here. promise.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWTfGj_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/00dEyXwM6Gs/s1600-h/IMG-3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWTfGj_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/00dEyXwM6Gs/s200/IMG-3328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999142945296370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(chatuchak park! right before we went to its famous weekend market.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWKo2n_I/AAAAAAAAAYw/SL1vqickRsk/s1600-h/IMG-2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWKo2n_I/AAAAAAAAAYw/SL1vqickRsk/s200/IMG-2530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999140570275826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(mbk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;parang sm yata nila 'to.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWKK_quI/AAAAAAAAAYo/z5lxfUZk0vI/s1600-h/IMG-2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHWKK_quI/AAAAAAAAAYo/z5lxfUZk0vI/s200/IMG-2493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999140445039330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(siam center area. this is the location of august band's christmas eve concert in the movie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8559022001148688146-3771841316461748316?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3771841316461748316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3771841316461748316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3771841316461748316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3771841316461748316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/dtraap-dai-tee-mee-rak-yom-mee-wang.html' title='&quot;dtraap dai tee mee rak yom mee wang&quot;'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SlDHuXm7PdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1RROVqQHNnI/s72-c/P1010154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-350804671851856359</id><published>2009-06-28T04:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T05:14:24.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk Thai</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let’s talk Thai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ok… So I don’t know how and where to start. I promised myself that I would be sharing my first Thai experience to people whom I’m in contact with online. And that includes flooding their Multiply inboxes with gazillions of photos I took! But that’s just the least I could do. I figured writing was a more effective medium of letting people know what it is about Thailand that got me so hooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ok… This one’s gonna be long. So bear with me please! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style=" mso-fareast-mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I really couldn’t decipher where this fascination of mine about anything Thai started. Of course I’ve heard about this country way back in elementary but that was it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdUERY3mbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IzsDLjCm2QU/s200/tata-young-temperature-rising.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352339114517043634" /&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Came high school… Someone named Tata Young showed up on the scene with her effort to conquer the international world of music armored by her nice set of legs and Mariah-ish image. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdUlmJGWMI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ee72Z5XJBnE/s200/Bangkok+Haunted.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352339687023728834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Years after, a movie cal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;led “Bangkok Haunted” joined t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ague of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;numerous Japanese horror flicks making their way on Philippine movie scene. Again, none of these prompted me to even dare to ask what it is one can see there. Then came 2007. A friend of mine went to Thailand and had “the time of his life” (as he narrated it). And so I started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;googling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To my surprise, I enjoyed what I saw! Loads of sites showed its beautiful beaches, magnificent temples, sumptuous food, never-ending shopping haunts, booming entertainment scene, and everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdVJXVDfCI/AAAAAAAAAYA/z99wz63SJsM/s200/533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352340301522631714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One night, a link to a popular Thai movie called “The Love of Siam” popped up as I was surfing. Suddenly I remembered this was the same movie that same friend asked me to see a year ago as he said this was extraordinarily good! But when I asked him what it was about, I just replied with my usual “if I have the time”. Anyway, I was surprised the whole movie was on YouTube. And man! Dang! I was moved after I watched it. I never thought 3-hour movies (with Titanic as the exception) could sustain my attention nowadays. Everything about it was excellent! Ok… So now I’m ranting! Just watch it if you have time people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdW_V9JlAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FuvvsgCPIeA/s200/IMG-3529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352342328378496002" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, going back, such was this movie’s impact on me that when some friends asked me to go to Thailand, I readily gave a “yes”. Lol. I said I wanted to sit idly and eat much in Siam Square. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So fast-forward… Three weeks after the trip, I still couldn’t get Thai off m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;y system. Everything about it still lingers inside me! And swear to God, I bet people around me are irritated everytime I utter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Eh kase sa Thailand…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Balik tayo dun!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;statements! There’s just too much really I’ve embraced with my heart about Thailand and its culture! The people are so friendly. They truly charm the world with their smile. I missed doing the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; wai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, which was their way of showing respect to others specially to elders. It’s somehow similar to our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mano po. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One more thing was their use of “kha/p” at the end of every statement, which can be likened to our “po, opo”. Discipline wise though, I think they’re way over us. I was shocked to see people line up when going inside the train and witness drivers following every traffic rule there is – lanes are followed and not too much horning! Maybe this has something to do with their form of government. I was told their King (Bhumibol) and Queen (Sirikit) were given the highest respects. Kids in the early years were already taught this basic societal obligation. What’s more interesting to note was that not any foreign group colonized Thailand. Dang! What!? We were under the Spaniards, Japanese, Americans and God knows who else for eras of our existence! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdW_sj33dI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0OhNyXCwN3o/s200/IMG-3947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352342334446493138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This may be the reason why their culture is still much preserved – the magnificent temples and their way of writing. Thai characters are so cute! They appear like mushrooms to me but I enjoyed seeing them as they remind me I’m really on Thailand soil! Hahaha. And man, when you’re there, you would see every sort of mushroom there is in every corner! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdW_1AEtyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yYjEcLhp_8w/s200/IMG-2647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352342336712259362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I also had the best time when we went to Phuket. Leo’s “The Beach” was there right before my very eyes! It was a surreal feeling! Then I realized we were so much alike as tourist locations. Phuket, Krabi, Koh Samui = Boracay, Bohol, Palawan! Chiang Mai = Baguio! The major difference may be lies on the fact that we’re so island people! I mean, 7, 107 islands make each group of people in most areas speak and maybe react differently to certain issues. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdW_wg_XHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uGee9gbHsZI/s200/IMG-3354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352342335508143218" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, shopping is a must-do in Thailand! It’s more convenient as compared to other countries since 1 peso is somehow equivalent to 1 baht. So no need to convert that much! Items in the markets specially clothes were so stylish not to mention affordable! I enjoyed Chatuchak and Platinum Fashion Mall! As a matter of fact, clothes that I buy from Trinoma have this “Made in Thailand” on their tags. So even if I’m here, I still breathe Thailand. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There’s more to share but my hands are so tired already so I’ll shut up now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&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/8559022001148688146-350804671851856359?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/350804671851856359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=350804671851856359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/350804671851856359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/350804671851856359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-talk-thai.html' title='Let&apos;s talk Thai'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkdUERY3mbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IzsDLjCm2QU/s72-c/tata-young-temperature-rising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-6905498362353259127</id><published>2009-06-27T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:45:36.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am i back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkYv43gZP7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/VlcTOq1VphI/s1600-h/DSC04880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkYv43gZP7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/VlcTOq1VphI/s200/DSC04880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017861195415474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;omg! i just learned i wasn't writing anything for this site the past two months or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gosh! and so i promise to be back. really! i'm still putting some thoughts on track regarding some recent travels i had the past month. i hope i could make some sensible and honest entry about my thai experience. haha. it was "something" really! sort of huge for me. it was my first trip abroad for Christ's sake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ok... so, i don't know what else to say. i badly missed this opportunity to have my brain muscles stretched a bit not on some routine "patient was able to" OT stuff but on something more interesting, dynamic, and vibrant like ranting about the jeepney driver who asked for an unfair .50 cents extra on my fare this morning or the face of the beggar i saw at the side of the road before i went home. lol. am i making sense here people? or just talking shit? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;basta! --&gt; it's been a while since i uttered this! hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'll be back with a bang! just watch and see!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-6905498362353259127?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6905498362353259127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=6905498362353259127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6905498362353259127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6905498362353259127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-back.html' title='am i back?'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SkYv43gZP7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/VlcTOq1VphI/s72-c/DSC04880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8631063689843535006</id><published>2009-03-02T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:46:37.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life inventory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Sav8vpr51uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qaA1RQN0Ubc/s1600-h/DSC04121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Sav8vpr51uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qaA1RQN0Ubc/s200/DSC04121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308614481360312034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;The past week had been a rollercoaster ride of emotions and has since given me chills. A good friend of mine has some serious problem at hand. This one’s got me off the hook. I’m shocked and bothered I keep on asking myself where my saturation point at being a good friend lies. I mean, I don’t even know if I am one anymore. Am I doing enough? Should I stop already? Oh gosh. Btw, just two days after that, an appalling thing happened! We were mugged! I mean, not really the proper term I guess, but some desperate parasites entered our pad. It turned out the three maggots got in around 3am while we were sleeping. They sneaked in through the terrace, climbing over the gate like some spider monkey excited to get some Yamashita-like treasure inside our humble abode. Oh please… It was a good thing though, we thought, that we were so deeply dreaming that we didn’t notice them ‘cause who knows what might have happened if we weren’t?! They might have hurt or did the worst thing to us or something! Geeez! Fuck them! Thank God that my things were safe. Packed them inside some bags the night before as compared to Chard’s which were displayed all over the room. His gadgets (laptop, ipod, and cellphone) were taken. *sigh. So yeah, thank you Lord so much! I owe you another one. This thing made me realize even more how to look at things. Material stuffs, no matter how expensive and hard-earned they are, could be taken away from you any minute. Not that I don’t know this beforehand, of course, but something of this magnitude hits you hard it appears more real! So I cleared some things off my closet. I thought of giving some items, which no longer look good on me, to my nephews. Hehe... I hope they’d be happy about it. Uhm… I’ll promise to be more generous and sharing this time around. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What else to post? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yeah… I’m starting to see the sun once more. After living under precarious shadows for some time, now I’m feeling some propitious warmth again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* Take care of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-8631063689843535006?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8631063689843535006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8631063689843535006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8631063689843535006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8631063689843535006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-inventory.html' title='life inventory'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Sav8vpr51uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qaA1RQN0Ubc/s72-c/DSC04121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5873155047090737720</id><published>2009-02-26T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:09:33.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward to the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SaaBS3wLOQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QDekNmj4h8g/s1600-h/west_beach_setting_sun-755494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SaaBS3wLOQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QDekNmj4h8g/s200/west_beach_setting_sun-755494.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307071372106348802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I never in a million years ever thought that you’d still be there despite moments of crashing down and crappy misfortunes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You always stood by me through tough times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Remember when you told me that if anything went wrong with Plan A, I’d always have you as B. Uhm… Thought you were just bluffing. How could you say that! Someone like you deserves someone more than me! You are to me a sweet reverie that only visits my head once in a while. Lollerz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yet time and time and again, you proved to be my pillar of strength - unwavering - making its way in every heartache and drama this past year of my life has given me. Never mused that Plan B’s could be so staunch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I thank God for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I won’t demand that you’d stay. That would be repulsive and selfish of me. Let’s just see what happens. But as always, thank you for brightening up my sky every time clouds of desperation shatters it… for guiding me through interminable tunnels of darkness… for shielding me from gushy cascade of rain... and for always giving your time every moment life throws colossal exploits at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thank you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You are my sun! You are my summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* I’m so looking forward to this summer. Can we do it again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-5873155047090737720?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5873155047090737720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5873155047090737720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5873155047090737720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5873155047090737720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/looking-forward-to-sun.html' title='looking forward to the sun'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SaaBS3wLOQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QDekNmj4h8g/s72-c/west_beach_setting_sun-755494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8372275698434952022</id><published>2009-02-25T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:15:54.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck on that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SaVbHztkheI/AAAAAAAAAXI/iiJEq_xsqF4/s1600-h/emoticon-time-bomb-3-thumb1838934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SaVbHztkheI/AAAAAAAAAXI/iiJEq_xsqF4/s200/emoticon-time-bomb-3-thumb1838934.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306747925624554978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This blog has been stagnant for the past months – months, which I thought, were filled with celestially happy moments but turned out to be the opposite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, I never learn. Owel. What hurts the most was how some minute act of honesty, must’ve slipped out of someone’s head. Haaaay. Friends wouldn’t in millennia go through eras of pretension – trying to make up stories using other people’s names just to clear themselves. How inhuman! If that’s your idea of friendship, then you with hell’s consent deserve each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I could not swallow and digest how you could enjoy watching other people do your dirty laundry. Gosh! And oh my goodness! How pathetic of you to master the art of treachery just to make me not go in the city we all dreamt of. Concerned or vile? Owel. “Karma” was included in the English dictionary for some reasons, which I know you will realize on your own someday. I’ll go wherever I want to go. Good luck on that! Hahaha. Btw, yeah! This is me keeping secrets, still ticking, patient to carry some nuisance bomb for your sake. Haven’t you realized that yet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All I know is… it’s done. Over. You masochistic, malicious, insecure imbecile! Hope you’re happy with what you did! Go to freakin’ Pennsylvania and get married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All I know is… I have a life to live. One that’s devoted to mingle and meet new people and not to be spent with some insentient dreary laptop on my bed. Nuff said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-8372275698434952022?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8372275698434952022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8372275698434952022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8372275698434952022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8372275698434952022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-luck-on-that.html' title='good luck on that!'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SaVbHztkheI/AAAAAAAAAXI/iiJEq_xsqF4/s72-c/emoticon-time-bomb-3-thumb1838934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-199250207744309594</id><published>2008-08-29T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:34:19.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLjLd1-cWZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EW2WIKQUzn8/s1600-h/fly_away_85.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240161880011200914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLjLd1-cWZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EW2WIKQUzn8/s200/fly_away_85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe this is what's best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's getting harder each day pretending not to get affected by your cold heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the embers are scattered everywhere and the chill is fastly settling in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;now i found the strength to break away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;to peserve my sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'ma take my chance and pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;fly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;into the wind.&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/8559022001148688146-199250207744309594?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/199250207744309594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=199250207744309594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/199250207744309594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/199250207744309594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/wind.html' title='the wind'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLjLd1-cWZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EW2WIKQUzn8/s72-c/fly_away_85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8800970666451139130</id><published>2008-08-29T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:44:18.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish you well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLf6s04kmaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/FCtrR4E162k/s1600-h/eye-crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239932339485972898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLf6s04kmaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/FCtrR4E162k/s200/eye-crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;magulo ang buhay ko ngayon. masaya. malungkot. ewan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;kung pwede lang mawala ang lahat ng 'to sa isang iyakan, ginawa ko na! pero hinde naman ganun eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hope this will be over soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;tama na... nakakapagod na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;kaya alis na lang ako... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;isipin mo na lang yung dating mga moments na di pa komplikado ang mga bagay-bagay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yung hinde pa ganito... nakakabinging katahimikan. pataasan ng pride. walang pansinan. plastikan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish you well though... really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/8559022001148688146-8800970666451139130?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8800970666451139130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8800970666451139130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8800970666451139130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8800970666451139130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wish-you-well.html' title='i wish you well'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLf6s04kmaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/FCtrR4E162k/s72-c/eye-crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-6528770225405532842</id><published>2008-08-24T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:41:17.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to post?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLZyqNp-QeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tEqCVGsoZx8/s1600-h/chimpanzee_thinking_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239501286037930466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLZyqNp-QeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tEqCVGsoZx8/s200/chimpanzee_thinking_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uhm… what to post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized it’s been a while since my last post. A lot have happened during my hiatus, so to speak. Haha. I’m now renting a place here in QC with college friend Richard. It’s not that rubbish and noisy just like the old one. Lol. I really like the neighbourhood. It’s near Trinoma! Yihiy! Not to mention it’s flood free when the heavens decide to pour down its mighty rain! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been through some emo moments again over the past week. It’s not anyone’s fault, really – it’s just me. I’ve come to realize that I tend to complicate things and dramatize events most of the time. Thanks to Karol, a very close friend of mine, who said that to me bluntly. It’s amazing how he knows when exactly to shut me up and when to let me own the spotlight. Haha. J thanks Karol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh… I forgot! Was supposed to have an anniversary celebration of my blog! Hehe. Just a run down of the things I posted over the year. But I guess I was busy the past month because of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay… and oh yeah! Still don’t have a net connection at home. Buti pa si Mike meron! Haha. Kainggit! So I’m typing this now (9:39pm on the clock), but I don’t know when I’ll have the time to post it. Uhm… there! Non-sense! Can’t forget Mike’s comment that this blog is non-sense! Yabang! Kinda sleepy already! Nyt! J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-6528770225405532842?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6528770225405532842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=6528770225405532842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6528770225405532842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6528770225405532842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-to-post.html' title='what to post?'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SLZyqNp-QeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tEqCVGsoZx8/s72-c/chimpanzee_thinking_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-6290379869198831148</id><published>2008-06-04T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:22:54.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>falling star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEbAJHzYejI/AAAAAAAAAPE/m56X8gKmq8E/s1600-h/night%20sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208061282046474802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEbAJHzYejI/AAAAAAAAAPE/m56X8gKmq8E/s200/night%2520sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every night I pretend I talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Gaze at the sky and look at its brightest star&lt;br /&gt;Tell stories of how I wish you are mine – here with me shining vividly,&lt;br /&gt;Illuminating every darkened path that precedes me&lt;br /&gt;But all I could do is admire you from afar&lt;br /&gt;Be content with the small light and thrill you convey&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming that one day you’d descend&lt;br /&gt;Like a hustling falling star – bursting to touch the ground with its potent light and calescence&lt;br /&gt;And land on something that it has, as well, stared for so long&lt;br /&gt;Then endlessly tell each other stories of how they were once miles apart&lt;br /&gt;Before one tick of courage made nature determined they’d share one life together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-6290379869198831148?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6290379869198831148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=6290379869198831148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6290379869198831148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6290379869198831148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/falling-star.html' title='falling star'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEbAJHzYejI/AAAAAAAAAPE/m56X8gKmq8E/s72-c/night%2520sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-757893343587705101</id><published>2008-06-03T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:09:35.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unbridled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEUd7XzYeiI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JqXnH-uZrpQ/s1600-h/thumb-400784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207601449962863138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEUd7XzYeiI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JqXnH-uZrpQ/s200/thumb-400784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You walked in and for a moment I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;You were your usual “I don’t give a damn” self&lt;br /&gt;A little quiet, ignoring the rest, snobbish – in your element, I should say.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everybody got some time to talk, except for me and you.&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to drop what I felt that instance,&lt;br /&gt;But you turned around and asked: “£%^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;(*%*()*^%^?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And there i replied with giggles inside.&lt;br /&gt;That was merely a quarter of a minute, yet it stayed with me this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now that this whole time had passed,&lt;br /&gt;I still haven’t told you I’ve come to love you thiiiiis much!&lt;br /&gt;But things are holding me back…&lt;br /&gt;You’re always making me feel unimportant&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been doing these little things to make you notice that there is a “me”&lt;br /&gt;But all my efforts go nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Are you with him already?&lt;br /&gt;There is never a day that I don’t hear his name from you.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it bugs me. But what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;You two have been inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;What you have are years, while ours is something that only lives in my fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;Surely, I would agree you look good together – more than us.&lt;br /&gt;You even mentioned once that you wouldn’t move on without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now that the moment has come to set you beyond the horizon,&lt;br /&gt;Please, at least, listen to these simple thoughts… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you so much that it kills me every second you walk through my mind…&lt;br /&gt;So if, for the tiniest chance, you’d want me…&lt;br /&gt;I’m just here. Still hopeful. Just tell me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-757893343587705101?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/757893343587705101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=757893343587705101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/757893343587705101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/757893343587705101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/unbridled.html' title='unbridled'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEUd7XzYeiI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JqXnH-uZrpQ/s72-c/thumb-400784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1865118621267725853</id><published>2008-06-01T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:12:03.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>single</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnFnzYeeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/C4C11F-1-8E/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206907834219395554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnFnzYeeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/C4C11F-1-8E/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;omg. i've been out a lot lately. these are some of the pix from last saturday's thing (kalye juan and dolce). what prompted me to write some stuff here about this was regie's forwarded text this noon. although there was pun intended in it, it still hit me. it went something like &lt;em&gt;masaya daw maging single - pwede lumabas at uminom parati, etc... pero pag tapos na lahat ang kasiyahan, masaya pa kaya? pag mag-isa ka nang umuwi&lt;/em&gt;. haaay... guilty. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnGXzYefI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PiGyWrV_BXQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206907847104297458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnGXzYefI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PiGyWrV_BXQ/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, we ate dinner at kalye juan. the view was cool. haha. it was a tiring day at the clinic so we were kinda quiet while eating. plus, some unknown thing was going on. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnGXzYegI/AAAAAAAAAOs/v_ZGkLcjNKw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206907847104297474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnGXzYegI/AAAAAAAAAOs/v_ZGkLcjNKw/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;special thanks to ma as usual! we paid nothing for the entrance and the drinks. stayed at the VIP section pa. haha. and so much thanks to regie for accompanying me to dolce. i won't ever, ever forget this one. i owe you big time. i enjoyed so much! fun! fun! fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnGnzYehI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hls9pqUwn8M/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206907851399264786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnGnzYehI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hls9pqUwn8M/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... and then it dawned on me! these two people are leaving soon. ma in july while regie in a few months. &lt;em&gt;wala lang...&lt;/em&gt; i'm sad. i'll miss them. haha. i'm not really good with handling goodbyes, i must confess. haaay...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i'ma enjoy my time with you while you guys are still here. haha. &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/8559022001148688146-1865118621267725853?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1865118621267725853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1865118621267725853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1865118621267725853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1865118621267725853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/single.html' title='single'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SEKnFnzYeeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/C4C11F-1-8E/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8565662275481960927</id><published>2008-05-28T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:42:25.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"When I first saw you I was afraid to talk to you. When I first talked to you, I was afraid to like you. When I liked you, I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you &lt;em&gt;(thiiiiiiiiiis much)&lt;/em&gt; I'm afraid to lose you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- some cute emo stuff I read somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-8565662275481960927?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8565662275481960927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8565662275481960927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8565662275481960927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8565662275481960927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8089702989838965551</id><published>2008-05-26T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T03:36:11.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SDrTIXzYedI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tNPsFczPTOE/s1600-h/fallingstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204704460161972690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SDrTIXzYedI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tNPsFczPTOE/s200/fallingstar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling vulnerable again. I never thought I'd love you thiiiiiis much! Here i am for the nth time trying to cling to some microscopic possible trace of hope that this time would be different. Why would you do things that'd make me go &lt;em&gt;wooooh&lt;/em&gt; but then just leave me hanging on some dead space?! Stop giving me false hopes. If you'll hurt me, have some decency to do it now. Please don't take advantage on the fact that I am so not in my elements when I'm around you. Seeing you rejoicing over your indifference towards me cuts and tears my heart apart. So if you'll go away (like all the others did), do it now. I know it'll hurt but I'm pretty sure I'll get used to it. I'm quite a religious fan of heartaches anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uhm. I still wish that you'd be my "falling star" though.&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/8559022001148688146-8089702989838965551?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8089702989838965551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8089702989838965551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8089702989838965551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8089702989838965551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/wish.html' title='wish'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SDrTIXzYedI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tNPsFczPTOE/s72-c/fallingstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3821561232774868914</id><published>2008-05-02T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:15:14.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy at 38</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SBs5BIBF_CI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Z5b-wDLUw6g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195809286596721698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SBs5BIBF_CI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Z5b-wDLUw6g/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;came across these mariah photos on the net. wala lang. sexy at 38 years? why not!? haha. faye texted minutes after saying that she got married to a certain nick cannon who is 11 years her junior. wow! don't know yet if it's true. oh well... anu namang akin dun!? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SBs5BoBF_DI/AAAAAAAAAOM/j7CDmpqo5h8/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195809295186656306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SBs5BoBF_DI/AAAAAAAAAOM/j7CDmpqo5h8/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bought her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; e=mc2 cd pla the day it was released here. was at the mall at 10am - true to uber loyal fan stature! haha. it was in a site earlier that she went gold here after only 8 days. wow! that's 15, 000 copies sold! so ibig sabihin madame siyang fans dito? haha. anyway, her latest studio album is cool! a lot of thuggy ballads in the tradition of "we belong together". haha. the only thing i noticed though is that most of the songs (10/14 to be exact) from the album could be singles. really... there are a lot of nice tracks here compared to "the emancipation of mimi" though not all are superb - they're just right! the 10-million selling "emancipation" album offered really good singles but also gave quite a lot of mediocre tracks. that i think, is one major difference of the two albums. my current favorites on the new one are "cruise control" (where she does reggae-ish r&amp;amp;b with damian marley), "side effects"  (where she talks  vividly about her nightmare with ex-husband tommy mottola), and "i stay in love" (a cool thuggy love song). waaaay to go! elvis done! now go beat the beatles! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-3821561232774868914?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3821561232774868914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3821561232774868914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3821561232774868914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3821561232774868914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/sexy-at-38.html' title='sexy at 38'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SBs5BIBF_CI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Z5b-wDLUw6g/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5342797477564004085</id><published>2008-04-23T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T06:15:14.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SA8xZ4BF_BI/AAAAAAAAAN8/B36VnG8m18k/s1600-h/DSC03271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192423215984933906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SA8xZ4BF_BI/AAAAAAAAAN8/B36VnG8m18k/s200/DSC03271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SA8vzIBF_AI/AAAAAAAAAN0/db-DXqmuqRI/s1600-h/DSC03270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192421450753375234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SA8vzIBF_AI/AAAAAAAAAN0/db-DXqmuqRI/s200/DSC03270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been out of circulation on blogspot lately. didn't have that much vigor to share things here. oh well... apparently, there's not much emo stuff i'd rant about (since i usually blog only when i'm sad). haha. don't know if it's a good thing (for me) or not. haha. one more reason was my being too involved on converting my UP planner to a traditional journal - creative and artistic that is! haha. got it towards the end of march so i only had the chance to write daily starting on the "april area". and as you can see, the effort on giving my best to make it nice is obvious. i just hope it'd be like that til december. haha. how i wish there's this magic file converter that would turn actual journal writings into virtual ones. haha. as much as i want to put all the pages of "my diary" (haha. eew!) here, there're just areas i would rather keep secret. haha. oh well as if gazillions of people are viewing this page anyway. the last time a "view counter" was here, the number was about 1,500. not bad, ayt? it just got lost with the tag board and some other features when i tried to change this blog's skin. aaahhhh.... &lt;em&gt;sayang&lt;/em&gt;. by the way, i'm curious though if there are really and who those people are who spend minutes of their time to view this page. haha. at least i know two people. hahaha. uhm... what else to post!? &lt;thinks...&gt; oh yeah! i have  two cellphones as of the moment. i'm under smart postpaid  service right now (which i will be glued in for two years!!! argh!) people ask me the reason regarding this. they suspect a budding love life behind the sudden thought of switching cell number. haha. how i wish that was true! but really, i just miss friends at home - justy and lester, and the rest of the guys that were really close to me. oh well... i'm just not sure whether this was a right decision since it was another spur of the moment of mine! *sigh. anyway, those pictures on the journal were from some mini escapades i had this april. greenbelt and high street with childhood friends, housewarming party at nadine's and canyon woods outing both with clinicmates. i also mentioned about justy and mine's mini thing in rockwell with his classmate jonathan. so there! i told you i had nothing much to share! haha!!..!!         &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-5342797477564004085?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5342797477564004085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5342797477564004085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5342797477564004085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5342797477564004085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-basics.html' title='back to basics'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/SA8xZ4BF_BI/AAAAAAAAAN8/B36VnG8m18k/s72-c/DSC03271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2028572939517197542</id><published>2008-03-24T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T07:10:23.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R-e0mv6QUiI/AAAAAAAAANM/pR3I-Acf_Ug/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181308474101879330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R-e0mv6QUiI/AAAAAAAAANM/pR3I-Acf_Ug/s200/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R-e0nP6QUjI/AAAAAAAAANU/ycTPSnoIOwY/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181308482691813938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R-e0nP6QUjI/AAAAAAAAANU/ycTPSnoIOwY/s200/DSC00560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R-e0nf6QUkI/AAAAAAAAANc/HTiHXdCgxyw/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181308486986781250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R-e0nf6QUkI/AAAAAAAAANc/HTiHXdCgxyw/s200/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All my troubles seemed so far away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now it looks as though they're here to stay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a shadow hanging over me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, yesterday came suddenly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love was such an easy game to play, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I need a place to hide away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;syesha's rendition of this song on IDOL has this aftermath on me. hers was a deeply melancholic yet heartfelt and moving one that it almost left me to tears. lol. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, seeing justy and lester was like seeing myself during my high school years. yeah, makes me realize how time quickly passed. once i was this carefree (careless even) teenager, and now i am this person i am right now. whaaa! i may write a thousand words here but i'm pretty sure they won't compensate this feeling of yearning to experience for just a moment and go back in the nick of time to those years filled with mixed emotions and life-enriching events. haha. i miss that life. (can't believe i'm writing this. lol.) it was undeniably a period in my life that had this huge part on who and what i am. *sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeah... YESTERDAY... *hum.&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/8559022001148688146-2028572939517197542?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2028572939517197542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2028572939517197542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2028572939517197542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2028572939517197542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R-e0mv6QUiI/AAAAAAAAANM/pR3I-Acf_Ug/s72-c/DSC00557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2307071787276204080</id><published>2008-03-16T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T05:17:16.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i partee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PYkQFmCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GZuBsKSmw4E/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178312061268367394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PYkQFmCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GZuBsKSmw4E/s200/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PY0QFmDI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mItjmUNi4Ig/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178312065563334706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PY0QFmDI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mItjmUNi4Ig/s200/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PZEQFmEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AU88EvcN0Mc/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178312069858302018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PZEQFmEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AU88EvcN0Mc/s200/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PZkQFmFI/AAAAAAAAANE/5_S6dcIIkZI/s1600-h/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178312078448236626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PZkQFmFI/AAAAAAAAANE/5_S6dcIIkZI/s200/DSC00522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i had fun last saturday night! wuhoo! my friend em got us on ascend's guest list. how cool is that!? second time there, this time we were with mark. nice! just when i thought nothing special would happen on my birthday! haha. thanks em! i owe you bigtime! smiles  to mark for the company as well. &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/8559022001148688146-2307071787276204080?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2307071787276204080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2307071787276204080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2307071787276204080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2307071787276204080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-partee.html' title='i partee'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R90PYkQFmCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GZuBsKSmw4E/s72-c/DSC00517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1556408132755323796</id><published>2008-03-13T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:38:21.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9k6zUQFmBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/9v4mq7uSYLQ/s1600-h/cloudy_sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177233899923019794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9k6zUQFmBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/9v4mq7uSYLQ/s200/cloudy_sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's my birthday tomorrow and i'm not even sure if i feel like celebrating. last year was just an ordinary day (as always). i don't even know if i would still cling to the minute hope that making wishes and blowing candles could bring me to get the things that i wanted. sad. yeah. not to mention the fact that i don't really know what to want anymore. &lt;em&gt;hope,&lt;/em&gt; is one word, that i'm afraid would vanish from my system pretty soon. when everything you had hoped and prayed for wasn't noticed, you succumb to this feeling of being trapped inside something so massive you don't have full knowledge of and which you could hardly overcome. you want to get to the other side of the world you are locked in yet you are already numb to even attempt hoping. wanting to see what lies beyond bugs you but it alone can't get you there. sad to say, you're stuck. you can't move. it's hard to breathe. so what you do? you just close your eyes and let the events take their course since they say "everything happens for a reason". you end up being helpless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;for whatever making wishes is worth, i just &lt;em&gt;wish &lt;/em&gt;that my heart would still find place for something called &lt;em&gt;hope&lt;/em&gt;. and in this birthday, i &lt;em&gt;hope &lt;/em&gt;that's gonna happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-1556408132755323796?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1556408132755323796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1556408132755323796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1556408132755323796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1556408132755323796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/hope.html' title='hope'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9k6zUQFmBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/9v4mq7uSYLQ/s72-c/cloudy_sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2864209551747316307</id><published>2008-03-11T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T09:52:54.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9aQ_EQFmAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0ExkEvXbW90/s1600-h/fp-goddip-girl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176484234856339458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9aQ_EQFmAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0ExkEvXbW90/s200/fp-goddip-girl7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo. haha. gossip girl here. lol. uhm.. let's talk about the show... it's been a while since i got hooked on something which i thought was flaming hot in a lot of ways. you see... people may talk about tv shows and rate if it's a thumb's up or not based on various points. we may look at it in an old-school kind of way - plot, characterization, scriptwriting, etc... or in a "poppish" high school manner - how good-looking the actors and actresses were, how each pair looked amazing, and so on. this show, i should say, (and this is just my opinion by the way), surprisingly bonded these two elements together and came up with a pop yet substantial thing that we now see on tv (or dvds at least). the characters represent different struggles and conflicts present in each of us - whether they be about love, friendship, following dreams, or relationships in general. it doesn't hurt though that these "struggling" individuals are so damn good-looking! lol. (see the pictures for yourselves!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9aPS0QFl_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/bWTAd8g4sks/s1600-h/gossip-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176482375135500274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9aPS0QFl_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/bWTAd8g4sks/s200/gossip-girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so if you're that traditional type who'd want some analysis on the different aspects making up a multimedia art, focus on the details. as for us (just kiddin'), feast on these pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9aO3UQFl-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/44rIHg1Sx7s/s1600-h/gossip_girl_09-19-07_6c75m2t.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176481902689097698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9aO3UQFl-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/44rIHg1Sx7s/s200/gossip_girl_09-19-07_6c75m2t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/8559022001148688146-2864209551747316307?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2864209551747316307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2864209551747316307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2864209551747316307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2864209551747316307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/gossip-girl.html' title='gossip girl'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9aQ_EQFmAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0ExkEvXbW90/s72-c/fp-goddip-girl7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-6510154742479474349</id><published>2008-03-09T05:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T09:53:47.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>make it happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9PibEQFl9I/AAAAAAAAAME/eUYN8ydnjMM/s1600-h/jkn0215l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175729351404394450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9PibEQFl9I/AAAAAAAAAME/eUYN8ydnjMM/s200/jkn0215l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know life can be so tough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you feel like giving up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But you must be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Baby just hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You'll never find the answers if you throw your life away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I used to feel the way you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Still I have to keep going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Never knowing if I could take it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I would make it through the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I held on to my faith I struggled and I prayed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now I've finally found my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you believe in yourself enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And know what you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're gonna make it happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you get down on your Knees at night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And pray to the lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He's gonna make it happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*inspiring lyrics, ayt? i just love this song! so bad it's kinda hard to live up to these words... *pray... &lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-6510154742479474349?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6510154742479474349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=6510154742479474349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6510154742479474349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6510154742479474349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/make-it-happen.html' title='make it happen'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R9PibEQFl9I/AAAAAAAAAME/eUYN8ydnjMM/s72-c/jkn0215l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5096853993514652891</id><published>2008-03-03T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:41:24.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finding ne-yo (*huwoo.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8wSFWUtByI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3rNWdLnVbJc/s1600-h/neyo-mobos2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173529955042920226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8wSFWUtByI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3rNWdLnVbJc/s200/neyo-mobos2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and so i got the chance to see ne-yo live last saturday. he was indeed amazing! he sounded just as great live. how i wish i have that same talent! haha. i must say he was the artist who sort of re-introduced r&amp;amp;b to my jive back when i occupied myself with listening to emo music. "because of you" was the song which made me appreciate the soul there was in this genre. anyway, lemme take you first a couple of years ago. heard about him sometime in 2005. college housemate jane was so into "so sick" that she kinda made the whole house listen to it. i thought it was a good song - nice jive, but just ok. for me, it was merely one of those songs played on the radio - nothing extraordinary. but when i heard " because of you" (someone i knew (arts) was playing it in his page), i was like "omg. this is superb! where the heck did he get this beat? and this saccharine humming (*huwoo) at the beginning and towards the end of the song?" this is a knock-out! lol. no other song sound as sweet, inviting, and uber danceable as it yet have this cute love song lyrics. it's actually a "guilty pleasure" to some people including me. haha. (i'm so strung out on you, can barely move, but i like it... and it's all BECAUSE OF YOU... *hums.) i have yet to ask people who wouldn't feel like dancing when the first beats of the song with ne-yo's "huwoo" humming starts playing. you know of someone? tell me.&lt;br /&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/8559022001148688146-5096853993514652891?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5096853993514652891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5096853993514652891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5096853993514652891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5096853993514652891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/finding-ne-yo-huwoo.html' title='finding ne-yo (*huwoo.)'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8wSFWUtByI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3rNWdLnVbJc/s72-c/neyo-mobos2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3190042694008618688</id><published>2008-02-28T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:11:42.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can we chill?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm so excited to saturday's neyo! yeah! i'll be watching on the second night since tickets to friday's barely available. was able to persuade precious and aien (workmates) to come along. yehey! hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just hope every single aspect of the whole experience will be fun and worth the anticipation! haha. ok! i'ma share more next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-3190042694008618688?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3190042694008618688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3190042694008618688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3190042694008618688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3190042694008618688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/can-we-chill.html' title='can we chill?'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2597674402718332698</id><published>2008-02-26T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T07:36:38.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been a while since i posted my "mongkee" face here.  so here's half a dozen for you to laugh  at. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8Qqi3wJ6CI/AAAAAAAAALU/WuUbg5y2xVc/s1600-h/1_686913914l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171305050698016802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8Qqi3wJ6CI/AAAAAAAAALU/WuUbg5y2xVc/s200/1_686913914l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i am pretty excited to friday's neyo concert. still don't have a ticket and somebody to go with me. err... gen invited me though but i'm not sure whether there's still enough seat for me that night.   was supposed to go there with em or nyc (&amp;amp; other housemates in college) but things haven't been clear yet. T_T   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplHwJ58I/AAAAAAAAAKk/dpHO8XL2v7E/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171303989841094594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplHwJ58I/AAAAAAAAAKk/dpHO8XL2v7E/s200/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*huwoo... that's neyo humming on "because of you". haha. got hooked for the longest time to his soothing voice. his was like one of the best today. got familiar with the song around june last year. someone i knew (arts) was playing it in his page.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplXwJ59I/AAAAAAAAAKs/NBslM1-DsgU/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171303994136061906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplXwJ59I/AAAAAAAAAKs/NBslM1-DsgU/s200/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what else to post... i am actually very sad right now (as if this feeling never left me). mommy was diagnosed with papillary carcinoma (thyroid cancer) after the biopsy to last week's thyroidectomy was done. T_T she needs prayers. so guys, please do...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplnwJ5-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/rmaKfGU3V8A/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171303998431029218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplnwJ5-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/rmaKfGU3V8A/s200/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uhm... my birthday is fast approaching! march na oh! haha. wala naman akong handa! sana may maghanda for me. or yung may mag-surprise. haha. feeler! sana maalala niya birthday ko! i  just hope this time it will be special and more memorable in a lot of ways. *wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplnwJ5_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/otr42y37Djs/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171303998431029234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8QplnwJ5_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/otr42y37Djs/s200/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; ngapla, sana maayos ko na mga dapat ayusin! new place, tax, credit card, etc... at sana matanggap na ko sa pcso. and start soon. i need more work and muneh! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8Qpl3wJ6AI/AAAAAAAAALE/Qug_Cktj8o8/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171304002725996546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8Qpl3wJ6AI/AAAAAAAAALE/Qug_Cktj8o8/s200/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;t.c.! God bless!&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/8559022001148688146-2597674402718332698?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2597674402718332698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2597674402718332698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2597674402718332698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2597674402718332698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-mode.html' title='random mode'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R8Qqi3wJ6CI/AAAAAAAAALU/WuUbg5y2xVc/s72-c/1_686913914l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5811419371323379308</id><published>2008-02-22T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:46:20.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R77bJXwJ52I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cBbAGlImgPo/s1600-h/rogers_praying-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169810376309204834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R77bJXwJ52I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cBbAGlImgPo/s320/rogers_praying-hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The past weeks have been gruesome. Starting 2008 proved to be an emotionally heart-wrenching game! I welcomed the year with never-ending uncertainty and doubt – as cyclic and eternal as that last digit! Lots of issues have been brought up which, I must admit, have played a colossal role in shaping my sanity nowadays. Asked a million times simple yet complicated words – “why?”, “again?”, and why me?” Uttered relentlessly phrases like “give me a break!”, “so what now?” Questions, which answers, I could not acquire kept on coming – forming this humungous pile – which I was afraid if swayed just a bit would take away the littlest hope faltering in my soul. Sure it is hard to be a fortress when deep inside of you is a crumbling spirit just as it is difficult for a building to stand tall when its foundation is shallow. I wanted to disappear – to free myself from whatever pain these things would afford me. Rebellion at some point was an escape – but I’m pretty sure we know just where that would lead us – to nothing. Hope I'll keep that myslef in mind. So what’s the point? Err… I’m getting there… lol. Just take a look at the picture above... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's true what that someone said: "Once you doubt, you drown." &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/8559022001148688146-5811419371323379308?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5811419371323379308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5811419371323379308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5811419371323379308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5811419371323379308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/hands.html' title='hands'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R77bJXwJ52I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cBbAGlImgPo/s72-c/rogers_praying-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-960512772970879542</id><published>2008-02-14T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:52:18.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E=MC²</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R7RjnHwJ50I/AAAAAAAAAJk/AsMzkJ-oRYw/s1600-h/DSC00295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166864196247873346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R7RjnHwJ50I/AAAAAAAAAJk/AsMzkJ-oRYw/s320/DSC00295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;God i'm so stressed out! good thing mariah's first single came out already. it breathes some life to my crappy shitty whatever you call this thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and yes, she does the math! mariah's new album goes out on tax day - april 15. billboard says it is the most highly anticipated album of the year. why should it not be? The Emancipation of Mimi became the biggest-selling album of 2005 selling over 10 million copies and spawned 2 No.1 hits (giving her 17 in all). click the link to listen to its first single (Touch My Body) - which debuted february 13 around 4am manila time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mariahcarey.com/e=mc2/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.mariahcarey.com/e=mc2/&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-960512772970879542?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/960512772970879542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=960512772970879542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/960512772970879542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/960512772970879542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/emc.html' title='E=MC²'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R7RjnHwJ50I/AAAAAAAAAJk/AsMzkJ-oRYw/s72-c/DSC00295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1574714247689632545</id><published>2008-02-05T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T07:03:10.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R6h50Lh45oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dBt2ajtlM90/s1600-h/-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163510910135363202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R6h50Lh45oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dBt2ajtlM90/s320/-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm really not in the mood to post nowadays. so i guess i'll just leave you with this cute grafix. reminds me that keeping some things short saves us from sarcastic comments like this! lol. t.c.!&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-1574714247689632545?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1574714247689632545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1574714247689632545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1574714247689632545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1574714247689632545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/crappy.html' title='crappy'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R6h50Lh45oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dBt2ajtlM90/s72-c/-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8074950879329295076</id><published>2008-01-20T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:47:16.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that chick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R5M-SeKeMcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r4PnaSrS9Ys/s1600-h/MARIAH_CAREY_THAT_CHICK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157534485324902850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R5M-SeKeMcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r4PnaSrS9Ys/s320/MARIAH_CAREY_THAT_CHICK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just have to put this here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mariah's new album tentatively entitled, "That Chick", drops april 1, 2008. the first single will hit airwaves january 29. reviews from selected VIPs who got the chance to hear it first are all positive. artists who worked with her in the album include T-Pain, Will.I.Am and Damian Marley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so there, really excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8559022001148688146-8074950879329295076?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8074950879329295076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8074950879329295076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8074950879329295076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8074950879329295076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/that-chick.html' title='that chick'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R5M-SeKeMcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r4PnaSrS9Ys/s72-c/MARIAH_CAREY_THAT_CHICK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3464777731000479092</id><published>2008-01-13T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:48:31.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how i wish i could make things easier for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you wouldn't let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh crap... this is so pathetic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;****: anu ba tlga habol mu saken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me: uhm... i think i like you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;****: aww... walang kagusto-gusto saken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me: akala mu lang yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;****: sasabihin ko na ha? err... i don't see us turning into something more than what we are right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;T_T *(nightmare)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ansakit. 'lam mu ba yun? haay... as if you would care.T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anu ba 'to. antagal na nito ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know i could never be him - your j**e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but could you at least give me a chance? *sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what am i doing? crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-3464777731000479092?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3464777731000479092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3464777731000479092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3464777731000479092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3464777731000479092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-am-i-doing.html' title='what am i doing?'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-4872655769315158944</id><published>2008-01-10T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T02:52:50.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP @ 100: Ang Galing Mo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4dd6eKeMaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_nbf_AMWDhA/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154191557659603362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4dd6eKeMaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_nbf_AMWDhA/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4dd6eKeMbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YS3RALWp2GE/s1600-h/SPM_A0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154191557659603378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4dd6eKeMbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YS3RALWp2GE/s320/SPM_A0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Narito kami’t nagpupugay sa unibersidad ng aming buhay…” *lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some lines from the theme song of UP’s centenary. The line “UP Ang Galing Mo”, which is one of the celebration’s popular slogans, capped it. The song is sure to linger not only in the ears, but more so in the hearts of those alumni who attended the kick-off ceremony, especially the younger ones (like me… lol), since both melody and lyrics were able to capture the attitude and the spirit that makes one a proud UP alumnus. It sounded pretty much like any OPM rock song heard on the radio (which was cool), but it was the words which surely made the alumni look back on those years of hard work and fun they had in the university. The opening event was held in front of the Quezon Hall. Two of the activities which I thought were cool were the showering of confetti and balloons from the helicopter which was hovering over the venue (while the program was about to start), and the daredevil stunts skydivers bearing emblems of the different UP campuses did up in the air. The latter specifically left me in amazement. Imagine watching them like tiny dots up in the sky later to see them come alive with their colourful parachutes landing in an area at the side of the University Avenue! Whew! Haha… Astig! Another thing other people did probably appreciate was the lighting and relay of 100 torches carried by prominent alumni and students (like Ryan Cayabyab and that 100 year-old alumnus who was an engineer) of the university around the Academic Oval. President Roman mentioned in her speech that the lighting of the torch was a symbolism of the university’s “desire for knowledge” – a principle in which the institution is highly built on. She further explained that the cauldron represents “Excellence, Service, and Leadership” – three things which the university has been an example of, and which it aims to instill in the lives of each of its students. The event was, without doubt, monumental for it recaptured UP’s glorious moments – most important probably, that one of taking its part in the country’s contemporary history by producing some of her best, productive, and outstanding citizens. Indeed, enough reasons for me to sing “UP Naming Mahal” with pride! &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/8559022001148688146-4872655769315158944?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4872655769315158944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=4872655769315158944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4872655769315158944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4872655769315158944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/up-100-ang-galing-mo.html' title='UP @ 100: Ang Galing Mo!'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4dd6eKeMaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_nbf_AMWDhA/s72-c/DSC00442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-285399827349945968</id><published>2008-01-07T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T06:41:12.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"could've beens" without UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4I4oeKeMWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nqt9aMMemlI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152743191608176994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4I4oeKeMWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nqt9aMMemlI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s the University of the Philippines’ kick-off party for its Centennial celebration tomorrow! I am pretty excited! Somebody posted a list of what would transpire during the event and I must admit it convinced me to consider attending it! Sent txt messages to everyone – asked them to accompany me. Quite a few responded with a “yes” (just a while ago) so I guess I’m now really set for it! Haha. I’ll be proud Isko this time around! Not that I’ve never been. Just that I wasn’t the typical one during college. Never attended rallies (tuition increase, cha-cha, etc…), ate just wherever most of the time (by this I mean in &lt;em&gt;carinderias&lt;/em&gt; – no one would accompany me), and the like. Name it – haven’t been there! When most students were clamouring about UP’s privatization, we were singing our hearts out in Rob’s videoke rooms and playing at its arcade. What!? That was more enjoyable for us! Lol. Maybe that was one thing. Should I blame this behavior on my having been to the Manila campus instead of the one in Diliman? Guess that’s pretty much valid. How on earth could you resist the lure of a mall located merely 10 meters away from where your college was? Get my point? Now tell me what would one do when he gets at least a 3-hour break from classes when movies like LOTR and Potter could be viewed a few steps away? Okay… I’m ranting. Rob gave us this sort of replacement for the whole Sunken Garden, Shopping or &lt;em&gt;Ikot&lt;/em&gt; experience! &lt;em&gt;Laban kayo?&lt;/em&gt; Haha. Just kidding… One thing that I’ve never told everyone though was my being grateful to have studied in UP. I am very thankful to God that my parents’ at most 8 thousand every semester got me to receive the best education in town! Imagine that! Truth is, I don’t know what could’ve happened to me did I not pass UPCAT! Seriously! Thank you UP! You saved my life, and saved my parents' ass from paying what could’ve been thousands for tuition! Lol. I’ma cheer for you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIBERSIDAD NG PILIPINAS! *cheers.&lt;br /&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/8559022001148688146-285399827349945968?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/285399827349945968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=285399827349945968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/285399827349945968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/285399827349945968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/couldve-beens-without-up.html' title='&quot;could&apos;ve beens&quot; without UP'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R4I4oeKeMWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nqt9aMMemlI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-6034581778069943186</id><published>2008-01-05T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:47:01.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-hYuKeMII/AAAAAAAAAGk/7FagHV6xuwg/s1600-h/1191675872_1191150484_smileys.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152013944816021634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-hYuKeMII/AAAAAAAAAGk/7FagHV6xuwg/s320/1191675872_1191150484_smileys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s thrilling to finally get a chance to see how you look like (even though just in a photo) after a long while. Has it been ten years already? Oh my gosh! Haha. For the longest time, my only image of you was when we were in high. Shet! &lt;em&gt;Ang corny ko!&lt;/em&gt; Loser! I’ma crush myself! Amp! &lt;em&gt;Tama na nga…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-6034581778069943186?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6034581778069943186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=6034581778069943186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6034581778069943186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6034581778069943186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/high.html' title='high'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-hYuKeMII/AAAAAAAAAGk/7FagHV6xuwg/s72-c/1191675872_1191150484_smileys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-4463364443925394806</id><published>2008-01-05T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:46:40.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-eZeKeMHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7GyCvD2Vb44/s1600-h/emo_kids_suck___by_c_t_supahfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152010659166040178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-eZeKeMHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7GyCvD2Vb44/s320/emo_kids_suck___by_c_t_supahfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“It’s hard to fall in love with someone whom you made your priority only to realize you are just an option.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- my friend Karol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;* intriguing cartoon right there, huh?! haha.&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/8559022001148688146-4463364443925394806?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4463364443925394806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=4463364443925394806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4463364443925394806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4463364443925394806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-eZeKeMHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7GyCvD2Vb44/s72-c/emo_kids_suck___by_c_t_supahfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2847211656814621819</id><published>2008-01-05T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T06:44:58.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seashore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-W_eKeMFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sY0CvPGR_Bg/s1600-h/seashore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152002515908046930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-W_eKeMFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sY0CvPGR_Bg/s320/seashore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories from a boy’s vulnerable teenage years seem to haunt him&lt;br /&gt;Images of a sunny outing on a seashore want to be recaptured in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Boys and girls enjoying the waters, some of them playing on the sand&lt;br /&gt;Balls flying to and fro, the sound of guitars and songs ruling the air&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seemed happy, ignoring the fact that it would soon fade later that day&lt;br /&gt;On one corner was this lost soul, unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;Reluctant to his classmates’ invitation to indulge on the fun there was&lt;br /&gt;He stood still&lt;br /&gt;Wondered if that someone he unyieldingly loves feels the same way as he does&lt;br /&gt;He stood some more&lt;br /&gt;Waited patiently&lt;br /&gt;Prayed to God a million times: “Please this time, Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only she knew how that moment almost tore and rip into pieces the minute remnants of his hanging spirit&lt;br /&gt;Would she at least for the smallest chances notice and approach him?&lt;br /&gt;Offer some time to talk? - To walk? – At least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years have gone by&lt;br /&gt;Yet every time he gets to pass by that seashore&lt;br /&gt;His eyes get teary&lt;br /&gt;His heart throbs in a unique rhythm as if specifically engineered for that scene&lt;br /&gt;And he couldn’t stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;Uttering to himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hope you did.” &lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-2847211656814621819?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2847211656814621819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2847211656814621819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2847211656814621819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2847211656814621819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/seashore.html' title='seashore'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-W_eKeMFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sY0CvPGR_Bg/s72-c/seashore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5529976625840059600</id><published>2008-01-04T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:45:56.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sa may tabing ilog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R34MCOKeMDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dHSyleczHYk/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151568256059715634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R34MCOKeMDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dHSyleczHYk/s320/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this was supposed to be a red/green party! kaso may mga pasaway! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;at baket hinde ako ang best dressed!? haha. peace marco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;taken during our barkada christmas partee pala december 25, 2007. this, for me, was the best shot taken. sayang. wala si rossan! siya kase kumuha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the place right there is overlooking a river. ilog na agad sa likod ng inuupuan naming yan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sayang madameng wla! haay... sana madame tayo next year.&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-5529976625840059600?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5529976625840059600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5529976625840059600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5529976625840059600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5529976625840059600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/sa-may-tabing-ilog.html' title='sa may tabing ilog'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R34MCOKeMDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dHSyleczHYk/s72-c/DSC00331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-7468338068984644614</id><published>2008-01-04T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:45:30.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deja vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R34JVuKeMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KVcxpm8z8yI/s1600-h/Calvin_and_Hobbes_comics_cartoons_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151565292532281378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R34JVuKeMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KVcxpm8z8yI/s320/Calvin_and_Hobbes_comics_cartoons_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s really quite surreal to find yourself in a position where something familiar which had happened to you in the past is again facing you. Déjà vu – whatever! Uhm… This one is quite but not entirely like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met these two boys a couple of months ago and I found myself amused at how time quickly passed – one moment I was this ambitious kid with idealistic dreams and plans for himself. Then suddenly, I become this struggling young adult in his never-ending quest for independence, love, and stability. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember some thoughts running through my 12-year old &lt;em&gt;immature&lt;/em&gt; brain when I was in 1st year high. As some of you may know, I studied high in the seminary. This “first time away from home” experience brought me some challenges and questions I never imagined myself facing and bothering me. First taste of reality - maybe… A lot of things had happened, which when I think of now, were quite too much for a vulnerable, lost, and lonely kid who thought himself of as a misfit, to handle - a kid who was trying everything just to be in a clique, desperate to feel some sense of belongingness, to be welcomed. Clearly, I was a sponge – absorbing anything which I thought was cool - imbibing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S HARD TO BE ON THE OUTSIDE. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if life quickly removed the innocence in me. I learned a bunch of things little ones shouldn’t be aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, I have no regrets even when things presented themselves earlier than they should have. These experiences armoured me with some valuable lessons - that of continuity in all things - with life, with dreams, and most importantly, with growing up. Though it was life’s bitter reality to endure the nightmares at first, it was however, those very same lessons that made it bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those boys, I’m just extremely thrilled to have met and talked with them. I saw in their eyes and smile the very fragile soul which made me taste what life was and grow up unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh life… &lt;em&gt;Parang kailan lang…&lt;/em&gt; *hums. Take care you two. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-7468338068984644614?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7468338068984644614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=7468338068984644614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7468338068984644614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7468338068984644614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/deja-vu.html' title='deja vu'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R34JVuKeMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KVcxpm8z8yI/s72-c/Calvin_and_Hobbes_comics_cartoons_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2672213973286578472</id><published>2007-12-20T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:45:00.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R2qHfOKeL_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/RzC23OUNsFI/s1600-h/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146074494671925234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R2qHfOKeL_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/RzC23OUNsFI/s320/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yihiy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm going home tomorrow for the holidays! it's always this time of year that i look forward to the most - spending some time off and living the mellow, subdued province life even for just a couple of weeks. hope this time will be a blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just remembered something... i've never been a &lt;em&gt;misa de gallo&lt;/em&gt; fan. haha. as much as i want to get up in the wee hours of early morning to &lt;em&gt;heighten&lt;/em&gt; my spirituality, i really find it difficult to do. what makes it even more unbearable is the fact that my mother's not here to wake me up. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;though i missed attending them, i still would want to make wishes for the holidays. uhm... these things aren't new since they're the things that i'm actually praying for every night. i just wish good health for me and my family... and a long, happy, productive life for each one of us. though i may not be as showy with my feelings (sorry people... got a social skill problem in here) - i'm sure You know how much love i've planted and sown for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok... enough drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the part where i'll be greeting everyone a "Merry christmas"! owel... it'll only be short since my melatonin supply has got to be replenished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*to my classmates: Merry christmas! we've not seen each other for months! i miss you all! trust me. hehe... labas tayo sometime! thnx dana for the lantern parade company! hehe. as well as marj and joan for the paskuhan thing. though it was a disastrous event (for most people, including us! haha.), thank you still for the laughs we had that night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*to my workmates: uhm... tsaka na gifts nyo! haha. happy holidays! enjoy tayo! let's &lt;em&gt;treat&lt;/em&gt; ourselves this time around! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*to my barkada: partee na 'to! green theme? haha. excited na ko sa 25th! sana masaya though a bulk of people will be missing due to some petty constraints (which i understand). hehe. so excited to see y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*to my high school friends: reunion? ang hirap mag-organize ha! kita-kita na lang pagdating jan! i miss everyone! oi rec, tuloy tayo sa boracay?! please... haha. overnight ako sa house nyo! hahahaha. at matinding inuman na naman? i'd appreciate that! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;did i miss anyone? hehe. basta "Merry christmas" to all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;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/8559022001148688146-2672213973286578472?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2672213973286578472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2672213973286578472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2672213973286578472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2672213973286578472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='happy holidays!'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R2qHfOKeL_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/RzC23OUNsFI/s72-c/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1887071868915868841</id><published>2007-12-09T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:44:34.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>barkada collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R1viIaMZIYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1TOoNZlS0u0/s1600-h/Picture2.PNG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141952033671684482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R1viIaMZIYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1TOoNZlS0u0/s320/Picture2.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love these people. ==&gt; ang aming barkada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;known them since we were tiny tots! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;made this collage as background for our christmas partee invitation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;L-R, rows starting from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(1st): jebb, marco, marianne, syde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(2nd): sol, mechelle, von, pong-pong, charlotte, dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(3rd): mark, rossan, dreyfuss, edith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;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/8559022001148688146-1887071868915868841?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1887071868915868841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1887071868915868841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1887071868915868841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1887071868915868841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/barkada-collage.html' title='barkada collage'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R1viIaMZIYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1TOoNZlS0u0/s72-c/Picture2.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1349554118791632317</id><published>2007-12-05T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:44:09.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a rainbow appears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-jTOKeMJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BuzMUozN6-Q/s1600-h/Hawaii_Rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152016049349996690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-jTOKeMJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BuzMUozN6-Q/s320/Hawaii_Rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;during life's misfortunes, if we ponder hard enough, we see blessings hidden from our oftentimes neglectful eyes. just like a magnificent rainbow, which appears after a tumultuous storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;uhm... there are quite a lot of things that i've learned, so they say, the hard way, these past months. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*and most, if not all of them, because of you ****.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i remember there was this nice sms message circulating sometime in august, which a friend told me, was lifted from one of paulo coehlo's novels. it said something like "if people want to be a part of your life, they'll make an effort to be in it". think hard people. i'm sure all of us have experienced this life's reality. no matter what you do... how hard you try. sometimes, you just can't get everybody to like you. yet don't be too hard on yourself, wallow in self-pity or adapt the drama of "bitterness". let's just put it this way... there are times when people simply could not play the role that you ask them to in your life. so it's up to you. seriously! would your life be happier if they'd just vanish from your story, disappearing into oblivion; or would you content yourself with them playing at least cameo roles in it? decide now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*as for me, i'm still torn. but i thank you **** though for teaching me this lesson. *sigh. you know who you are. "seriously!" ==&gt; (grey's fan? lol. izzie?) thanks (specially for saying it in such a straightforward way. sure it hurt a lot the first couple of months but now i appreciate it.) i'm happy for you. really. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-1349554118791632317?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1349554118791632317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1349554118791632317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1349554118791632317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1349554118791632317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/rainbow-appears.html' title='a rainbow appears'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-jTOKeMJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BuzMUozN6-Q/s72-c/Hawaii_Rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2425450688531956305</id><published>2007-12-01T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:28:23.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i never saw it coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-myOKeMKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ns7pv_PTHD4/s1600-h/emo10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152019880460824738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-myOKeMKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ns7pv_PTHD4/s320/emo10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Chris Daughtry-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What you said when you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I should've started running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* it's the song that carries me through moments of drama nowadays. ^_^ it was the melody that caught my attention in july '06...around the time when they released "it's not over" and while i was nerve-wracked reviewing for the boards... looking at the lyrics right now gives me a different connection to the song. &lt;em&gt;*sigh&lt;/em&gt; hell yeah, it makes me feel good! haha. *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with a sense of vindication?! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-2425450688531956305?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2425450688531956305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2425450688531956305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2425450688531956305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2425450688531956305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-never-saw-it-coming.html' title='i never saw it coming'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-myOKeMKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ns7pv_PTHD4/s72-c/emo10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5990453601080881363</id><published>2007-11-09T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:27:53.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and so i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...and so i'm back! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*arrived in manila nov.6. grabeh. the flight was pretty smooth at first (it was sunny in aklan) but the plane had difficulty making her way on the runway because it was raining hard in manila. while waiting for the clouds to clear up, the plane was just going round and round (literally) the metropolis for about 4 times 'til she made her successful descent. *thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*the 10-day hiatus (haha. the term!) was fun though there were some unfortunate events that occured. anyway, i think i've done most of the things that i've set prior to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*had alcohol splurge the day after i arrived with high school friends! imagine 3pm-3am of inuman session! it was nice. i missed them! haha. promise. thank you guys for the time! if you only knew how special that was for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*went to boracay with recto the following day. haha. though it was drizzling and kinda cold, it didn't stop us from splashing ourselves in the water! haha. not to mention having the guts for the first time to take my shirt off! haha. baket ba!? wala naman masyadong tao ah! hehe. XD thank you rec for the company. it was nice meeting lester pala as well... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*spent some 3 or 4 nights with my barkada din pla! they're my childhood friends in aklan. talked about some things - whereabouts, the latest gossips (haha), plans for the christmas party, and how we're not getting younger already! panalo! haha. oo na! i'm a certified picture addict! at least i'm now making my way on making you camwhores as well! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*i visited lola! sadly she was confined in the hospital because of pneumonia. she was recovering when i left though. thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*uhm... sleep was not very abundant! haha. because of all the gimmicks! pero it was ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*and tv? i just realized i'm not into tv anymore! haha. some episodes in nat geo and discovery channels and i'm fine already. gone were the days of music channel fascination! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*i watched beyonce live pala last wednesday night at the fort! grabeh! she was superb! andameng artista nanuod! i was totally blown away when she performed "baby boy". she opened the show with "crazy in love" and ended it with her subdued yet poignant acousticly arranged "irreplaceable" to which the crowd enjoyingly sang along! *sigh. thank you beyonce! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...so there! my adventures the past days... 'til then! t.c.! :)&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/8559022001148688146-5990453601080881363?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5990453601080881363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5990453601080881363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5990453601080881363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5990453601080881363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-so-im-back.html' title='...and so i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-6675981786083776247</id><published>2007-10-25T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:27:19.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yihiy! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i am off to home tomorrow! yihiy! :)&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;flight sked is at 3pm. sana smooth lng yung flight. no turbulence and all that scary stuff. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am still so freakin' scared of riding airplanes. haha! totoo! &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;i just hope my 10-day break from work and from the city life will bring me therapy. haha. i wanna leave those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not so good feelings behind me and start a rejuvenated life when i get back on nov6. haha. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...and by that i mean no more drama/emo moments. self-wallowing... haha. :)&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;this would be the first time that i'll be bringing a camera fone on the plane so i'm kinda thrilled to take pictures of the clouds and the skies. haha. please mother nature, have some mercy! cooperate... lol. hope i'll get a seat by the window. (crosses fingers...) &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;ok... plans huh!?&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;* i wanna go to bora with friends. wet myself with some island flavor! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* i wanna drink with friends from high. hope i'd see most of them. gusto ko yung malasing-lasing tlga ako at sumusuka-suka pa! haha. yung mgd-drama drama tlga ako ng todo! hahaha!... kidding... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* i hope i'd find time to visit my lola. *sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* actually, sleeping on my bed at home is a luxury i'm looking forward to. haha. malaki kase siya unlike the one i have here. plus i miss my room! ampf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* more beach and kwentuhan moments with my childhood friends! strolling around the town, going to the park (yes, we do that! lol.) and the wharf. chilling... not to mention catching the latest gossips in town. haha.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* tv! demmet!!! i wish i could watch decent shows! enjoy eating junk foods while glued to the couch watching my fave shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously, i'm sort of scared that i've set so much expectations for this vacation! i've anticipated it so much that it would really go through my nerves if things won't turn out the way i wished. haha.&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;and please... no problems greeting me when i step my feet at home. lol. XD&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;so there. guess i will be away from my virtual life for a week (that's nice! haha.)! &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;until i get back... and please, i wanna go "to the left" with beyonce on the 7th! haha. &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;ok... :)&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-6675981786083776247?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6675981786083776247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=6675981786083776247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6675981786083776247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/6675981786083776247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/yihiy.html' title='yihiy! :)'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3837539057941612860</id><published>2007-10-21T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:26:31.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need my superhero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Green Lantern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="60" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="60" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="55" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="50" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="50" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="45" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="45" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="42" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;42%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Catwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="40" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="35" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;35%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="25" size="4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot-headed. You have strong&lt;br /&gt;will power and a good imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/lantern2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB0PTExOTMwMDYyOTk4MjgmcD0zNDU3MSZkPVN1cGVyaGVybytRdWl6Jm49YmxvZ2dlcg==.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-3837539057941612860?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3837539057941612860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3837539057941612860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3837539057941612860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3837539057941612860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-my-superhero.html' title='i need my superhero'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-7953688144290100814</id><published>2007-10-20T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:25:45.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need some divine enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-z7OKeMNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cnKt_GufU1c/s1600-h/20%20Aurora%20Fächer%20hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152034328730808530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-z7OKeMNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cnKt_GufU1c/s320/20%2520Aurora%2520F%25E4cher%2520hell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need some divine enlightenment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why do problems never cease to come?&lt;br /&gt;it's one of those moments when things seem heavy to bear&lt;br /&gt;and you question God's ways of showing you what life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure people would say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Maybe He's up to changing some things in you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HE knows better..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in moments when you feel like crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;when desperation leaves its bitter and lingering aftertaste,&lt;br /&gt;it is but human to hint some degree of distrust&lt;br /&gt;or at some point - rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord God, i know i don't have power over Your will.&lt;br /&gt;i just pray that for whatever it's worth, i'd be able to see and appreciate its beauty in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: You know what i'm praying for as of the moment. so please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Jebb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-7953688144290100814?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7953688144290100814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=7953688144290100814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7953688144290100814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7953688144290100814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-some-divine-enlightenment.html' title='i need some divine enlightenment'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-z7OKeMNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cnKt_GufU1c/s72-c/20%2520Aurora%2520F%25E4cher%2520hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5032086591050716711</id><published>2007-10-12T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:25:17.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo-ting for the nth time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-0eeKeMOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G-wav7yvNKc/s1600-h/Emo_Kid_color_variant_02_by_sabisaotome.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152034934321197282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-0eeKeMOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G-wav7yvNKc/s320/Emo_Kid_color_variant_02_by_sabisaotome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"there is nothing you can do that can change the way i feel about you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was watching trailers this afternoon while waiting for the movie to start when i heard this one. this is from john cusack's newest. wala lang. emo na naman!i don't know if this holds true on me. 'cause you see... this "greatest fan" still kinda feel the same towards that someone he devotedly adores despite being ruthlessly neglected and whose presence mercilessly ignored. wala lang ulet. haha. do you guys know the feeling of wanting to hate somebody yet you end up loving them the more? that dismissing them and swearing to forget they even existed and came your way seems to be the biggest idiocy or foolness you'll be committing? *sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-5032086591050716711?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5032086591050716711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8576616472513350291</id><published>2007-10-08T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:24:52.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the greatest fan of your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-zTuKeMMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QUBbwdG1Jfc/s1600-h/fullEmoBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152033650125975746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-zTuKeMMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QUBbwdG1Jfc/s320/fullEmoBoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i finally took a stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You've opened my eyes to things that i didn't know even existed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AWAKENING as i call it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And for that you will always be special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i can't forever be merely watching your show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More so at the back seat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a dot among the multitude of people who adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet i tried my damn best hoping to be a part of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it seems it has enough characters already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That there is no room for even a single one anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i contented myself by being your greatest fan - whom unfortunately you didn't even bother to care about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the longer it gets, the more hurt it brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The more it kills me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still, i'd like to thank you for even the smallest things you've brought me - which i'm sure you're not aware of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The thrill (just to catch a mere glimpse of you), the ecstasy (just to hear a word from you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe just as how any fan would feel towards the one he adores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And maybe even LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So before i go, i just would like to say a couple of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;THANK YOU. and I do LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-8576616472513350291?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8576616472513350291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8576616472513350291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8576616472513350291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8576616472513350291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/greatest-fan-of-your-life.html' title='the greatest fan of your life'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-zTuKeMMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QUBbwdG1Jfc/s72-c/fullEmoBoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-610470680652856952</id><published>2007-09-11T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:24:19.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't love me because i'm lost.&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;don't love me because you think i'm different.&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;don't love me if i don't deserve your love. &lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-610470680652856952?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/610470680652856952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=610470680652856952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/610470680652856952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/610470680652856952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='*'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-4938655084949560479</id><published>2007-09-06T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:23:54.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>misunderstood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-2cuKeMPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4xFNMFChDcw/s1600-h/angry_baby_head.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152037103279681778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-2cuKeMPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4xFNMFChDcw/s320/angry_baby_head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;why is it that quite a lot of people think i'm rich? truth is... i'm not. how i wish i was! really... friends have been ranting about my shopping thingy for the past months. it's not as if i was buying like weekly for ages. that has only happened recently since i've no more decent clothes to wear. (i'm working people!!!) T_T besides, i just thought of rewarding myself for the effort in working that i've had for the past months. that's aside from the fact that i'm overcompensating for (what i think) i didn't have when still a student. i'm not like those people who've been shopping chucks, nike or havaianas since toddlerhood! lol. i mean, i've wanted these before but circumstances really wouldn't allow me. hmm... -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok... here's the real score: i'm living in this humble boarding house near ust (p. noval side), i have rents and bills charged to my name, and i have people at home (err... &amp;amp; that somebody in the family) who erroneously think i have lots of funds to spare! god they're damn wrong! not that i don't want to share. but talk about demanding?! that's a huge offense for me. sharing should be voluntary, right? (oh now, i'm ranting... err...) needless to say, living in the metro is in a way difficult. food &amp;amp; transportation expenses kill you oftentimes. it sounds funny but it's true! *sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there... *i just thought of blogging about this since i received a text message from somebody again for the nth time! and it made me unhappy as usual. T_T err... &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/8559022001148688146-4938655084949560479?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4938655084949560479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=4938655084949560479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4938655084949560479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4938655084949560479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/misunderstood.html' title='misunderstood'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-2cuKeMPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4xFNMFChDcw/s72-c/angry_baby_head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-9091326721337255732</id><published>2007-08-25T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:23:15.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday mi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-3hOKeMRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k0wBvZ_b9MA/s1600-h/happybirthdaymom-giz-2001.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152038280100720914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-3hOKeMRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k0wBvZ_b9MA/s320/happybirthdaymom-giz-2001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's my mother's birthday today! la lang... eh di "happy birthday" mi! lol. hugs &amp;amp; kisses! muah!...&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jaypee -&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/8559022001148688146-9091326721337255732?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9091326721337255732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=9091326721337255732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/9091326721337255732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/9091326721337255732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-mi.html' title='happy birthday mi!'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-3hOKeMRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k0wBvZ_b9MA/s72-c/happybirthdaymom-giz-2001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-7392345911949027734</id><published>2007-08-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:22:48.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"so what do you do for a living?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-27uKeMQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Mp4jRcPYY-o/s1600-h/rehan02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152037635855626498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-27uKeMQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Mp4jRcPYY-o/s320/rehan02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;attended this book launch in san agustin monastery early tonight. as usual, fr. jun invited me since he knew that i don't have much things to do on a friday. but i never thought that it was gonna be that extravagant and kinda formal. there i was wearing cargo pants, shirt, and sandals. and i was in a room with people like priests, architects, engineers, academe people and a whole bunch of other professionals. and then it suddenly dawned on me that i still feel like this kid without having thought deeply that i'm already one like them (oh well... not quite..) but at least, it can be put that way. stuff like chatting about each others' jobs while lining up for the buffet table is kinda new to me. and questions like: "so, what do you for a living?" hit me. i mean, i only heard that on tv shows before and now... people ask me that in front of my face. owel. my usual replies would always be: "i'm a therapist." and they would (of course) follow up with a "which one?". "...occupational therapist". good for me, about 70% wouldn't care to know what really that is. well, they're professionals so they might have heard and known about that already. and one more thing. i really can't imagine myself wearing formal or at least semi-formal clothes. i mean, i'm so used to trasher shirts and sneakers or sandals that i feel like a complete mess when the occasion calls for a formal thing. haay... talk about transitions... changes... &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/8559022001148688146-7392345911949027734?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7392345911949027734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=7392345911949027734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7392345911949027734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7392345911949027734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-what-do-you-do-for-living.html' title='&quot;so what do you do for a living?&quot;'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-27uKeMQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Mp4jRcPYY-o/s72-c/rehan02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1585636827207160368</id><published>2007-08-21T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:22:21.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Semper sum vobiscum." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Nuff said. &lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-1585636827207160368?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1585636827207160368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1585636827207160368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1585636827207160368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1585636827207160368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/semper-sum-vobiscum.html' title=''/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-8486645524110014322</id><published>2007-08-18T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:21:57.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-36-KeMSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AfXZoeIgmy4/s1600-h/wi_praying_hands_ckb_1jpg_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152038722482352418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-36-KeMSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AfXZoeIgmy4/s320/wi_praying_hands_ckb_1jpg_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are just loads of things that i want to do right now. but i don't know where to start. actually, i seem to have a difficulty writing them down here 'cause of things that hinder me from doing so which is kinda ironic since blogs should be venues for people for their pent-up emotions (emotional upheavals at the most T_T) . i don't know if i still feel sad or empty. i'm coping. trying my best to distract myself at least from the idleness which is 90% a factor as to why i feel this way. hmm... one thing i do know is that i'm really not that depressed or as desolate as i felt weeks before. i've found solace at least in the weirdest of things. owel. life is hard and we all know that. i would never give up. after all, at 22 years old i think i've had quite a piece of adversities that life has to offer. these quotes kept me sane the past months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"You can't always get what you want.. but if you try sometimes... well you might just find, you get what you need ::)" --&gt; the rolling stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"When you pray, ask God not to give you what you desire. Rather ask Him for what you deserve. For you may deserve more than what you desire for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord, grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/8559022001148688146-8486645524110014322?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8486645524110014322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=8486645524110014322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8486645524110014322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/8486645524110014322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-want-to.html' title='i want to'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-36-KeMSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AfXZoeIgmy4/s72-c/wi_praying_hands_ckb_1jpg_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5858380759423592669</id><published>2007-08-13T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:21:32.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>greenbelt gimmick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RxoVBpOb1WI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4o9hoF0gs-Y/s1600-h/DSC00867.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123430644077811042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RxoVBpOb1WI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4o9hoF0gs-Y/s320/DSC00867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;at last! our greenbelt thing finally happened! we (sam, ching, me, dana, &amp;amp; ara) went there last saturday and had a really fun time. juju &amp;amp; dennis were also informed but they didn't show up. anyway, the four girls arrived early since they rode in dana's car and they came from their clinic somewhere in mandaluyong lang unlike me who came from espana pa. we ate at this place called "kitchen". touched naman ako at hinintay nila akong dumating bago mg-order. aww.. hehe... the foods were good but it took years for them to serve. antagal subra! good thing that we chatted about a lot of things - mostly their experiences in the clinic, plus ME. hotseat na naman ako as usual. they were teasing me how rich i was to spend 8 thousand on just a single shopping spree. lol. (to which sam exclaimed: "para ka namang puno sa suot mu!" - my jacket having green and brown colors in it. baket ba?! gusto ko green eh! lol.) going back... as if they don't spend that amount on other things like gadgets, etc... hehehe... (ara bought a sony laftaf! just so that i can name one! lol. ) we had loads of picture takings of course! asked the waiters a couple of times to get us a shot. pero ampanget nila kumuha. kya ako n lng. haha... spent 3 hours in red box afterwards. ansaya. the funniest part i guess was sam's impromptu dubbing of "maging sino ka man" instead of singing along it. ching &amp;amp; i also had lots of pikchuran moments. ang cute kase namen eh. wahaha!... siya lang pla. T_T went home mga 1:30am. naki-overnight na rin ako kila dana. and i'm glad i did kse we played Wii there! ansaya nya! haha. it brought back the memories of internship (during our pgh-drm rotation when i slept there a couple of times for some clinic projects). again, it was sam who had "the moment". she was hilariously funny during the boxing task! lol. basta, for proofs of what i'm talking about (and for you to understand what i'm narrating here), please see pix &amp;amp; vids on my multiply. &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/8559022001148688146-5858380759423592669?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5858380759423592669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5858380759423592669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5858380759423592669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5858380759423592669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/greenbelt-gimmick.html' title='greenbelt gimmick'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RxoVBpOb1WI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4o9hoF0gs-Y/s72-c/DSC00867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-913885448734799165</id><published>2007-08-10T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:16:19.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jackets for the rainy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i should be undergoing money management intervention! f*ck! spent nearly 8 thousand this week for jackets and pants. haay... di na ko uulet. T_T mgtitipid na ko. promise. &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/8559022001148688146-913885448734799165?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/913885448734799165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=913885448734799165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/913885448734799165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/913885448734799165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/jackets-for-rainy-days.html' title='jackets for the rainy days'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-7307660305709682620</id><published>2007-08-09T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:15:42.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>through the years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still not done with those two evaluation papers. awww... grabe. no work for the past 3 days already because of the weather condition --&gt; wednesday and thursday skeds have been cancelled in effect. of course, tuesday is really a break for me. OMG! pti bukas,wla akong work kse free day ko rin. wla na akong pera! huhu. T_T anyway, thank God for internet. it kept me busy at least. eh i couldn't go out because there was flood all over barlin st. (where i rent a place). anyway, i was arranging my pics in my multiply account when i came across these old photos. and i could see how crazy i was trying different haircuts through the years. oo na. panget na ko. pake mu ba?! gusto ko lng mg-try ng iba-ibang hairdo. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt; kalbo during the first year (for some time lng)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt; long hair during the second year (nainggit kse ako sa kabarkada ko - syde - eh di pla bagay saken! wasn't imitating F4 at all! pls!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt; third year: my classmates were shocked when i entered the classroom one early morning during our 7:30 MRL class with a short haircut. bagay daw. aww... thanks to bench fix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt; during fourth year. tried to put on some bangs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt; during the recognition, tried gelling it up. odb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rrsf37mdYZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-brJ-s5YR58/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096702449052115346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rrsf37mdYZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-brJ-s5YR58/s320/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rrsf37mdYaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xTSjikxNIsQ/s1600-h/83db.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096702449052115362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rrsf37mdYaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xTSjikxNIsQ/s320/83db.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rrsf3rmdYYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/T2pp6jEDeaU/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096702444757148034" style="FLOAT: left; 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went to sapang-palay (is that one right?) bulacan to attend christian dedication of my friend's (bart's) nephew. i immediately agreed to go with him when he invited me to since it's been years (6 to be exact...i guess) that i've not seen his sister (ivy). plus, i didn't have much to do during sundays (except for some net surfing - aguhn! and going to mass - naks!). we were with his cousin during the trip. haay... it was fun going out of town (hehe..prang anlau ng bulacan,db?!) what was even a greater thing was meeting his cousins. they were really nice and easy to be with. feeling ko nga close na kame tlga! lols. chatted with them a lot. and i realized it has been weeks since i last laughed my heart out! i mean like with my whole temporo-mandibular joint in its full range of motion! haha!... siguro kse, they're all from aklan din so aun... but it was really cool! naki-ride sila sa kaadikan ko sa pikchuran! and i have to say i thank them for that! kse when most people would say things like "anu ba yan! pikchur ng pikchur!" sila hinde! hehe... they were equally excited as i was! so un... went home mga 5pm.i have work kse the day after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RrVTDLmdYPI/AAAAAAAAADM/_g0923KfBUw/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095069867558396146" style="FLOAT: left; 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nothing exciting happened! couldn't remember what i did this day. i guess i just went to work and did the same routine! ay nope. it was charrie's interview at the US embassy pla during the morning. she was set to leave for the states sometime that week kse. one more thing p pla. my sister texted me that she was to come to manila by tuesday because her father-in-law is to be confined (bone marrow cancer. 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so i did some household chores. went to rob in the afternoon to have my hair cut in Fix. it was bart who actually convinced me to get rid of my bangs which has been there for ages (lol). the stylist wanted me to have my hair undergo some sort of treatment first because according to her "falling hair ka na sir! at dry siya!" haaay... sobra-sobrang panlalait na yan miss ah! lols. but the prob was i earlier deposited my funds in the bank. and what was left with me was around 700p n lng. so aun. no hair treatment. kaasar pa kse the one who was tasked to fix my hair also had another customer to attend to - simultaneously! grabeh! and he was in haste to finish his job on me! ao aun. the result was disastrous! kakahiya pg-uwi ko kse prang wig n lng ung suot ko sa ulo! eh my hair is very thin pa nmn! anyways, i went to the hospital afterwards to see my sister and visit her father-in-law as well. kakalungkot lng... the case was terminal na kse. and you could see the pain in his countenance. it's like every breath he takes was a blessing in itself. haay... aun. kainis ung sister ko! she couldn't give me the fone that she has to in exchange of my old sony-ericcson since she forgot hers in aklan. they were in a hurry na daw kse to go here. eh i'm going to use that for my sun sim sna. kse kristoff has been nagging me for weeks! di na daw ako tumatawag sa knya! huwaaat!? baket!? anyways, she asked me to treat them eh wla nga akong dalang pera,db?! so un. i said na next tym n lng. went home mga 8pm. and the usual thing.my sister was overly concerned about my safety! sbe ko, taxi n lng ako. don't worry! she's always like that pti mother ko. di lng ako mk-reply within 5 minutes, they would get paranoid nah! anu n kyang ngyare kay jp!? lols. ^_^ baby b ko?! uhm... at least love nila ako. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday, august 1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;--&gt;&gt; it was charrie's despedida in the clinic today. haay... kakalungkot kse she's leaving na the next day. had a sumptuous lunch! sobra-sobrang cholesterol ang food! ngerx! and as usual, took lots of pix! kakalungkot kse charrie's the closest to me in the clinic. sya ung tlgang kumakausap sa akin nun when i was still new. haay.. i will deeply miss her presence. T_T haay... my sister and her husband went to my place pla in the afternoon. they wanted a break daw kse from the stress in the hospital. so aun. i asked them if they wanted to go to sm san lazaro. sbe ko treat ko sila. they agreed nmn. (xepmre.) ate at karate kid. talked 'bout some stuff with little emphasis on what's been happening in the hospital. kse nga relax-relax nmn muna. hehe... after that, we had coffee in starbucks. sbe ko sa ate ko, pumayag na at wla nmng gnyan sa aklan! lols. ordered cappucino and some others. we had fun din kse fr. jun (who's also studying in ust for his masterals) dropped by. we had these funny conversations about how life in the province and here differs of which details i wouldn't elaborate na. sbe nya nga (fr. jun) habang tumatagal daw siya dito sa manila, prang mas gusto niya dito. hehe... kse wla daw starbusks sa aklan. lols. aun. my sis and my brother-in-law as well as fr. jun left early. i stayed pa kse i had nothing to do nmn in my place. kakatuwa lng kse prang kelan lng, ung sister ko nanlilibre saken. ngaun, ako na! hehe... yabang! owel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday, august 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;--&gt;&gt; i received the text from my sis that her father-in-law passed away around 1:45 pm. kalungkot. asked me if fr. jun could celebrate mass the day after. sbe ko, ill ask him since i have to meet him nmn in the afternoon for our usual merienda outside ust's premises (madalas sa p.noval). so aun. broke the news to him about what had happened. sbe nmn niya, friday evening n lng daw so that there'll be more people who could attend since it's office time in the daytime. we ate at this place located at p.noval cor i.delos reyes sts. ate baked macaroni at sya ay the usual turon! haha!... he has class kse at 6pm so we left early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;--&gt;&gt; no work for today. so woke up late, around 11am n yta. while i was having my brunch somewhere in barlin, ernie saw and told me that rolf is here in manila. asked me if i could come with them to tour him in trinoma. sbe ko, yes i could since the mass in sanctuarium for my sis' father-in-law would be in the evening namn. aun. fr. jun came to my place kse mg-internet daw siya. naks! ako n tlga ang pambansang computer shop ng bayan! anu daw!? lols. thanks to smartbro! met up with them in ust. i was shocked to see not so many students that day! un pla, holiday for the SK thing! haha!.. wla tuloy nkita si rolf! haha!sbe pa niya: "tagtuyot ba dito ngaun?" lols. anyways, toured him in trinoma afterwards. watched this circus performance there. rolf bought some flip-flops since he has this thing for them. spent most of our time in coffee bean. talked about our lives in the seminary before. both of them are 5 years ahead of me pla. i was in 1st year high that time and they were in 2nd year college. odb. basta, we just got along well. needless to say. rafaell rosell was also there at that moment. he was around 2 tables from our place cguro. kya dumame ang tao sa loob nung dumating siya. aun lng. went to sanctuarium in the evening to attend the mass. it was my first time inside that place. andame pla tao dun. aus ung concept. prang hotel siya with many rooms up til the 3rd or 4th floor. tpos crematorium and place where you could keep the urns sa taas. plus, the architecture is kinda nice. eto n nmn ako. don't know anything related with structures. lakas ng loob mg-comment. anyways, met lots of people mostly from our town in aklan that nyt. some of them would be saying things like "ako ung ng-alaga sau nung bata ka. di mu na ko naaalala?" made me realize sobrang poor ng memory ko when it comes to people. introvert din kse yta ako. ewan. hehe...basta, nice to see them again. grabe. khit sa lamay, madaldal p rin ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RrVUl7mdYVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MsxD1qXucus/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095071564070478162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RrVUl7mdYVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MsxD1qXucus/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday, august 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&gt; nakakainis! di natuloy ung mega plan nmen. we were supposedly set to watch rat... (hirap spelling! lols.)movie. eh pagod na daw mga tao. kya aun. sa bahay lng ako. internet. internet. chat! at p***! wlang maxadong online that nyt! meron ilan pero hinde lng namamansin. ^_^ wehk! haha.. basta greenbelt sa sat ha sam at ching!bibili na ko ng damit! makonsensya kau pg hinde natuloy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shet! sumaket kamay ko. mejo napahaba yta! gtg! t.c.! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-2237176123101941989?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2237176123101941989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2237176123101941989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2237176123101941989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2237176123101941989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/past-week.html' title='the past week...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RrVTDLmdYPI/AAAAAAAAADM/_g0923KfBUw/s72-c/DSC00451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-2199282836847264521</id><published>2007-07-25T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:14:10.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friendster memory lane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was browsing through my friendster page earlier tonight and i saw how testimonials evolved from being testimonials (err...) to being merely comments... the comment page is oftentimes used as messaging area nowadays secondary to convenience (since we take more time viewing our profile page). anyways, sorry if i post the early testimonials i received (mostly from college friends during 2nd-3rd year...friendster started when we were 2nd year college i guess? hm...)...i enjoyed reading them so i thought of posting them here&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ajwhitePosted 02/12/2003 02:33&lt;br /&gt;Wow andito na rin yung valedictorian namin... tagal na kitang hinahanap dito e. hehe... si jebb... hmm... interesting... hehe... in a relationship ka na ngayon ha? the best... well kami ni jebb nagsama 24-7 for four long trying hard shiting yeeaarrss sa seminaryo namin sa aklan. we have a lot of skeletons in our closet na dapat kaming mga seminarians lang yung nakakaalam. hehe... si jebb yung isa sa mga hindi naimpluwensahan para mag yosi, tsaka always aiming for top to, never pa sya natalo ng ibang kapatid namin sa seminary life namin, always the veledictorian. subrang naingit talaga ako kay Jebb ng pumasa sya sa U.P Manila, bat ako? bat ako di pumasa!! tapos aywa pa sana nyang tumuloy sa U.P. gusto pa sana nya sa san yun? San Aug no? ako nagconvince dito na mag U.P. nalang sya kasi kung alam lang nya yung feelings ko nun na pumasa sya. hehe... priests' and teachers' pet pa to... grrr... daya nun ah, parepareho lang tayo naghihirap. pero im very very glad na nakilala ko si jebb... HE is one of a kind... hehe sige Jebb lav ya! magscholar ka jan sa U.P. ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Entezar PeyPosted 05/12/2003 00:08&lt;br /&gt;hay naku si jebb...nung una kong nakitato d niya ako pinapansin!!.. aba! di korin cya pinansin!..taray namingdalawa... magkatabi pa namn kami...:)haynaku nakakaasar to..my god!!0.. angkulit, kulit!!! hehe...cya ang unangblockma8 ko na nagkaroon na guts nakumanta in public... the famous "whenyou wish upon a star" pero, in fairness,ganda ang boses!!..nice din "daw" ungkanyang almond-shaped eyes, at tsaka"i-dont-know-what-shape" nose.. hehe...mabait din to paminsan...;)at madalingmag-blush... pero talino to!!!approachable and outspoken...paminsanminsan umiiral din angpagka-gentleman...(once in a blue moonnga lang);) nice friend ito and fun tobe with...:) see u around jebb!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;AraPosted 05/12/2003 00:18&lt;br /&gt;si jebb -ang mahilig magshopping atmagbibibili ng kung anu-ano. isipin mokapapalit lang niya ng fon tos gustoniya ulit bumili ng bago! prangka yan.kaya gusto ko kasi walang halongkaplastikan. magaling din yan peromataray! sobra! galing sa seminaryopero andaming alam na di dapat niyaalam. wala pa siyang nililigawan kayayong iba jan, paramdam na kayo sa kanya!naghahanap siya, actually. masayahin,yan si jebb. pero mataray talaga eh, hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;weinesPosted 08/12/2003 03:21&lt;br /&gt;well, well, well, di nyo po naitatanong itong si jebb patrick sarceno ay isang taong ubod, as in, UBOD, ng hilig magpatawa at magbibili ng kung anik anik! talino toh..dati di ko alam ibig sabihin ng moate, ngayon alam ko na dahil in-explain nya nung freshmen pa lang kami...sad but true(?) whatever! anywei, kala ko dati super banal to kc nga galing seminaryo, yun pala hindi...hmmnn i won't tell you people why ha, kilalanin nyo na lang toh! hehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;RichardPosted 10/12/2003 23:48&lt;br /&gt;Jebb....Patrick..Sarceno....The man who swore a month agothat he is never gong to engage himself in Friendster...welll guess what? eto na cya nagun addict na....Welll. mabait naman yan si Jebbb lalo na pag si Ara ang humihingi g favor...UUUY...di yan projection kasi conscious ako!Matalino din lalo na pag sinisipag....at higit sa lahat, we jive kapag music and hollywood entertainment ang pag-uusapan.In a nutshell, jebbis a good person minsan nga lang vehemently eccentric...Kaya mo yun Jebb? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;JonahPosted 17/02/2004 02:41&lt;br /&gt;eto'ng matinde!!!alam nyo ba favorite na ulam ni jebb?hehe,binagoongan ni ate vic!! di naman tlga kami close ni jebb eh,not until lumipat cya sa compound namin..mula non, tropa na kami. mahilig kumain c jebb,tama cnabi ni ara mahilig magshopping,at matalino!!sa kanya ko natutong magbudget ng allowance!! sabay kami magaral dati twing may exam..as in puyatan talaga!!sayang nga lang di na kita masasamahan sa pgrereview..kaya mo yan!! mis na kita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Xyndi TheresePosted 01/03/2004 17:41&lt;br /&gt;Jebb Patrick Sarceno... Hmmmm.... What can I say? Ang alam ko, relative ko sya pero I'm not sure sa degree. Anyways, he's a good guy. He usually makes hirits that would make us (his blockmates) laugh during those times na seryoso kaming nakikinig sa kanya when he's called by the teacher to recite. He is also a very good student. Masipag mag-aral 'yan. Ano pa ba masasabi ko? Di ko na alam kasi sya 'yung tipong go with the flow kaya nga wala akong naririnig na reklamo tungkol sa kanya.Hi Jebb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;joerellePosted 17/03/2004 22:23&lt;br /&gt;jebb sarceno. astig to. galing kumanta. when you wish upon a star... ahehe... bumabanat sa pi 100. ahehe. god bless. see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;DiditPosted 11/04/2004 01:09&lt;br /&gt;hey jebb!havent written u a testimonial pa pala!all this time kala ko i wrote everyone na =) neway, jebb is a rili funny guy.he's quite fun to be with too =) lagi nyang napapatawa ang class wenever he gets the chance to =) dami rin nyang girls..the top of the girls list being sam hahaha =) i dont have much details to say about jebb coz wer not oh so close =) ngalang there's this one thing that comes to my mind when the subject is jebb..he always as in always has one liners for me wenever wer near enough in proximity to talk. one liners lang...no conversation..just that one line =) its either "hi didit!" then tapos na...or a certain question hehe..un lang!kausapin mo naman ako!hehehehe!!kakausapin rin naman kita e!ingat lagi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;aikaPosted 21/04/2004 08:50&lt;br /&gt;Jebb.. yan tama n name mo.. hinde jeff, jed o jet!! Haha, nalilito kc ako dati e.. he is my blockmate and dti di nmn kme masyado ngkkausap nyan.. pero nung lumipat sya ng boarding house sa may tapat nmin, mas nkilala ko sya. Dami din pla kwento nito tsaka mhilig bumili ng magazines kya pg wla ako mgwa minsan, nghihiram ako sa knya. Hehe.. pti pla kumain nkksabay ko to.. akala mo payat yan pero mlakas kumain!! Haha.. masipag din pla sya mag-aral.. kainis nga kc di ako nhwa sa kanya.. bsta msya kausap yan c jebb.. cge, ingat!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;SamPosted 20/04/2004 09:21&lt;br /&gt;si jebb, ex ko yan... ahehehe! labs ko 2 e kaso di nagworkout... hehehe... joke lang!!! magaling kumanta, hinding hindi ko makakalimutan ang "when you wish upon a star" nung career ekek seminar! hehe... c jebb kasama ko yan nagreview ng pns nung 3rd exam sa neuro (2 hours yun bago mag exam!)dahil sa kanya, may mga nasagot ako! thanks! hehehe... nasa akin pa rin yung id niya sa seminary dati, akin na yun ah! hehehe... i2ng c jebb, pag inuman, tahimik yan, nasa isang tabi lang, kasama best friend nya, red horse... hehehe... tapos maya2, lasing na pala, halos matumba na sa drunkard's test ni dennis... tsk tsk tsk... pero cgurado pag may drinking challenge, panalo ako! hehehe. discrete obc din 2, lalo na pag neuro... ang galing, kahit gahol sa oras, naaral niya pa rin! cgurado ngayong summer nagpapakasarap na 2 sa beach, wag mo ko ipagpapalit sa iba ha! hehehe... joke lang! ishu na naman 2! muling ibalik ba? hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ruby ClairePosted 01/11/2004 01:42&lt;br /&gt;jebb?! di ko kilala 'to, kilala ko lang kasi jp eh!!! nyek nyek nyek!!! grabeh tong guy na 'to, isa sa mga henyo ng batan!!! san ka pa?! talented din, nasa iyo na ata lahat ah?! partner ko 'to dati sayaw ng folk dance eh!!! sobrang kulit, akala mo lang tahimik, pero di po noh!!! maingay 'to, di mauubusan ng kwento kahit ano nalang... tagal ko din 'to di nakita, nung summer nga lang kami nito lit nagkita, grabeh ang nilaki mo hah!!! heheh!!! kunsabagay matagal na rin naman ikaw na matangkad... pagpatuloy mo pagiging henyo mo, baka mapalitan mo na si rizal!!! heheh!!! ngatz lagi!!!!!!! mwuahhhhhh!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;AlalainePosted 01/02/2005 05:07&lt;br /&gt;Aliw! walang dull moments pag kasama mo si jebb, lalo na pag kinantahan ka nya ng the way you look tonight.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ErniePosted 03/02/2005 22:16&lt;br /&gt;jebb? hmm... well known for his intelligence and wit. He is also refined, cultured and sophisticated. His chin is his best asset and i think this is very obvious as what you can see in his picture he he. Maraming nagsasabi sa akin na parang ako daw si jebb pero hindi totoo yon kasi mata ang best asset ko hindi baba ha ha!!! (just kidding) God bless na lang jebb! Prayers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ChinkyPosted 06/08/2005 09:29&lt;br /&gt;jebb!!! nako, siya ang nagpasaya ng CTS-pedia life naming lahat! kahit gano kalala ang feedback, basta nanjan si jebb, nauuwi sa tawanan! pero di lang pangtawanan to si jebb, karamay rin sa hirap at ginhawa! naks. pero seriuosly, talagang mamimiss ko tong si jebb kasi parating masaya pag kasama siya. =) hehe oi dapat ma-miss mo din ako! basta kahit anong mangyari, keep in touch ha? ingat lagi! mwuaks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;SamPosted 06/08/2005 09:56&lt;br /&gt;pano magblush c jebb?&lt;br /&gt;a) namumula ang tenga at cheeksb) namumutla c) namumula ang mata&lt;br /&gt;letter a? eeehhh!!!! (tunog ng buzzer)letter b? labo... blush nga eh!letter c? correct!!! (mala kris aquino!!! hehe)&lt;br /&gt;weird noh? lalo na pag tinukso mo kay jat at kay (teeeetttt!) hehehe bangag kc..... yan c jebb, masayang kasama yan... isang text mo lang basta inuman (pero ngayon hindi kc pasaway ang phone nya), go kaagad yan! ndi makatanggi! pero minsan pag-ayaw niya, dadalhin ka niyan sa non-verbal comm! hehe... tapos dapat asarin mo xa in the PROPER CONTEXT.... hehehe.... kundi tampo yan sayo... di nga ako pinansin eh... pero once na nakakain na, ok na ang lahat! hehe... pasaway din 2, katulad ko! ka cbr-mate ko to! cge kita kits na lang sa lunes! hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;joerellePosted 07/08/2005 05:09&lt;br /&gt;C-OT! sinong hindi makakakilala kay C-OT sa batch 1. hehe. patient magnet to. haha! tas masaya pa nun nung binigyan ng feed back na... "i'm worried about your health..." nyahahahaha! anyway. nakakamiss ka naman... kasama ko po siya kasi sa CTS pedia and super saya ng stay ko kasi andun siya... actually silang lahat... haha! masaya to kacase pre. parang inaantok lagi. hahaha! anyway ulit. basta. naku!!! kasama ko ito sa ward 7. hahaha! good luck sa tin! miss you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;RolfskiPosted 17/08/2005 17:39&lt;br /&gt;Hi jebb!!! Ola!&lt;br /&gt;bout jeb? MAAEAM, PORESA ABI.hehehesorry for those who don't know the meaning of poresa; but for vocabulary's sake,ok,poresa means RICH!!!hehehe.times times it dollars,charing!&lt;br /&gt;been with Jebb for so many years,i guess 3 years? last saw him this june lang.instantly recognized him sa mall, wala naman kasi nagbago sa kanya..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;friendly.ano pa abi???wa na..hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;til here jeb.keep the attitude of being friendly!!&lt;br /&gt;adios..god bless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;AraPosted 19/08/2005 20:40&lt;br /&gt;Jebby boy one of my ever close friends sa CAMP. The fave student, hehe. Parating tinatawag sa lectures eh. Talino to- valedictorian ba naman! Mabait tsaka religious kasi seminarista. One of the best OTs na nakikinita ko in the future. Masayahin yan, mababaw din ang kaligayahan, at akalain nyo bang matsismis din! Kala mo walang alam sa mga current issues pero isa pala sa mga nakakaalam ng lahat, hehe. Pranka yan! Nagsasabi ng totoo akalain mo bang pinagkakalat na maganda ako?! Haha! Talagang honest, hehe. Anyway, m glad na jebb is my friend. Mapagkakatiwalaan yan kaya pag may mga sekreto kayong gustong ishare, jebb is always here, hehe. Asahan niyo makakarating yon sa akin, hehe. Siya rin ang isa sa mga nagpapasaya ng grupo. Dami rin kasi yang mga jokes at mahilig mangimpersonate ng mga celebrities sa CAMP. Kaya the ever famous friendly jebb, yngat po palagi. God bless sa mga rotations! Yakang yaka mo yan! Kaw pa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Erika AnnaPosted 21/09/2005 04:24&lt;br /&gt;hi jebb...dito lang ako ngayon sa isang internet cafe sa montalban. i chose to write my testimonial here para may sentimental value...siyempre this will be our last rot na magkasama...hay...nakakalungkot... :-( you are right jebb, who would ever thought that we will get along well. imagine, we hardly spoke with each other sa school dati tapos ngayon madami na akong alam about you and same goes with you about me. talagang i am very grateful knowing you (the real jebb). kala ko kasi eh masungit ka yun pala sobrang bait. mahirap makahanap ng katulad mo kasi you are truly a great friend. natutuwa ako sayo kasi napakatotoo mo. i also see a very patient person in you. i know that you will make it big someday. you deserve all the good things in life kaya keep on dreaming and keep on working hard. go topnotcher sa board exam!!! go jebby!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;solPosted 16/02/2006 17:59&lt;br /&gt;c gha2 jebb do ang pnka palangga sa tnan nga brkada ko...msaya kmi pg mgksmang 2!pg nbbored yan,mgttxt yn skn.mgyya2 mgmall!sxmpre go nman ako!bt smetyms nttaon na na wla akng bdget mgwrang,kya mnsan d ko sxa nssmahan!mbait na frend to!lging andyan pg kelangan mo!my pgka mataray rn lalo na pg di k nya fil ksma at mgng fren,!as in d k tlga nya ppnsinin!last xmas,d kmi ngbonding msxdo kc mdyo busy DAW sxa!hmp!cge na nga...heheheh!sna maulit ung dting trip ntin nla yan2 at pamela!nmimiss ko na un e....hay...tska alala mo ung nsa cavite tau?ung bday ni onin?ang saya ntin nun no?!sna maulit muli!hehehe!tkr cre and congrats dhl ggradweyt kna.....bti kpa...sxa cge bye2 na...mwahhhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;AllanPosted 10/03/2006 06:54&lt;br /&gt;Isa sa mga unang nakilala ko nung 1st day ko sa PGH..Siya ung unang nag-approach sa akin at tinanong ako kung galing ba ako ng lourdes, ininvite ako sa friendster at inaccept ko naman, uhmm, nag-attempt na mag-PDMS kahit na 12 y/o na yung bata, hehe, mahilig mag-patawa, cute daw siya (pero nagpapa-cute lang), mabait, maganda yung mata, humble, shy-type sa iba pero once you get to know him, naku, sobrang kulit nyan...uhmm, sabi nila tumataas yung kilay niya kung nagsasalita ( pero hindi naman, hay!), madalas din siyang magulat lalo na kapag binibigla mo siya, hmmm..ala na ako maicip..Jebb, thank you sa lahat ha! thank you sa pagturing mo sa akin bilang isang kaibigan, salamat sa pagiging totoong tao mo, sa lahat ng mga oras na ginawan mo ako ng maganda, sa mga malasakit nyo, sa mga oras na pinasaya nyo ako sa kabila ng kalungkutan at hinagpis na aking nadarama, sa mga pagkakataon na ako'y pinagtanggol nyo, sa pagdamay nyo sa hirap man at ginhawa..kaibigan, salamat ng marami sa iyo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;nycPosted 14/03/2006 20:47&lt;br /&gt;KUYA JEBB!!! birthday mu pala hindi ka nagsasabi! edi sana may kainan ngaun kina ate vic! tsktsk.. nakigamit na ako lahat lahat ng laptop mo, hindi man lang kita nabati! tsktsk.. kasi tumatakas sa responsibilidada.. manl;ibre ka naman.. ice cream lang...=)&lt;br /&gt;si kuya jebb, praning yan.. pero mabait. ashu... xempre, san kami pupulutin ni jeff kung wala xa? at panu na si jane? at lahat lahat na? the best ang VIC's dormer IDOL namen na yan. basta sa kantahan.. walang urungan! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! =) hehehe.. gagrad ka na.. sana magkayear book ka rin sa tanang buhay mu.. ipagdadasal ko un.. =) GOD bless=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ica IIPosted 22/03/2006 19:33&lt;br /&gt;hi JEBB!!!!! haya naku, ewan ko nga why im doin this testimonaial for him.. kasi nman, mga last week lng kami naging friends pero feeling close na kami sa isat isa.. haha! seriously, magaling c jebb sa pagiging OT nya... INTERN of the year nga tukso ko dyan e! sobra pa nyang payat.. mas sexy pa sakin.. o san ka pa? haha.. sobra pa cyang nakakatawa.. hmmm.. tapos blooming pa ang luv lyf..basta jebb, sama mo ko sa speech mo ha.. lolz... :) ingat... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;IcyPosted 28/05/2006 12:38&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh graduate na ang best intern para sa aming ward 5 practicumers... who else? edi si KUYA jebb! pag nakita mong nakasimangot 'to, hindi siya yon.&lt;br /&gt;pala-aral 'to, best intern, best thesis, hinakot ba naman lahat ng awards! best rin siya sa wheelchair transfers at splinting. best OT. at shempre lahat 'to sa point of view naming mga ward 5 practicumers. hehehe. i really won't forget that experience. grabe. torture. pero kayo (ikaw,ate dana,etc) made it somewhat bearable. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;ang totoo nyan, siya kasi ang favorite intern namin. naks. :) good luck sa boards! God bless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;KristinePosted 14/06/2006 17:57&lt;br /&gt;si jebb,,,hay ang sunget kaya niyan,,,but in a nice way,,,(ano ulet yun masunget in a nice way? lababo? i mean labo ba?) parang masunget na nakakatuwa,,,pero sa totoong buhay makulet yang si jebb,,,saka mabaet,,,makwento,,,pag nakatrip,,,saka mahilig yan sa damit,,,pwede nga magpagarage sale yan tipong ukay ukay sa dame ng damet niyan,,,hehehe,,,sayang i didnt have the opportunity to get to know this guy better,,,oion,,, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;JomzkiePosted 11/08/2006 11:45&lt;br /&gt;ehem...&lt;br /&gt;4 years after we left seminary...&lt;br /&gt;this guy has turned into a POSER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;abah!!napansin ko, dami mong pix na bago a...? :P&lt;br /&gt;(paki-alam ko ba naman!? hehe)&lt;br /&gt;loko lang pare...&lt;br /&gt;was it true??&lt;br /&gt;top 5 ka sa board??&lt;br /&gt;whoaaa...&lt;br /&gt;U deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;i know how hard u KASKAS ur kilay in front of those thick (boring 4 me) BOOKS!!&lt;br /&gt;i envy him always...how come he finds it so easy to read those books...why me..i just read the BIBLE e... :P u know wat i mean...&lt;br /&gt;lastly...si jebb...always pushes through his limits.. "giving up" is a phrase that never exists or existed in his KOKOTE.. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Congrats pare...kelan blow out??&lt;br /&gt;hope my simple testimonial convinced u to make libre/blow-out.....har..har...&lt;br /&gt;Keep safe always..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;LizaPosted 20/11/2006 21:11&lt;br /&gt;this guy is a true friend. kapag wala akong kasama sa ministop siya ang kasama ko, hehe. di ko inakala na magiging close kami nito. he's a great singer also, walang pilitan, hehe..im still waiting for your blowout..magtop ba naman sa boards. thanks for everything! im glad i met you! God bless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OdettePosted 11/03/2007 01:02&lt;br /&gt;parang kailan lang.. magkaklase lang tau non sa anatomy.. teka.. anatomy nga b o o&amp;amp;a? a basta.. ibang level ang joke pag kay jebb nanggaling, based kasi sa looks niya, isa siyang no-nonsense person.. pero wag kayo..totoo yon hehe di nga, i miss the old days.. pasinghot singhot ng formaline.. patanga-tanga sa dent rooms.. patakbo takbo sa camp.. at xempre.. ang pagkanta kanta ng kung anu-anong kanta na bigla lang pumapasok sa isip natin tapos bigalng itutuloy ng mga taong walang pakundangang mang aagaw ng kanta.. hmp! hemingways, i havnt told u how proud i am n nag-top k lng nman sa boards.. teka di ka pa nanlilibre ha.. nyway, minsan.. sana magka-oras ka naman..isa ka na nga palang professional OT ngayon.. pahinga ka din minsan, wag ka masyado magpayaman..hintayin mo naman ako.. hehe..nga pla, i made this testi kasi i just wanted to say one thing.. at teka.. nakalimutan ko pa ata..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY Jebb!!do take care.. miss you ;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there you go! i think i have to sleep already! have to wake up at 6am tom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-2199282836847264521?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2199282836847264521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=2199282836847264521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2199282836847264521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/2199282836847264521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/friendster-memory-lane.html' title='friendster memory lane...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-4423177542022037116</id><published>2007-07-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:13:24.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping..shopping..shopping...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RqYNuHWSvSI/AAAAAAAAADE/dBAoNqPHQM0/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090771514686618914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RqYNuHWSvSI/AAAAAAAAADE/dBAoNqPHQM0/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;uhm... went shopping yesterday with some workmates (regie, charrie &amp;amp; tin)! they're a'll set to leave the country soon (they'll be working in the States nah.). so i accompanied them buy some stuff they need for the travel plus some clothes. we went to marikina riverbanks. was my first time there. it's kinda cool 'cause there are lots of outlet stores so the prices of branded stuff like guess, mossimo, converse, etc... were really low. bought mostly from guess and mossimo... after that, went to the block to buy some more stuff. tin bought converse shoes...haay... so sad that they're leaving soon... eh they're the ones whom i'm closed with pa naman in the clinic... sana ako din, states nah! hehe... here are some of the pics! these were taken with me having only 2 hours of sleep... ngerks! t.c.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RqYNtnWSvQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bZeASt2kq1k/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090771506096684290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RqYNtnWSvQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bZeASt2kq1k/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RqYNt3WSvRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4YJPKGA_TjI/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090771510391651602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RqYNt3WSvRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4YJPKGA_TjI/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-4423177542022037116?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4423177542022037116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=4423177542022037116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4423177542022037116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4423177542022037116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/shoppingshoppingshopping.html' title='shopping..shopping..shopping...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RqYNuHWSvSI/AAAAAAAAADE/dBAoNqPHQM0/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-4078253503002534663</id><published>2007-07-24T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:12:50.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music = Spirituality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-5u-KeMTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GmR-AHG4UzQ/s1600-h/ttap_music_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152040715347177778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-5u-KeMTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GmR-AHG4UzQ/s320/ttap_music_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music has always been a part of our lives! And we all could attest to that. How often do we see people nowadays listen to their favourite tunes on their i-pods or music phones? Hum to the melody of a popular song? Or at least stomp and wiggle their feet to the beat they like? Not to mention flap their hands as well as sway their body to its rhythm? Some of us may be unaware of it, but music really does move people! I still remember that I had this topic for our research requirement on a GE subject way back 2nd year college (hehe…Communication II subject yata yun…). Anyway, to me personally, I believe that music has played quite a huge part in everything that I’ve been through. It has always been the escape during moments of desolation in my life (haha… grabeng word ah!). It was as if I only had this thing to cling to when I didn’t know how to appease myself. I mean, I don’t play any musical instruments (I did when I was young because I studied quite a lot of them but I don’t remember them anymore.. sadly…)or sing songs as beautifully as they should be sung…but merely listening to it and humming to its tune gave me some sort of solace. Thinking about it now, I think I already know what that shirt which has a print that says “Music saved my life” really meant. Looking at it from this perspective makes me appreciate music as a gift! If only I could count those instances when I would just sing to something which speaks of how I felt that specific moment – be it about happiness, sadness, rejection, love, and so on – I could illustrate vividly how music did really save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe that music is closely linked to spirituality. Wikipedia mentions “connection” as a central defining characteristic of spirituality, adding that it includes an “emotional experience” relating to “matters of sanity”. Clearly, I could say that listening to music gives you that connection (which oftentimes you could not describe very well) to something greater than yourself. It also gives you that emotional experience enabling you to feel wide range of human emotions! For example, you could be singing “Your guardian angel” to the one you selflessly and devotedly love or “I’ll be there” to somebody who left you but who still remains special. (ngeks! ampanget ng examples! Hehe…) Or you could find peace in some inspirational songs when you feel like you’re crashing down… These are just some examples of how music affects us. It keeps us sane (we may not know it but it does!) especially in those dark and twisted moments of our lives. Hence, all of us have the chance of making the soundtrack of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I think these songs are really special. I’ve had lots of favourite ones but these three I would never forget – that my auditory sense had the chance to process them: (Hero – Mariah Carey; Vienna – Billy Joel; Cannonball – Damien Rice)… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sus! serious daw!... ingats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/8559022001148688146-4078253503002534663?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4078253503002534663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=4078253503002534663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4078253503002534663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/4078253503002534663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/music-spirituality.html' title='Music = Spirituality'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-5u-KeMTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GmR-AHG4UzQ/s72-c/ttap_music_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1095442462183488871</id><published>2007-07-22T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:12:16.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soundtrack to my life would include: (teaser daw..hehe..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;will be blogging 'bout this soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soundtrack to my life would include:&lt;br /&gt;1. hero - mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;2. vienna - billy joel&lt;br /&gt;3. cannonball - damien rice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-1095442462183488871?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1095442462183488871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1095442462183488871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1095442462183488871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1095442462183488871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/soundtrack-to-my-life-would-include.html' title='soundtrack to my life would include: (teaser daw..hehe..)'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3915880786546156762</id><published>2007-07-22T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:11:49.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to work.. (plus copy of resume)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was walking this afternoon in sm san lazaro with a friend (we were supposed to spend another idle afternoon in starbucks but weren't able to because there were lots of people there.. T_T ) when i realized something... the idea of me finding another clinic where i could devote my other 2 vacant weekdays finally awakened me! i should be working instead of having myself suffer from the idleness that those two days bring me! anyways, to cut the story short ('cause i'm quite sleepy already - 12:50am on the clock...), i made a resume just about 15 minutes ago of which contents i copied here! (after having finished it, i realized how short it was!... naku! baka 'de ako tanggapin nyan! haha!...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;..&gt;&gt;-- ambobo tlga! de marunong mg-attach ng stuff sa blog! haha!... tsaka na! i'm still a novice on this stuff!.. lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, eto na un! it's just a page!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SARCENO, JEBB PATRICK J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Address: 1211-B J. Barlin Street, Sampaloc, Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cellphone No.: 09277104714&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E-mail Address: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jebb_17@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jebb_17@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAREER OBJECTIVE:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;• To gather more experience in terms of handling pediatric cases as well as further enhance my clinical reasoning and clinical skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EDUCATION: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• &lt;em&gt;COLLEGE:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;BS Occupational Therapy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;University of the Philippines Manila &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;College of Allied Medical Professions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;June 2002 – April 2006&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;em&gt;HIGH SCHOOL:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sto. Nino Seminary, Aklan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;June 1998 – March 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;HONORS AND ACHIEVEMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• 5th placer, Occupational Therapist Licensure Examination, July 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• College Scholar, UPM-CAMP, 2nd Semester AY 2003-2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXPERIENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Has rotated on the following centers/hospitals during the course of clinical internship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Department of Rehabilitation Medicine, Rehabilitation Ward, UP-PGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Clinic for Therapy Services – Pediatric Section, UPM-CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Clinic for Therapy Services – Adolescent and Adult Section, UPM-CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Independent Living Learning Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Community-Based Rehabilitation, UPM-CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Department of Occupational Therapy, Psychiatric Ward, UP-PGH&lt;br /&gt;Has worked on the following institutions/centres:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• ACTIVITYWORKS, Dasmarinas Cavite (November 2006 – June 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• GREENHILLS LEARNING CENTER, Greenhills West San Juan (January – July 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;• Center for Holistic Intervention Plans &amp;amp; Services – CHIPS, UP Village Quezon City (January 2007 – Present)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CO-CURRICULAR ACTIVITIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Occupational Therapy Association of the Philippines (OTAP) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• UP Manila Alumni Association&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SKILLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Proficient in written and oral English and Filipino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Can understand a couple of Filipino dialects including Aklanon and Ilonggo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;PERSONAL INFORMATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Date of Birth: March 14, 1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Civil Status: Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;• Citizenship: Filipino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;..&gt;&gt;-- haay... i hope i'd find one more clinic soon! (as in this week nah! pulubi na 'ko!i need to pay my bills! hahaha!...) plus, i need productive stuff to distract me from what my cerebrum has been pondering upon for the past weeks! bye-bye nah! Lord help me! hehe...pakabait na 'ko!!! &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/8559022001148688146-3915880786546156762?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3915880786546156762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3915880786546156762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3915880786546156762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3915880786546156762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-to-work.html' title='i need to work.. (plus copy of resume)'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-1006164996568001876</id><published>2007-07-20T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:11:16.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food trips...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-6NeKeMUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JBIGhwgUhGw/s1600-h/sweet-corn-cartoon-eating.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152041239333187906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-6NeKeMUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JBIGhwgUhGw/s320/sweet-corn-cartoon-eating.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was very excited upon waking up this morning.. it's not because it's another free day for me(i love working nga eh...). it's because i'm going to have a thing with my college friends later tonight.so i went on with my free day routine - and that involves washing my clothes as well as pressing them (ansipag ko,db?!.. not to mention stingy! hehe...), cleaning my room, and another dose of never ending net surfing... so everything that had been part of the routine was done by lunch time. i indulged myself in the luxury of sleeping in the afternoon. i woke up around 4:15pm (after a 2-hour sleep) with my celfone ringing!it was marj informing me regarding the details of our thing (in shang!). she was a bit surprised that i sounded fresh from bed. anyways, the plan was for us to meet at the ust carpark mcdonalds at around 5pm. another friend - joan - has yet to finish her anatomy thing in med at 6pm so we had to wait for her. anyways, after the call, i immediately took a bath and looked for stuff to wear. i was ready 30 minutes later. i was walking on p.noval and i saw lots of familiar faces.. most of them were people who were introduced to me (mostly informally) by some of my friends, others were just look-alikes of some of the people i know... anyways, sorry... i just had to mention it!then i saw another friend (who's studying at the ust central seminary), i just said a little "HI" and went on withwhat i was supposed to do. met up with marj at dimsum (change of plans since mcdo was flocked with people). sheordered this thing which was worth 120 pesos only to find out the taste was so disgusting! she had me try itand i almost went to the washroom because of the taste! eeww!... hehe.. so i suggested we'd bettter go to coffe indulgence and eat some decent food there. we went there (twas her first time). the place is kinda hot 'cause it's not airconditioned. i'm not really a big fan of the place (unlike my friends in the seminary).it's actually sort of expensive when you consider its ambience and compare it withthe price of their products. i mean, the range of the prices of foods and beverages they sell there is almost similar to that of starbucks'! but i still proceeded because i wanted marj to take a look at the place, plus i wanted a decent sandwich and coffee. we talked about some stuff (the latest buzzes in our lives - practically the highlightwas a portion in a human being's life called "lovelife")! so ayun! ganun-ganun lng ulet!.. then we went to joan's apartment (forbes place) - somewhere near dapitan cor. lacson sts. i waited until marj changed her clothes! (siyempre,punta kameng shang tapos nka-uniform siya na white? hehe... anybody would look like a nanny of a big-time kidthere pag ngkataon! hehe..) the next thing was looking for a taxi that will take us there! grabeh! antagal mg-abang! ayaw nilang maghatid sa shang! i don't know if it's beacause of the distance or something! basta, it took us almost 30 minutes to get one! and another 1 hour til we got to shang! we talked a lot inside the cab - mostly med stuff (lam mu na - physio,histo, ana, biochem, etc...)! ayoko na mg-med tuloy! hehe... we got there past eight na yta! ate at a japanese restaurant (forgot the name na..). and i loathe them for doing that! hehe... joke lang... my gustatory sense just would not accept anything japanese! hehe... weird ba? ang sad lang. kse just after 20 minutes, ching, sam and pey had to leave na. ching has to go home to cavite pa kse, sam in las pinas, and pey (ewan ko ba dito! nakikisabay lng)! hehe...ang lungkot nmn!... the travel time to shang was longer pa than the time i spent with them! eh i haven't seen pey in like 8 months na! ching in 2 months yta! and sam in a month! so the remaining people (me, marj, joan, yssai, dana, &amp;amp; ara) proceeded with some more small talks. it lasted for almost another 20 minutes lang then we had to leave na.sad, isn't it? we have work daw kse tomorrow eh kya aun. grabeh di ba? anlungkot medyo! i mean marj and joan werevery excited to come since a moment like this (naks! prang kanta ah!) is very scarce in med! we all know naman thatmed life is really hard, right? i mean, they had to study for almost 2-hours (that's the shortest na) for just a 10-point quiz everyday! and the free time that they really have is every friday nights. (sadly, study again even onweekends)! so aun! i'm sad for them (more than i'm sad for myself)... super ecstatic kse kameng tatlo to go there(i mean, antagal ng byahe namen ha...) anyways, to end this entry with a positive note, it was nice to see them again! cguro next time saturday night nmn pra mas matagal! i'm sleepy already... gud nyt na!... work tom starts at 10am... gudnyt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;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/8559022001148688146-1006164996568001876?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1006164996568001876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=1006164996568001876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1006164996568001876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/1006164996568001876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/food-trips.html' title='food trips...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-6NeKeMUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JBIGhwgUhGw/s72-c/sweet-corn-cartoon-eating.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3701143050243234428</id><published>2007-07-19T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:10:40.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some of the best pictures during internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-S8CksvPI/AAAAAAAAACk/Kq12NfFKUuU/s1600-h/35168201555829l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088947664132553970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-S8CksvPI/AAAAAAAAACk/Kq12NfFKUuU/s320/35168201555829l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088947668427521282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-S8SksvQI/AAAAAAAAACs/euTPClZGXmw/s320/too%2520much%2520chocolates.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-SdSksvMI/AAAAAAAAACM/i5QWqFNWpEQ/s1600-h/29419926126165l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-SdiksvNI/AAAAAAAAACU/ksQewSL-xC4/s1600-h/25542749317916l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;L-R (enchanted kingdom pre-graduation celebration - marj, ching, dana, me); (early MOA days - sam, me, xyndi)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;here i am again!... sitting in my room facing this laptop and typing any random thoughts.uhm... met up with ara this afternoon in trinoma! ate at red ribbons! (pulubi daw kasi kame ngaun!)haha!...) grabeh! t'was my third time there (in trinoma) this week! was there on monday (that was my first time since i had a 2-hour clinic break and the place was really close to where i am working - in UP village - so i decided to eat lunch there), went there again tuesday to tour my ust friends who haven't been there yet, and the third time was with ara. anyways, i kinda like there. the idea of having trees and fountains (at the rooftop of a mall is sort of fantastic)! plus, starbucks there is awesome! may mga ponds pa tlga! hehe... the interior though is sort of mediocre (gosh! i mean,i'm not an architect or something but it's just an opinion.. or maybe it's not yet finished that's why it's not yet that excellent! anyways, ara and i chatted a lot! talked about chikas in the block (that's our class)! we ordered at 5:30 i guess and we left the place almost 8:30 na. haha!... di ko namalayan ang oras.! panu ba naman, it's the first time i saw her again in 6 months! grabeh! iba na tlga pag ngwo-work na! lalo na siguro pag may mga pamilya na! hehe... i just realized that i haven't seen most of my college friends for some time now! the last time i met most of them was during the bacolod inasal dinner in january! huwaw! and pey was not even there! (hmm... pey is my thesis partner in college whom i've had lots of misunderstandings with! hehe... because of the toxicity of doing a thesis! and i admit that it was mostly my fault because i wasn't that hardworking as she is! hehe... palusot pa rin! what i'm just trying to say is, she's really nice! i don't think anybody else could've understood me better during those times than her. thanks pey! T_T) going back,... yeah... except of course for sam whom i shared a fuzion moment with in promenade, dennis whom i co-worked in greenhills, and joan and marj - who are now in ust taking up medicine. the others really, i miss them na!! sobra!... but i really am excited that we're meeting up again tomorrow in shang naman! this time, i hope there will be more people coming... siyempre, pra there will be more picture taking! haha!kailangan may ganun! for documentation purposes! hehe.. palusot! anyways, i think i should be posting this na. my right wrist hurts already! gosh, carpal tunnel syndrome ito! hehe!... anu na nga ba uling mga extrinsic muscles ng hands ang affected pag may CTS? hehe!... haay... here are some pics taken from internship archive! i miss you guys! drop by tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-RWSksvKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VbFsAp6dHFw/s1600-h/postinternship.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088945916080864418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-RWSksvKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VbFsAp6dHFw/s320/postinternship.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-RWSksvII/AAAAAAAAABs/SfbrLKIQPbk/s1600-h/29419926126165l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088945916080864386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-RWSksvII/AAAAAAAAABs/SfbrLKIQPbk/s320/29419926126165l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;L-R (post-internship gimmick at tien de sitas - marj, xyndi, me, diane); (lionel's gig somewhere in qc - dana, lauro, lionel, aika, me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-RWCksvHI/AAAAAAAAABk/KWt6u3MWV8s/s1600-h/25542749317916l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088945911785897074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-RWCksvHI/AAAAAAAAABk/KWt6u3MWV8s/s320/25542749317916l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-SdiksvOI/AAAAAAAAACc/-UD0tOjfuWA/s1600-h/whacky.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088947140146543842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-SdiksvOI/AAAAAAAAACc/-UD0tOjfuWA/s320/whacky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;L-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;R ("ala grey's anatomy" last day of pgh internship - pam, me, christian, dana, ara); (after graduation party - lauro, aika, xyndi, lionel, mitch, ara, ruel, marj, me, dana)&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-3701143050243234428?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3701143050243234428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3701143050243234428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3701143050243234428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3701143050243234428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-of-best-pictures-during-internship.html' title='some of the best pictures during internship'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rp-S8CksvPI/AAAAAAAAACk/Kq12NfFKUuU/s72-c/35168201555829l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-3415125171625665513</id><published>2007-07-17T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:09:48.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's your biggest secret?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;37 Questions (friendster stuff) - this one is kinda interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be HONEST no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What Is your natural hair color?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Where was your default pic taken?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: UST central seminary basketball court (during their intramurals..) - i visited friends there!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What's your middle name?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: Jamora (pronounced with an "h" there! hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Your current relationship status?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: single!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Does your crush like you back?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: Unfortunately nope!.. (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What is your current mood?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: still depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What color underwear are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: gray.. what the!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.What makes you happy?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: that's one question which answer i don't exactly know! sad, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If you could go back in time to change something what you would change?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: uhm... enjoy and hook up with as many people as possible (even through the net).. 'coz that's what i'm doing now and i thought i could've done it before.. (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. If you MUST be an animal for ONEday- what would you be?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: i would be a dolphin! (i want to see what's under the ocean..haha! tsaka pumito-pito! hekhek!...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: nope.. (i'm really feaked out with questions relating to DEATH..katakooot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Something you do a lot?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: net! (it's getting unhealthy, i know... but there's nothing much to do in my room!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What's the name of the song stuck in your head right now?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: wait for you - elliot yamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Name someone with the same b-days you?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: si joey (college friend)..tsaka si rico yan! (oo na, showbiz tlga! hekhek!..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. When was the last time you cried?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: sometime last week or two weeks ago.. (grabeh!.. that was a lot of drama there! cried profusely like tears were never gonna end! my lacrimal glands worked the hardest that day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: sa block lang namin.. (during 1st year college! sam made me sing "when you wish upon a star".. that was so annoying!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you could have one super power what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: i want to fly! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: face? (syempre...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What do you usually order from Starbucks?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: dati fave ko White Choco Mocha.. ngaun, any juice they have... but i love mango juice! (ahem..ahemm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What's your biggest secret?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: eh di na secret un if i tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. What are your favorite colors?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: green (sucker for green here!), second would be white...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. When was the last time you lied?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: i do it often.. haha!... i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Do you still watch kiddy movies or TV shows?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: YES! hehe.. who wouldn't?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What are you eating or drinking at the moment?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: no food in my room tonight (just water..hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Do you speak any other language?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: nope...sadly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What's your favorite smell?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: lacoste perfume!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. If you could describe your life in one word what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: journey.. it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. When was the last time you have/received a hug?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: last month? from a girl friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Have you ever been kissed in the rain?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: mushy question people! nope! sadly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: a lot actually!.. find ways to stop this feeling of emptiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. What should you be doing?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: Sleeping na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. What was the last thing that made you upset/angry?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: upset? i won't tell.. hehe... angry? uhm... can't remember exactly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. How often do you pray?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: every night before sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Do you like working in the yard?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: we don't have a yard in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: ok na 'to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Do you act differently around your crush?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: hmm... amf!.. ewan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Name one thing that reminds you of an ex?&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly: not for me!.. &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/8559022001148688146-3415125171625665513?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3415125171625665513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=3415125171625665513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3415125171625665513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/3415125171625665513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-your-biggest-secret.html' title='what&apos;s your biggest secret?'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5205026252331345796</id><published>2007-07-16T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:07:12.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at a crossroad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-6gOKeMVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CvGejEPAIpw/s1600-h/crossroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152041561455735122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-6gOKeMVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CvGejEPAIpw/s320/crossroad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s been a while since my last post… so I’m finally writing another one... (Thank God I have no work tomorrow so I can stay late tonight!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just the other night, my friend Sam and I were talking about the latest buzz and oohss/aahs in our lives (what we’ve been up to the past days…) I just said that I bought a new pair of glasses (since the last one was not really aesthetically friendly plus I thought there was something wrong with the grade of its lenses…) anyways, this new one is kinda nice (but also quite expensive…hmf! So I hope they would really look good on me! Otherwise, I just wasted a good amount of money!) So Sam went on with her usual comments and rants (like iba na ang mayaman!, and so on…) She had to say how “mundane” I was (but really I’m so not like that!) to spend that amount on just a pair of eyeglasses! So I just responded with the excuse that it’s a necessity, not a want (for me)… Moving on, we happened to talk about our next gimmick (since the Eastwood block thing that we earlier planned unfortunately was cancelled because of conflicts with people’s schedules… haay… iba na ang buhay namen ngaun tlga! T_T). She then asked me if I was interested to come at a law students’ open bar party in Makati where one of her friends invited her. I hesitantly replied with a maybe since I said I badly needed DIVERSION nowadays anyway because of this some sort of emptiness and hollow emotion that I’ve been feeling for quite some time now. Another friend, Xyndi, and I chatted about it the previous days – referring to it as a TRANSITION in our lives – a CROSSROAD, whichever way you’d like to call it – since having gone through college and entering the adulthood stage brings to us new responsibilities (and worries, unfortunately!). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, here are the excerpts of our conversation (we did it in Friendster – posting comments on each others’ page! Haha!..) This one starts with my response to Sam’s invitation to the party… Here, we described exactly how we feel these days (not to mention English ito! haha!)… What really that crossroad/transition thing that we’re talking about…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2469282"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jebb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... il see if i can make it! we really need to talk 'bout things.. 'coz as xyndi says, "baka maloka ako".. hahaha...transition, crossroad, whichever way you'd like to call it, is really frightening in a way.. haay... (OMG! Your love is playing in my player as i'm typing this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2054277"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im so glad im not alone that im feeling like this! transition, crossroads, whatever you call it, it really sucks... actually i read this book and it sums up what im feeling right now. this is the unabridged version of my shoutout: I trudged along through each day in its turn, rarely looking up, eyeslocked on the never-ending swamp that lay before me, planting myright foot, raising my left, planting my left foot, raising my right,never sure where I was, never sure I was headed in the right direction,knowing only that I had to keep moving, one step at a time.grabe! its perfect diba?!? perfect to mull over especially with a shot glass (or several) of tequila! your love?!? you got it bad, my friend... haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2469282"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jebb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's funny 'coz i thought i was the only one who's feeling this way..then xyndi and i talked.. now,there you are! welcome to the club!haha!!lend me that book when you're done..pls?.. hehe...you wouldn't believe what i've been doing just to have diversion! haay... i felt some sort of emptiness and thought i wasn't happy.. owel, in pursuit of happiness here!.. hekhek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2054277"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so should we call this the "transition club?" haha... i nominate xyndi as the president... i nominate myself as the muse... hahaha.... grabe noh!do you ever feel like you're walking in a very familiar path, then suddenly, you realize that from the very start, you have been walking blindly? now that you realize it, you feel like there's this gaping hole inside of you... you distract yourself with worldliness, with the mundane (sorry fave word) but none of it ever fills that hole... then suddenly you're drowning, you scream at the top of your lungs but it does nothing to help you... then suddenly its pitch black... then you just sit there until you get used to the dark...so am i the only one who is having a depressive episode here? hahaam i making sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2469282"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jebb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's absolutely how i feel!as a proof of that, i bought some of these stuff... went out a lot... but still feel some sort of emptiness...looking for happiness seems like a very hard task. i actually kinda miss college.. when all we had to think of was to pass each test however millions of them come our way...haay...we at least felt secured from the worries of the world...now that we're at this stage, we're being haunted by things that we sort of gave up during that period... uhmm... owel, relationships may be one...our goals in life may be another...but the most frightening question is what we'll become a few years from now...what dreams we're gonna pursue...where we'd end up...haay...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2054277"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think uncertainty is the greatest fear... that's why people (including us) are afraid of the unknown. death, the supernatural and of course, the future. so we immerse ourselves in this so called "enjoyable" activities. but the truth is it could never erase our fears, solve our problems. it just makes our lives spin out of control. true, life has become more complicated since college. i envy those people who are blissfully ignorant and those who know what they want. those who are "happy" with their dream job, dream gadgets, dream etc. all the while, we thought that we would be happy if we get THE job, THE money, the works. but it will only cover that hole temporarily. then you suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, cold water rushing through your veins and asking the question "where am i exactly headed right now?" you think until your head hurts. and even press your ear against the walls as if they would give the answers. to no avail... =(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2054277"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;where do we find the answers? i try really hard to find them but sadly i cant... sometimes, i think that we are too caught up in this superficial world we live in that our "efforts" to find the answers is only as much as lifting a finger... our lives are basically a routine: get up in the morning, get to work, get paid, eat, get involved in a useless hobby, sleep... now the uncertainty is trying to interrupt the routine... and what do we do? we are fully aware of it but we make ourselves "vaguely" aware of it... ignore it until suddenly it comes right in front of you that you can't ignore it anymore... then we just crawl into our dark little shells and hide from the world... we take a peek occasionally to see what we could do... then we see the intensity of the problem, and we hide again...when will we ever be ready? where will we look for the right answers? when can we come out of our hiding places? cliche as it may sound, i guess only time will tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2469282"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jebb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey perky sam! i hope u now get it why i was hooked on "vienna" by billie joel for a while now..though the lyrics wasn't absolutely true for us, some of the lines were spiritual in a sense that they speak of our uncertain path.plus the fact that that scene in 13 going on 30 where jen's character reunited with her parents reminds us that even though as adults, we once in while succumb to that "child" in us...we hide in that shell and shut ourselves out from the world, eventually with the goal of being a stronger and defined person.here are just some of the lines..."Slow down you crazy childYou're so ambitious for a juvenileBut then if you're so smart tell me whyAre you still so afraid?Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?You better cool it off before you burn it out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2469282"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jebb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got your passion you got your prideBut don't you know that only fools are satisfied?Dream on but don't imagine they'll all come trueWhen will you realizeVienna waits for you"-it breaks my heart everytime i hear it.. but i still listen to it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2054277"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vienna sausage? haha... i dont eat it, i hate the meaty taste... haha... its amazing how sarcasm makes me survive each day... so much for the ranting... let's sleep now because we will live our dark and twisted lives tomorrow again.. and again... and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yun… That’s what happened! That was the first time that Sam and I talked seriously… (Uhmm….if I’m not mistaken. Hehe… ‘coz we were these perky people from the block who would just laugh and laugh at life’s problems when still students…) But now, it’s kinda mind-boggling that these once perky people could not front the happy/perky/funny faces that they once had! Aay… andrama! I just hope this would end soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-5205026252331345796?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5205026252331345796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5205026252331345796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5205026252331345796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5205026252331345796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/at-crossroad.html' title='at a crossroad...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/R3-6gOKeMVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CvGejEPAIpw/s72-c/crossroad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-5097755558963283596</id><published>2007-07-04T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:06:14.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diversion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;after some months of working (and living independently not to mention alone..huhu..), i finally felt like i should be doing the things that made me happy when still a student...uhmm.... and that would include going out a lot...watching movies...eating out with friends...(and chatting with them, of course)! months and months of saving (i don't even know for what reason i'm doing it..) and depriving myself of what i used to enjoy has finally taken its toll on me. one day, i felt like "hey!", you should be doing this, watching that, eating those, etc... so i decided to reunite with my old self. (what a statement! huh?!) i mean, i should be treating myself for the effort and perseverance that i have, right?.. i know experiencing burn-out could be so devastating, so i finally took a stand to reward myself! the first thing that i thought was actually buying a new cellphone. i remember when still a student that i wanted so badly to have a sony-ericcson phone with good camera! (w800i was the best then...) i tried budgeting my money and skip a few dinner-out with friends but to no avail... i just couldn't afford it! so i had to be contented with my k300i... now that i have funds to procure one, i decided to finally make it happen. so i bought k800i (owel...3.2 megapixels is awesome!) all my friends know that i'm such a picture addict, so when i bought it, i was extremely ecstatic! took a lot of pics already within its first 24 hours on my hands! a few days later, i met up with marj and joan - two of my friends studying in ust med (freshies! hehe...) i was so happy seeing them (specially in skirts because girl uniforms in up-camp consists of blouse and pants)... we ate dinner at karate kid in sm san lazaro..chatted about med life in ust plus the factthat they are now back to being students (and that would entail seeing them not only in their uniforms but holding books and hand-outs as well). they said it was &lt;em&gt;toxic&lt;/em&gt; but they could manage the pressure (hopefully...). we just had a small talk (primarily because we only had about 40 minutes of time available) regarding what was going on with our lives - the perks and not of being a student (they said it is now easier to ask some things from their parents...hehehe...) versus on that of being a working young adult. hehe... after that, marj had a little but spontaneous shopping (hush puppies stuff)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a day after (that's saturday...), something not so nice happened to me online such that i felt so bad. there was this person who used a very cruel adjective (i wouldn't say the word, of course) in referring to me. i was hurt because for the record he was the first ever creature to call me that ever in my entire life! i know we all get tired and problematic at times...but bearing in mind that people may get hurt as well because of the words we say is just a simple and basic thing, right!? not to mention respect.!. so i had nothing to do since it was a little late already. i slept with a grudge-like feeling (poor me!).&lt;br /&gt;waking up the next day (sunday morning) was another irritating thing! there was a black-out in our place (i'm starting to hate this area already because of the frequent problems in electricity that had been occuring...) it was so damn hot that i wanted to take a shower but realized that not having electricity would also mean not having H20!!! arg!!! i wanted to scream but i didn't want to cause a commotion! luck was on my side that i found a pail of water under the lavatory. thank God! (reminded me that patience is a virtue!owel...) so i took a bath using only a pail of water.. ahem..ahemm... there's nothing wrong with that right? after taking a bath, i texted a friend of mine - joey, (i sent a lot of group messages that day since i was still using globe unlimited text service) and we happened to talk about Transformers. i just felt a hint that somehow she wanted to watch it as well... so i invited her (this time, i'm really not so sure whoever invited who) the important thing is we proceeded to watch it! on my way to sm centerpoint (we decided that was a convenient location since she rents an apartment near uerm and i also live nearby - near ust), i happened to pass by people from meralco fixing some &lt;em&gt;transformers&lt;/em&gt; stuff near the morayta area. that's why &lt;em&gt;pala &lt;/em&gt;there was a massive black-out in the area&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;so we met... ate at karate kid (again!hahaha...) then proceeded to the cinema area to buy the tickets! screening had to start by 12:30pm and we were there 11:45 i guess... since the cinema was still closed, we opted for a picture galore moment with harry potter! 12:30 came so we watched! the movie was just awesome! and i mean in all aspects! the storyline, the effects, the action sequences! name it, they did it well! inever thought watching a sci-fi flick specially with robots in it (those that i would say 99% of kids love playing with) could be that funny as well! liked the part where the good guys (referring to the robots here..hehe...) hid outside the premises of the house while sam had a conversation with his parents! that was extremely hilarious! it made the crowd laugh boisterously as well! anyways, leaving the cinema after having finished watching it left both of us still talking about it... owel.. joey, i had a good time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RouxiLTJtSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aaoNK10s9k8/s1600-h/shot2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083351805124523298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RouxiLTJtSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aaoNK10s9k8/s320/shot2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RouxiLTJtTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9W1qlHhE--k/s1600-h/shot2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083351805124523314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RouxiLTJtTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9W1qlHhE--k/s320/shot2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;two days after, i had to meet sam to get something from her (a printer cd since i lost mine and my laptop got viruses! for the nth time! so i had to install the printer's driver again...) we met at promenade in greenhills since we were both on our greenhills clinics that day. i just had a small laugh regarding sam's description of where we should meet. it goes something like: &lt;em&gt;"ung sa orange na building na bago... yung sa likod"&lt;/em&gt; hehe... sam, it's promenade! (hehe...allow me on this one..at least...hehe...) so we met there. we chilled a bit in fuzion&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;enjoying the flamango drink&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;we ordered. it was a mix of mango-banana-peach i guess... anyways, it was refreshing! we had nothing much to talk about really... (that's actually quite surprising since conversing with her was always like a blockbuster movie - raking in (the chika!) haha!... so we went window shopping this time... proceeded on to see some clothes and stuff (glasses, etc...). but it was fun! being with her always proves to be one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rouyp7TJtWI/AAAAAAAAABU/21-ofGoRf5I/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083353037780137314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rouyp7TJtWI/AAAAAAAAABU/21-ofGoRf5I/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so that was it! &lt;em&gt;haay...&lt;/em&gt; i don't really know whether or not i'm doing the proper way of handling stress...hehehe... (it was all just diversion...) ampf! 'coz after all these, i still sort of hold the not so positive feeling towards that person who called me _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _! &lt;em&gt;haay...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;'di naman ako maarte noh!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/8559022001148688146-5097755558963283596?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5097755558963283596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=5097755558963283596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5097755558963283596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/5097755558963283596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/diversion.html' title='diversion...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RouyMLTJtVI/AAAAAAAAABM/gWmvNfSR6LI/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559022001148688146.post-7133590230134907538</id><published>2007-07-02T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:04:06.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hi there! i'm jebb patrick sarceno.. 22 years old... graduated '06 in up-manila with a bs in occupational therapy degree. uhm... what else... currently working in a pediatric ot clinic in quezon city. i live near ust (boarding house) but i'm originally from batan, aklan... (arg!! i miss home!) i made this blog since there's nothing really exciting going on in my life right now (sigh...) i kinda miss being a student (when all you had in mind was to pass every test or anything similar to it...) now, i have to pay my bills, rent, etc... by myself! (how sad could that be!?) plus, i'm missing a lot o people already! i miss my friends (OT people!!!) i miss strolling around rob manila with them... going to the movies... eating... (haay... T_T ) hope all of you guys will show up this saturday on our eastwood thing! i guess i'll stop right here. i've got to go to the clinic pa eh...&lt;br /&gt;(more stuff to follow...hopefully)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rom_ZLTJtOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y8Bxnqgh63k/s1600-h/35176270521800l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082804093715068130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rom_ZLTJtOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y8Bxnqgh63k/s320/35176270521800l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RonAcLTJtPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jVZ9V8To-_Y/s1600-h/704322326l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082805244766303474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/RonAcLTJtPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jVZ9V8To-_Y/s320/704322326l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rom_Y7TJtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YPDY3_hN5ak/s1600-h/704322326l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559022001148688146-7133590230134907538?l=theespijodiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7133590230134907538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559022001148688146&amp;postID=7133590230134907538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7133590230134907538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559022001148688146/posts/default/7133590230134907538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theespijodiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/hi-there-im-jebb-patrick-sarceno.html' title='missing friends...'/><author><name>jebb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8cijl7eSc8w/Rom_ZLTJtOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y8Bxnqgh63k/s72-c/35176270521800l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
