<?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-10268743</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:51:29.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepwalking in Dreaming State</title><subtitle type='html'>sometimes life can be so randomly beautiful.Ü</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-8473435571742430609</id><published>2008-11-08T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T04:41:19.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missyoubloggie</title><content type='html'>ang tagal ko ng walang post :( sorry no time. be back when i get my feet back on the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8473435571742430609?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8473435571742430609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8473435571742430609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8473435571742430609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8473435571742430609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/missyoubloggie.html' title='missyoubloggie'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-7740181764394025441</id><published>2008-07-01T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:17:59.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;..found an interesting article on the net which made me think that being happy isn't really on the things that we ought to have, but on the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; satisfaction&lt;/span&gt; we can fulfill ourselves with in living it out :) it's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SGpOWkF6P2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6YNLzjKg_Wg/s1600-h/1_616544130l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SGpOWkF6P2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6YNLzjKg_Wg/s320/1_616544130l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218069267814694754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Study: The World gets&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HAPPIER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the anxieties of these times, happiness has been on the rise around the world in recent years, a new survey finds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="lrec"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" class="ad_slug_table" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ad_slug"&gt;&lt;span class="ad_slug_font"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/studyworldgetshappier/28072036/SIG=11urbfdh7/*http://www.livescience.com/health/060227_happiness_keys.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_0"&gt;upbeat outlook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is attributed to economic growth in previously poor countries, democratization of others, and rising social tolerance for women and minority groups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; "It's a surprising finding," said &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_1"&gt;University of Michigan&lt;/span&gt; political scientist Ronald Inglehart, who headed up the survey. "It's widely believed that it's almost impossible to raise an entire country's happiness level." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_2"&gt;Denmark&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happiest nation&lt;/span&gt;  and &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_3"&gt;Zimbabwe&lt;/span&gt; the the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most glum&lt;/span&gt;, he found. (Zimbabwe's longtime ruler &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_4"&gt;Robert Mugabe&lt;/span&gt; was sworn in as president for a sixth term Sunday after a widely discredited runoff in which he was the only candidate. Observers said the runoff was marred by violence and intimidation.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; The &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/studyworldgetshappier/28072036/SIG=11s6clkbh/*http://www.livescience.com/health/080625-baby-boomers.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_5"&gt;United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ranks 16th. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; The results of the survey, going back an average of 17 years in 52 countries and involving 350,000 people, will be published in the July 2008 issue of the journal Perspectives on Psychological Science. Researchers have asked the same two questions over the years: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Taking all things together, would you say you are very happy, rather happy, not very happy, not at all happy?" And, "All things considered, how satisfied are you with your life as a whole these days?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; A Happiness Index created from the answers rose in 40 countries between 1981 and 2007, and it fell in the other 12. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Scientists had thought happiness is stable over time when looking at entire societies. "Most previous research suggests that people and nations are stuck on a 'hedonic treadmill,'" Inglehart said. "The belief has been that no matter what happens or what we do, basic happiness levels are stable and don't really change." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; So Inglehart's team was surprised that happiness "rose substantially." They speculate reasons for the sunny outlooks include societal shifts in recent decades: Low-income countries such as &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_6"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_7"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt; have experienced unprecedented rates of economic growth; dozens of medium-income countries have democratized; and there has been a sharp rise of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_8"&gt;gender equality&lt;/span&gt; and tolerance of ethnic minorities and gays and lesbians in developed societies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Previous research has found that happiness is &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/studyworldgetshappier/28072036/SIG=11ri6k2kc/*http://www.livescience.com/health/080304-happy-genes.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_9"&gt;partly inherited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and that money &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/studyworldgetshappier/28072036/SIG=124k53ndf/*http://www.livescience.com/strangenews/060629_money_happiness.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_10"&gt;doesn't buy much of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Yet the new survey finds people of rich countries tend to be happier than those of poor countries. And controlling for economic factors, certain types of societies are much happier than others. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; "The results clearly show that the happiest societies are those that allow people the freedom to choose how to live their lives," &lt;/span&gt;Inglehart said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; A survey released last week found one reason America doesn't top the list: Baby Boomers are &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/studyworldgetshappier/28072036/SIG=11s6clkbh/*http://www.livescience.com/health/080625-baby-boomers.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_11"&gt;generally miserable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; compared to other generations. Further, a &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_12"&gt;public opinion poll&lt;/span&gt; released by the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214866773_13"&gt;Pew Research Center&lt;/span&gt; in April found that 81 percent of Americans say they believe the country is on the "wrong track." The response is the most negative in the 25 years pollsters have asked the question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Yahoo news&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;things/people/events that recently made me happy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;*God's unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;*angel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;*ipod&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;*aot birthday celebs and get togethers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;*back to school with str8.A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-7740181764394025441?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7740181764394025441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=7740181764394025441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7740181764394025441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7740181764394025441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-happy.html' title='are you happy?'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SGpOWkF6P2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6YNLzjKg_Wg/s72-c/1_616544130l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-1524950511462112739</id><published>2008-06-21T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:17:59.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I never know what the future brings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But I know you are here with me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We’ll make it through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don’t know why you’re so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But I know that this much is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We’ll make it through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;‘ Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And though I can’t be with you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And know my heart is by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SFy2C95o3sI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jbUJJx2l8MM/s1600-h/1_299773415m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SFy2C95o3sI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jbUJJx2l8MM/s320/1_299773415m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214242630680501954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-1524950511462112739?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1524950511462112739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=1524950511462112739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1524950511462112739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1524950511462112739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/06/bliss.html' title='bliss'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SFy2C95o3sI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jbUJJx2l8MM/s72-c/1_299773415m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-5217777561402299264</id><published>2008-06-02T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:57:41.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;i want my appetite back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-5217777561402299264?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5217777561402299264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5217777561402299264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5217777561402299264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5217777561402299264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/06/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-4187445502835516865</id><published>2008-06-02T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:13:38.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want m&amp;m's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2days before my birthday. and I'm still sick with flu and a sore throat :(&lt;br /&gt;still have unclear plans on what to do that day.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll enjoy.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;~there is NO ONE else for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;, NONE BUT JESUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-4187445502835516865?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4187445502835516865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=4187445502835516865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4187445502835516865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4187445502835516865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-want-m.html' title='i want m&amp;m&apos;s'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-5403255230550973996</id><published>2008-05-30T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:02.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sommersault season fades away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;. and uh.. I'm home. a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. a total bum. ilang oras nlng at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na ang summer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt;. and i havent had the getaway i've craved for.. :( ang sad. though i've had pretty good ones, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camp&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chillin' sa mall&lt;/span&gt;.. but the incredible &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;sunset at the beach&lt;/span&gt;, endless &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kwentos over bonfire by the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and ultimate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;camwhoring moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my favorite friends in the whole wide world.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I guess everyone's been pre-occupied the whole vacation. not to mention na i've only had uh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 weeks&lt;/span&gt; of bakasyon, yes only 2wks dahil sa summer.. aun. i guess &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm just gonna have to wait for summer next year&lt;/span&gt; to fulfill the craving, by then i'll be saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;goodbye to college&lt;/span&gt; and i'm looking forward to having a good one. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;anyhoo, here are few &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snapshots&lt;/span&gt; of my so-called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'summer'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Summer Class Tambays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;all days of April-May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDwG_oWrVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5EHK3DgR-F4/s1600-h/pic2349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDwG_oWrVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5EHK3DgR-F4/s320/pic2349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206425172190866770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDwHPoWrWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WONRI0fx1Mc/s1600-h/IMG_2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDwHPoWrWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WONRI0fx1Mc/s320/IMG_2704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206425176485834082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDwHPoWrXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KyMS8dNbBNQ/s1600-h/IMG_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDwHPoWrXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KyMS8dNbBNQ/s320/IMG_2709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206425176485834098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CBC Youth Camp '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;May 14-17, Majayjay, Laguna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvxfoWrSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Eilk9XrjaGs/s1600-h/CIMG0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvxfoWrSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Eilk9XrjaGs/s320/CIMG0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206424802823679266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvxfoWrTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L6xak3pP8fM/s1600-h/CIMG0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvxfoWrTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L6xak3pP8fM/s320/CIMG0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206424802823679282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvxvoWrUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kDeoaZZBrhk/s1600-h/CIMG0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvxvoWrUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kDeoaZZBrhk/s320/CIMG0552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206424807118646594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CBC Family Outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sitio Lucia, Bulacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvb_oWrQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CURufunOBBk/s1600-h/1_318806327l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvb_oWrQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CURufunOBBk/s320/1_318806327l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206424433456491778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvb_oWrRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/A5NG_p2Xqp0/s1600-h/1_626693901l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDvb_oWrRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/A5NG_p2Xqp0/s320/1_626693901l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206424433456491794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hillsong United: Live in Manila&lt;br /&gt;May 26, Araneta Coliseum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(lucky to have a meet&amp;amp;greet pass)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWfoWrYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fPD55WnX_0o/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWfoWrYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fPD55WnX_0o/s320/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206427637502094722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWfoWrZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bJeAaMn6uYo/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWfoWrZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bJeAaMn6uYo/s320/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206427637502094738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyW_oWrcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yMUKb5wEnEI/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyW_oWrcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yMUKb5wEnEI/s320/Picture+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206427646092029378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWvoWraI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2FBFiYiiF7E/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWvoWraI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2FBFiYiiF7E/s320/Picture+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206427641797062050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWvoWrbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxG_DLXrCqU/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDyWvoWrbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxG_DLXrCqU/s320/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206427641797062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;..and the rest was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pictureless&lt;/span&gt; are some of the days of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;malling and chillin&lt;/span&gt;. and oh, I still have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cotillion&lt;/span&gt; (tama ba spelling? whatever beaver.) to dance away too, though it's still on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14th&lt;/span&gt;..wala pkong gown! err. the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hillsong Praise and Worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. it's an awesome experience of live worship :) and i saw some familiar faces too. oh well, this is it for the moment..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3days&lt;/span&gt;, before my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so looking forward ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;it's saturday. too bad will miss the last day of Pyro Olympics because I'm having colds and lil cough too. sooo couch potato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'CONSTANTLY, You're on my mind. thinking bout you all the time. I can't sleep, no matter what I do, I just keep on thinking about you.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;tu me manques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-5403255230550973996?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5403255230550973996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5403255230550973996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5403255230550973996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5403255230550973996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-sommersault-season-fades-away.html' title='another sommersault season fades away'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SEDwG_oWrVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5EHK3DgR-F4/s72-c/pic2349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-3563025299917543559</id><published>2008-05-13T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T08:36:11.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;..lovin' GossipGirl ;) ngayon lang ako nagkaron ng time manood. tama silang lahat.. ang ganda! err. but i still have to download the other episodes. anyways, i'm off to Laguna tomorrow for the camp. can't barely sleep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ekssayted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; :) 5days to go, summer classes are over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wuhoo. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-3563025299917543559?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3563025299917543559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=3563025299917543559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3563025299917543559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3563025299917543559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/05/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-5343290598891810133</id><published>2008-05-10T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:02.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homaygad higad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;summer classes&lt;/span&gt; are about to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; wuhoo ;) 7 days to go! yey. hay, sa wakas finally, i could make liwaliws na, though kahit ngayong summer ay everyday liwaliw..hehe, i want to go somewhere. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somwhere malayo&lt;/span&gt;. and kahit tagulan na, gusto ko pading mag-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;beach&lt;/span&gt;! err. i really, really, really, need a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;getaway&lt;/span&gt;. tsk. di bale, after summer.. And oh, I'm gonna be having &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swimming classes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(too late na diba) after my summer. err, 'rents kasi eh, they wanted para daw pag nagF.a ako. haay, i don't even know kung magapply ako for that.. but well, sunod nalang muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malapit narn ang&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt; june&lt;/span&gt;, which means.. malapit na ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; ko!! wuhoo. yipee. yehey. I'm looking forward to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; one actually. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngayon na masaya nako sa buhay ko&lt;/span&gt; ;p though i've still been battling kung anong gagawin ko. family wanted me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;throw a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. since hindi ako nakapagdebut, sa dahilang ayaw ko..haha! they're throwing the party actually kaso, uhm.. the thing is.. i wanted an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha! napakamaterialistic ko. now daddy's asking me what i like, it's either a party or an ipod. hmm... tough one. gusto ko din naman ng party eh, un nga lang, what ive planned for myself is that when i turn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt; nlng sana or maybe on my 23rd. ung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bonggacious&lt;/span&gt; na, at ung ako ung gagastos..kasi nga gusto ko bongga ;) arte tlga. o well, i still have 2 weeks to decide. i hope i can decide. haha! anyways, i still have to post my birthday wishlist, i know. it's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tradition&lt;/span&gt;. haha! though these are just of the stuffs i wanted right now. not a need but a want. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ansaya. homaygad higad ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;*Wishaboos*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. starbucks tumbler&lt;br /&gt;2. colored skinny jeans (yellow shempre)&lt;br /&gt;3. new trusty bible (gusto ko ung cute)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ipod nano video&lt;br /&gt;5. N81 (yes baby)&lt;br /&gt;6.oversized bag&lt;br /&gt;7. new haircut (i guess ako lang ang makakfulfill neto)&lt;br /&gt;8. gossip girl dvd&lt;br /&gt;9. maybelline mascara&lt;br /&gt;10. new havs&lt;br /&gt;11. 'i heart manila' tee at bayo&lt;br /&gt;12. jansport backpack&lt;br /&gt;13. a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hug&lt;/span&gt; from everyone i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; from everyone that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;greets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prayer&lt;/span&gt; from everyone that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;..anyone give me anything from here, i will love you for the r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;est of my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" id="entrybody"&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SCVRL1nyKnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/u2Y3e3Lza5g/s1600-h/06042007351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SCVRL1nyKnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/u2Y3e3Lza5g/s320/06042007351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198650608683461234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating my birthday last year Sbx with benz and the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to come: Youth Camp, 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*'coz You and I both loved, what you and i spoke of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" id="entrybody"&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/10268743-5343290598891810133?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5343290598891810133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5343290598891810133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5343290598891810133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5343290598891810133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/05/homaygad-higad.html' title='homaygad higad'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SCVRL1nyKnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/u2Y3e3Lza5g/s72-c/06042007351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-7640064999604118225</id><published>2008-05-03T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:02.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i go again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;should i blame love for making me think about him everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SBxnrd9guhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YAPDAzwZAHU/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SBxnrd9guhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YAPDAzwZAHU/s200/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196142066553371154" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or should i blame him for making me feel this way?..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-7640064999604118225?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7640064999604118225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=7640064999604118225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7640064999604118225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7640064999604118225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-i-go-again.html' title='here i go again'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/SBxnrd9guhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YAPDAzwZAHU/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-2523145288169742543</id><published>2008-04-23T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:10:08.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bookworm</title><content type='html'>..some excerpts from &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE WEDDING&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicholas Sparks&lt;/span&gt; that i loved, i just had to share it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".. while wounds can be inflicted easily upon those we love, it's often much more difficult to heal them. yet the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;process of healing&lt;/span&gt; those wounds provided the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;richest experience in my life&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..But most of all, I learned that it's possible for two people to fall in love all over again, even when there had been a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lifetime of disappointment&lt;/span&gt; between them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..yet because i failed her in many ways too frequent to count."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the stars weren't always in alignment, but tonight they seemed to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, I've come to understand, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more than three words mumbled before bedtime&lt;/span&gt;. love is sustained by action, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pattern of devotion&lt;/span&gt; in the things we do for each other everyday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i often find myself filled with longing, though I'm at lost to tell you what is it that i feel my life is missing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" that's what i mean when i said I did it for me. every time i need her, it was like I was courting her, because sometimes, just sometimes, she would fall in love with me again just like she had a long time ago. and that's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;most wonderful feeling in the world&lt;/span&gt;. how many people are given that chance? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to have someone you love fall in love with you over and over&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-2523145288169742543?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2523145288169742543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=2523145288169742543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2523145288169742543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2523145288169742543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/04/bookworm.html' title='bookworm'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-5340871527998197240</id><published>2008-04-06T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:00:28.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pitched</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATT?!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bagsak ako sa french?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay, ayoko nang magsalita dahil nagkakasala lang ako. si Lord na ang bahala sa anakngtinapang professor na aun. there had been so much frustration and disappointment barely had the urge to smile. been so down but been picked up. and thanks, well yeah thanks.. for just about everything. you've been my source of strength and comfort through all this. thanks Lord. for just about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and oh, not to mention that someone you gave to show me the rainbows i have been longing all this time. ;)  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To God be ALL the glory. i just love Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/10268743-5340871527998197240?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5340871527998197240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5340871527998197240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5340871527998197240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5340871527998197240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/04/pitched.html' title='pitched'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-5103134258768447143</id><published>2008-03-17T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:03.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;..hell week's finally&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; wala na kong exams to worry about.. and wala nang defense, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nang mam tores!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yehey!! haha.. haay. with all the stress this sem had brought me, i think i needed a very  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;relaxing break&lt;/span&gt;, though i had to admit that ive really not been that diligent..haha. one sem to go, then bye2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UST &lt;/span&gt;nko ;( anyways, highlights of the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R961corMvpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JfiF-tYgcyI/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R961corMvpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JfiF-tYgcyI/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178776125082222226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with kah, before the defense..picture muna ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R961c4rMvqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YKa5AF0-nfw/s1600-h/SP_A1058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R961c4rMvqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YKa5AF0-nfw/s320/SP_A1058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178776129377189538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corporate attire daw eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..what I'm feeling now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R961dIrMvrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RZcKZ0fCfSk/s1600-h/Rainb0w%21%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R961dIrMvrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RZcKZ0fCfSk/s320/Rainb0w%21%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178776133672156850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..i feel like i need someone who could give me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;for all the rains coming into me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-5103134258768447143?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5103134258768447143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5103134258768447143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5103134258768447143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5103134258768447143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/03/over.html' title='over'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R961corMvpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JfiF-tYgcyI/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-13334282479512094</id><published>2008-03-13T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:05:21.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lil more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;..konti nalang, im almost there to finishing this sem. haay.. goodbye ust nako :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-13334282479512094?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/13334282479512094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=13334282479512094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/13334282479512094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/13334282479512094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/03/lil-more.html' title='lil more'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-6028034002933081952</id><published>2008-03-06T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:25:16.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;..so tired of all this. everything just doesnt fall into their places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Lord, Help me. I need faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-6028034002933081952?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6028034002933081952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=6028034002933081952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6028034002933081952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6028034002933081952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/03/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-1585566390251366075</id><published>2008-03-05T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:21:45.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngarag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;..got so much to do. not enough time, and sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss my phone *sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-1585566390251366075?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1585566390251366075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=1585566390251366075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1585566390251366075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1585566390251366075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/03/ngarag.html' title='ngarag'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-3756260457922563140</id><published>2008-02-29T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T08:27:59.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oust gloria</title><content type='html'>..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHATT?!!&lt;/span&gt; two weeks nalang, or almost a week of lectures nalang.. man.. vacation na ulit. darn, time really flies. the next thing I know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be graduating na.&lt;/span&gt; weh. Practicum nako this year.. ayoko pang umalis sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;UST&lt;/span&gt;! my beloved school :( btw, i saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;today. Someone talked to few of my friends, and i bet someone didnt even asked for me. How sad, and how pathetic. of me of course. i hate it! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hate it because it just made me want to want him more.&lt;/span&gt; *aww*  i don't know why  I'm just the same  as I was a year ago. haay. so much for my last day of february, darn crappy. and with all the issues going on with the country right now, parehas lang magulo lahat. sira phone ko!! omg. im gonna die, i miss my phone :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-3756260457922563140?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3756260457922563140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=3756260457922563140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3756260457922563140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3756260457922563140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/oust-gloria.html' title='oust gloria'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-9130589029816394580</id><published>2008-02-26T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:02:03.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala akong maisip</title><content type='html'>..no classes today. dahil sa symposium chuvaness. too lazy to attend. and for sure i'll be bamboozled dahil twice the attendance un. pft. aun, lungkot lungkutan ako kahapon. pero im glad someone's there for me.. so thankful for sweetfriend, made me happy. :) soularium and dinner with him kahapon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-9130589029816394580?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/9130589029816394580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=9130589029816394580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9130589029816394580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9130589029816394580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/wala-akong-maisip.html' title='wala akong maisip'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-5217169911126755310</id><published>2008-02-24T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:07:12.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>up so early</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..it's 5am, and i just woke up. I'm going to an Ocular Inspection today of our camp venue that's why I'm up this early. ugh. so early. I've only had almost 8 hours of sleep lang simula the other day, so that makes me, or that gives me, rather, another batch of dreaded eye bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been into a rollercoaster of emotions kahapon. and i think God had pretty much tested me with it, unfortunately i failed. I have let my emotions, especially anger, to eat me, alive. haay, and worse i remembered something, someone. i don't know why I kept of dreaming of him the past few days, and it's not the ordinary dream ha. It's sweet. and it's impossible. Mag-ke-KC ako. I've made up mind. and I'm getting a little bit excited everyday, and my fear becomes bigger each day too. I dunno, I trust God that everything will fall into it's own places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-5217169911126755310?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5217169911126755310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5217169911126755310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5217169911126755310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5217169911126755310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/up-so-early.html' title='up so early'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-2760441229393518401</id><published>2008-02-22T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:03.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>burthdays</title><content type='html'>..ok, so today is friday. the last day of the school week. my week has been uh..quite a boring one. medyo lang naman, since the other classmates were on a tour to China, medyo walang ginagawa. highlights nalang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R77h0cms8qI/AAAAAAAAADw/hItQwKvTzMk/s1600-h/SP_A0941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R77h0cms8qI/AAAAAAAAADw/hItQwKvTzMk/s320/SP_A0941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169817713415877282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Ge :) with her McDreamy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R7-af8ms8rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-4A6Ued4nyQ/s1600-h/Image076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R7-af8ms8rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-4A6Ued4nyQ/s320/Image076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170020770879697586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST chapter celebrated angge's bday sa hideout :) surprised by some revelations and flattered by it din. saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Soularium with Sweetfriend and dinner with him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R77ev8ms8pI/AAAAAAAAADo/x-cb9LTxLTE/s1600-h/1_516665471l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R77ev8ms8pI/AAAAAAAAADo/x-cb9LTxLTE/s320/1_516665471l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169814337571582610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Matt! my dearest brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i just watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt; pala and i loved it. Fairy tale tlga. and I'm loving&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jon Mclaughlin's -  So Close&lt;/span&gt; which is in the soundtrack, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colbie Calliat's - Realize&lt;/span&gt;. haay, kakainlove &lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&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/10268743-2760441229393518401?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2760441229393518401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=2760441229393518401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2760441229393518401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2760441229393518401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/burthdays.html' title='burthdays'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R77h0cms8qI/AAAAAAAAADw/hItQwKvTzMk/s72-c/SP_A0941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-5298762745955707762</id><published>2008-02-20T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T00:23:23.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of mediocrity and confessions</title><content type='html'>..didnt go to school today, so lazy to. haay, natamaditis nanaman ako. sometimes i just wanted to hit myself para bumalik lang ako sa katinuan. pft. i have my monthly 'visit' din kase that's why im like this. it's my first day khapon and as usual dysmenorrhea, but talk about the wonders of beer. it's not that bad at all, after a bottle, nawala lahat ng nararamdaman kong sakit. galing! though im not really a drinker i want to affirm the beer for making my day kahapon. we celebrated my angge's bday too, kahapon. UST chapter nga lang, minus benz, plus the ME boys. saw my Mcdreamy, pro hindi ako pinansin. hmp. anyhoo, it's a day of revelations too. and i received a few affirmations which i didnt really know not until they've confessed it. haay,. aun, my life is such a mediocre right now. still have lots of things to work on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-5298762745955707762?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5298762745955707762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5298762745955707762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5298762745955707762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5298762745955707762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-mediocrity-and-confessions.html' title='of mediocrity and confessions'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-7337964557896507978</id><published>2008-02-15T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:03.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how my L♥VE week went</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have all the time in the world to blog, i was just really lazy to do it..haha! maybe because i thought sleeping more than the usual would be more satisfying. but i was wrong, i missed blogging more than anything i else i could do online :) but i think I'm gonna do it with a weekly variable just like my precedent post kahit na i have a lot of stories to tell. especially na it's the love week ngaun, but i think im gonna have to have a seperate post for that, ibang usapan muna yan :) here goes my week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SUNDAY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with Achi in CCP to watch the play "iLaughYou" just because i needed extra points in my Lit205 class, im that desperate dahil lagi akong absent dun.haha! had a light dinner at Starbucks Harbour Square and sister bonding as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm,i actually can't remember how my day went..haha! all i can remember is that, ive had a very boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galileo day. Had an excruciating exam, and our reward? Wala si Mam Torres! yey. Daig pa namin ang nanalo sa lotto. uhm, ok exage, parang fiesta lang. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Valentines date with Bestfriend, Achi and Sasa :) Greenbelt after our nakakabadtrip na presentation sa Lit. Had dinner at National Sports Grill then the stable Sbux. i saw the very yummy Diether Ocampo din :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R7XG3sms8nI/AAAAAAAAADU/_q9G8M5TNyE/s1600-h/sasa6261-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R7XG3sms8nI/AAAAAAAAADU/_q9G8M5TNyE/s320/sasa6261-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167254807646106226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galileo muna,then an excruciating recitation in StratMa then I'm off to Seaside MOa with AOT, discussed a few issues, laughed hard, had so much fun. Single awareness day. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RedBox with AOT, then dinner with my sibs, bumped into Shoti then to Panje, White Chocolate Mocha to complete my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.ok so that's how my love week went :) so satisfied. enjoying my singlehood. I'm loving it. ♥ *all smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-7337964557896507978?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7337964557896507978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=7337964557896507978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7337964557896507978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7337964557896507978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-my-love-week-went.html' title='how my L♥VE week went'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R7XG3sms8nI/AAAAAAAAADU/_q9G8M5TNyE/s72-c/sasa6261-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-2467383226441083774</id><published>2008-02-08T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:04.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whattaweek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; ..it's the end of the work week. ang bilis ng araw no? prang the other day lang,it was the very crappy monday i had to endure and then parang friday na agad.. gara. anyhoo, kkwento ko nlng happenings this week with what my memory has to say :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can remember it had been a very crappy one. I've had a few errands to run for some hoeworks and it's ate me all, alive. and what's worse, i remember having a bad hair day despite my new do. crappy isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,uh after the very confusing monday.. galileo day is tuesday. had to wake up early because 7am ang class ko only then to find out na we had to attend a symposium which extended up to our break,and wala ung 230pm class namin so i ended up cutting the 4pm class that i have, fortunately,hindi daw nagattendance ung prof so okey lang. it's billiards and bboy for benz this day :) bonded with the usuals minus tey. (ge,lloyd,ken,benz) and saw my McDreamy too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164621099494995346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R6xrhtLi9ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/Nv5nYWYnr14/s320/bidy0ture!000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;camwhoring with Teta sa washroom after the symposium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've had fun this day. first subject: COCKTAIL mixing. oh yeah. ang agang inuman :) had fun tasting the cocktails mixed by the speaker. some of it are: margarita,long island iced tea,tequila sunrise,maitai and more. and it's blowjob cocktail for Teta and Chia ,the lucky bitches. supposed to go to duty free with the family but hindi natuloy,just had dinner with the rest of the gang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and oh, &lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday DK&lt;/em&gt; :) it's ash wednesday for the devouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164621430207477154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R6xr09Li9aI/AAAAAAAAADM/mMlGDlngu94/s320/bidy0ture!004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our instructor, a professional bartender. forgot his name, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hell day for galileo,4 friggin hours in the lab doing all the exercises. i remember having a terrible backpain that morning that disabled me throughout the day. ugh. but had a good time at soularium with sweetfriend Jan. prayed a lot. and laughed a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a day, just an ordinary day, just trying to get by. ok enough with the song.. yes, it's Vanessa Carlton's ordinary day. nothing really interesting happened, except that Tey had an accident kaninang afternoon. it's a good thing she's safe just suffered a few minor injuries. I't s second life for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aun..there goes my week. tomorrow I'll be attending Edz's Debut party in Diamond. Hope it turns out good. :) no boylet encounters for this week. haha! Valentines na! toink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/10268743-2467383226441083774?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2467383226441083774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=2467383226441083774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2467383226441083774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2467383226441083774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/whattaweek.html' title='whattaweek'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R6xrhtLi9ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/Nv5nYWYnr14/s72-c/bidy0ture!000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-687108534472177008</id><published>2008-02-02T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:04.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;..im broke. yes. i am. haha! ive been spending impulsively a lot lately and i had to admit im quite baon sa ilang utangs which i have to make ipon to make bayad pa. ive had a very 'sayang' na saturday..but then again,i could consider it as one pero kasi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ive had my haircut today&lt;/span&gt;. yey! ive been desperate for one buti nlng there was a vacant sked sa bench fix, :) anyways, after having the haircut with two of my fave girls in the whole world, benz and ge, (they had theirs too) we went to USTe supposedly to watch a basketball game between Eng'g and AB, but then we sensed na mainit sa loob ng gym so we just killed time at tumambay sa field. aun, we ended up waiting for tey then eating isaw sa p.noval. aun, twas my day, and im pretty happy about my hair naman. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R6R-XtLi9XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/M-pSfDgscfk/s1600-h/bidy0ture%21003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R6R-XtLi9XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/M-pSfDgscfk/s320/bidy0ture%21003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162390018603545970" border="0" /&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;..layered lang,but i love it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-687108534472177008?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/687108534472177008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=687108534472177008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/687108534472177008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/687108534472177008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R6R-XtLi9XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/M-pSfDgscfk/s72-c/bidy0ture%21003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-6524670011546367201</id><published>2008-01-27T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:04.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the usual? nah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Better days are ahead if you let them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Strolling along in school with two of my stable friends with their boyfriends, when few of my classmates happened to pass by..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Classmate: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;oh tin, ikaw lang?! kuha ka na ulit ng partner mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;i just smiled and said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;ok lang! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s pretty weird, but I know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s factual. For the first time, it felt good to say that. It felt happy. &lt;i style=""&gt;It felt REAL&lt;/i&gt;. That it had no dry feeling, no self pity, no fake smiles that I had to show, because without it, it just wouldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; be me. A sudden gush of emotions came rushing in, I was silent for a while.. in deep thinking. The thoughts, the ideas, the reasons that have become transparent.. They all felt real. All this, the realities that bit me hard, are just one of the few lessons I have to &lt;i style=""&gt;learn&lt;/i&gt;, and it is because I need to &lt;i style=""&gt;grow&lt;/i&gt;. I was feeling weird yet I know it was right. That maybe, I really am the one that deprives myself to be free, to be happy.. that maybe I am, after all, a good company to myself, and that I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;t need someone to complete me. To be alone but happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;m moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yes, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;m really moving, and I couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;t be happier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s true indeed, that one of the &lt;i style=""&gt;greatest feelings in the world is feeling good after you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;ve been feeling awful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, after you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ve been feeling hurt. It feels &lt;b style=""&gt;good&lt;/b&gt;, sooo good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; to realize that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ve been strong all along. The last one had done enough damage to last for a lifetime, and so I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;m giving up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;“&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;When you can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;t remember when you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;re hurt, that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;s when you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;re healed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;m not yet there, maybe I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;m not even ready.. but I will be, soon enough when my TRUE PRINCE would come and get me. The one He will send to bring me my rainbows again. As for now, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;m enjoying my company.. Soul-searching and moving. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ve been into sorts of pain, and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;m picking up the pieces and finally remembering where I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ve left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And to myself, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;re stronger this time attagirl, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;re one of a kind  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;~bises.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Coz tonight the world begins again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R5yyWdLi9WI/AAAAAAAAACs/uHVngEB5QEM/s1600-h/sasa5280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R5yyWdLi9WI/AAAAAAAAACs/uHVngEB5QEM/s320/sasa5280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160195371919668578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:11;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“The moment she asked herself what it all meant, the answers seemed to supply themselves in unexpected ways, as though they had been awaiting the question from her all this time”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-6524670011546367201?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6524670011546367201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=6524670011546367201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6524670011546367201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6524670011546367201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/01/usual-nah.html' title='the usual? nah..'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/R5yyWdLi9WI/AAAAAAAAACs/uHVngEB5QEM/s72-c/sasa5280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-8174678906114290135</id><published>2008-01-07T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:34:23.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt; to me., haha! &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;whew, it's been a year. oh yeah, and it's one hellofa year for me. this is not my annual look-upon-last-year post yet, im too lazy to post it up pa, because i'll still be waiting for our dsl to arrive, hoooray for that.. maybe pagdumating nalang. hehe.. anyways, pasukan na ulit. haay Lord, all i need is diligence and patience to keep up with the schooling hype. i BADLY need it to survive. haha! cge na, i'll be having my 6-7 class pa eh,pft. ttfn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8174678906114290135?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8174678906114290135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8174678906114290135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8174678906114290135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8174678906114290135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post.html' title='first post'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-7752224714578351022</id><published>2007-12-25T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T08:14:42.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im dreaming of a white CHRISTmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..it's three days to go! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; na. :) my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;favorite season besides summer&lt;/span&gt;. simply&lt;br /&gt;because most people seem to be in a very good mood during the holidays and it's a very&lt;br /&gt;heartwarming season too, to celebrate with family and friends not to mention the celebration&lt;br /&gt;of the true meaning of it, my ultimate savior/friend/confidant, my ultimate favorite, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! sadly im broke. im soo broke. huhuh.. i have to be a parasite to my 'rents and sister&lt;br /&gt;just to be able to give a few gifts to my friends. pero that won't stop me from still, being&lt;br /&gt;an ambisyosa myself.. (libre mangarap) :) this just means i have to post my wishlist this&lt;br /&gt;Christmas. here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my ultimate wish, Nokia 5310.&lt;br /&gt;2. 2008 starbucks planner&lt;br /&gt;3. devotional book&lt;br /&gt;4. a Christian Bautista cd&lt;br /&gt;5. new havs&lt;br /&gt;6. 1gig sd card for my phone&lt;br /&gt;7. a trip to spain (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;8. lots and lots of chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;9. boyfriend?! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-7752224714578351022?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7752224714578351022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=7752224714578351022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7752224714578351022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7752224714578351022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-dreaming-of-white-christmas.html' title='im dreaming of a white CHRISTmas'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-2940124661886573762</id><published>2007-12-07T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T08:40:49.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tula</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;♥ :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Write, for example,'The night is shatteredand the blue stars shiver in the distance.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I loved him, and sometimes he loved me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Through nights like this one he held me in his arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;he kissed me again and again under the endless sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;he loved me sometimes, and I loved him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;How could one not have loved his great still eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To think that I do not have him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To feel that I have lost him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To hear the immense night, still more immense without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What does it matter that my love could not keep him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The night is shattered and he is not with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is all. In the distance someone is singing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My sight searches for him as though to go to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My heart looks for him, and he is not with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The same night whitening the same trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We, of that time, are no longer the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I no longer love him, that's certain, but how I loved him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My voice tried to find the wind to touch him hearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Another's. &lt;em&gt;He will be another's.&lt;/em&gt; Like my kisses before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;His voice. His bright body. His inifinite eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I no longer love him, that's certain, but maybe I love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love is so short, forgetting is so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Because through nights like this one he held me in his arms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Though this be the last pain that he makes me suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and these the last verses that I write for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.edited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/10268743-2940124661886573762?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2940124661886573762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=2940124661886573762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2940124661886573762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2940124661886573762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/12/tula.html' title='tula'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-9053021104365184705</id><published>2007-12-05T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:51:15.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tara na! biyahe tayo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img title="Lakbayan Visited Map" style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/map-v1.0?aaakcaaaaacmaakaakaaapaaaaaaaabaaaaaaaadakpaamaaupaakaakabakaakaaaapapaphaacpaamaaaaaaaaaa8989" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lakbayan grade is C-!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at &lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;cite style="FONT-SIZE: 85%"&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com/"&gt;Eugene Villar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/cite&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..this one's cute.  A C- for me, haha! i havent really been gone much dito sa perlas ng silangan considering na i live here. haha! oh well. maybe if i suceed and if i get that rich, i would really go and tour around the Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;On my list to be visited are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* CAM SUR! :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i wanna go to their water recreation area and try some water sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* VIGAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i wanna go and look at the old houses there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*PAGUDPUD / HUNDRED ISLANDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* EL NIDO, PALAWAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* DAVAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*BATANES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i want to see the extremely beautiful sunset at the north side of our country. they say it's pretty amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..i simply can't wait. :)&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/10268743-9053021104365184705?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/9053021104365184705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=9053021104365184705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9053021104365184705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9053021104365184705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/12/tara-na-biyahe-tayo.html' title='tara na! biyahe tayo.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-8156977926956311197</id><published>2007-12-02T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:57:54.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sense and sensibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"..and i sit here, and wait. wait for nothing. all that occupies me is laziness,and it's eating me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i didnt go to school today dahil na-tamaditis nanaman ako. haha! i think it's not gonna do something harmful naman because we only met our mwf class last week once, so okay pang umabsent. (i think.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i think. i think nanaman. i tend to think a lot. i dunno, but i seldom speak out. i love to speak yes, to make daldal and all. mostly nonsense things, compared to what i was thinking.  i tend to overthink at times that i worry about things beyond my concern. it's odd, because i merely consider myself as an introvert, but i come out being an extrovert afterall.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's wrong, or if it's just me who's wrong. i don't feel sad, but i don't feel that happy neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8156977926956311197?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8156977926956311197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8156977926956311197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8156977926956311197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8156977926956311197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/12/sense-and-sensibility.html' title='sense and sensibility'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-9094984371752710150</id><published>2007-11-21T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:19:24.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>philisophical suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"im getting worse, everyday.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..for a while that's what i think i am. and for a while,it has been me..it really has been me. i don't know why. i feel blank. i feel useless. i feel nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-9094984371752710150?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/9094984371752710150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=9094984371752710150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9094984371752710150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9094984371752710150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-getting-worse-everyday.html' title='philisophical suicide'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-2057781022212763102</id><published>2007-11-19T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:25:17.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the midst of mediocrity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..huwaatt?! im late for my quiz. im soo late. tae, i almost run pa naman just to get there as fast as i could. if only i could fly. sigh. sadly i cant, and im surprised of your tag. i've been bumping into you (and almost all the things that could remind me of you) a lot lately. i dunno what it means, and shit i still miss you. don't worry, i'l be ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-2057781022212763102?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-2004383676979350066</id><published>2007-11-06T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:11:52.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of crap</title><content type='html'>Dangerously In Love - Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;You are my life&lt;br /&gt;My happiest moments weren't complete&lt;br /&gt;If you weren't by my side&lt;br /&gt;You're my relationIn connection to the sun&lt;br /&gt;With you next to me&lt;br /&gt;There's no darkness I can't overcome&lt;br /&gt;You are my raindrop&lt;br /&gt;I am the sea&lt;br /&gt;With you and God, who's my sunlight&lt;br /&gt;I bloom and grow so beautifully&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm so proud&lt;br /&gt;So proud to be your girl&lt;br /&gt;You make the confusion&lt;br /&gt;Go all away&lt;br /&gt;From this cold and messed up world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with you&lt;br /&gt;You set me free&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this thing&lt;br /&gt;Called life without you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Dangerously In Love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leaveJust keep lovin' me&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you loving me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know you love me&lt;br /&gt;Love me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;Cause years before I became who I am&lt;br /&gt;Baby you were my man&lt;br /&gt;I know it ain't easy&lt;br /&gt;Easy loving me&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the love and dedication&lt;br /&gt;From you to me&lt;br /&gt;Later on in my destiny&lt;br /&gt;I see myself having your child&lt;br /&gt;I see myself being your wife&lt;br /&gt;And I see my whole future in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Thought of all my love for you&lt;br /&gt;sometimes make me wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Realize all my blessings&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful&lt;br /&gt;To have you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;My heart smiles&lt;br /&gt;Every time it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;It hurts sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Created in this world&lt;br /&gt;To love and to hold&lt;br /&gt;To feel&lt;br /&gt;To breathe&lt;br /&gt;To love you.&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously in love&lt;br /&gt;Can't do this thing&lt;br /&gt;I love you , I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave&lt;br /&gt;Just keep on loving me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I can not doI cannot do anything without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;Holding me, kissing me, loving me&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-2004383676979350066?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2004383676979350066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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is missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rt9vDJ0X7mI/AAAAAAAAACc/rzhIAnIhCMc/s1600-h/92feeeb7bf484bba82efc69545185981ecb9acf31c4b5291bf27d20536edb9bddc1e95fc6f7bbd45eb06edfc2758373bf058e04dbfbe309d20affe94cb970fcb73eb471e042b03e8fbd3fe16235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106922602427313762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rt9vDJ0X7mI/AAAAAAAAACc/rzhIAnIhCMc/s320/92feeeb7bf484bba82efc69545185981ecb9acf31c4b5291bf27d20536edb9bddc1e95fc6f7bbd45eb06edfc2758373bf058e04dbfbe309d20affe94cb970fcb73eb471e042b03e8fbd3fe16235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; ..i miss this, i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When You're Gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the bed where you lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is made up on your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And make it ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-674057101518097262?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/674057101518097262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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as much as a broken heart. I always wished there were a guide on dealing with the pain of having loved and lost. So I'm gonna make an attempt at such a guide. Based on my many days dealing with a broken heart in what I call "the pain chamber," I'd like to share some thoughts on what's gotten me through:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;First, listen to some country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Second, try listening to some country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Third, did I say country music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Country songs cover some powerful lessons and wise teachings on handling the dark side of love. Depending on the day or the moment, any of the following tips might help... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Keep in mind that a broken heart is part of being human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Be wary of the person who hasn't dealt with a broken heart. No matter how strong you might be, if you're open to love, you're automatically vulnerable to pain. So don't feel bad if you’re in the pain chamber. Know that it's very normal and very much a part of being human. In "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=Aqhg6EYYOnKTpaTusYD2N.xX1oZ4/SIG=110ef7lg4/**http%3a//www.cynthiaford.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;God Only Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;," Cynthia Ford sings about the unbearable pain that no amount of strength can overcome. She learns it's faith, not strength, that can get you through:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somebody tell me if there's&lt;br /&gt;any other way&lt;br /&gt;I tried prayin' for strength&lt;br /&gt;But it never came&lt;br /&gt;So I'm praying for faith&lt;br /&gt;Cuz God only knows&lt;br /&gt;How hard this is for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Light the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;When dealing with heartbreak, sometimes it helps to get a little fired up! You can spend a lot of time bummed out and weeping, but at a certain point, it might help to get off your ass. Go for a run, lift some weights, scream if you must. Think Rocky Balboa meets the Karate Kid. In other words, get pumped. Check out Dierks Bentley's song "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=Ah1sCJ6xQqwWPKlV3_fr7xFX1oZ4/SIG=119h6g28u/**http%3a//music.yahoo.com/track/2082944"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Forget About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;" for inspiration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I heard that ol' Jones song just the other day&lt;br /&gt;'Bout a man who took that ol' broken heart to his grave&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be damned if a memory's gonna lay me down&lt;br /&gt;I might be walkin' around with a head full of air&lt;br /&gt;Actin' kinda crazy but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;This heart's barely beating, but I'll still be above the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'll forget about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Take solace in the fact that things have a way of working out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's hard to understand the first time your heart is broken. But over time, you come to realize that there's a certain rhyme and reason to life. As Garth Brooks sings, you may just become grateful for your "Unanswered Prayers":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was the one that I'd wanted for all time&lt;br /&gt;And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine&lt;br /&gt;And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then&lt;br /&gt;I'd never ask for anything again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs&lt;br /&gt;That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care&lt;br /&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;strong&gt;Feel the pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We can exhaust ourselves fighting the pain. Allowing yourself to feel the pain rather than resist it sometimes can be very healing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;_got this from the net, uhm.. wala lang, just wanted to share it. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*finally healing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-2406126333783924881?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2406126333783924881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=2406126333783924881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2406126333783924881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2406126333783924881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/07/cures-for-broken-heart.html' title='cures for a broken heart'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-7565843482810700797</id><published>2007-07-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:43:56.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..&lt;strong&gt;today &lt;/strong&gt;is supposed to be a &lt;strong&gt;year of countless blessings&lt;/strong&gt;. a &lt;strong&gt;year of countless joys&lt;/strong&gt;. a &lt;strong&gt;year of countless trials&lt;/strong&gt;. a &lt;strong&gt;year of constant togetherness&lt;/strong&gt;. but then, it's just &lt;strong&gt;SUPPOSED&lt;/strong&gt; to be.. &lt;em&gt;if &lt;strong&gt;fate&lt;/strong&gt; had been&lt;strong&gt; good&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-7565843482810700797?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7565843482810700797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=7565843482810700797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7565843482810700797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7565843482810700797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-4720405201281611944</id><published>2007-07-12T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T08:32:24.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FALL AGAIN - GLENN LEWIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEELS LIKE FIRE , BURNS IN MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;EVERY SINGLE MOMENT THAT WE SPEND APART&lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOU AROUND FOR EVERY DAY TO START&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN’T LEFT YOU ALONE&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING ABOUT YOU ,STARING IN MY EYES&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING LOOKING FOR I SEEM TO FIND&lt;br /&gt;ALL THIS TIME AWAY IS KILLING ME INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOUR LOVE IN MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;OH I WANNA SPEND TIME TILL IT ENDS&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FALL IN YOU AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WE DID ,WHEN WE FIRST MET&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FALL WITH YOU AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE FOUGHT IN A BATTLE , NOBODY WON&lt;br /&gt;NOW WE FACE A MOUNTAIN. TO BE OVERCOME&lt;br /&gt;U CAN’T TURN AWAY, THE PAST IS SAID AND DONE&lt;br /&gt;I NEED US TO CARRY ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I WANNA SPEND TIME TILL IT ENDS&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FALL IN YOU AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WE DID ,WHEN WE FIRST MET&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FALL WITH YOU AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHH LA LA LA LA&lt;br /&gt;WHOAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TRY EVERYTHING U NEVER THOUGHT WOULD WORK BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;WHEN U LIVE WHEN U LOVE WHEN U GIVE WHEN U RUN U CAN ALWAYS GIVE UP SOME MORE&lt;br /&gt;BABY NOTHING MEANS ANYTHING UNLESS YOU’RE HERE TO SHARE WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;I CAN BREATHE I CAN LIVE I CAN DIE I CAN SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;CUZ YOU’RE ALWAYS THERE IN MY DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I WANNA SPEND TIME TILL IT ENDS&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FALL IN YOU AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WE DID ,WHEN WE FIRST MET&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FALL WITH YOU AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FALL WITH YOU AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..im just sooo in love with this song, haay,. it's for &lt;strong&gt;YOU&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/10268743-4720405201281611944?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4720405201281611944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=4720405201281611944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4720405201281611944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4720405201281611944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/07/feels-like-fire-burns-in-my-heart-every.html' title='song'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-3797007704679358061</id><published>2007-07-11T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:15:41.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>autobots,roll out!</title><content type='html'>..watched transformers kahapon with my dad and brother. man, superb. sobrang ganda i can't get over it. haha.. anyways, i find optimus prime gwapo if he were any human in form, and bumblebee cute as well. hehe. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-3797007704679358061?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3797007704679358061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=3797007704679358061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3797007704679358061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3797007704679358061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/07/autobotsroll-out.html' title='autobots,roll out!'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-435889235003761307</id><published>2007-07-07T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:05.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>late birthday post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Ro9X8ets3hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wFPiXjlwlKc/s1600-h/47b7d803b3127cce861a5fb1d67b00000026100YbNmzhs2Yk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084379200873094674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Ro9X8ets3hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wFPiXjlwlKc/s320/47b7d803b3127cce861a5fb1d67b00000026100YbNmzhs2Yk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;♪ &lt;strong&gt;dandadadan.. birthday girl.Ü&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haay, there's soo much to say i dont even know where to start. well, my birthday this year turned out.. uhm.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;great.fun.mixed emos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and all. aun, it was nearing 12 midnight, and i was waiting for 12 am greeters, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;one greeting unexpectedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; came, 15 mins. early, i was of course &lt;em&gt;anticipating&lt;/em&gt; it but i really &lt;em&gt;didnt expected&lt;/em&gt; it would come that soon, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it made me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. mm.. ive had a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nice sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as i cudve remembered, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;woke up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the next day with&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;presents and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from my&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; i really had &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;no plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of going &lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that day. but my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whom i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the whole wide world had a party, uhm well, not so party for me in one of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;friend's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and so i went there, and they had &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ballons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;party poopers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; na &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hindi gumana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, haha! fake, and it was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. of course, we've had &lt;em&gt;lots&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laugh trips at kulitan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and we ended up going to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sm north&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;grets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; had to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;buy something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then headed off to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;starbucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to blow my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it was soo &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; and with just that, i was really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. aun, and then when i went home, a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;surprise cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which i really love (and which is actually the one i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for my birthday) nadatnan ko xa sa bahy and it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; man! hehe.. anyways, it was soo &lt;em&gt;yummy &lt;/em&gt;it just lasted for a week or so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084381378421513762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Ro9Z7Ots3iI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Hxb5_4AA4oU/s320/b%27day+bash.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~kulet.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084382645436866098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Ro9bE-ts3jI/AAAAAAAAACE/DL8mXpY-2Ns/s320/06042007316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; ~best barkada in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;last birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;debut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. a very memorable one. not just because it was my debut, but it was when im &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;celebrating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it with&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and now, i celebrated with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that someone and that really &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;made&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my bday, uhm..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;somewhat lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to my super flychic &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, they really made my bday &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;worth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;celebrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. and with that, i&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;na ang dame plang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nagmamahal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sken.. (aun, nagdrama na..hehe.) i mean, there's just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;soo much reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for me to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that day because of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of the people &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;truly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and, i&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you from the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bottom of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084384105725746754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Ro9cZ-ts3kI/AAAAAAAAACM/bsWjpd3C9K8/s320/06042007333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084385054913519186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Ro9dROts3lI/AAAAAAAAACU/r7heyuCB_1c/s320/06042007334.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..im blowing my little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;treat. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;realizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i dont have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;right now is&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;so sad, that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i had to&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a way to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. but i still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for just about &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that's happening in my life right now, it&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;filling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;me up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that i'll ever &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and indeed, it's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/10268743-435889235003761307?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/435889235003761307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=435889235003761307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/435889235003761307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/435889235003761307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/07/dandadadan.html' title='late birthday post'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Ro9X8ets3hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wFPiXjlwlKc/s72-c/47b7d803b3127cce861a5fb1d67b00000026100YbNmzhs2Yk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-6958292641821124799</id><published>2007-07-04T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T19:00:30.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>odd.bday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..i miss my bloggie, so match! just right now, i have just finisehd taking my practical and wirtten test in our computer subject. (akalain mo un may ganun pa kame, for the sake na magkasubject lang tlga..) anyways, idid well on the practical but the writtn sucked. wala akong alam..wahaha, anyways, tapos nako so i have all the time in the world para mag net. wee.. bbut i have to keep the size of the font small so nobody would see what i was writting. aun, i havent posted my birthday/mother's day/father's day entry, omigash! and today is my mom's birthday. haays, pc's bumemd nanaman kase. kainis tlga.. malapit ko na tlang sibakin ung pc na un eh..wahah. anyways, ive got a looong day ahead. it's almost 10 am plang and i was quite sleepy because i slept around past 12 na kanina because i was waiting for someone's call. and i had to say sorry to this SOMEONE because nakatulog ako kakaintay..haha, *peace* hay, im in soo much stress lately, emotional stress more..and dagdagan pa ng physical, aun,. bagsak. hehe.. anyways, ive got 3 classes pa today and im not gonna attend one, ung lit, uhm.. bsta! im too lazy to type, haha! hayy wish me luck. ttfn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;greatest mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on earth, my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;of course.&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/10268743-6958292641821124799?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6958292641821124799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=6958292641821124799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6958292641821124799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6958292641821124799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/07/oddbday.html' title='odd.bday.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-3823202799533188621</id><published>2007-06-25T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T03:52:30.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memoirs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;..awts. its been a while man. grabeh ang tagal ko nang walang post!! waah.. im sorry my dear bloggie, i missed you anyway. i soo missd blogging. well ive been really busy the last few weeks, or days? months? whaever. ang daming nangyare and one day really is incomplete to blog all of that i have in mind. anyways here are some of.. well, at least what i have recalled since the day i stopped blogging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;May 22, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; i &lt;strong&gt;resigned from work&lt;/strong&gt;, not actually resigned but more of uhm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;stopped working or so, because the mere thinking about it exhausts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;May 24-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CBC Youth Camp '07 Extra-Extra Challenge 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pranjetto hills, Tanay, Rizal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*ive had soo much fun there, and it's renewing as well. at least before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;man alng nagpasukan. im the Camp Treasurer, and oh boy.. buti nlng walang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ganong fuss na nangyarre about it. =) camwhoring with friends as well. pics to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;June 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pre-advising at school. had lunch with a few friends that i missd soo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;no occasion. just an ordinary day. nah.. kidding. i wouldnt blog it here if it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;just an ordinary day will i? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ko of course. i would have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;separate entry for this special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 6 / 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday kit &amp; Nissan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*these are one of my friends way back in highschool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 11/12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;went to my uncle's wake. *sad* died of liver cancer* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;First Day of Classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*ndi ako pumasok yet dhil im too much of a tamad pa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i was supposed to go straight to my classes that day but thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my two good friends, kah and teta.. they scramed me to go with them nalang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;aun.. Gloria Jeans at Robinson's Ermita. Meet up with my bestie sasa later that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*You saw me.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haay, still didnt go to class.. *pasaway* i mean i attended my 11-1 class but the prof is not in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so we decided to scram nlng din since our next class is not until 3pm.. katamad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mayric's Espana. Meet up with bestie Kevin later the day, had dinner with him and bonding of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Had a very unexpected call later that night. i missed him. i ws in tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*i saw you.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday Lala!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*bonding with the girls sa MOA. had soo much fun. Razon's. tokyo. seattles. = Fun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-i missed you so much AGAIN-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Sed! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;missed this biyotch so much*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;..ayan! so far, yan ang nareremember ko. haha! there had been a lot more things but syempre i cant' blog them na all in here. haay, now that school had started, i dont know if i'll be blogging more or less.. pc's down (again!) and i think ill be a lot more busy than ive ever been. Event's Mngement class is here and ive got 2 maths and an acounting on my load, (darn,!) but il still try everyonce in a while since i have no til 7pm classes anymore, (hooray for that.) aun, so much for mssing you my dear bloggie and the readrs as well. ttfn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;..oh ive got a new phone for my birthday pla. i soo love it. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&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/10268743-3823202799533188621?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3823202799533188621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=3823202799533188621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3823202799533188621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3823202799533188621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/06/memoirs.html' title='memoirs'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-3838106698295553407</id><published>2007-05-21T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:06.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jumping into gemini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RlJmiIdgooI/AAAAAAAAABM/IV62oHtCl7U/s1600-h/inibig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067225267318071938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RlJmiIdgooI/AAAAAAAAABM/IV62oHtCl7U/s320/inibig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Gemini's turn on the zodiac.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..i was browing on yahoo just a while ago when i suddenly came across one of their features for today, the Geminis. There's the horoscope of course and some of the famous Gemini celebrities. check out what i enjoyed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Gemini May 21 - June 21 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monthly Love for May, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Provided by Astrology.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;One of the best things about you, when it comes to romantic communications, is that you're able to cut out all of the small talk and get right to the point. This is great, and it's a skill that will come in handy on the 1st and 2nd, when you're talking to somebody who really pushes all the right romantic buttons. What's not always so great about your directness is that you sometimes rush things -- while it's good to get right to the point, it does take time to figure out if a particular relationship is the right one for you. This month, work on slowing down. Get to know them a little bit before you make any big decisions. Hold off with your directness for a little while. By the 6th and 7th, you have a great opportunity to take things slower, when somebody you think is very cute suggests speeding things up. The 13th and 14th, a problem could arise that will make you glad that you're spending time with this person before committing your whole self to them. By the 19th, you could be feeling ready to share more of your private space. Go ahead, if you think it's the right thing to do. The 23rd and 24th, whether you want to stay or go, be gentle with them. The 29th and 30th, finish the month with a little more straight talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Famous Geminis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067229115608769218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RlJqCIdgosI/AAAAAAAAABs/6FZ1hCSjnb8/s320/hh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Angelina Jolie, June 4; kabirthday ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067227427686621858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RlJof4dgoqI/AAAAAAAAABc/1JTbUBGO8sc/s320/r.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe, June 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067228054751847090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RlJpEYdgorI/AAAAAAAAABk/X3bsftmKyrc/s320/h.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Naomi Campbell, May 22 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other celebs with no picturs, i was too lazy to get theirs na..: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Brooke Shields, May 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anna Kournikova, June 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Natalie Portman, June 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Johnny Depp, June 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Paul Mccartney, June 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Paula Abdul, June 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nicole Kidman, June 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..twas fun knowing they're geminis too. =) im not a zodiac kind of person really, i dont actually believe them, funny knowing it though, it matches some of my personalities. aun, 12 days before my birthday, and angelina jolie's too. ttfn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-3838106698295553407?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3838106698295553407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=3838106698295553407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3838106698295553407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3838106698295553407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/jumping-into-gemini.html' title='jumping into gemini'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RlJmiIdgooI/AAAAAAAAABM/IV62oHtCl7U/s72-c/inibig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-6036587496788558462</id><published>2007-05-21T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:09:22.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;..hooray for my last day at work. haay, last day na nga lang pro it seems na pinakamahirap na task ang nabigay sken ngayon,. haay.. excited nko sa camp. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"The hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you have to realize that there is not a single chance for that someone to run after you"&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/10268743-6036587496788558462?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6036587496788558462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=6036587496788558462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6036587496788558462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6036587496788558462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-1827378419795976634</id><published>2007-05-21T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T02:20:38.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my celebrity look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/18/07/91/180791_54967063161564b0lm7429.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..beyonce knowles? haha! unbelievable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-1827378419795976634?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1827378419795976634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=1827378419795976634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1827378419795976634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1827378419795976634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='my celebrity look-alikes'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-363965949402515340</id><published>2007-05-20T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:36:38.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~ i wish forgetting my feelings for someone was easy as digging a hole in the backyard, and burying it there, &amp; leaving a cross over it to remind of how beautiful it once was. but it could never be like that. the truth is forgetting this feelings is very much like digging my very own grave and burying myself alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~ it is always painful to know that someone is irrevocably gone and all that's left are memories of beautiful days gone by. sometimes it boggles my mind why people fall in love, then say goodbye; why they cannot belong forever when at first they can never seem to part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~ i bid him goodbye like it's nothing while all i want to do is hold on forever but i let go, smiled and walked away.. then cried all the way home because i know it will never be the same, because try as i might, i cant make someone love me, sometimes we have to set them free and let go, that's when love hurts most of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~ i drank and got hangover, i smoked and i coughed, i fought abd got wounds. there's one thing i hate the most but i still do it, it's when i loved and got hurt. then i stopped drinking so i didnt gt hangovers anymore,stopped smoking, coughing stopped too. i stopped fighting and the wounds healed.. do you think i should stop loving too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ it's not DESTINY that determines LOVE it is CHOICE. our so called dastiny is a lie.. RELATIONSHIPS lasts long not because they're destined to, but because two BRAVE people made a choice - to keep it, to fight for it, &amp;amp; to work for it. Meanwhile, other relationships fail not because they're destined to fail, they failed because one of the two or both, made the choice - to set eaach other free. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~it's hard to accept that the person i love most can't love me.. i don't wanna give up but i have to. i wanna fight but the pain weakens me. how can i truly be happy when my own happiness has left me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ sometimes i need to be deaf for the sake of somebody. i need to be insensitive to lessen the pain. i need to smile for the streght of others and sometimes, i just need to stop because im tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ part of me wants to hate him, forget him.. forget everything about him, but.. the STRONGER part of me misses him, wants to be in his arms holding me tight till the pain fades away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-363965949402515340?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/363965949402515340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=363965949402515340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/363965949402515340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/363965949402515340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotable-quotes.html' title='Quotable Quotes'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-8554715616084827110</id><published>2007-05-20T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T18:15:24.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;..haay,as usual, it's crappy monday, and it's my 2nd to the last day at work. yey! hooray for that..wala lang, napapagod nrin kse ako, and nahihirapan, pro the qorking experince is all worth it. =) my boss actually thought na nung friday ung last day ko, and if i had known that she thought that way, hindi na sana ko pumasok ngaun..it feels like im here for nothing din naman eh, kse nagiinternet lang din nmn ako minsan so i felt like ako ung nakakalamang sa kanila,and ayoko nun. (goodgirl ata ko,)dapat parang commensurate lang ang work at pay. =) aun, 2 days nlng, camp na. woohoo, i couldnt be more excited. wala lang, kse prng it's my wind up time to be with God,myself and my friends of course. ang saya saya. haay.. ttfn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~13 days before my birthday. o_0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8554715616084827110?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8554715616084827110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8554715616084827110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8554715616084827110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8554715616084827110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/excited.html' title='excited'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-6360414070811319947</id><published>2007-05-18T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T02:02:51.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: sleepy, caffeine drowning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..haay, tinatamad akong mag-work. dahil sa sobrang inaantok nko, bka masungitan ko lang ung mga callers ko,. grabeh. gusto ko ng hazelnut cappuchino. :((&lt;/strong&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/10268743-6360414070811319947?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6360414070811319947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=6360414070811319947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6360414070811319947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6360414070811319947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/mood-sleepy-caffeine-drowning.html' title='mood: sleepy, caffeine drowning.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-4667179320791292009</id><published>2007-05-17T21:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:07.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>go-see.solarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..i like the new skin and look of my blog. :) ang gloomy. anyways, galing akong Go-see kahapon, sana makuha ako.. *fingers crossed* and sa SOLARIUM, man.. ang sarap magpray dun. :) il definitely come back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, picture muna.. starbucks with my sibs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065757153007018562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk0vSodgokI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9EXnIlI1vlY/s320/9442re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065757153007018546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk0vSodgojI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bBdjQwS3bxw/s320/64b8re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-4667179320791292009?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4667179320791292009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=4667179320791292009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4667179320791292009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4667179320791292009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/new.html' title='go-see.solarium'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk0vSodgokI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9EXnIlI1vlY/s72-c/9442re2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-8747952714572177340</id><published>2007-05-17T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:07.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so healthy dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk1qZIdgolI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fTTxyydgYCw/s1600-h/h.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk1qZIdgolI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fTTxyydgYCw/s320/h.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065822135862207058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk1qZYdgomI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bV-xuE-TitI/s1600-h/r.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk1qZYdgomI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bV-xuE-TitI/s320/r.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065822140157174370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..late na kami dumating ni achi and wala na kaming nadatnang food..aun nagtyaga sa balot at blueberry cheesecake.. di bale faves ko nmn parehas. .wink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8747952714572177340?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8747952714572177340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8747952714572177340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8747952714572177340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8747952714572177340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_18.html' title='not so healthy dinner'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/Rk1qZIdgolI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fTTxyydgYCw/s72-c/h.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-4978428581020342814</id><published>2007-05-16T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:34:56.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..wish upon a star.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;..ok so it's only 19 days before my birthday, and i dont really know if im happy or not that it was bound to come. as for sa mga nakakakilala kase sken..alam nmn nila kung anong gusto ko sa birthday ko,. isa lang naman..at un na un. you know, all my life i have never experienced the happiest i can say na birthday ko, except last year. it's actually kung hindi umuulan, ng malakas at mastuck sa mall na brownout, e usually im at home lang garnering greetings from friends and whoever remembers that day. pinakamasaya na ung last year, not because it's my eighteenth birthday,but.basta. hehe..anyways, gagawa ako ng wishlist ko. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My birthday Wishlist.Ü♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. My ultimate wish, ______. yes, its you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. New phone, probably Nokia 6300 or 5300.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Mango bravo cake from contis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Starbucks water bottle, ung parang pang kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Nivea Lip gloss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. hollywood shades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. starbucks GCs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. hugs for the hurting heart - book eto,i just forgot the author&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. a hug from everyone that i love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. a smile from everyone who greets me &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..uhm,yan nlng muna, il make dagdag nlng if may maisip pko. *wink* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-4978428581020342814?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4978428581020342814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=4978428581020342814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4978428581020342814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/4978428581020342814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_2248.html' title='..wish upon a star.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-7855472732298308593</id><published>2007-05-16T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:35:32.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;..if &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;FATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; had been good at us, it could have been &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;11 beautiful months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/10268743-7855472732298308593?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7855472732298308593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=7855472732298308593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7855472732298308593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7855472732298308593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-1045956147525510910</id><published>2007-05-11T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:36:08.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ il y a beaucoup de im de choses a effrayé de, mais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;une vie sans vous m'effraie plus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-1045956147525510910?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1045956147525510910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=1045956147525510910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1045956147525510910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1045956147525510910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-y-beaucoup-de-im-de-choses-effray-de.html' title='...'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-1634452715147182525</id><published>2007-05-11T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:36:36.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~bored.</title><content type='html'>..it's saturday. and im off to work.. nakakabore when i could just be at home loafing around or even hanging out with my friends, or nsa church tumutulong sa fund raising. haayy,,,i guess il be burning my butt off here, waiting for 5:30 to come..huhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-1634452715147182525?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1634452715147182525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=1634452715147182525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1634452715147182525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1634452715147182525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_11.html' title='~bored.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-1033465898216315302</id><published>2007-05-08T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T21:52:05.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..bigla akong nalungkot when suddenly someone asked me how "he" was. :(( *sob*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-1033465898216315302?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1033465898216315302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=1033465898216315302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1033465898216315302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1033465898216315302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-8653516162365729879</id><published>2007-05-06T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:44:47.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know, I've never really understood what happened between us...how and why we came to this - i never really thought that all this time, i am - fighting a losing battle. i tried to communicate, i tried all my best to let you feel that despite what you've done, i still care.. and that im still waiting, waitig to be with you again. but i cant understand why and how you fell out of love. and now i dont know what to do, now that you still hadn't talked to me. i cant barely describe what im feeling, but it's eating me. it's just so sad that your love has to go away,but then i understand. afterall,i was the one to blame for all of this in the first place. i know i was the one who made you that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the past is really one thing that i would cherish for the rest of my life. wonderful moments ive had with you, they sure are wonderful and i had to admit that i still will reminisce all those. the times when we're spending a lot of time together, talking, eating, watching movies, we would always choose to closely sit next to each other with your arm around my shoulders and my hand on your lap...we would hold hands and be very affectionate with each other...we even had private jokes that we didn't want to explain or share with anyone else...and every moment we spent together was fun even if we weren't doing anything at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want you to know that.. I loved you with all my heart, and love you still, but I'm tired - I'm tired of fighting for a love that has lived its moment...of living on memories that are special only to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for everything...for taking away my insecurities; for showing me that people do love me for who I am; for making me understand that people I love will hurt me but it doesn't necessarily mean they love me any less, and that when they do hurt me, it is possible to forgive, forget and move on with life; for making me realize it is possible to trust again after getting hurt. Thank you too for giving me the most painful lesson in my life thus far...that the moment you love someone you have given him the capacity to hurt you, that how much you hurt is equal to how much you have loved, that getting hurt is proportionate to having too many expectations. Thank you for accepting me and allowing me enough room to grow at the same time...for inspiring me and making me want to become a better person. Thank you for being there when I needed you - for the silly and the serious moments; for making me laugh, smile and cry all at the same time; for holding my hand when I'm nervous or scared; for giving me a hug and wiping away my tears when I'm sad or confused; for never failing to make me feel better no matter how down or how depressed I've become; for unselfishly sharing my joys and my happiness. Most of all, thank you for making me feel special, for making me feel loved, even if it was so ambiguous and so fleeting I was hardly conscious about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For now, I'm letting you go, I'm letting us go. I've finally accepted that this is the way things would have to be, that i should allow us both to be free enough to seek whatever it is that will truly make us happy. Even if it isn't with each other. but if ever, you change your mind, and the feelings for me suddenly came back, don't hesistate to come back, for i will still be waiting..because i know that what we had back then was real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must admit you probably won't be too far away from my thoughts, and that thinking of you will still bring that tinge of sadness and regret. But I'm okay. I will be okay. Loving again may take awhile though. For now, I'd concentrate on healing myself, on making myself complete on my own - so that when the right one finally comes, I'll be able to give myself to him as I would have wanted to give myself to you.&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/10268743-8653516162365729879?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8653516162365729879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8653516162365729879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8653516162365729879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8653516162365729879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-know-ive-never-really-understood.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-5663928484139401285</id><published>2007-05-01T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:38:31.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>voila!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;..haay,kakatapos lng ng much awaited vacation ko from work.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, April 27th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got back to school, (which i missed soo much) only to find out na they're not pre-advising students not until on maybe the last week of May,. Pro it's ok, i got to hang out with my friends nmn that day,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, April 28th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FONTANA baby, haay..it was scourging heat but it was scourging F-U-N. though medyo i stayed alert dahil "meron" ako that day, but nagswim pdin ako, haha! alert dhil bka maging red sea ung mga pool..hehe, anyways, ive had fun camwhorig with friends and churchmates..aun, i find it very relaxing since sobrang nasubsob ako sa work the past weeks.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, April 29th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just stayed at home, and watched HEROES the whole afternoon pagkagaling sa church.. bonding with dad and nathan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, April 30th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work day. pumasok ako only to find out na maraming absent, haha.. because they're pushing they're vacation na to the limit since it's holiday the following day.. aun, internet lang ako the whole day dahil wala si boss. and oh ive got my first paycheck too. =) in cold cash.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, May 1st&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woohoo, holiday. naglaba kami nina mommi dahil umalis ung helper nmn..aun,ive gone to 168 to look for slacks, and ive bought one.. and spandex, and a blouse ive been dying to have since december which good thing meron pa,.and a cute bag which is a big steal at only 100 bucks..cool dibh.. *winkies*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;..aun, im soo into Grey's anatomy lately..i mean the whole vacation, season three nko,. woohoo1 xo i havnt finished it since they've called to report for work na last month, so un,,. im planning na tapusin un maybe afetr i resign from work.. whew.. excited.. it doesnt get anybetter than this.. smoochies to you all. Ü♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;..i answered the grey's anatomy quiz while blurbing onto the site (while working, sideline muna..hehe..) aun, ive got Meredith, which was kinda ok rather than having Cristina's rough edge..hndi ko macopy coz it was in flash form para makita pati ung pic ni meredith however, here's what it said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're Meredith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you dont always make the right choices, but you get points for trying, bouncing right back andstarting over. for being so "dark and twisty", you hace a surprisingly sunny outlook on life. you'requick to jump into new relationships but just as quick to jump out. after the example your parentsset, learning to trust someone else takes just about everything you've got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..cool dibah. ~still missing someone,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-5663928484139401285?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5663928484139401285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5663928484139401285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5663928484139401285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5663928484139401285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='voila!'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-5630016595440080823</id><published>2007-04-29T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:45:12.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;..ok so, its' monday, and it's crappy. as usual,. and there isnt any sign that my boss is coming for work today, i hope she does so that i'll be doing something naman and hindi mabore.. sometimes i kinda wish i didnt go to work nlng, but a more side of me has this urge to really try, (that's why im here), but it's ok,. im still adjusting and it's like 2 weeks nlng nmn eh and then i'll be leaving na,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~the travel.work.break time.uwian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ganito pla ang feeling of working in a corporate setting,. (for those of you who have no idea,) you go leave home for work, at at least 7 am in the morning to catch a bus that's so siksikan, or an fx to where you're headed na it's like 20:1 ang ratio, 1 is the fx's and 20 is for those who's waiting for it, (sometimes if you do get lucky and have the "EDGE" according to my sister who's working here in ortigas too, you'd be able to grab a seat fast enough, if you ran fast enough and not wait for another 30 mins, or so for another fx,)..MRT' s has actually more worse condition, especially during rush hours during mondays, crap, you'd wish you just have super powers and fly off to office. haha! and then you arrive at work, hoping that you're not late for that 8:30 or 9:00 am call time, and sit and maybe do some office work, wait for 10:00 am for break time.. yah, whether it's a yosi break or chat break, (for me it's internet time especially if there's a lot of things i do for the day) and then, go back to work crossing fingers that it would be 12:00 noon na, and have lunch break.. it's like an hour or so, and then work, work, then came 3:00 pm, it's break time ulit, yosi break, daldal break blah blah blah, and then back to work only to wish that the clock strikes 5:00 pm or 5:30 for some, (like mine.) and then voila! uwian time..! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the same thing goes everyday..everytime. it's just like a rotation of maybe a boring life for some, (especially if rank &amp;amp; file lang sila,) but if you've gpot friends it would be much nicer to go to work everyday.. uhm, aun, so much for blogging, my boss hasnt appeared yet, i guess i'll be just have to kill time sitting here and maybe taking calls all day, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-5630016595440080823?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5630016595440080823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=5630016595440080823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5630016595440080823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/5630016595440080823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-612792207742780065</id><published>2007-04-24T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T02:22:41.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;..i miss AOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-612792207742780065?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/612792207742780065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=612792207742780065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/612792207742780065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/612792207742780065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-1552054383289946017</id><published>2007-04-23T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:04:36.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tough question. I don't even know how or where to begin. I'm not sure if I could possibly find the right words to express what or how much I feel for him, let alone explain why I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I love him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I just do. I love him just because. I love him just because that's the most natural and possible thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love him because he's the most incredible, wonderful, amazing and fantastic guy &lt;em&gt;I have ever known&lt;/em&gt; in my entire life. I love him because he's sweet, charming, smart, witty, and has a great sense of humor. I love him because he's so cool he's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love him because he makes me &lt;em&gt;smile&lt;/em&gt;. I love him because he makes me laugh. I love him because &lt;em&gt;he makes me happy&lt;/em&gt;. I love him because he's the &lt;em&gt;one and only guy who has ever made it through my wall&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;seen right through my mask&lt;/em&gt;. I love him because he &lt;em&gt;accepts the real me&lt;/em&gt;, imperfections and all, and still &lt;em&gt;appreciates me for who I am&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love him for being my &lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;. I love him because &lt;em&gt;I could be whatever&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;em&gt;want to be in front of him&lt;/em&gt;. I love him because &lt;em&gt;we could talk about&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; and everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love him because &lt;em&gt;I feel safe&lt;/em&gt; when &lt;em&gt;I am with him&lt;/em&gt;. I love him because we are &lt;em&gt;comfortable with each other&lt;/em&gt;. I love him for giving me a helping hand when I had to pick myself up, but couldn't. I love him for offering his shoulder for me to lean on to when I had to be &lt;em&gt;strong&lt;/em&gt;, but wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love him for the kilig moments we had. I love him for &lt;em&gt;always making me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;feel better&lt;/em&gt;, about myself and life in general. I love him for making me feel &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt;. I love him for making me feel &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt;. But most of all, I love him for making me feel. I love him for making me realize that I am capable of feeling this way and this much for someone. I love him for making me feel &lt;em&gt;alive&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, why do I love him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love him because he's all of these and more. So much more. I love him because he's everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-1552054383289946017?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1552054383289946017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=1552054383289946017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1552054383289946017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/1552054383289946017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/tough-question.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-2322833160922643729</id><published>2007-04-19T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:18:07.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past months, I have grown to like you, care for you, and love you. Everyday is like falling in love again and again. You mended my heart when it was badly pierced and cushioned my fall when no one was willing enough to catch me. Your endearing grace and your untarnished love made me fall in an unfathomable realm of love and devotion with no certainty of being loved in return. You taught me how to love again and ransomed me from fear's grasp of failing. And now, I am embarking in my journey with you guiding me in every stroke of the oars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be right beside you, I know for myself that never will come a time it will be granted. I do not want you gone. I wish we could be together for eternity. I have now developed the fear of solitude-of being alone and left behind. I am showered with your unconditional love second to none. With the sighing winds, I whisper that these wishes would reach the farthest ether. I do not want all of these to be just a sequestered happiness. I want this feeling to stay for a million years..even if you're not with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my bed when I murmured a hymn with a lonely monotonous tune. I was sad for I am not certain what is ahead of us. I am bereft for this kind of feeling for such a long time and I have not felt anything like this before. And then, there was you. You are the one who filled up that empty space and patched holes in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hoped for a happy ending, but this time, it is the least of my worries-for my love for you will simply not end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I lucky to have you? If your intentions are pure and what have you shown me in the last months were true, indeed, I am lucky. If the contrary, I am still lucky, for you have let me experienced the joys and comfort of loving and being loved. And if you would ask me if I love you, I would reply with a straight face with no shade of doubt, "I love you for a million years..." &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055361407796119698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RihAanroCJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gG7uxPZT3IQ/s320/8ceescd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At one time inyour life, the one you have loved most will unexpectedly turn out to be the greatest stranger you have ever met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-2322833160922643729?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2322833160922643729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=2322833160922643729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2322833160922643729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/2322833160922643729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/ethereal-night-sky-gladly-arrayed-its.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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/_cgw4VaFnwHI/RihAanroCJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gG7uxPZT3IQ/s72-c/8ceescd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10268743.post-9029641237626739159</id><published>2007-04-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:55:27.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;..&lt;em&gt;oh my gulay&lt;/em&gt;,.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so inet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! but i'm actually not feeling the heat wave dahil ang lamig dito sa office.. 17 degrees, (buti nlng im hired, i wont have to suffer sa bahay..heeh) if i'm at home and being a summer bum, i'd probably craving for one of these babies, but even if i don't (like now..)n i'm still craving for: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STARBUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mango Tea Frappucino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. my ultimate fave..or or a pint of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choco mocha ice cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..haayy.. eyon, wala lang, i'm doing nothing here kase, my boss came in late and she hadnt given me anything to do yet, so eto,. net net lang muna.. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;~currently listening to: acon - don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-9029641237626739159?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/9029641237626739159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=9029641237626739159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9029641237626739159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/9029641237626739159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_7150.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-8776720883086175756</id><published>2007-04-18T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T01:17:58.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;..i'm craving for: Mcdo Fries and float.Ü but i can't buy not until 530 pa,mmm...crave ko tlga sha.. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-office bum,i'm done with my work na and it's good na my boss is at the other department, waahaha,..- ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8776720883086175756?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8776720883086175756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8776720883086175756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8776720883086175756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8776720883086175756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-972727746205099305</id><published>2007-04-17T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:10:00.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;..it's my sixth day at work. (yeah, im working. *grin* ) and medyo i'm feeling a bit at ease with it na. i dont want to be a bum at home kse kaya i opted to work kahit medyo not so malaki ang compensation. it's ok, it's experience.Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dapat kse tga uurong nko dito, kse unang una, the place is not so accessible. malayo smin kea i have to wake up early to beat my 8:30am sked, and only god knows how i hate waking up early (that's why im a bit tall. hehe..) tapos considering my situation, i'm SINGLE.. biyahe could get very very lonely,. =( uhm, enough with that.. and being "bago" too really sucks..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i remember my first day.. of which sobrang biglaan, Ms. nika the HR aast. texted me and asked me to come back and bring my medical, so akala ko nmn may interview pa or something, and in the back of my mind, ndi na dapat tlga ko tutuloi. but then i was so surprised wen i asked her.. "uhm kelan po ba ko magstrt?!" then she said "ngaun na.." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aun, hindi ko tuloi ntapos ung commitment ko sa DVBS, which truly sucks. e i have no choice nrin,. aun, my first day had been a real bum. i wanted to go home, i waited from 830 to 3pm sa boss ko, and grabeh antagal!!! and to think ako lang magisa sa testing room so ive got no one to talk to, wala din akong load kya hindidn ako mktext, grabeh tlga.. nasulat ko to sa sobrang ka boring-an:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..haay, first time kong kumain magisa,, grabeh, parang gusto ko nalang matunaw, magevaporate at lahat para mawala nako at maerase na s earth. ganito pla ang feeling ng first day at work..unexplainable. parang gusto ko nalang umuwi.. medyo oldies na kase dito eh, at ung iba namang hindi pa oldies eh, nevermind... grabeh, hindi masarap ang feeling..ang gutso ko lang ngaun eh umuwi nlng at magpahinga.. mukang magiging sobrang dugo ng bakasyon ko ha, at limited lang ang mga gimik..so it means HELL ang buong May ko, nagun mapapanis na ang laway ko, eto pa naman ng "most-hated-feeling-in-the-world" ko.. yeah mas first pa sa heartbreak.. grabe, sobra. naiiyak nko.. tas wala pa sya sa tabi ko kaya mas lalo akong mahina....blah,blah,blah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the story goes on... ayan, ive noticed na ilang beses kong naulit ang "gusto ko nang umuwi" which is tlgang gusto ko na..haha.. but now.. mm..medyo at ease nko, medyo lang.. im still making a few adjustments sa oldie world na kinalalagyan ko.. after a few days, naisip ko nang.. "ano naman kung alone ako kumain sa cafeteria?! they wont see me na namn after a month eh,so ok lang..aun, goodthing ung department im in, were very jolly and accomodating people.. (oh man, i prayed for that.) di tulad sa kabila,, hehe..they're good nmn pro hindi lng sila ganun ka accomodating at times.. uhm, so aun, office girl nko,.. i thnk i could cope up with it nmn for the mean time, at least this pre-occupies me..and keeps me busy..haay, so much for living this life.. so full of complexities, but then im still thankful for it. *wink* Ü♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-972727746205099305?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/972727746205099305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=972727746205099305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/972727746205099305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/972727746205099305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-3285809730052562711</id><published>2007-04-16T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:44:08.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..getting over you became an obsession for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But i realized that getting over someone could never be a matter of choice. we can't choose to forget someone, time does that for us. obviously, time hasn't decided for me yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HURT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everytime i remember something about him isn't exactly new anymore, and the toughest thing about it is that the sting lingers long after the wound has supposedly healed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everytime i remember him, i get this insane feeling of sadness as everything in the universe is useless because i don't have him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;why is it that my heart could not break away from you when everything else had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;why is it that i feel as if time has no intention of giving me my due?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..i want to forget him. i &lt;strong&gt;NEED&lt;/strong&gt; to forget him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all i want is to &lt;em&gt;put to rest&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;em&gt;feelings&lt;/em&gt; i have harbored for the longest time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the &lt;em&gt;hurt&lt;/em&gt; i felt was &lt;em&gt;nothing new&lt;/em&gt; because it &lt;em&gt;never really left me&lt;/em&gt;, it's still there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as painful as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-3285809730052562711?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3285809730052562711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=3285809730052562711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3285809730052562711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3285809730052562711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_1255.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-3604250068974209702</id><published>2007-04-16T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:05:45.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brighten my heart&lt;/p&gt;My heart is as dark as the soil sodden with winter rains.&lt;br /&gt;My soul is as heavy as the peat freshly dug from the bog.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts swirl like willow branches caught in autumn winds.&lt;br /&gt;My body as tense as a cat's as it stalks its prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me open my heart to you,Help me open my heart to you,&lt;br /&gt;Help me open my heart to you, oh jesus.&lt;br /&gt;It's what i long to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is as dark as the soil sodden with winter rains.&lt;br /&gt;(Lord, brighten my heart)&lt;br /&gt;My soul is as heavy as the peat freshly dug from the bog.&lt;br /&gt;(Lord, lighten my soul)&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts swirl like willow branches caught in autumn winds.&lt;br /&gt;(Lord, still my thoughts)&lt;br /&gt;My body as tense as a cat's as it stalks its prey.&lt;br /&gt;(Lord relax my body)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-3604250068974209702?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3604250068974209702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=3604250068974209702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3604250068974209702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/3604250068974209702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/brighten-my-heart-my-heart-is-as-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-8598072666333369030</id><published>2007-04-16T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:14:10.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..hindi na tlga kita maintindihan, ewan ko pero parang sa tuwing gusto mo lang akong kibuin, tska kalang lumalapit. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;medyo masaya nakong nakikipaglban sa agos ng buhay, medyo nasasanay, o at least sa iniisip kong mas mabuti na kung hayaan nlng kita..total yan nman tlg ang gusto mo. pero isang gabi, bigla ka nagparamdam. umaga ko na nabasa ito dahil tulog na ko ng gabing un dahil sa pagod sa trabaho. hindi ko akalain na magtetext ka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aba, nakaalala..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;may halong tuwa at pagkabagabag ang naramdaman ko. bakit kaya sya nagparamdam?, pero, naisip ko, bka wala lang magawa.. naisip ko rin na bka naiisip nya pdin ako, na lubos na ikinatuwa ng maliit at butas butas ko nang puso. ilang beses na binasa ito, sa dahilang bihira n lamang ang ganito. pero nalungkot din ako, mas nalungkot kesa sa natuwa. malamig ka padin. at ako naman tong si tanga, nagreply nanaman syo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;hindi naman ako nagalit eh, kahit kailan hindi. pero sa ma nangyayari ngayon, hindi ko na tlga alam kung anong maramadaman ko sayo. mahal kita pero kailangan ko ng tulong mo para maka-move on ako. dahil kung hindi, baka hindi mo nako makita habang buhay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8598072666333369030?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8598072666333369030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8598072666333369030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8598072666333369030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8598072666333369030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-6233804438976423419</id><published>2007-04-13T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:30:30.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;..four seasons of loneliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I long for the warmth of days gone by&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;When you were mine&lt;/strong&gt; But now those days are &lt;em&gt;memories in time&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Life’s empty&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;without you by my side&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;My heart belongs&lt;/em&gt; to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what I try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get courage up to love somebody new &lt;em&gt;It always falls&lt;/em&gt; apart ‘cause they just Can’t compare to you &lt;strong&gt;You love won’t release me&lt;/strong&gt; I’m bound under ball and chain Reminiscing our love as I watch four season’s change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In comes the winter breeze That chills the air and drifts the snow And I imagine kissing you under the mistletoe When springtime makes its way here Lilac blooms reminds me of the &lt;em&gt;scent of your perfume&lt;/em&gt; When summer burns with heat I always get the hots for you Go skinny dippin’ in the ocean where we used to do When autumn sheds the leaves the trees are bare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you’re not here it doesn’t feel the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the nights when we closed our eyes And &lt;strong&gt;vowed that you and I would be in love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;for all time&lt;/strong&gt; Anytime &lt;em&gt;I think about these things i shared with you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I break down and cry&lt;/strong&gt; ‘cause I get so &lt;em&gt;emotional&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Until you release me I’m bound under ball and chain&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Reminiscing our love&lt;/em&gt; as I watch four seasons change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This loneliness Has crushed my heart&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Please let me love again&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;‘Cause I need your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;comfort me and ease my pain&lt;/strong&gt; Or &lt;em&gt;four seasons will bring the loneliness again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-6233804438976423419?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6233804438976423419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=6233804438976423419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6233804438976423419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/6233804438976423419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-7866426288592239603</id><published>2007-04-08T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:16:07.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i thought i'll never get over you, but maybe i will.. but for now, i still really can't."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;crying lady nanaman ako. ewan, pro i really find comfort in doing that. no matter what others may say, or think, i won't stop doing it. it has beenmy waepon for comfort against pain lalo na sa mga bagay na i can't share with anyone but myself.yes, i've got the Lord on my side and i thank him becausei can feel his loving arms and soothing words coming in inside me while i was hurting. alam mo, i really don't know what i'll feel na about you and myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..hindi naman kaylangang laging masaya eh.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oo. i admit. im of a cheerful state of character that's why someone doesnt really notice agad if i have problems inside. but honestly, i do have. a lot. my friends don't normally see me  crying, but my bed and pillows do..every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"kapag nakadapa ka pala, walang ibang magtatayo sayo kundi ang sarili mo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;move on. let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. - these are one of the few words i was really scared to encounter with. but i know i had to face my fears, but right now, i just don't know how. not with all the memories still linger around me each and every day, the memories that haunt me, that traps me, and that which seems to never let me go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If your heart gets broken by the one you truly love, don't let go of the love in your heart but let go of the person you'll never know, someone might be worthy of that love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are things you can't see, but you choose to believe. &lt;em&gt;REASONS&lt;/em&gt; you have, but you can't explain. &lt;em&gt;MISTAKES&lt;/em&gt; you cant bring yourself to regret, and a &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; so questionable, but you still choose to fight."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will never realize how much you care about a person until.. the thought of that person being with someone else is enough to break your heart."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..should i let you go?&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/10268743-7866426288592239603?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7866426288592239603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=7866426288592239603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7866426288592239603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/7866426288592239603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-thought-ill-never-get-over-you-but.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-357379688763429900</id><published>2007-04-04T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:40:51.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..i don't know what happened. i didn't even knew you weren't with me anymore. it hurts. yes,. a lot actually. i tried to bring you back, but i can't. i waited, i prayed. and wished that i'l never get tired. but you did. i thought that the second time around, we will finally happy.. we were, but it didnt lasted. i'm tired of fighting for the same exact reason everyday, i love you, so much. that this time, im finally letting go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i'd point my gun to head.. i'd pull the trigger.. i'd be dead. i could always choose this easy way to end my life.. but i choose to love because it's the sweetest way i could kill myself.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-357379688763429900?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/357379688763429900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=357379688763429900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/357379688763429900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/357379688763429900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-8983860650484969157</id><published>2007-04-04T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:30:52.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;only thing i know for sure.. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is i don't care anymore. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and it hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-8983860650484969157?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8983860650484969157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=8983860650484969157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8983860650484969157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/8983860650484969157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/04/only-thing-i-know-for-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-117118250042045883</id><published>2007-02-11T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T00:28:20.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..just because my eyes dont tear doesnt mean my heart doesnt cry.. and just beacuse i come out strong doesnt mean there is nothing wrong. often i choose to pretend im happy so i don't have to explain myself to people who will never understand..smiling has always been easier than explaining why im sad..&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/10268743-117118250042045883?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/117118250042045883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=117118250042045883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/117118250042045883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/117118250042045883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-117118208268789560</id><published>2007-02-11T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T00:21:22.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;..Picture, Picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/781139/Mga%20yagit%20&amp;%20Tin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/714372/Mga%20yagit%20%26%20Tin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; _a recent good-samaritan deed, at Bethany Orphanage with the lil angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/860090/lollibitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/483235/lollibitches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; _lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/460391/widthebitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/32356/widthebitches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; _coffee with my USTe friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/455875/model%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/651543/model%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; _pinkarecent na picture. *camwhore* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/627483/dongtintey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/763132/dongtintey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;..at a friends' birthday, seaside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/996283/edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;..photoshoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-117118208268789560?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/117118208268789560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=117118208268789560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/117118208268789560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/117118208268789560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116868915671635026</id><published>2007-01-13T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T03:52:36.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;..haay, &lt;em&gt;fossilized&lt;/em&gt; nanamn ang blog.. prelims week approaching, i still havn't had reviewed. &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/10268743-116868915671635026?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116868915671635026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116868915671635026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116868915671635026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116868915671635026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116772613764187191</id><published>2007-01-02T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:22:17.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/145085/000_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/968802/000_0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/163582/000_0446_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/706368/000_0446_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/240128/000_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/705831/000_0470.jpg" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/926128/000_0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/652274/000_0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/533807/000_0454_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/533807/000_0454_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/240128/000_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/240128/000_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/240128/000_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/307301/000_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/916085/000_0449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/307301/000_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..new year, new pictures. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school starts tomorrow, huhu..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*group pics are with my cousins, and the trio, my sister and baby bro, and new year's eve with mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/307301/000_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/307301/000_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116772613764187191?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116772613764187191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116772613764187191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116772613764187191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116772613764187191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116758928175730187</id><published>2007-01-01T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:21:21.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;..Happy New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116758928175730187?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116758928175730187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116758928175730187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116758928175730187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116758928175730187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116705698389747985</id><published>2006-12-25T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T06:39:14.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..bum christams day.</title><content type='html'>..medyo home buddy ngaung christmas., ended up taking pictures of myself. vanity stikes back. hehe..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me.me.me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/601661/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nagkasugat pko sa kamay, huhu..ouch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/444454/000_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;..gusu ko pumunta ng sm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116705698389747985?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116705698389747985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116705698389747985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116705698389747985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116705698389747985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/bum-christams-day.html' title='..bum christams day.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116701933437663006</id><published>2006-12-25T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T20:17:38.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..new phone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;..wish ko lang diba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/446416/wa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;N73&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.2 megapixel camera&lt;br /&gt;3G (WCDMA) / EDGE / GPRS / GSM&lt;br /&gt;Camera focused&lt;br /&gt;Carl Zeiss optics&lt;br /&gt;Auto focus feature&lt;br /&gt;S60 3rd Edition&lt;br /&gt;Out of the box support for upload to to Flickr&lt;br /&gt;Monoblock form factor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;_my ultimate wish this christmas.=) impossible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/894520/000_0394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;kahapon sa church, santas' reindeers. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS ulit.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/10268743-116701933437663006?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116701933437663006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116701933437663006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116701933437663006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116701933437663006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-phone.html' title='..new phone.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116705791486502563</id><published>2006-12-25T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T06:45:14.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..santa in the beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/373993/capt.bhu10112241259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/649325/capt.bhu10112241259.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Students join sand sculpture artists to create a 30-meter-long (100-foot-long) Santa Claus sculpture on the Puri golden beach, in the Indian state of Orissa on the eve of Christmas, Sunday, Dec. 24, 2006. Though Hindus and Muslims comprise the majority of the population in India, Christmas is celebrated with much fanfare. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..wala lang, ancute.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&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/10268743-116705791486502563?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116705791486502563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116705791486502563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116705791486502563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116705791486502563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116698361568348879</id><published>2006-12-24T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:06:55.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..celebrations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/312182/26910988140688l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy 18th birthday to my dearest friend, Teng. *wee major kna, di na minor,* hehe..saya noh, pasko birthday?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116698361568348879?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116698361568348879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116698361568348879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116698361568348879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116698361568348879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/celebrations.html' title='..celebrations.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116689493352042096</id><published>2006-12-23T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T06:52:47.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>_twas the day before christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;..it's a day before christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i probably think na this is one of the saddest, uhm, not actually saddest but definitely one of the most poignant christmas ive ever had in my 18 years existence, or maybe not 18, 14 or for so as i can remember..hmm, wala lang, it seems na from every point where i tend to look at some things this holiday, parang talagang hirap na lahat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;they used to say "mahirap na tlaga ang buhay.." i agree. even ung mga fortunate ones eh i can say medyo tipid din especially na ung mga less fortunate diba, mas lalo silang tight fisted. i had to admit, mas konti ung natanggap kong gifts ngaun kesa last christmas, pero i didnt based my opinion on this dyan, medyo totoo lang tlga cya sa na-observed ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ewan ko, maybe i just tend to overthink over some things. haay.. pero i know hindi naman dapat un ung isipin natin dahil hindi naman un ung reason ng christmas eh, oh boy, i do am really glad na i know that.. i just wish na everybody that's celebrating christmas eh alam un. oh well, the least i can do is pray.. pray that they got to meet and celebrate rightly on the true meaning of Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MeRrY CHRISTmAs! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;--&gt; pics from UST paskuhan 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/766126/DSC00804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/285716/DSC00802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/534760/DSC00761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/477889/DSC00753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/798549/DSC00759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/278023/178575005l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/751244/DSC00758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/204593/582988956l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;..a week to go before classes again. darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116689493352042096?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116689493352042096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116689493352042096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116689493352042096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116689493352042096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/twas-day-before-christmas.html' title='_twas the day before christmas.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116689855683563013</id><published>2006-12-22T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:29:16.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~by the river piedra, i sat down and wept.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i had the chance to see the view by the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a sea of shining stars one night with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and i wished that the time would stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;while watching them sparkle beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but i rather look somewhere than viewing the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;somewhere that is more beautiful than a shooting star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;more shimmering than a glitter glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i was looking at you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and the time did stop, i have gently controlled it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;for i can do the impossible for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;that is how much i care, i trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i adore, i love.. that somewhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i hope i can repeat that moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and i know i can.. i will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;for that moment we've held hands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;while watching the stars, well-blended with the nightsky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"if pain must come, may it come quickly. Because i ahve to live, and i need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then i will either wait for him or forget him. waiting is painful. forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~by the river piedra, i sat down and wept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116689855683563013?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116689855683563013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116689855683563013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116689855683563013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116689855683563013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/by-river-piedra-i-sat-down-and-wept.html' title='~by the river piedra, i sat down and wept.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116557642722161574</id><published>2006-12-08T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T03:13:47.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>_im dreaming of a white, christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..p&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;o na sinta ko,.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;..the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cold chilly air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; serenely brushes off my face, as i wait on the jeepney i'll be riding home. the busy streets filled up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;busy christmas lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with numerous people wandering around the city. the smell of fresh and yummy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;puto bungbong &amp; bibingka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; luciously fills the air,, the &lt;strong&gt;jolly carols&lt;/strong&gt; on any corner,with children caroling in different homes,. and not to mention, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jampacked malls and bazaars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; everywhere causing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;major traffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in mostly very road in the metro,. in a week or so, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;simbang gabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will now start for the filipino devotees.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;yes, indeed it's already &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it is somewhat true that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;christmas is just around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it's like today it's summer, next thing you know it's yuletide again. i dont know why but it makes me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feel good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to having known that it's christmas. aside that it's my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;favorite season&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it's also nice to think about that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone's happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during this time of the year. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kahit walang pera,masaya pa din&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,. i particularly think that it's a better thought to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;start the year right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. grabeh, ang bilis tlga ng panahon. im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turned 18 just this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and next thing i know,ill be voting for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;national elections&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coming may of 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (it makes me feel like ang tanda ko na tuloy.) haay,it's time to think of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;..there's plenty of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;christmas parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; im gonne be invloved too. that's why im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; some money for my gifts as well. somehow i thought, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spirit of christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this year, because of the recent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'bagyong reming'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which brought sadness on the part of those living in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disastered areas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; especially in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aklan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but with or without calamities, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;christmas will still come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. it's nice to know that the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up there is really still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gracious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; enough to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; fill our hearts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His loving grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, enough to celebrate the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;true meaning of this season&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;_anyways, prepping up for christmas includes my : &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Wishlist!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1. vanity kit sa penshoppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;2. N73&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;3. new set of heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;4. new havaianas tops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;5. iv.gig &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;6. dolce &amp; gabbana light blue or tahiti calgon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;7. that-gray-thing from humor post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;8. starbucks 2007 planner (impossible.)9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;. yellow hairbrush1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;0. skinny jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;11. syempre LOTS and LOTS of &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolatesssss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;2. portfolio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;13. bangs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;14. new bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;15. maybelline lipgloss/lip smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;16. hun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;:if anyone gave me even one of these things, i will &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;you for the &lt;strong&gt;rest of my life&lt;/strong&gt;. *wink*&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/10268743-116557642722161574?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116557642722161574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116557642722161574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116557642722161574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116557642722161574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-dreaming-of-white-christmas.html' title='_im dreaming of a white, christmas.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116523441017283536</id><published>2006-12-04T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T04:13:37.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>_photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/435402/tin%20collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/874693/tin%20collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/450157/000_0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/320/465757/000_0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3084/786/1600/398624/tin%20collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picture picture! mdyo addict nko, haha! me and my new haircut. *wink*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116523441017283536?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116523441017283536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116523441017283536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116523441017283536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116523441017283536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/12/photo.html' title='_photo'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116489395485349440</id><published>2006-11-30T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T05:39:14.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..blah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;..haay, walang pasok..due to the bagyo nanamna, of which even a single drop of rain ay wala today,. pro buti nrin un, at least i've been safe from another life ruining day of school..haha! ive got a &lt;strong&gt;new haircut&lt;/strong&gt; pla, ! hehe..actually it's been 2 wiks now..pics to be posted next time, too lazy to put pics right now..ttfn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116489395485349440?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116489395485349440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116489395485349440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116489395485349440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116489395485349440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/11/blah.html' title='..blah!'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116481074048907473</id><published>2006-11-29T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T05:30:26.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>_you're not here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;you feel sick today&lt;br /&gt;having a cold feeling of everything&lt;br /&gt;but i am here, at my bed&lt;br /&gt;too afr to give u what u shud be getting&lt;br /&gt;from me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u cant only imagine what i did&lt;br /&gt;i stay in my bed,got a pillow and love&lt;br /&gt;i thought of it as you&lt;br /&gt;for you will feel better now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy? yes i am. crazy for you..&lt;br /&gt;insane to always be at your side&lt;br /&gt;im losing my head because i miss you A LOT&lt;br /&gt;and now im dying because of loneliness of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope when you read this you'll believe&lt;br /&gt;that every minute you're away, im fading..&lt;br /&gt;every second you're not here, im nearing death..&lt;br /&gt;and everytime you're not seen, im blinded by tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;_sino nagsulat?*secret* mmm,nagandahan lang ako kaya pinost ko. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~issue~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116481074048907473?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116481074048907473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116481074048907473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116481074048907473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116481074048907473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/11/youre-not-here.html' title='_you&apos;re not here.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116305924767859281</id><published>2006-11-08T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:00:47.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..poof.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666600;"&gt;..nakakainis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;ang mga professor na hindi pumapasok! they only give us a reason lalo na hindi pumsok, kse in the same way ng katamaran nila..e nahahawa kame na wag na pumasok sa next subject! haay naku,  nakakaasar ata ang tumunganga ng 1hr or so tapos wala namang papasok, ung iba,, epal tlga, papasok 30 or 40 mins. late.! pro there's this 15 min rule sa uste, if your prof is not around for 15 mins. considered na wala na pasok, andyan man sya or wala..pro ewan ko ung iba..pasaway..30 mins. na late pumapasok pa, e syempre magaatendance, tpos kmeng mga sumusunod sa rule e naaabsent pa.! epal tlga eh noh?! ano ba naman kse ang laban nmn sa mga prof na un...(nakoo...tlga!) bsta, ako..ipagdadasal ko nlng ung mga kaluluwa nila..mwahaha! si Lord na bhala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..aun, nakakainis prin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/10268743-116305924767859281?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116305924767859281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116305924767859281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116305924767859281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116305924767859281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/11/poof.html' title='..poof.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116279485017465127</id><published>2006-11-05T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:37:06.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..quotable quotes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"The way to &lt;strong&gt;improve our situation&lt;/strong&gt; is to take a&lt;strong&gt; step of Faith in obedience to God&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;follow&lt;/strong&gt; him wherever he ask you to go, &lt;strong&gt;no matter how hard it might seem&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;no matter what the inital cost it may appear to be&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Truth about Life&lt;/strong&gt; is that.. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is a &lt;strong&gt;gift&lt;/strong&gt;, and that &lt;strong&gt;relationships&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;strong&gt;commitments&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;sexuality&lt;/strong&gt; is a &lt;strong&gt;sacrament of spirituality&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"When the &lt;strong&gt;Lord&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;breaking you&lt;/strong&gt;..it &lt;strong&gt;isn't&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;damage &lt;/strong&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;beyond repair&lt;/strong&gt;. He does it to &lt;strong&gt;prepare &lt;/strong&gt;you so that&lt;strong&gt; He can use you&lt;/strong&gt; in a far &lt;strong&gt;greater way&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;God's hand&lt;/strong&gt; only gives what &lt;strong&gt;His loving heart dictates&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;===========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;..these are just some of, i dunno, quotes or sayings that really caught me uphanded on things that i want and wanting on with my life. maybe it is that i wanted to get out of the mediocrity that school brought to me that i was so fully contented with what's going on around me, of which i shouldn't be. i actually feel i little lost right now, because of the sudden gush of realizations that the camp had me thinkin. &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/10268743-116279485017465127?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116279485017465127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116279485017465127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116279485017465127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116279485017465127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/11/quotable-quotes.html' title='..quotable quotes.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116245163854872304</id><published>2006-11-01T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:13:58.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;well, so much for my drama.. i realized na dapat nalang akong mgapakasaya and sulitin ang sembreak dhil 3 days from now..pasukan na ulit..! darn, anyways..pix..pix..pix.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;some pictures from the camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/320/9224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/320/ad82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/320/3b6a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/320/1f2f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kahit 5 days lang ako dun, God talked to me and i felt his loving presence that indeed, no matter how much unworthy i am..He cares. *wink*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116245163854872304?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116245163854872304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116245163854872304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116245163854872304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116245163854872304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/11/camp.html' title='camp..'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-116238546649182900</id><published>2006-10-31T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T04:51:06.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..melancholic</title><content type='html'>haay...it's been a month or so, i think since ung huling post ko.. dameng nangyare. but im too lazy to type and tell all of them right now..maybe later. or maybe never. ewan ko ba, i can't barely describe what im feeling ngaun, i should be happy. i should be. for kagagaling ko lang sa camp, of whcih God revealed ulit.. His goodness to me.. pro ewan ko,  no matter how much i wanted to be happy, i just can't. ung happy na  patawatawa lang, i can do it..pro deep inside..im breaking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry Lord, i know im not really worthy..and i wanna thank you for having been so good and loving..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ayoko na ng ganito..haayy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-116238546649182900?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/116238546649182900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=116238546649182900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116238546649182900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/116238546649182900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/10/melancholic.html' title='..melancholic'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115829800949656119</id><published>2006-09-14T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:30:13.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..im back! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;grabeh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;finals week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is fast approaching.. err,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;and we still have nothing to review pagdating nun, e kasi naman eh, puro activities lahat.. ive been to&lt;strong&gt; plenaries, conventions in different schools and bazaars&lt;/strong&gt;, but konti lng ung time na we've spent inside the classroom. funny it may seem pro i liked it that way, at least we wont have to spend boring afternoons in the class when we can be outside having fun interacting with other people with a complete attendance and a grade, beat that.! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;siguro ganito tlga ang tourism life, and i believe na maganda ang skul ko &lt;strong&gt;(gO uste!)&lt;/strong&gt; which prepares us to be full tourism professionals. astig. hehe..in two weeks or so, aalis nanamna kme, may 4 days-3nights tour nananman kme, woohoo.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;but not all this is fun, especially when you're &lt;strong&gt;pocket is aching already out of many bayads&lt;/strong&gt; we have to give, hehe,. ang gastos grabeh, i was prety ashamed to ask for money to my parents anymore for you know, all my capricho and stuff kase &lt;strong&gt;ang laki ng gastos ko&lt;/strong&gt;, tuition palng,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;oh my gulay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haay, so much for living a hectic life..pro ganun tlga, amalpit na namn ang &lt;strong&gt;sembreak&lt;/strong&gt; eh, yipee! and oh, not to mention na &lt;strong&gt;we won the cheerdance compet ulit&lt;/strong&gt;, (lupet!) and ksama sa &lt;strong&gt;final four&lt;/strong&gt;, mmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;guess this means &lt;strong&gt;holiday&lt;/strong&gt; para samen,. hehe.. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115829800949656119?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115829800949656119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115829800949656119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115829800949656119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115829800949656119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-back.html' title='..im back! =)'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115675140559975438</id><published>2006-08-28T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:54:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_Go,Go Thomasian Tigers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;kamusta naman, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;USTe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won pla kahapon, and whew...do i have to tell it? uhm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a miracle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha! to think na &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATENEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ang kalaban nila, hay, i dunno if it's just pure luck. But i rather settle for "ang galing ng USTe" rather than not having my Thomasian Pride compromised after all. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i didnt had the chance to watch it though, for some private reasons, but according to my classmates' piping-hot kwentuhan about it, i was able to know more.. na OT game pa pla,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; darn, i couldve watched live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; masarap kasing manood ng live lalo na if we're bound to win,. hehe..as for our experince (the thomasians), &lt;strong&gt;once in a blue moon&lt;/strong&gt; lang kame manalo, but i had to admit, i didnt seem to support them in anyways possible, haha! kasi nga ganun. (ano?! ang gulo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;bsta, what's important is, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we won&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. mwahaha! im a ateneo fan years back, when i was still in highschool but just like what my friends and most people who are involved in UAAP, they're quite of a mayabang na. what's&lt;strong&gt; tragic&lt;/strong&gt; pa is that, &lt;strong&gt;yesterday's defeat was their first&lt;/strong&gt;, repeat.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIRST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; loss after a long series of games, actually &lt;strong&gt;2nd round&lt;/strong&gt; na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;but c'mon c'mon...i was starting to think..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"wow, if ever..final four...lupet.. mga isang week cgurong walang pasok..hehe.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;...darn, &lt;strong&gt;impossible&lt;/strong&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115675140559975438?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115675140559975438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115675140559975438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115675140559975438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115675140559975438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/08/gogo-thomasian-tigers.html' title='_Go,Go Thomasian Tigers!'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115597129351713722</id><published>2006-08-19T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:08:13.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..im missing my &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sweet munchkin&lt;/span&gt;.Ü&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope you did well in your exams....and yes, finally it's all over for now. =) &lt;/strong&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/10268743-115597129351713722?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115597129351713722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115597129351713722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115597129351713722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115597129351713722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/08/thought.html' title='_thought.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115596841603966978</id><published>2006-08-18T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:27:06.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_what im loving now..*wink*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;uh, it's saturday and ive got nothing to do but to be a &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lazy bum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gaining weight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out of gluttony in eating..haha! which is i gotta admit, &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of my fave things to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without the gluttony part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of course, it's bad.hehe..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;wanna know somthing? im into this, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;picasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..wala lng, naaliw lng ako,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/640/collage31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/320/collage31.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of boredom..just click it if you want it large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115596841603966978?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115596841603966978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115596841603966978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115596841603966978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115596841603966978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-im-loving-nowwink.html' title='_what im loving now..*wink*'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115588459272991440</id><published>2006-08-17T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:32:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_untitled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prelims &lt;/strong&gt;week just &lt;strong&gt;ended&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and so as the &lt;strong&gt;Inaguration&lt;/strong&gt; of our new college (where im in..) &lt;strong&gt;ITHM&lt;/strong&gt;..(&lt;strong&gt;Institute of Tourism and Hospitality&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Management&lt;/strong&gt;)..whew! that one was a heck of a headache for us, not to mention gastos because of the things and clothes we would wear at the parade...haay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;*pics, next time. (i was here in the lib lang kase.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and un, balik to &lt;strong&gt;mediocre lazy regular classes days&lt;/strong&gt;, though im a bit sure of the results of my exams...may mga mataas naman, *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ang gara nga eh, my last exam expected was supposed to be last friday, pro na-resched kse ewan ko ba, wal daw ung prof...talk about waking up in the wee hours of the morning just to make aral and wala naman plang exam..grr...great. just great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hmmm...and to think na we werent able to celebrate &lt;strong&gt;"happiness"&lt;/strong&gt; sa kabusy-han...hay tlga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;well, i have to be going now, &lt;strong&gt;inaantok nko&lt;/strong&gt;, my friends and i still have to wait for my other friend kase we'll be going to &lt;strong&gt;benz's crib&lt;/strong&gt; to wala, &lt;strong&gt;makigulo and lumamon&lt;/strong&gt; sa &lt;strong&gt;birthday party&lt;/strong&gt; ng kanyang pamangkins..heheeh..ttfn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115588459272991440?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115588459272991440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115588459272991440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115588459272991440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115588459272991440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/08/untitled.html' title='_untitled.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115493595282995196</id><published>2006-08-07T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:32:32.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_lazy days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; _uyy..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;panalo &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ateneo&lt;/span&gt; yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..haha! not to mention na 40 points halos ang lamang nila, i dont know kung san ako kakampi..haha! kc sa sobrang katuwaan ko sa ateneo kahapon, (cutie pa lahat..*wink*), eh parang pwede nkong ide-bar ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;UST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dahil sa kabalimbingan..haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;aun, ang tagal ko nang walang post, medyo busy ako eh,.. nagyon lang nawalan ng kasama pag break..hehe. and grabeh, hell week is coming..hala, im not even paid sa tuition ko, ang gara kse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;im a bit excited about sa inaguration ng new college namin, and bago din pla ang uniform namin, grabeh..ang init nun, we're like sales ladies pa..hm..pro it's ok, may binabagayn nman eh..*smiley*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;..mm, got nothing much to say, xe sobrang lazy na ko this day, wala pla kaming pasok tom..good thing makakpagreview ako, at least.. bye for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115493595282995196?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115493595282995196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115493595282995196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115493595282995196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115493595282995196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/08/lazy-days.html' title='_lazy days..'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115346739866283419</id><published>2006-07-21T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T00:36:38.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..grr,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..wala nanamang mga prof! *argh!* sana hindi nlng ako pumasok, hehe..=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115346739866283419?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115346739866283419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115346739866283419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115346739866283419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115346739866283419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/07/grr.html' title='..grr,'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115304674810817375</id><published>2006-07-16T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T03:45:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_special.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;sunday..i just feel sooo &lt;strong&gt;blessed &lt;/strong&gt;sa &lt;strong&gt;service&lt;/strong&gt; knina. wala lang, just to share. =) ang saya-saya, wala lang ulit..hehe, im just so happy today..today is something special kse, pro sorry guys,&lt;strong&gt; p-r-i-v-a-t-e&lt;/strong&gt; eh, haha! bsta im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;..and speaking of sharing, i was browsin knina, when i suddenly noticed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive been blogging for a year now&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; yey! that's just soo cool. *smiley* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;=================================================================== &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I will be still and know you are GOD."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115304674810817375?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115304674810817375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115304674810817375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115304674810817375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115304674810817375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/07/special.html' title='_special.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115288828483399121</id><published>2006-07-12T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T07:44:44.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..suspended,ulit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;today is the&lt;strong&gt; second day of suspension&lt;/strong&gt;, uh...well, it's a good thing probably for most of us...xempre who didnt ever want a day off from all of the hectic stuff the school/work is bringing.. and it's really been a good thing for me, since ive been &lt;strong&gt;suffering from cramps&lt;/strong&gt; all day..and for those who experience it as well, really know how it hurts. it hurts! so bad you just wanna throw yourself out. seriously.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;anyhoo, with this 5-day holiday mother nature is giving us, oh my, i bet my fave to-die-for tigger pillow to it, that the professors are gonna &lt;strong&gt;kill us with loads of reports,assignments,book reports and quizzes forever!&lt;/strong&gt; uh...just thinking of it makes me wanna succumb in my  bed,and just sleep forever! haha! of course i cant do that. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention my&lt;strong&gt; terror p.e prof&lt;/strong&gt;..we have a practical test due tomorrow and my group still hasnt done anything! pag nagkaron ng pasok tom...&lt;strong&gt;L-A-G-O-T&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;oh,social&gt; haayy...so much for having cramps all day...im stucked in bed all afternoon, but im all better now..&lt;pinagaling&gt; gotta go guys,TTFN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115288828483399121?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115288828483399121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115288828483399121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115288828483399121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115288828483399121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/07/suspendedulit.html' title='..suspended,ulit.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115269124111928222</id><published>2006-07-12T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T01:08:50.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..suspended.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh boy, it's raining hard outside. and i was here, in front of the pc, kase... suspended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;classes were &lt;strong&gt;suspended&lt;/strong&gt; kanina because of the terrible rain pour due to the storm. i was soooo &lt;strong&gt;glad and uber lucky to having been informed before even setting my foot outside&lt;/strong&gt;. though i was already in my uniform and barely a brush away to go, when my frend called me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;aun, i was happy to &lt;strong&gt;relax &lt;/strong&gt;here, be &lt;strong&gt;lazy&lt;/strong&gt; all over again, haha! and do what i always loved to do, blog. and magread ng blog nila. *smiley* though i really have &lt;strong&gt;tons of things to do&lt;/strong&gt;, not to mention na &lt;strong&gt;nawawala pla ang planner ko&lt;/strong&gt;..with only my sun number indicated to contact whenevr found, and nako, &lt;strong&gt;sira ang pang-sun na cellphone ko&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..kamusta naman un dibah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hay, buti nlang my dad will be funding me for a Postpaid line sa sun, woohoo! cant help but be excited.=) well, i might as well go on with my blog reading..haha! and oh, i forgot to tell you guys, it was parent's birthdays last week, uhm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wala lang. hehe..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115269124111928222?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115269124111928222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115269124111928222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115269124111928222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115269124111928222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/07/suspended.html' title='..suspended.'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115235943329685671</id><published>2006-07-08T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T04:50:33.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_three celebrations and a brownout.ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;_uh,sorry guys..bagun ko lang napost tong subic escapade nmn..outsked eh,. anywyas here it is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;..today is saturday. and i remember the exact same time last saturday that had passed, (july1-2), my friends and i are on our way to subic. =) late na nga kme nakaalis xe ginagawa pa ung van na sasakyan namin.&lt;/span&gt; ü &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the trip was fun, of course..wala nanamn kameng ginwa kundi laughtrip. sobrang laughtrip we almost had stomachaches out of it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;know what guys, kaya kame nagout-of-town, xe we're celebrating two or i mean three reasons,: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Reg's here,kya un na ung official gala nmin before she leaves, (she'll leave on the 25th, *sob!*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*It's Sed's birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*It's MY BIRTHDAY. *smiley*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;aun,though we had to admit na medjo short preparation ito, kya medyo palpak ung mga food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;overnyt sha eh,. but the original plan is, we will check-in sa isang beach front na hotel, (ay,anyhoo,sa sbma kame, Subic Bay Metropolitan Area,near the airport. for those of you who are wondering, yes, may beach po dun,) but we we're gabi na nga so when we arrived there sa anticipated place,FULLYBOOKED. sayang, we could've have atleast had our reservations done, pro medyo biglaan nga eh so wala kameng choice. anyway we had three options nman, (we have our friend Grethel to lead us nman dahil sya ang nakakaalam nun dahil lagi silang andun ng family nya.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;so the beach front option is out, we still had two. one is to rent a prang bahay, with 3 rooms,a kitchen and a sala, pretty good for not just an overnyt stay and for us, dahil we're 12 pax..but the cost was too expensive..it's ok kung hindi lng kme overnyt..and the last and most unliked option, a hotel na sinabi nyang medyo haunted..haha! we had really no choice kse it's gabe na and all of us we're starving..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;when we got there,it's only a room. i mean, it's like two rooms connected with a cr, it's good enough for all of us naman,.aun..medyo haunted nga, pro sa ingay nam,maybe we droved the spirits away,. kung meron man. haha! aun, tpos here's the greatest,uhm..i cant even explain.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;it was i think,2am...and im in my middle of my dreams..dahil sa pagod and dahil nrin sa super late na dinner..(like mindnight na kme nkakain dahil we di pwedeng iakyat ang food then we ended up ordering and ang tagaltgal ng food.) cla hinde ata natulog, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*NAGBROWNOUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; men, ang gara dibah..kamustah naman un. then after an hour or  so, tska lng bumaba ung mga ksama ko dahil ang tagal, and eto ung explanation sa front desk.."sorry po, mamaya pa magkakaron ng kuryente dahil di kaya ng generator.." grabeh dibah, there was another hotel in front kxe,un ung less haunted,pro it was invaded by *KAChÉs..(our term for the koreans,) argh, kakainis sila, we we're about to swim kxe sa pool,but hindi daw pwede kxe ni-rent nadaw nila ng whole ung pool kxe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;AYAW NILANG KASAMA UNG MGA PILIPINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. what a...parang gets..?! (chot lingo,) they shouldnt have come dito kung ganon lng din, kapal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;anyways, so much for that kaches,nakakaasar lng sila..aun, we've had fun sa beach nung morning,then headed towards the pool after,, then watched pacquiao..haha..and home sweet home. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i had to admit na bitin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;SOBRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;especially im with my super friends and a few extensions..ive had soo much fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;_that night has been one of the most memorable one in my life, thank you *you-know-who.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115235943329685671?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115235943329685671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115235943329685671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115235943329685671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115235943329685671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/07/three-celebrations-and-brownout.html' title='_three celebrations and a brownout.ü'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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-10268743.post-115122847448686170</id><published>2006-06-25T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T02:41:14.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..nstp.whatever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hay..ive been to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;kanina,ang odd dibah..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sunday na sunday andun ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..at take note, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;COMPLETE UNIFORM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! kaasar dibah,not to mention it was&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;raining hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kanina, and we only stayed inside the classroom for less than an hour.hay nako tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it was pretty cool though na puro net-based plang ang gagawin namin sa nstp. for the first sem lng xempre,(oh,i took &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;CWTS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pla,)..aun, the modules, the quizzes and even the attendance! lahat sa web.. (i actually thought na dibah,sa sobrang freedom nun, pwedeng pwede na mag-cheating! then it wouldnt be so hard anyways, &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i wont do that. good girl ata to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;well, i gotta go, may &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;quizzes pko tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..(uh, sa nihongo!)Ü♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*here are two of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pics,when my friend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;reg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arrived from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;big apple NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! nun pa xa dumating actually,nagun ko lng nashare.. (we couldnt get enough of taking pictures sa sobrang miss nmn sa knya,i havnt downloaded ung iba.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/320/aot%20new.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;_after a year or so sa NY,here she is ulit, reg..(she's the one in black.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3084/786/320/aot%20new%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;_complete. ulit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;====================================================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~Happy Birthday SED!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10268743-115122847448686170?l=cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/115122847448686170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10268743&amp;postID=115122847448686170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115122847448686170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10268743/posts/default/115122847448686170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuddleupyellow.blogspot.com/2006/06/nstpwhatever.html' title='..nstp.whatever!'/><author><name>trinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314340851140288167</uri><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></feed>
