<?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-3247571298054341086</id><updated>2011-06-07T07:44:36.056+08:00</updated><category term='sisigan'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>my dwelling place</title><subtitle type='html'>spirit renewed...God's plan is better than ours..let Him take the wheel of your life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-8178318811755295317</id><published>2007-10-26T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T22:22:25.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just updating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;t’s been so long since I last updated my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There’s been so much happening lately that I thought of keeping it to myself first before sharing it to everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So just senseless stuff and some made a huge impact in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I’m out of my almost-5-year relationship. Not that it’s a good thing but it’s not bad either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s four months exactly. I’m in a new stage of my life. Being in a relationship for such a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;made me somehow dependent to that other person. But certain things are unavoidable, you grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you grew apart. As much as you want to stay. You can’t. Inside of me wants to grow, to go beyond, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to explore things on my own, to try to achieve, to challenge myself and my capacities..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am relearning things, rediscovering what I used to love, reassessing myself and&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;think I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doing just fine..I am on top of it with the help of God, my family and my friends, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can get through it..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There were shocking news afterwards but, reality check, someone will move fast forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before the other so we just have to face it and get through&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s not easy to cut communications, to end everything that is related to the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but someday, I will just look back at it and just give it a healthy laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oct 1. My 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday. I was my first time to celebrate my birthday and invited friends over. It was RIOT! But fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I furnished my apartment and had people sleep over. I prepared a anti-pesto party with canapés, finger foods and wines for my guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope they enjoyed it as much as I do. Mikhael and Angela accompanied me buying groceries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diane and Pilo helped out during the preparations of the food. Michael and Bona’s gift truly “Kept the fire burning” through my NEW over toaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aimee and Pilo gave me a rice cooker for my place. The party closed at 3am. More parties will come our way as xmas season is fast coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the weekend I was sick, colds, cough, and hoarse voice, you name it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel terrible but I feel better now. Loads of medications, I totally hate it but what could I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dropped by Makati Medical Center this morning and learned that I caught some viral something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be totally&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in a weeks’ time. I did not come to work for 2 straight days and it sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Halloween is coming up… what’s for trick or treat?? Family for our DELL family. Nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m excited for the coming Xmas. The best season for me. I love shopping for gifts and wrapping them up. Yeah, I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though I’m not to giddy over the budgeting, the busy streets and the hustles and bustles, but still it’s the most wonderful time of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let us also take time to be silent and send our deepest and sincerest condolences &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to those who were affected over the Sept 19 Glorietta 2 Bombing/Blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that has taken 11 lives and over 120 inquired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually it should be 12 casualties as one of the victims is pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was supposed to drop by that same day to Glorietta after visiting my family in Las Piñas, it was around 10am, so I rejected the idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as it is still too early, I was supposed to buy a gift for my niece Zam in one of the stores in Glorietta 2. The 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; floor of Glorietta 2 is the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where baby stores are located. Thank God that I left Las Piñas too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until now there is still no clear result of who is really responsible over the shocking accident. Whoever that may be should take full responsibility on this horrifying incident. So much lives was taken from being irresponsible. Justice will prevail. And may God give those who were taken rest in peace.&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/3247571298054341086-8178318811755295317?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/8178318811755295317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=8178318811755295317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8178318811755295317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8178318811755295317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-updating.html' title='just updating...'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-8320332385138839244</id><published>2007-07-10T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:46.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RyJphOZV32I/AAAAAAAAALc/7cEilEBDle0/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125775345422032738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RyJphOZV32I/AAAAAAAAALc/7cEilEBDle0/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A vacation well-spent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a 3-day vacation last week in the City of Pines, Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;I can share to you 10 tens to make it a well-spent vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things you should and should not do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. File you leave early.&lt;br /&gt;as much as possible try to look forward on how many days you need to give yourself a well-deserve break. always think PLUS ONE. meaning plus one day,just in case na magkasarapan at gustong nyong mag extend and also to give yourself time to adjust from VACATION mode to WORK mode again. I applied for my leave last July 1-3 plus my 2-days off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring along your close friends.&lt;br /&gt;there is no better vacation if you spend it with your close friends.imagine the loads of fun you'll gonna get. Our attendance list is consist of the ff pips. me,Pilo,Mike,Bonna,Meg,Bevs,Noc and Pinggoy. Next time we hope that everybody can come. so we really have to consider,and these serves everyone, reminder number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Research. Plan where to go.&lt;br /&gt;know the place, travelling time,places you can stay, eating out,historical and tourist spots, where you can buy pasalubongs, the specialty.everything you can research about the place. Honestly, it was my first time in Baguio, so all of my friends are far more excited than me. I have mentally listed the places i wanna go. Mines View park, camp john hay,etc. name it. I was not able to go to all of it but needless to say, my stay is still very much enjoable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Assign tasks.&lt;br /&gt;if you are going on vacation as a group,assign task prior, and make sure that every one is adhering to the task assign. all of us want to have a stress-free vacation so make sure that all task like marketing,cooking,cleaning,washing the dishes,driving,etc. are equally distributed to all. if some does not want to cook or clean,might as well check in hotels so they can avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Consider the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Bad weather can ruin the whole vacation.So make sure that the weather is manageable. squeezed in 2 cars, we left Manila at around 4am,it was a bit rainy, we arrived as baguio at around 10am,and it was all bright and sunny, too bad..becoz during the late afternoon, we experienced rainshowers and foggy afternoons but make the most out of the day.that's when number 8 comes handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. New experience.&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit dissappointed when all i want to avoid when we went up to baguio are those places or foods that we have back in Manila. i'll been droolling over Ruiens (im not sure if i spelled it right) that Mike has been telling me about, i was esctatic and really want to see the place, but ended up in Starbuck's Baguio (camp john hay). no,no,no. next time i should not be that way. make sure that everyone are all up to new experiences ,or at least the new ones like me, to mark the place that you visit.it could be something you'll remember when you go back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Travel light.Mark your things.-&lt;br /&gt;Yes, definitely so you can avoid the hussles of bringing in heavy luggages and still have enough room for the pasalubong of some sorts. essentials can be the ff : Hairdryer for Bevs, hair iron/straighter for meg, digicamera for bonna, trust-worthy phones for pilo (for emergency calls in the office), mp3 for me (official dj), guitar for mike (official musikero) car for noc ( for emergency like duplicating a broken key on the last day of vacation) food for pinggoy, medicines etc etc. recycle clothes, bring sachets instead of bottled shampoos and conditioners.&lt;br /&gt;lastly...mark your things...so that using the same toothbrush (like me and my tartar twin mike)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bring along a book,an mp3 player,guitar,some wines,etc.&lt;br /&gt;these things my come in handy during the trip and long rainy afternoons. a good book or a portable dvd player for long rides. mp3 player for instant dance party like the you-tube worthy stunt of mike,noc and pinggoy.( and to avoid conversations like bevz), guitar for photo-opt props and its real purpose,impromptu sing-a-long and song writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Emergency numbers.&lt;br /&gt;Like the nearest water-delivery station. so that everybody can take a bath.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Relax.relax.relax.&lt;br /&gt;you went on vacation to relax and have an at least worry-free 3-days. so make sure you finish all task before going on vacation regardless if its business,school or work. break free from all your worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Capture the moments.&lt;br /&gt;Digital cameras are essentials to capture the moment and all the shameful things you can only do in front of your secretive friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will modify in a couple of minutes...&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/3247571298054341086-8320332385138839244?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/8320332385138839244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=8320332385138839244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8320332385138839244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8320332385138839244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/07/vacation-well-spent-after-taking-3-day.html' title=''/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RyJphOZV32I/AAAAAAAAALc/7cEilEBDle0/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-7819000815191554476</id><published>2007-07-06T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:46.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New environment, new routine.. just what i needed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just came home from my 3 day out-of-town trip with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be coming up within the week.&lt;br /&gt;Travel time was exhausting, though i would really tell you that we had loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;It was really a time for all of us to relax, have fun and some reality checking.&lt;br /&gt;Coming out from a relationship, my vacation really gave me a breath of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;Was able to think things over and gave a light to the new life i will be dealing&lt;br /&gt;these coming days,weeks,months and so on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Ro0hkIqZEqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dC0r6EMSWg4/s1600-h/07-01-07_0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Ro0h04qZErI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OzAN0fRJhpM/s1600-h/07-01-07_0957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083756746818261682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Ro0h04qZErI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OzAN0fRJhpM/s320/07-01-07_0957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New environment, new routine.. just what i needed..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before i continue with the new chapter in my life, i still had some reminiscing time about&lt;br /&gt;where i came from and how i was the passed few years...i was not easy..having been&lt;br /&gt;solo since i was 17 is not an easy task,more over taking care of myself...&lt;br /&gt;as i look back, i know it was a rough road that i took and im know it was all worthy..&lt;br /&gt;i learned to appreciate what i have now..learned to treasure memories,lessons and&lt;br /&gt;friends who came my way..learned to be happy despite of everything..learned to smile amidst&lt;br /&gt;the trials..learned to strengthen my shortcomings...learned to reward myself for a job well-done..learned that God is on top of all the events in my life..the good and the bad..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What i really want to do right now is to rediscover the things i really love to do&lt;br /&gt;which i have neglected for sometime...short story writing, drawing, singing,&lt;br /&gt;playing music,designing, travelling.. those are the things that make me as ME.&lt;br /&gt;For sometime i totally forgot all the things that used to make me happy.. that used&lt;br /&gt;to take away all the stress after all the days work...i will try rediscover them all..&lt;/strong&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/3247571298054341086-7819000815191554476?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/7819000815191554476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=7819000815191554476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7819000815191554476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7819000815191554476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-environment-new-routine-just-what-i.html' title='New environment, new routine.. just what i needed..'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Ro0h04qZErI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OzAN0fRJhpM/s72-c/07-01-07_0957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-6511263488591146969</id><published>2007-06-26T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:47.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reunion with Acoustic Shock fellas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;Last Sunday i had a chance to meet up with my Acoustic Shock fellas. Derek and Bernie.I miss this duo.They've been rocking their way in Hilton Hotel in China since last year and only had 2 short visits in Manila (10 days only on each visit). Too bad kuya Jon was not there. May tampo daw. hehe for the first time in months din i was able to catch up with Ems (my former band mate from nodetrack).She already got married 6 months ago. Bernie was so emotional during that time and i can't help but be touched how i was able to gain good friend like them. hehe syempre mga baby sisters nila kami ni Ems.they went back to china last sunday. So, Bon vojage guys and hope to see you again next year. haha . Keep rocking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rn_6xSUZXcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/MMDAJJLbrEI/s1600-h/IMAG1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080054629335129538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rn_6xSUZXcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/MMDAJJLbrEI/s320/IMAG1423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rn_64CUZXdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nkMPH55ohPU/s1600-h/IMAG1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080054745299246546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rn_64CUZXdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nkMPH55ohPU/s320/IMAG1425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;Acoustic Shock (Derek and bernie)&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/3247571298054341086-6511263488591146969?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/6511263488591146969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=6511263488591146969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6511263488591146969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6511263488591146969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/06/reunion-with-acoustic-shock-fellas.html' title='reunion with Acoustic Shock fellas'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rn_6xSUZXcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/MMDAJJLbrEI/s72-c/IMAG1423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-4110239056718010415</id><published>2007-06-15T05:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:48.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Some random pics i want to share...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_6yUZXbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/r46P8QBaFzA/s1600-h/GÃµd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076049271683898802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_6yUZXbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/r46P8QBaFzA/s320/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(377).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_hiUZXZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/W0lK4MYSKtQ/s1600-h/GÃµd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076048837892201874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_hiUZXZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/W0lK4MYSKtQ/s320/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(378).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_wSUZXaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4lSGhO0_A6c/s1600-h/GÃµd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076049091295272354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_wSUZXaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4lSGhO0_A6c/s320/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(381)~.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_TiUZXYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xwK0fWCVDX8/s1600-h/GÃµd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076048597374033282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_TiUZXYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xwK0fWCVDX8/s320/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(380).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Welcoming my new pamangkin " JOLO FAN". with his lola and uncle Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG8RCUZXXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fThof5kqnzY/s1600-h/GÃµd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076045255889476978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG8RCUZXXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fThof5kqnzY/s320/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(325).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG4HyUZXUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yRUFk6D5Ork/s1600-h/DSC00060-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076040698929175874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG4HyUZXUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yRUFk6D5Ork/s320/DSC00060-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG5liUZXWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lpa34BETlCE/s1600-h/DSC00065-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076042309541911906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG5liUZXWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lpa34BETlCE/s320/DSC00065-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG4UiUZXVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f3BS4nlMDS0/s1600-h/DSC00061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076040917972507986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG4UiUZXVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f3BS4nlMDS0/s320/DSC00061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bonding moments and group pics during Bevs and Pilo's birthday bash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-4110239056718010415?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/4110239056718010415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=4110239056718010415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/4110239056718010415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/4110239056718010415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-random-pics-i-want-to-share_15.html' title='Some random pics i want to share...'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RnG_6yUZXbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/r46P8QBaFzA/s72-c/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(377).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-7735377987881284818</id><published>2007-06-14T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:57:02.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Lovestories of my life:revisited. to becontinued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I can’t believe im writing this at this very moment and at this very time time... the following stories are based on my treasured journal the rummaged thru my old forgotten stuff around 2002. Its good to revisit the old times.. Reevaluating one's self and rediscover how love changes a person over a period of time.. the following names where changed for the security and privacy of the person involved... then again i just want to let you know that in this entry. .everything is left in the past and it the past shall it remain.. This is my love stories: revisited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Blast from the past. A journal i wrote in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love moves in a very mysterious way. You'll never know when and where will it strike you and how will it come into your life. Sometimes it comes when you least expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my lovestories did begin and ended?? Who looked for whom and who found who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up i saw myself as an average teen. Physical: not overwhelming. Academically: average. i am not a loner, never in my entire life though. I have friends by in relatively small number. I value quality not quantity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly duckling as other people usually commented, i was always compared to my other siblings from looking (physically and behaviorally) different. Not that i am a 3-eyed monster or is hairy or green skinned mutant, but really, if you see my sibling now, you'll understand what i am trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afar from this, i was never courted like girls my age, never in my 18 years of existence in this planet. Not that im so into that kind of stage but sometimes i asked my self why. Is it how i look? Or was i not attractive enough to make guys notice me? Maybe just maybe there are a lot more girls from man to choose from that before they even notice me then have noticed other girls. So you just have to sit back and expect that somebody will even take time to notice you. I do not blame guys. It’s their nature, i guess. I somehow concluded that guys go for girls that have nice faces and sexy bodies they can flaunt to people at all times. And yeah i don’t want to be that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushes?? i have plenty of those, but still enough to count using my fingers and my toes.. Im going to count them all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade 4 : E.R&lt;br /&gt;Grade 5: M.M&lt;br /&gt;Grade 6 : R.L&lt;br /&gt;1st Yr HS: A.L&lt;br /&gt;2nd YR: R.S&lt;br /&gt;3rd: J.A&lt;br /&gt;4th: A.U , G.C , R.A&lt;br /&gt;1st Yr College:&lt;br /&gt;2nd: R.R&lt;br /&gt;3rd -W.?&lt;br /&gt;3rd: (to 2007): A.G. - my 1st boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;1st Yr til present? - A.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee. Do you think that's a lot? i think you're wrong. Coz they're just few unlike those other girls during my time that, at grade 6 had their first boyfriends, I don’t judge them though, they can do whatever they want to do. I can’t believe i remember every single one of them. Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, i changes my crushes every year, well that's just me, hanggang crush lang, hehe.. Contented with just looking at them from afar, sitting with them during classes, satisfied with just being friend with them but never to the point that i divulge my feeling for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember, when one of them spilled his crushes to me during HS. In return, i revealed to him my classmates who had a crush on him to (coz these girls open up to me, too) but ended up for him to discover that I, too, had a crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our class adviser learned about it, she started pairing us up. Yeah, so high school.. Unfortunately it didn’t work (and im glad now that it didn’t) The result? we never talk to each other the same way again. I was i think in my senior year then. the memories of high school is just so nice to reminisce. you smile, you think of the person, how he is doing now and that's about it. the last time we saw each other is on a reunion with our HS batch and i think he's doing just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation. That one, i will never forget, i used to like these guy back in HS too. he’s a classmate and lives just around the neighborhood. He's a basketball player and a known chickboy.i remember trying hard to be a basketball fanatic when never ever been so into sports. I was always a musically inclined person as far as i can remember. How many times that my mother or father fetched me from the nearby basketball court and scold me terribly once we're home. Those were the good ol crazy days. and as far as i can remember, there is only one lesson i've learned from that experience: learn to appreciate basketball games. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes, sisterly love, how can i forget? Of course i encountered that...i met this guy, he was a year older than me. Back then, that was the time i first became active in church organizations, it was well the same old pattern. Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it this way ... Ms. New-little-sister and Mr. Older Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story began when Mr. Older Brother. Began being extra sweet to Ms. New-Little sister, not knowing that Mr. Older Brother was just his usual friendly and accommodating self to new comers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. New Little Sister expected that its more than just sisterly love but only to end up being heart broken for the first time. Mr. Older Brother was not even aware of the whole situation. Since then Ms. Little sister-no more changed. And Mr. Older brother had his new sets of priorities left the group leaving Ms. Little Sister-no more behind, all heart broken and in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as all stories, someone should move on and look for Mr. Right and that's what Ms. Little Sister no more did. As days go by all of us must all get up and learned from our mistakes and always keep in mind that God doesn’t want us to settle for someone less than what he wants us to end up with. All bad memories should be left behind to appreciate tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, Mr. Older brother returned and was confused of all the sudden changed of everybody he left behind: including, of course Ms. Little Sister-no more. All grown up.&lt;br /&gt;it was this time that Mr. Older brother learned what happened in the past and now that they both moved on and stayed as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was it. i was Ms. Little Sister - no more. Why i easily moved on? its becoz my friends help me along the way. They helped me cope up, lighten the load. After that i was back on track. i think that's what you really do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This other story is i think one of the most memorable love stories of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, a year before i met this guy, i went to antipolo church with some friends and as the saying goes, if its your first time in that sacred place then you can make a wish. Yeah i used to believe those stuff.. Fast forward a year after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first meeting with this guy was so unpleasant. We met through a common friend in a party organized by our church org. we were both unfortunate participants of the dreadful dating game. Well, we didn’t end up together if that's what you think.. a close friend of mine has a crush on him back then and he does not have any appeal on me bcoz of the airy attitude he have shown to me during the whole event.. but all turned upside down. my dating game partner ended up with my friend and this guy and me got close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that he sucks big time!, he irritates me a lot and he is so vain for a guy. So after a week or two, i saw him again bcoz he decided to join our church org. That was the time that we eventually were able to get to know each other through short chats, on and off the phone. the first time was just for business purposes only as i was assigned as one of the phone brigades that will updates members of the meeting scheds, venues, etc. Not long after we already are regular phone pals (as how they call it) sharing friendly conversations. He was actually the first one who called me out of nowhere and i was a bit surprise coz he was not disclosing to whom he got my number from.(IDD was not a hit back then).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became easily at ease with each other and enjoyed both our company. i never expected how easily this person caught my heart. I was in denial back then and forcefully dismissed the thought that maybe, just maybe he likes me too.. he was the first guy i spent endless hours through the phone, first one to sing for me through the phone (with matching playing the guitar), first person we had the guts to dropped me by my house, to fight for me whenever somebody made me cry, did a lot of favors for me, accepted me as who i am, the person told me that everything will be alright and the he wont ever hurt me or wont let anybody hurt me, takes time to wait for me after choir practices, someone i can always depend on, someone who cried and i cried with when we felt hurt, .... a lot of the moments that any girl can remember in her lifetime...he was basically the first guy i really allowed to get in to my heart and my life.. Relationship was not encourage nor discourage in our org but i am afraid to loose him, much more our friendship that at one incident I even told him that I treasure whatever level of friendship we have but I would really appreciate it if we can just keep it to ourselves…I’m not sure how he reacted with that but I hate to think that he thought I was not interested with the extra attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the process i found myself little by little falling in love with the person.. i realized that i wanted him to be a part of my life and i know i will be very happy to be with this person. I thought back then and until now that he was the person I prayed God and it was so hard to just let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER: too afraid that nobody will make a move between us, i spilled my feelings to him through a letter. i think it was his birthday back then. I can’t remember and i dont want to even remember that stupid letter i made. if only i can turn back time, i wouldn’t even thought about it. but again its in the past and whatever i did before will only leave me bitter lessons i have to learned. From then on, we drifted farther away. until to this minute that i am writing this, i am still not sure what was his real intentions...nobody dared to talk about the situation. i was too afraid that i might be not ready to hear anything he might say right smacked to my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for months. we never conversed as how we used to. Him not talking to me, even left me in so much pain and every single meeting with seeing him makes me even broken into pieces. I missed his calls, our conversations, companionable silences, our shared laughter with friends, endless kwentuhans, his out of tune singing, his corny jokes.. it was so hard. my friends cannot do as much to make me feel any better this time around . it was even harder for me when i heard that he tried courting somebody else. it was the lowest point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days and months passed by like it was years, until i learned that he will soon be leaving. not on a vacation but permanently move in with his family in some foreign land too far away for me to even reach in that point in time. it means only one thing, i wont be seeing him, i wont even hear his voice or touch him for that matter, i realized how precious this person it to me, that i can no longer stay silent and just watch him leave...i felt so stupid wasting time, him not talking and me just ignoring him. I can’t bear the fact that i will not see this person for a very long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am proud to say that i put down my pride and we started rebuilding our friendship and was able to cope up for the lost times. I knew that whatever feelings i have for him just got even so much deeper, but i tried my d*mn best to ignored it for the sake of our friendship. i tried to be happy and contented to just have him back into my life. Just as how much he said he appreciated all my efforts on everything to make his remaining days memorable. I was with him during the burial of his uncle one day before his flight, organized his despidida, compiled a scrapbook with our pictures with friends, and talked with him few hours before his early flight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person thought me to be just my plain self. That somebody will love me on just being me. Not to change to please somebody else but to change becoz you want to. Not to be afraid to face all the shortcomings that i might encounter along the way... to strive for my dreams, to make myself better and stood up for what i think is right in my own perfective, to fight for myself and how i feel and to take chances for love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hard for me because i cant lie to myself and say that just let my feelings drift away. He already took apart of my heart, he took it when he left and i don’t know if i can love one whole again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months after he left, i was in stage of depression, i can’t concentrate with school, i cried too much... that i was hospitalized for a week. My friends informed him and they would bring me printed copies of his emails and i would cry along with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i was hospitalized, i made a commitment to myself that i will pick up the pieces of myself together and get back on track…that I can move one again like before… life is beautiful and if it is really us who will end up together then God will make a way for us to be together no matter how many miles we are away from each other:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another love story of my life waits after i left the hospital......to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-7735377987881284818?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/7735377987881284818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=7735377987881284818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7735377987881284818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7735377987881284818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/06/lovestories-of-my-liferevisited-to.html' title='the Lovestories of my life:revisited. to becontinued...'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-5124842241782786196</id><published>2007-05-24T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:50.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Paris!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey guys... im here again..it took me sometime to put a piece of my mind into this blog..anyway.,i've been hanging around one of great site for women..i would suggest for you to drop by The internet for Filipino women.. &lt;a href="http://www.femalenetwork.com"&gt;www.femalenetwork.com&lt;/a&gt; .. really cool, very informative,you'll be able to meet friends,get advices and all those girl essentials...it rocks!and there will definitely something that will interest you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i've been into these pass week..for starters.. im part of the TEAM 3 Production Staff for the EVERY NATION World Conference this July which will be held in ARANETA.. (Yeah,Araneta,baby) some part of my self that i can give to the church.. last week we had an audition for the dancers of the said event ( yeah, danced a little myself), i was with Pilo and Mike..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm..what else.. im back to my old bookish self..hanging around Powerbooks lately...sipping my coffee...rummaging through interior design books..DIY's..coffee table books and about Paris.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZKGBlhVXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RzYp00y1z08/s1600-h/Pictures_of_Eiffel_Tower_black_and_white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068319898017551730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZKGBlhVXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RzYp00y1z08/s320/Pictures_of_Eiffel_Tower_black_and_white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! yeah i love Paris.. i've been dreaming to go to Paris and experience the culture and just be absorbed by the place... i want to experience to dine in some side walk cafes.. walk in cobblestones..less cars in the road.. see the Eiffel tower.. just sit and do people watching.. watch theaters and plays.. visit art galleries and be able to be drawn along the sidewalks by some to-be-famous sketch artist.. hayyyy... i hope i can visit this place before i turn 30.. hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently.. im trying to achieve the Paris look into my place..... according to about.com. decorating in the Paris Apartment Style should include the ff: 1. Black is the accent color and more wood furniture. 2.use large posters of French landmarks, nightspots, and Parisian buildings. (which is not really hard to find) 3. Large clocks (even if its not working,try vintage and thift shops) 4.Furniture and accessories should look old and used (but not shabby) 5.Every Paris style bedroom has a decadent vanity table 6. Use large vintage mirrors ( ill try to find one soon...) 6.Dress it with vintage accessories, frames, and perfume bottles. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZGphlhVUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/asUMsgN9MWI/s1600-h/apartment.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068316109856396610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZGphlhVUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/asUMsgN9MWI/s400/apartment.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use large vintage mirrors, architectural elements (columns, corbels), garden statuary, black wireware, clocks, hat boxes, luxurious silk pillows, soft throws, vintage candelabra, flowers, plants, china, and delicate porcelain figurines to accessorize a Paris style room ... even if i cant go to Paris as of yet... i can bring it to my home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've started painting the walls all white ... and will put bits and pieces of some finds into the room.. im still thinking of getting the wood furniture or the soft sofas.. so that's pretty much my update ... ill get back here if i have to add anything... basically, im done with the kitchen and ill be working my way to my living room and my dining...below is the pic of my apartment's floor plan.. its quite small but already roomy enough for just me to live in... Holla!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZIYBlhVVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3RH_xe1I8Y4/s1600-h/0042_4_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068318008231941458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZIYBlhVVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3RH_xe1I8Y4/s400/0042_4_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love one of these ---------&gt; canopies!!! found just like that in KULTURA Pilipino in SM for P1000. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZF5RlhVSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_e34nwd-uvo/s1600-h/apartment.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-5124842241782786196?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/5124842241782786196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=5124842241782786196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/5124842241782786196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/5124842241782786196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-paris.html' title='I love Paris!!!'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RlZKGBlhVXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RzYp00y1z08/s72-c/Pictures_of_Eiffel_Tower_black_and_white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-8641182938424986053</id><published>2007-05-15T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:50.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spidey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RkkdadJ7i-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/btr5CB8xb60/s1600-h/spiderman3_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064611596294917090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RkkdadJ7i-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/btr5CB8xb60/s320/spiderman3_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i know im late...but those who havent watched Spiderman's third installment. i guess, you still have whole lot of time to watch it  coz it will be staying for quite sometime in all movie theathers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;well, for this third installment, i would say that its the same spiderman movie, a lot of action-packed- web scenes. but i was totally shocked when that venom-thingy clinged to Parker. He was hot! its totally different.cool but too cool,that may be even if i was one of those girls who sees him in that kind of attitude might get a little bit annoyed and irritated. but,yeah, that was one heck of something you can watch out on this movie. its like Clark having been exposed to red kryptonite.they loose all the control they have on themselves. becoming crazy. and yeah a bit sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;so there. i havent watch perfect strangers yet, bcoz of lack of time. but hopefully this weekend i may be able to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;last week, i hit the mall found some great stuff during Megamall's 3 days sale. i hoarded a couple of sleeveless shirts from &lt;em&gt;no boundaries&lt;/em&gt;, which are really comfy for the very affordable price of P80. i got the gray,white and the dark blue ones. and hindi ko nakalimutan ang terno na curtains sa bahay. i drop by  Surplus Shop, and luckily i found the matching curtains that i snatched for the cheap price of P100 per panel.i've been eyeing this tunic long sleeve polos in Saint francis square but im not yet decided...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i still have alot of stories to tell for this pass week,such as Mother's Day,election day,etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;but i have to park now. im a bit sleepy and i still have to drop by Mall of Asia to check on some stuff. geezz.. my eyes are getting heavier as i taped my last words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&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/3247571298054341086-8641182938424986053?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/8641182938424986053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=8641182938424986053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8641182938424986053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8641182938424986053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/05/spidey.html' title='Spidey!'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RkkdadJ7i-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/btr5CB8xb60/s72-c/spiderman3_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-1104520159124659445</id><published>2007-04-25T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:50.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Ei im back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Ri-9zdJ7i9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/HPRmLYBED0g/s1600-h/GÃÂµd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057469598257613778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Ri-9zdJ7i9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/HPRmLYBED0g/s320/G%C3%83%C2%B5d%27s+Gift(254).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hey!i im back from my weekend long vacation.. my stop? PUERTO GALERA... its always good to be back in that paradise. there is always a small piece of it that you can take home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stay there is shorter than last year..only 2 days and 1 night..i was supposed to be there from Saturday to Monday...but some unexpected incidents happened so i left Sunday na...these year, i went to galera with some of my new bunch of friends... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Anjo,his gf Eileen and 3 funny trios,AJ,Alex and Guimo....i love them..never a dull moment...&lt;br /&gt;but we're still planning to go back there by May, so ill be back pretty soon ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;ill post pics soon...coz what i only have are these crappy camera phone pics for the meantime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30AM (Sunday) We met at JAM Transit in Kamias,QC. bus ride from manila to batangas pier is for a very cheap P.154.o0. we all slept all through out the ride as all six of us was not able to get enough sleep out of excitement,afraid to be left behind, or just plain insomiac..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 Arrival at Batangas Pier. Sobrang gutom na kami ni eileen coz we didnt ate breakfast.kamusta wala palang stop over. We choose Father &amp;amp; Son lines for the ferry that will bring us to the island from batangas port. that for the consirerable price of P340.00 (2-way, 1-way is P200.00,we get to save P60.00 and then P10.00 for terminal fee).Hungriness took over so we ate at the cafe inside the port.i ate chicken turnover and a large cup of Milo Freeze (around (P88.00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medyo na late ung ferry.we're supposed to take the 8:45 ride but was able to leave at around 9:45 bcoz the previous ferry for the 8:10 schedule took the 8:45 ferry as the previous ferry is not suitable to travel today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00 after 1 hr and 45 minutes of ferry ride we finally arrived to the island..nothing much has change..only few more new inns and overnight hotels for visitors to stay...less people today as it was sunday already.more often than not, people visits the island during fridays and go home on sundays..&lt;br /&gt;we checked out the place where we will stay.(P2,500/a night) its a very neat place at beachfront pa... a few steps you're already in the beach...mostly its color pink,it has a very wide veranda,a huge couch,2 queen-sized bed,has A/C,cable TV,mini ref and toilet and bath, almost half the size of the whole room.. we ate lunch first at we waited for the landlady to fix the place,meron kaseng nagoccupy before us,so kelangan nya munang linisin before we occupy it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;we ate at Blue Marlin restauran,just one of the many restaurant along the beach...i ordered Chicken Kebab...little do i know that its a feast for a king.. dami! 3 huge pcs of chicken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;to be continued....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-1104520159124659445?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/1104520159124659445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=1104520159124659445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/1104520159124659445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/1104520159124659445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/04/ei-im-back.html' title='Ei im back!!'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Ri-9zdJ7i9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/HPRmLYBED0g/s72-c/G%C3%83%C2%B5d%27s+Gift(254).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-8334422091374222620</id><published>2007-04-19T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:43:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'LL NEVER HAVE TO SAY GOODBYE AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was just feeling sentimental lately.. these are the new mp3 i downloaded..i realized that im so crybaby inside..hehe.. nice songs for reminiscing moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL NEVER HAVE TO SAY GOODBYE AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;England Dan &amp;amp; John ford Coley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the radio&lt;br /&gt;We'll play it way down low&lt;br /&gt;There's a tear in your eye&lt;br /&gt;That's reflecting the fire's glow&lt;br /&gt;and I wish the night would never end&lt;br /&gt;The sun ain't gonna be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Lying here waiting and wishing I knew when&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;You must leave I know you will&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you go until you show me&lt;br /&gt;some secret for making this time stand still&lt;br /&gt;And somewhere, sometime from now&lt;br /&gt;Together again somehow&lt;br /&gt;All of the waiting will seem like a moment and then&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;The whole night afraid to see the light&lt;br /&gt;And the whole day cryin&lt;br /&gt;Wishin I knew when&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;And I wish the night would never end&lt;br /&gt;The sun ain't gonna be my friend&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;We'll never have to say goodbye again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-8334422091374222620?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-5263256782950768924</id><published>2007-04-13T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T03:01:15.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new light on kuya danes' death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;its kuya danes 2nd day.the chapel is still packed with those who symphatized about the&lt;br /&gt;tragedy. i tried  to not break into tears, pretended i was strong enough this time but i am just weak.During the vigil,we all gave little prayes of thanks to all the things kuya danes shared to us from the laughters to advices to being a great kuya to all of us, with that it left me with misty eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new light on kuya's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning a witness came to visit his wake.&lt;br /&gt;to correct the info sa news, kuya danes does not own a 3310, what he has with him&lt;br /&gt;during that time is his PALM. according to the witness,he was 2 stations away from kuya danes,&lt;br /&gt;kuya danes,a vacant station and then the witness.kuya danes was the last person na kukuhanan&lt;br /&gt;ng cellphone.when the holdaper inserted his hand sa pocket ng jeans ni kuya danes, parang hinawakan ata ni kuya danes ung palm nya , which can be automatic reflex, with this without saying a word,binaril sya. the holdapers fled but they padlocked the gate of the shop to make sure that nobody can follow  them. people in the shop,called the owner first, which is a bit stupid,&lt;br /&gt;before the police ,so hindi na talaga nasundan agad ung mga holdapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasketch na ung isa sa mga holdapers and with that cartographic sketch, nakita na ung match&lt;br /&gt;ng suspect who also has records regarding robbery and holdap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's  continue  to pray  for justice for kuya danes. we are all taking it easy and we know, in God's grace, we'll all get through this victorious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;ill keep you updated.officially,his burial is on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-5263256782950768924?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/5263256782950768924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=5263256782950768924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/5263256782950768924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/5263256782950768924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-light-on-kuya-danes-death.html' title='new light on kuya danes&apos; death'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-6658501722897225888</id><published>2007-04-12T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:51.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers and justice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rh0lS0pk8NI/AAAAAAAAACs/cKbamK3O-Oo/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052235362280468690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rh0lS0pk8NI/AAAAAAAAACs/cKbamK3O-Oo/s200/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One of my long- time friend was killed tuesday night.I should have accepted it easily if it was a natural death of a certain decease or illness or an accident perhaps but he was murdered and was shot brutally by a person without a soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right at this moment,hours after i learned about the news, the fact cant seem to sink in. I was thinking if this is just a bad joke but it was not.In reality,i wont be seeing him for quite a long while. Questions keeps popping out at the bottom of my head but i can only guess for the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, us, his friends are trying to pick up the pieces of ourselves that was shattered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rh0lHEpk8MI/AAAAAAAAACk/KZJajF-cKJA/s1600-h/strbx1%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052235160417005762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rh0lHEpk8MI/AAAAAAAAACk/KZJajF-cKJA/s320/strbx1%2520%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;about this sad incident and sudden death of a dear friend of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart, i will terribly miss him. He's not only a friend to me but a kuya i never had, my supposed partner in crime when i was still active in the Youth Ministry, the first person who hugs me when i visit Youth Center,the one who always tells me to not be too pessimistic (and im not now),someone who believes in what i can do,pushes me to try anything to excel in my talent, someone who is too frank to tell in my face anything i should hear even if it hurts, someone who is carefree and hopeful of the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in each and everyone of us, Kuya danes left a piece of himself that we will carry and treasure. I know 100% that he is with the presense of our Lord Saviour. Lucky for him, his mission is finished, while, us, who were left behind have to endure living on earth as we wait for the time that we will be together with our Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears may fall for quite awhile bcoz of grief, disbelief and denial, and we all have the right to do so,but time will come when everyone of us has to move on, baring in mind that we all need God as our only salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we pray not for his soul but for our soul who were left behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i believe, at the end of our days, all of us will meet again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;keep up where we left off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and in a much better and peaceful place..in God's loving presense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We love you kuya danes. We will miss you so much. we'll see you soon.&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/3247571298054341086-6658501722897225888?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/6658501722897225888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=6658501722897225888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6658501722897225888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6658501722897225888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/04/prayers-and-justice.html' title='Prayers and justice.'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rh0lS0pk8NI/AAAAAAAAACs/cKbamK3O-Oo/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-6445712281876905914</id><published>2007-04-10T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:51.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a step back to move forward...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rhp75rkNriI/AAAAAAAAACc/RpkJLQe5Ugo/s1600-h/34320336745049l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051486162926808610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rhp75rkNriI/AAAAAAAAACc/RpkJLQe5Ugo/s200/34320336745049l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes i wonder stuffs that "could have been " years ago? i know Lord knows what my  desires are..i guess,its true,perfectly true, God sometimes takes away the one you love because He is a jealous God.He wants you to put Him in the top position in your life,then the rest will follow...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i believe, Lord God knows what's in my heart,all these years , its has always been him,and someday,when my relationship with Him is truly established,He will give what my heart desires.By that time,God knows that we're solid and close enough,that whoever will come my way will not replace His number one position...I just pray that its whom i really love,Lord knows ,what will make us happy and content..,God is the only one who knows what the future holds for all of us,if its God's will.then His will be done. .. His plan is better than ours.. we then have to  surrender everything to God..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just am,honest enough now to accept that my current relationship is not something i will be happy enough that will last forever..i love my guy, but not enough to see myself marrying him,it a process that we go through everyday of our lives...Lord knows why,what and who's pulling me back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But its true..before you can move forward,sometimes,you must first take a step backward... and that's what im about to do soon...by then whatever happens i can be proud to tell myself.. that at least i tried for the sake of love...then start moving on...=)&lt;/strong&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/3247571298054341086-6445712281876905914?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/6445712281876905914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=6445712281876905914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6445712281876905914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6445712281876905914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/04/step-back-to-move-forward.html' title='a step back to move forward...'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/Rhp75rkNriI/AAAAAAAAACc/RpkJLQe5Ugo/s72-c/34320336745049l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-8061487772653537776</id><published>2007-03-29T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:51.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kitchen done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgsYvo4I3tI/AAAAAAAAACI/32JJANMNh70/s1600-h/wella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047155014104571602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgsYvo4I3tI/AAAAAAAAACI/32JJANMNh70/s200/wella.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey hey hey...finally a part of my place was already converted to something with depth. this is my humble kitchen area.not too fancy so i put a little bit of something about my self to it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cabinet are chocolate brown. match with my avocado green walls..i initially had the hardware guy do the mixing of colors for me,but when i arrived home, took out my Real Living Magazine (which i was so forgetful,i did not bring along) the green color of the paint is absolutely so so much different from what i want it to be... so the next day, i went back to the hardware and bought some additional stuff...got some butter yellow and white..mixed it all up and added it to the much stronger "girl-scout" like green i had on Day 1... it was fun mixing my own stuff...and finally i ended up with my avocado green kitchen.. very stimulating to someone's tummy...love it! im working on my living area...thinking of something like a abstract wall or accent wall..ill keep you updated...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another good news was dropped to be like a bomb! I was top 3 in our stack rank for last feb.which is great..God's grace..and this is 3rd from 158 pips on the floor... i just feel blessed..&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/3247571298054341086-8061487772653537776?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/8061487772653537776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=8061487772653537776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8061487772653537776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/8061487772653537776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/kitchen-done.html' title='kitchen done!'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgsYvo4I3tI/AAAAAAAAACI/32JJANMNh70/s72-c/wella.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-2444138616081735636</id><published>2007-03-23T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T04:25:58.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 10,9,8,7....survey.. (just having fun)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Favorites...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Color: black&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Food: seafoods (shrimp and squid)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Band/Singer: Dishwalla/acel bisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Song: shifting sand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Movie: 13 Going on 30&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Sport: now?? hmm...badminton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Season: autumn (sana meron dito sa pinas)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Day Of the Week: sunday! time for Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Vanilla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Time of Day: siesta time after lunch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 Currents...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Mood: sleepy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Taste: coffee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Clothes: gray rocker shirt and dark denims&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Desktop Picture: myself with a guitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Toenail Color: nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Time: 2:59am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Surroundings: workplace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current Annoyance(s): its too cold here...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 Firsts...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Best Friend: Jackie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Kiss: my current boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Screen Name: torete gurl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Pet: sadique&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Piercing: ears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Crush: hmmmm.. my neighbor in makati..i think the name is edward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Music You Remember Hearing: beatles and carpenters influenced by my mom and dad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Car: hahaha hopefully soon..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 Lasts...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Cigarette: never.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Drink: ..like coffee?? hehe last alchohol drink. at virgin cafe only 1/4 of a sn mig light c/o my friend,mike.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Car Ride: last saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Kiss:hmmm yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Movie Seen: the pursuit of happyness, it will move you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Phone Call: yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last CD Played: dishwalla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 Have You Evers....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Friends: we somewhat dated bfore we bcame bestfriends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have You Ever Broken the Law: Yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have You Ever Been Arrested: No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have You Ever Been on TV: Yea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: nope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No5 Things....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 Things You're Wearing:jeans,gray shirt,fave slip ons,black jacket,pearl earrings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 Things You've Done Today: work,sleep,ate,text,drank&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 Things You Can Hear Right now: marvin talking,my keyboard,people taking in calls,aircon,my music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 Things You Can't Live Without: my friends and family,food,music,God,work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 Things You Do When You're Bored:take pictures,read,write a story,draw,hang out with friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 Places You've Been...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.all the malls in metro manila &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.puerto galera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 People You Can Tell Anything To...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. closest friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. my boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Choices...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Black or White:Black&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Hot or Cold: Hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Thing You Want to Do Before you die...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;go around the world..meet people..experience different cultures..make a mark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-2444138616081735636?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/2444138616081735636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=2444138616081735636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/2444138616081735636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/2444138616081735636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/10987survey-just-having-fun.html' title='the 10,9,8,7....survey.. (just having fun)'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-7440523500879564869</id><published>2007-03-22T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:51.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the complexity of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgKaTzAdPeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HFis9IwvHHE/s1600-h/GÃµd"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044764197508693474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgKaTzAdPeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HFis9IwvHHE/s200/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was in the MRT this afternoon,silently listening to my player,i was humming and enjoying the music when i noticed this gurl beside me who keeps on glancing at me,she's around 14-15.At first i pitied her,she's from Philippine School of the Deaf,but instantly i rejected the feeling and felt fortunate that i can hear.I felt God made this person as special  like she is now,so that,us,who are normal and complete may feel blessed on what we have.For some have everything and stil feel incomplete and poor and achieve more than they can handle,when others have less but are full,content and happy. *sigh* the complexity of life&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/3247571298054341086-7440523500879564869?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/7440523500879564869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=7440523500879564869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7440523500879564869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7440523500879564869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/complexity-of-life.html' title='the complexity of life'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgKaTzAdPeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HFis9IwvHHE/s72-c/G%C3%B5d%27s+Gift(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-7765606202867025974</id><published>2007-03-22T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:57:39.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagal ko nang di nakapaggitara..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/wallpaper1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand" height="206" alt="" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/wallpaper1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just recollecting some amazing busiest year of my life... so far... 2005. not that im leaving some crazy stuff behind.but im putting it to a bit of rest..but ill be back.music has always been my passion.I heart music.no escaping of the truth.for now,i am working on some materials and ill be back on track soon...a new guitar might be on the way too.. so sit back becoz ladyguitarist will be back before you knew it.this time..dedicating everything to His Honor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&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/3247571298054341086-7765606202867025974?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/7765606202867025974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=7765606202867025974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7765606202867025974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/7765606202867025974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagal-ko-nang-di-nakapaggitara.html' title='tagal ko nang di nakapaggitara..'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-6961132332111316239</id><published>2007-03-16T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:10:14.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh my oh my weekend is about to end....finally its friday.love it! exciting weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc9933;"&gt;anyway, nakuha ko na ung ipod ko.. in a couple of days.. my mp4 is all stuff with 424 songs i personally choose...and patiently downloaded...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc9933;"&gt;so im coming back later.. for more..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-6961132332111316239?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/6961132332111316239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=6961132332111316239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6961132332111316239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6961132332111316239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-6238596900970958231</id><published>2007-03-06T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T00:04:01.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how was my last weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it just had 3 sleepless nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Straight from work, to SISIG750 in 79 Maginhawa St. UP Village.trapic was crazy, Katipunan was all stucked up.ARRRRGGGHH...i have no choice but stay in a taxi on a very hot afternoon.it was the Opening night.i went there early to help set up the place,mike and bonna was not around,the two has been totally busy the couple of weeks taking care of a whole lot of other errands and we think we can lend a hand to make things lighter for them.the night went thru a bit chaotic specially inside the kitchen..hehe..but all of us went thru the day just fine.. learned from mistakes and took note of what was forgotten or was overlooked. i was the dishwasher that day. cant believe it myself, i just hate washing dishes but that night i was totally inspired and the spirit was high... on washing dishes!! great. pilo,bebs,dhi,william,JB and the rest of the pip were there to help wholeheartedly... the place for packed with friends and other curious souls...sisig was the best part of it all...food was overflowing...day 1 down... and tomorrow was another day...=) went home at around 5am.saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day. slept just a couple of hours. woke up at 12:30 and saw Mike's txt.today,i requested if we can just meet up, along with Pilo. so it can be a bit easier for us and cheaper too.hehehe... so there...my clock was busted, i thought i read his txt at 11:30 and the radio just confirmed that i was actually 12:30... my place was a total wrecked..twish..whooshh... everywhere.. within 30min i was gone... ill fix the place when i come back tomorrow morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late.meeting place was Q Ave at mcdo. late for like 15-30 min. so glad to see mike,pilo and mona.. too bad i was late and was not able to order my coffee..we went straight to the bar and set up the place... we were too excited bcoz we will open early today.. menu was not ready..and there are curious pips dropping by, checking the place and the menu already...to cut the story short. DAY 2 was a lot less crazy unlike the first day... more friends went over to support mike and bonna for this new business venture they entered.... pictures from shaira luna's collection was installed in the left wall of the bar, giving it an artistic and eclectic touch...im planning to post some of my creation too... most are my friends portrait.. why not!... great isiea,isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;survived DAY 2 ... tomorrow the church will have a gigantic event... VCF Worship Convergence in Araneta..all VCF churches around the metro will gather together and will worship Him and have a whole lot of fun...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;note: pictures all coming right up...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-6238596900970958231?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/6238596900970958231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=6238596900970958231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6238596900970958231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/6238596900970958231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-was-my-last-weekend.html' title='how was my last weekend...'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-3984358030657137840</id><published>2007-03-02T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:51.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog for this day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReeNR3zJv9I/AAAAAAAAABM/h7gzVSKzQVw/s1600-h/25022007451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037150046412980178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReeNR3zJv9I/AAAAAAAAABM/h7gzVSKzQVw/s320/25022007451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ei what time is it??? 10:33Am and im not home yet? oh gosh... i have this waitress thing going on for my friends bar... i have to go! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(this was a shot of my friend meg inside the new bar or sisigan my friends bonna and mike putting up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you dont wanna know where that huge flower came from.hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-3984358030657137840?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/3984358030657137840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=3984358030657137840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/3984358030657137840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/3984358030657137840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-for-this-day.html' title='blog for this day.'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReeNR3zJv9I/AAAAAAAAABM/h7gzVSKzQVw/s72-c/25022007451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-3331806353995844977</id><published>2007-03-01T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:52.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SISIG750</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5jAdPaI/AAAAAAAAABY/ls6pU5SEcsA/s1600-h/Sisig750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044034770327911842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5jAdPaI/AAAAAAAAABY/ls6pU5SEcsA/s320/Sisig750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5zAdPbI/AAAAAAAAABg/vEka9I3ct_g/s1600-h/Sisigan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044034774622879154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5zAdPbI/AAAAAAAAABg/vEka9I3ct_g/s320/Sisigan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5zAdPcI/AAAAAAAAABo/3njlCrtgu98/s1600-h/03-03-07_2138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044034774622879170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5zAdPcI/AAAAAAAAABo/3njlCrtgu98/s320/03-03-07_2138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5zAdPdI/AAAAAAAAABw/M7yA3psPOug/s1600-h/GÃÂµd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044034774622879186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5zAdPdI/AAAAAAAAABw/M7yA3psPOug/s320/G%C3%83%C2%B5d%27s+Gift(023).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYsqnzJv8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/-bsXvoSnR10/s1600-h/God"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYshXzJv7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zfcln8ySr1o/s1600-h/God"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYsRnzJv6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/1xpYLW5gsAQ/s1600-h/God"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow my friends will be opening up their bar called SISIG750 at UP Village.and im volunteering as a guest waitress.. excited and so happy for them. this is a challenging venture for them and i pray it will be successful.here are some blurry pics of the bar when we had a clean up last sunday.dont worry, ill get a better looking pics tomorrow.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3247571298054341086-3331806353995844977?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/3331806353995844977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=3331806353995844977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/3331806353995844977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/3331806353995844977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/sisig750.html' title='SISIG750'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/RgAC5jAdPaI/AAAAAAAAABY/ls6pU5SEcsA/s72-c/Sisig750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247571298054341086.post-1374551891709974479</id><published>2007-03-01T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:26:52.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog on a very harassing day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYltXzJv4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/98a-9aftKTQ/s1600-h/02-25-07_2301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036754694673383298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYltXzJv4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/98a-9aftKTQ/s320/02-25-07_2301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i've been trying to use my multiply and my frienster account to blog everyday.but everyday our system at work always work like crap.(sorry for the word). so i thought of creating another blog from another unblocked site. whew! i know it will very hard to maintain a lot of blogs but what does copy and paste does??? hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so much about that.today,is one of our most harassing day. anyway,there was nothing new.everyday is another harassing day in DELL.not that im not happy with the job or anything.. maybe,just maybe, i am just getting a bit of burned out. so i need another much awaited break. why not?.. Boracay this Holy week ,anyone?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYmz3zJv5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Og1Mbtj7lZk/s1600-h/IMAG0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036755905854160786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="197" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYmz3zJv5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Og1Mbtj7lZk/s320/IMAG0144.JPG" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i know,summer is fast coming , too excited......but before we enjoy the sun,sand and the beach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Holy Week is also fast approaching too.I used to start everything during the ash wednesday which was last 21st, but now that im a christian , i have this different point of view about all these penetence and repentance thing... not that i am blocking everything i learned when i was a catholic... but now that im a christian, i believe and thank God, he changed my heart, that we do not have to wait for Holy Week to come yearly to ask forgiveness from God, when you can do it every day, everytime you speak with him in any place or situation you maybe.. that is what i believe now, but i still respect catholic church...it molded me so much that a little fixing on the side will do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i have so much stories but i still have another day to do that.. for now , im signing off. and welcome to me in Blogger.! Gud day every1.=)&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/3247571298054341086-1374551891709974479?l=ladygfan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/feeds/1374551891709974479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3247571298054341086&amp;postID=1374551891709974479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/1374551891709974479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3247571298054341086/posts/default/1374551891709974479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladygfan.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-blog-on-very-harassing-day.html' title='new blog on a very harassing day...'/><author><name>LadyGuitarist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770078354772963557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/ladyguitarist/07-22-07_1358.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nskesnHDEi4/ReYltXzJv4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/98a-9aftKTQ/s72-c/02-25-07_2301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
