<?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-1783983210574377759</id><updated>2012-01-11T00:27:58.872+08:00</updated><category term='chocolates'/><title type='text'>uh-huh...</title><subtitle type='html'>life, one step at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8523273698368346438</id><published>2011-07-30T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:15:08.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>postsecret postcard of the week</title><content type='html'>i'm glad i'm not the only one who feels the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3pYWzOtt9M/TiTvlr1V3JI/AAAAAAAAPfs/QW0R7GL7xck/s400/supportingcharacter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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I got a job after four years from graduation and almost 2 years of hospital volunteer service (that's a nurse's reality in the Philippines today).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a little overwhelmed with the work and responsibilities involved, but i kinda like it. Research, database management, encoding, following-up cases, coordinating with youth orgs are just some of the things I will be involved in. It's a new "side" of nursing....more on advocacy and research on birth defects (babies+genetics).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess my background in a science high school and my other college degree won't go to waste after all ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*happy dance* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8745475049098453820?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8745475049098453820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8745475049098453820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8745475049098453820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8745475049098453820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html' title='hello, 2011!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-9181189513892797699</id><published>2010-12-02T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T23:06:31.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there was light!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cosmosmagazine.com/files/imagecache/news/files/news/20090916_fingers_crossed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.cosmosmagazine.com/files/imagecache/news/files/news/20090916_fingers_crossed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-9181189513892797699?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/9181189513892797699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=9181189513892797699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9181189513892797699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9181189513892797699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-then-there-was-light.html' title='and then there was light!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1027816139156317796</id><published>2010-10-22T10:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:08:26.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>must.cut.umbilical.cord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1027816139156317796?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1027816139156317796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1027816139156317796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1027816139156317796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1027816139156317796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/10/must.html' title=''/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3600948262548616487</id><published>2010-09-29T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T01:07:40.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>white crayon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/b6/TwaniODell_BackRoads.jpg/200px-TwaniODell_BackRoads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 311px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/b6/TwaniODell_BackRoads.jpg/200px-TwaniODell_BackRoads.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My mind flashed back to a time we were fighting over my crayons. I wouldn't let her have any of them, and she went and tattled to Mom. Mom said I had to give her at least one so I gave her white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for her to figure out what I had done while I silently busted a gut and applauded my evil genius. But she had walked off contentedly and sat down at her white piece of paper to draw me a picture of sugar, salt, and snow.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Harley Altmeyer, BACK ROADS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I'd like to think I'm this little girl whenever someone gives me a "white crayon". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I've read The Cement Garden before reading this book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Sad and kinda sick. I was more entertained by this book, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Makes me appreciate my family more so than before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;Dexter season 5 has started in the US. I can't wait until Fox Crime Asia airs it here in the Philippines! And and Julia Stiles joining the show, double yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/KzCVU0ZRCN0/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzCVU0ZRCN0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzCVU0ZRCN0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3600948262548616487?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3600948262548616487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3600948262548616487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3600948262548616487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3600948262548616487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-roads.html' title='white crayon'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-215065099768815787</id><published>2010-08-14T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T16:12:33.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TGZPopfeP8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/9TlMfu6QyTE/s1600/mix-pix-023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TGZPopfeP8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/9TlMfu6QyTE/s320/mix-pix-023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505175154258231234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;miky in her lil tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-215065099768815787?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/215065099768815787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=215065099768815787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/215065099768815787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/215065099768815787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/08/cuteness.html' title='cuteness'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TGZPopfeP8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/9TlMfu6QyTE/s72-c/mix-pix-023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3642071485221103863</id><published>2010-08-01T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:55:12.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anouk - Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;powerful voice, powerful song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/HxjUWHMCVhk/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HxjUWHMCVhk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HxjUWHMCVhk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3642071485221103863?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3642071485221103863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3642071485221103863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3642071485221103863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3642071485221103863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/08/anouk-love.html' title='Anouk - Love'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8873611137412925270</id><published>2010-07-29T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T05:47:21.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant</title><content type='html'>You do all the things you're supposed to do, follow the rules, make all the adjustments, for what??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes things just doesn't work the way you like/plan it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Universe, please cooperate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8873611137412925270?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8873611137412925270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8873611137412925270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8873611137412925270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8873611137412925270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/07/rant.html' title='rant'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6317477870389430368</id><published>2010-07-25T11:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T13:36:09.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daba-daba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What a way to start the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I woke up due to the (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)commotion outside the street. When I looked over the window, people were running and shouting and there was black smoke everywhere. At first I thought it was just my mom's backyard fire gone wild! She usually piles up dry leaves and trash in the backyard then burn them (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;tigul-it na, indi gd magpati nga indi na pwede gnahimo nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;). But no, she was downstairs shouting and asking my niece to find her anti-hypertensive meds. In short, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ga sala-sala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.  My father, in true blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ususero mode, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;was out in the street asking the what/where/why of the commotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I, on the other hand, am frantically trying to find the contact number for the police/fire station. FAIL! I discovered 166 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;does not work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; It's supposed to be the local emergency hotline. Next, I tried Lapaz  PD but the line was busy. The telephone directory cover where the emergency numbers are listed was torn. *shrug* I'm sure one of the neighbors have called the fire department by now. *cue fire alarm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Going back to my mom. If she had the power to be in two places at once, she would have used that power earlier. One to find her meds and the other gathering her important documents, jewelries and maybe the oven and refrigerator, too. But since she needed a little help, I found her meds IN HER BAG, calmed her down a bit, and almost tripped on the pile of folders/envelopes on the floor. At least she achieved one of her goals hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Anyhoo, the fire was two houses away from us. The usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;faulty electrical wiring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;was the culprit. The fire was contained after about 30 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The upside to all these was when I saw two chinoy volunteer firemen park beside our house and gear up in their uniform. HOT! I'm one of those women who find men in uniform sexy ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So after all the hoolala, I'm trying to find the emergency numbers that actually work, save them in my phone and thanking God (and the firemen) for our safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;     117 is the current 3-digit hotline for criminal reports and local government agencies in Iloilo City. It's working, I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6317477870389430368?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6317477870389430368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6317477870389430368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6317477870389430368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6317477870389430368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/07/daba-daba.html' title='daba-daba'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1066546286354871591</id><published>2010-07-24T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T11:22:16.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I should be happy, but i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to celebrate. I don't feel like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TEpcOU-jvGI/AAAAAAAAA6U/G_y6Knq9RxQ/s320/party+pooper.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 248px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497307696378133602" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;nega&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1066546286354871591?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1066546286354871591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1066546286354871591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1066546286354871591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1066546286354871591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-0.html' title='3-0'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TEpcOU-jvGI/AAAAAAAAA6U/G_y6Knq9RxQ/s72-c/party+pooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6161407931825995342</id><published>2010-07-21T22:01:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:41:18.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turtles</title><content type='html'>I'm fascinated by turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1999 was the year I bought my very own pet. A red-eared slider, 3 inches long. Cost me 150 bucks. I named him after my favorite musician, Ludwig (never knowing the turtle's sex at that time). Good thing it's a HE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't go wrong with having a pet turtle. Provide some space, a little water, food, interaction and that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought turtles were herbivores. Well, they're not. Ludwig ate the tails of 75% of his aquarium-mates, the angel fishes, during his growing years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a year old when our helper gave me two more turtles(local ones, brown and ordinary). I named them "daku" and "gamay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there they were. Three turtles imprisoned in a small aquarium. For three years I kept them there, playing(turtle marathon) with them once in a while. Most of the time forgetting about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one morning I decided to set them free. Free to roam the backyard, that is. They were everywhere. Near the well, under the "dapug", all over the grass, floating when the backyard is flooded. It's quite fun to watch them crawl and snap at the dogs during mealtimes. One time, Ludwig (he's the more adventurous of the three) crawled out and crossed the street. Good thing our neighbor saw him and gave him back to us. He was quite grumpy after that (Ludwig, not our neighbor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtles are useful too. I brought Ludwig during our zoology class' show-and-tell as our group project. He was quite large after 4 years, about the size of my palm. Everybody was gushing on how cute he is (second only to the other group's baby goat, but i digress). He responded by nipping and cutting my classmate's finger. The class then learned that turtles do not carry RABIES. The discussion was funny actually. Stupid but funny. My classmates never forgot Ludwig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, I bought another turtle. It was an unplanned purchase. We were on our way down from Mambukal resort's "7 Falls" when this child came up to me asking if I wanted a turtle. I asked the child what he'd do to the turtle if it wasn't sold. He answered in a matter-of-fact way "I-adobohon kag kan-on magdaku sya e." *gulp* So that's how I went home with another turtle. A small, malnourished turtle worth P20. I keep telling myself the deal was a steal plus I "saved" a turtle's life. His name's Mambu, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point to all these stories? Nothing. I just felt like writing about my growing pet turtle collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of Ludwig taken last year when he graced me with his presence. He needed a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TEcHfk-lo2I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ZQPrS4XJOgY/s1600/Ludwig+vs+my+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TEcHfk-lo2I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ZQPrS4XJOgY/s320/Ludwig+vs+my+hand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496370109312508770" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1783983210574377759-6161407931825995342?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6161407931825995342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6161407931825995342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6161407931825995342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6161407931825995342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/07/turtles.html' title='turtles'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/TEcHfk-lo2I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ZQPrS4XJOgY/s72-c/Ludwig+vs+my+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1718236195905913256</id><published>2010-07-21T20:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:10:42.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>return of the comeback</title><content type='html'>Oh blogspot, how i missed you so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing my previous blog entries and I kinda missed writing again. Too many things have happened but it felt too little in the grand scheme of things. &lt;i&gt;ah basta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I felt disappointed with my posts. Maybe because I felt self-conscious about every post in the latter years(since more people knew about it. more = greater than 2 persons) that my writing style became awkward and became more of a &lt;i&gt;will-this-please-them&lt;/i&gt; blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll just write. Write what I feel. Write whatever idea comes to mind. Right? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafa won the Wimbledon and all clay court championships.&lt;br /&gt;La Furia Roja won the 2010 World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;What a year for Spain.&lt;br /&gt;What a year for all fan girls all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, the 2010 World Cup deserves a separate post. *giggle giggle*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1718236195905913256?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1718236195905913256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1718236195905913256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1718236195905913256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1718236195905913256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2010/07/return-of-comeback.html' title='return of the comeback'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5211939072896558512</id><published>2009-07-10T17:17:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:35:22.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlhOs-OGHhI/AAAAAAAAA40/TQYNEBNRerI/s1600-h/mom+to+daughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2422/3600784581_898c9053b4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;since my sister gave birth last month, my mom has been asking me to teach her how to use the computer and log-in to skype so she could video chat with my sis and new niece. big uh-oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's only a matter of time before she discovers the wonders of facebook, youtube, etc. *cringe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://myparentsjoinedfacebook.com/"&gt;what happens when you're facebook "friends" with your mom/dad/tita??&lt;/a&gt; i mean, my sis, BIL, and i are friends in FB, but parents??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlhOs-OGHhI/AAAAAAAAA40/TQYNEBNRerI/s400/mom+to+daughter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357118291280535058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlcNTKXlIkI/AAAAAAAAA4k/cxPC3V55fKs/s1600-h/mom+pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;==============&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlcM_k8FkNI/AAAAAAAAA4U/kkKSOwMZbos/s400/gossip+dad.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 116px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356764568167485650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;==============&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlcNJyIbC7I/AAAAAAAAA4c/CNKNf9bs1hk/s400/man+slave.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356764743507577778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 193px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;==============&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlcNTKXlIkI/AAAAAAAAA4k/cxPC3V55fKs/s1600-h/mom+pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlcNTKXlIkI/AAAAAAAAA4k/cxPC3V55fKs/s400/mom+pray.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356764904632427074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 168px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can totally see my mom doing this but in hiligaynon LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yay for the internet!&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/1783983210574377759-5211939072896558512?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5211939072896558512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5211939072896558512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5211939072896558512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5211939072896558512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-no.html' title='oh no!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlhOs-OGHhI/AAAAAAAAA40/TQYNEBNRerI/s72-c/mom+to+daughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5214680946477120738</id><published>2009-07-10T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T12:20:01.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awww</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlbApgon_LI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QgO2pBz-CLs/s400/miky.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356680626171280562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't she cute?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlbBA-CvePI/AAAAAAAAA3g/JPruLBq__FI/s400/miky+palm.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356681029202442482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't wait to hold and hug you mikaela marie! x0x0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5214680946477120738?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5214680946477120738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5214680946477120738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5214680946477120738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5214680946477120738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/07/awww.html' title='awww'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SlbApgon_LI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QgO2pBz-CLs/s72-c/miky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6084133109704347189</id><published>2009-05-30T00:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:34:16.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revolutionary facebook</title><content type='html'>saw these at http://noypi.me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hilarious! remember you have to start from the bottom comment up for each pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SiAMvdiqT8I/AAAAAAAAA2g/Z9FN6_f30pU/s400/1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341283167584800706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SiANHgcBLpI/AAAAAAAAA2w/mB9A7V3FleM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SiANHgcBLpI/AAAAAAAAA2w/mB9A7V3FleM/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341283580679106194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SiANmO_h1OI/AAAAAAAAA24/9eV8kMvM37A/s1600-h/padre+damaso+sandal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SiANmO_h1OI/AAAAAAAAA24/9eV8kMvM37A/s400/padre+damaso+sandal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341284108572153058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta love maria clara and sisa, they're so gurly in FB hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6084133109704347189?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6084133109704347189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6084133109704347189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6084133109704347189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6084133109704347189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-katipuneros-blog.html' title='revolutionary facebook'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SiAMvdiqT8I/AAAAAAAAA2g/Z9FN6_f30pU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6649012813381608502</id><published>2009-05-04T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:14:12.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Charlie, that really hurt!" LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6649012813381608502?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6649012813381608502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6649012813381608502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6649012813381608502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6649012813381608502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-cute.html' title='so cute!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4271887153600767394</id><published>2009-04-26T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:32:14.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jackpot!</title><content type='html'>best ukay-ukay find: PhP 5.00 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 for all mankind&lt;/span&gt; jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRgh8KgWUI/AAAAAAAAA14/3hQYxHS6G5U/s1600-h/IMG_7555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRgh8KgWUI/AAAAAAAAA14/3hQYxHS6G5U/s200/IMG_7555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328990395288279362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRhDwutKkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/-ME-U8hXFyA/s1600-h/IMG_7556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRhDwutKkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/-ME-U8hXFyA/s200/IMG_7556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328990976334441026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRhjU9LzWI/AAAAAAAAA2I/1SEBQyUbS0Q/s1600-h/IMG_7557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRhjU9LzWI/AAAAAAAAA2I/1SEBQyUbS0Q/s200/IMG_7557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328991518634790242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRh71ZTUBI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/EXhRJpdrM_A/s1600-h/IMG_7558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRh71ZTUBI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/EXhRJpdrM_A/s200/IMG_7558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328991939659517970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse the mess and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buy-on &lt;/span&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the comfortable, not so tight/loose fit...low waist pa, yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4271887153600767394?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4271887153600767394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4271887153600767394&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4271887153600767394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4271887153600767394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/04/jackpot.html' title='jackpot!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SfRgh8KgWUI/AAAAAAAAA14/3hQYxHS6G5U/s72-c/IMG_7555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5431193030871108107</id><published>2009-04-25T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:37:05.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where the girls are</title><content type='html'>my mom is a retired public school teacher. since she's standing and writing most of the time during work, twice a month, she treats herself to a mani/pedi and depending on her mood she would let the stylist color/curl/cut her hair, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be sitting in a corner listening to the "girls" gossip and interact while being intoxicated with the smell of nail polish and hair products. i couldn't understand why my mom loved to go to the beauty parlor. for me a beauty parlor = teachers/senior citizens=BORING. she has this "suki" beauty parlor whose clientele are mostly teachers(both retired and not-retired) not the modern parlors in/beside the mall. i think the name of that parlor was "COEDS" and terok was the name of the gay stylist hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the years, my mom and i tried the modern parlors inside the mall but she didn't like the environment. she feels they're too transactional, too many ka-ekekan with no warmth at all. i, too, missed the old-parlor-feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're happy we found tita norms. she's the owner of this little beauty parlor at the side of the street. the place's small size does not deter customers from coming in and enjoying the company of other customers while waiting for their turn. tita norms is the ringleader, telling funny stories and introducing customers left and right, building a connection with everyone. there's always laughter, smiles, and a relaxed atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twice a month, my mom and i now go to tita norms, greeting other "suki" customers by their first names, having our hands and feet pampered, and generally having bonding moments with the girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5431193030871108107?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5431193030871108107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5431193030871108107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5431193030871108107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5431193030871108107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-girls-are.html' title='where the girls are'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5145271056298785811</id><published>2009-04-25T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:54:58.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you're the coolest tita in the world!"</title><content type='html'>my 9-year old niece told me that. sweet, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i've been such an ogre for the past month (internet withdrawal due to broken pc), a guilty part of me tried to make up for all the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kasungitan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a little help from good ol' youtube, her ds lite is now transformed into an ipod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUOsqLX7IMo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUOsqLX7IMo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this tita-niece sweetness won't last though. i'm about to scold her for not wearing slippers. *evil grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5145271056298785811?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5145271056298785811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5145271056298785811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5145271056298785811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5145271056298785811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-coolest-tita-in-world.html' title='&quot;you&apos;re the coolest tita in the world!&quot;'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5399313996691533195</id><published>2009-02-26T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:58:07.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flight of the conchords</title><content type='html'>ayayay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmDTSQtK20c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmDTSQtK20c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm still alive =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5399313996691533195?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5399313996691533195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5399313996691533195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5399313996691533195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 237px;" src="http://mail2.someecards.com/filestorage/new_22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1312465497640806515?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1312465497640806515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1312465497640806515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1312465497640806515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1312465497640806515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-everyone.html' title='to everyone'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-314731154119619945</id><published>2008-11-05T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:38:47.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obama wins</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lM5BvdKKPms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lM5BvdKKPms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well said, mr. president. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-314731154119619945?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/314731154119619945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=314731154119619945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/314731154119619945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/314731154119619945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-wins.html' title='obama wins'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1595658222076815747</id><published>2008-11-01T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:14:56.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vote obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GtREqAmLsoA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GtREqAmLsoA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the video, you can clearly see his charisma and how he is such a decent and principled man. he still maintains the core values taught to him as a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is well-read, logical, a leader and a great father. watching REAL families talk about their problems and listening to him outline his platform gives you this little spark that says "hey, maybe there is hope for the future." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda reminds me of jfk. and thinking of jfk brought to mind this postsecret card i saw a few weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUSd1wCPPbs/SQCEcRD5dhI/AAAAAAAAFv0/yIKR8lloACc/s400/matteroftime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUSd1wCPPbs/SQCEcRD5dhI/AAAAAAAAFv0/yIKR8lloACc/s400/matteroftime.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i hope not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1595658222076815747?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1595658222076815747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1595658222076815747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-9112133961025979537</id><published>2008-11-01T13:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:58:51.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tugging my heartstrings</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOoTbkZdQOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOoTbkZdQOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-9112133961025979537?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/9112133961025979537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=9112133961025979537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9112133961025979537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9112133961025979537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/11/tugging-my-heartstrings.html' title='tugging my heartstrings'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-2066403559776337585</id><published>2008-10-28T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:24:57.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>txt fwdble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bakit ba pati ako, binibigyan nyo ng malisya?&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba ang kasalanan ko?!"&lt;br /&gt;- Talong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat ng malakas, super hero!"&lt;br /&gt;- Putok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paano tayo makakabuo kung hindi ako papatong sa iyo?"&lt;br /&gt;- Lego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Halika, bigyan mo pa ako ng init. Kailangan kong pumutok para ako'y&lt;br /&gt;iyong matikman at ika'y masarapan. Ayan na! Puputok na! Humanda ka!"&lt;br /&gt;- Popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kahit papaano, gusto ko din ng exposure!"&lt;br /&gt;- Singit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi ko hinahangad na ipagmalaki mo na ako'y sa iyo. Ayoko lang&lt;br /&gt;naman na sa harap ng maraming tao, ganun mo na lang ako itanggi!"&lt;br /&gt;- Utot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat ng hinog ay matamis!"&lt;br /&gt;- Pigsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kapag ang katawan mo'y nag-iinit, lagi na lang ako ang hinahanap mo.&lt;br /&gt;Maya't maya mo akong ginagamit at pinapagod. Hindi ka na naawa!"&lt;br /&gt;- Aircon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I ikspik that it will be a long payt, a good payt, But you know, I&lt;br /&gt;didn't ikspik. Tinks por da God, you know, and tinks por ol da pelepeno pipo!"&lt;br /&gt;- Manny Pacquiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You never even thank me for making you happy, then you throw me away&lt;br /&gt;just like that. I hate you for using me, for making my life full of&lt;br /&gt;shit!"&lt;br /&gt;- Tissue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can cry all you want, you could always blame me. You said, it&lt;br /&gt;wasn't fair that you just want life to be better. But remember, it's all&lt;br /&gt;your fault! You stabbed me with a knife!"&lt;br /&gt;- Sibuyas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isubo mo ang kahabaan ko. Dilaan. Sipsipin. Paglaruan sa bibig mo.&lt;br /&gt;Para lumabas ang katas ko na kinasabikan mo. Nag mamahal,"&lt;br /&gt;- Ice Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Panakip butas mo lang pala ako!".&lt;br /&gt;- Panty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pinapaikot mo lang ako! Nagsasawa na ako. Mabuti pang patayin mo na&lt;br /&gt;lang ako".&lt;br /&gt;- Electric fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat na walang salawal ay bastos!"&lt;br /&gt;- winnie d' pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alam mo ba wala akong ibang hinangad kundi ang mapalapit sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero patuloy ang pag-iwas mo".&lt;br /&gt;- ipis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hala! sige magpakasasa ka! Alam ko namang katawan ko lang ang habol mo."&lt;br /&gt;-hipon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ayoko na! Pag nagmamahal ako, lagi na lang maraming tao ang&lt;br /&gt;nagagalit! Wala ba akong karapatang magmahal?!"&lt;br /&gt;-Gasolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sawang-sawa na ako, palagi na lang akong pinagpapasa- pasahan, pagod&lt;br /&gt;na pagod na ako."&lt;br /&gt;- Bola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ginawa ko naman lahat para sumaya ka, mahirap ka ba talagang&lt;br /&gt;makontento sa isa? Bakit palipat-lipat ka?&lt;br /&gt;- TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat ng maasim may vitamin C"&lt;br /&gt;-kili kili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pilitin mo man na alisin ako sa buhay mo, babalik at babalik ako!&lt;br /&gt;-Libag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anung kasalanan ko sa iyo, iniwan mo na lang akong duguan..."&lt;br /&gt;-Sanitary Napkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hwag mo na akong bilugin.."&lt;br /&gt;-kulangot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bwisit na buhay ito! Araw-araw na lang, itlog! Umaga, tanghali,&lt;br /&gt;gabi, itlog! Itlog! Itlog! Lagi na lang itlog!"&lt;br /&gt;-Brief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sige, kalimutan mo ako para malaman ng iba ang baho mo!&lt;br /&gt;-deodorant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ako lang ang makakapagpadugo ng ilong ni Manny Pacquiao!"&lt;br /&gt;- English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi totoong anak ko si Bakekang! At lalong hindi ko kapatid si&lt;br /&gt;Mike Enriquez! Kaya pwede ba, tigilan na ang tsismis na yan!"&lt;br /&gt;- Shrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-2066403559776337585?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/2066403559776337585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=2066403559776337585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2066403559776337585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2066403559776337585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/10/txt-fwdble.html' title='txt fwdble'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4874013994677490645</id><published>2008-10-26T03:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T03:52:19.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy dance steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YU22M8Uv-1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YU22M8Uv-1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALIW!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's what i call &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HIPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4874013994677490645?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4874013994677490645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4874013994677490645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4874013994677490645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4874013994677490645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-dance-steps.html' title='crazy dance steps'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7798912108607395422</id><published>2008-10-23T18:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:18:04.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrath of an ilongga senator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"General Balajadia, I command you to arrest him (dela Paz) now and bring him here if possible,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odiba? COMMAND gd ya lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was entertaining to watch the "verbal disagreement" between DILG Secretary Puno and Sen. Santiago during the senate hearing in the news today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santiago to Puno:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i'm not asking if you're lying or not. please do not open your mouth unless i give you permission. that is a rule in the senate." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sen. Miriam Defensor-Santiago for the win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fairness ha, she really is gutsy and almost always asks the correct/relevant/direct questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, since we're talking women and politics here, let me share my favorite palin userpic which i saw in the many blogs i've read in livejournal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/141oca1.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;&lt; GOV. SARAH PALIN member of M.I.L.F. (and no, it's not the moro islamic liberation front)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7798912108607395422?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7798912108607395422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7798912108607395422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7798912108607395422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7798912108607395422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/10/wrath-of-ilongga-senator.html' title='wrath of an ilongga senator'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/141oca1_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6250767004178705945</id><published>2008-10-18T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:11:36.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone with the wind in sixty seconds</title><content type='html'>this is hilarious lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIpNvvVN13Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIpNvvVN13Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6250767004178705945?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6250767004178705945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6250767004178705945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6250767004178705945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6250767004178705945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/10/gone-with-wind-in-sixty-seconds.html' title='gone with the wind in sixty seconds'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3790468655608280395</id><published>2008-10-15T18:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:55:58.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, baby</title><content type='html'>Apple Introduces New 15-inch MacBook Pro, Advanced Graphics, Glass Trackpad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SPXK1I6PEjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/61FQeRS_Hb4/s1600-h/overview-gallery1-20081014b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SPXK1I6PEjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/61FQeRS_Hb4/s320/overview-gallery1-20081014b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257331154298540594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(image from apple.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;design&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;technical specs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"green"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;glass display&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;          price (one dollar short of $2k, minimum)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all i want for christmas is a a macbook pro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3790468655608280395?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3790468655608280395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3790468655608280395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3790468655608280395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3790468655608280395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-baby.html' title='hello, baby'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SPXK1I6PEjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/61FQeRS_Hb4/s72-c/overview-gallery1-20081014b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1462656899071585466</id><published>2008-10-06T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:06:37.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>language of love</title><content type='html'>although i can't understand most of the lyrics in this video, i can't stop listening to it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lq5XcdKoKLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lq5XcdKoKLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french makes me feel faint. in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, nous, la tour Eiffel&lt;br /&gt;I remember comme tu étais belle, so beautiful with your sac Chanel&lt;br /&gt;Sur les ponts de la Seine, let's do it again, again, again, again,&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a rendez-vous, what is it ? what is it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je le chercher à toi, dans les rues, je ne suis pas venir car tu ne l'es plus&lt;br /&gt;Je le regarde partout, where are you ? My heart is bleeding, Oh I miss you&lt;br /&gt;L'amour à la française, let's do it again, again, again, again,&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a rendez-vous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et je cours, je cours, je cours , I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Je suis perdu, here without you, and I'm crazy, seul à Paris&lt;br /&gt;Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry&lt;br /&gt;Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux, et dans le ciel, I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs des fleurs des fleurs for you&lt;br /&gt;Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry&lt;br /&gt;Je suis perdu here without you, and I'm crazy, seul à Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, comme tu étais belle&lt;br /&gt;I remember, nous, la tour Eiffel , so beautiful with your sac Chanel&lt;br /&gt;L'amour à la française, c'est que je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime&lt;br /&gt;I give you a rendez-vous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et je cours, je cours, je cours, I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Je suis perdu, here without you and I'm crazy, seul à Paris&lt;br /&gt;Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry&lt;br /&gt;Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux et dans le ciel, I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs des fleurs des fleurs for you&lt;br /&gt;Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry&lt;br /&gt;Je suis perdu here without you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jaw hurts while TRYING to sing this song lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1462656899071585466?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1462656899071585466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1462656899071585466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1462656899071585466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1462656899071585466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/10/language-of-love.html' title='language of love'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-412977793054092963</id><published>2008-10-06T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:24:10.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>law of attraction</title><content type='html'>for the past few months i've been hearing about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the secret&lt;/span&gt; and how it has changed the lives of others for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nbsp&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_b1GKGWJbE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_b1GKGWJbE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nbsp&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to make a mind movie featuring my dreams and aspirations, play it all the time and "secret-ing" it so that the universe will cooperate teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go, think happy thoughts everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-412977793054092963?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/412977793054092963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=412977793054092963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/412977793054092963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/412977793054092963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/10/law-of-attraction.html' title='law of attraction'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1480768742431077618</id><published>2008-09-30T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:59:52.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn hormones!</title><content type='html'>i feel fat. ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1480768742431077618?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1480768742431077618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1480768742431077618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1480768742431077618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1480768742431077618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-hormones.html' title='damn hormones!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6423686551397779959</id><published>2008-09-15T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:37:46.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty questions by juan ekis</title><content type='html'>This is the Palanca Award winning play by Juan Ekis. It won the 2nd place in the one-act category year 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MGA TAUHAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jigs - Fresh grad. Kabarkada ni Yumi.Magtatrabaho bilang&lt;br /&gt;researcher sa isang financial firm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumi - Commercial Model. Kabarkada ni Jigs. 2 years ahead&lt;br /&gt;kay Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TAGPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi. Sa isang kwarto ng isang beach resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naglalatag ng kumot si Jigs sa sahig habang inaayos ni Yumi ang kanyang higaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sige na, Jigs. Huwag ka nang magpaka-gentle man. Naaawa ako sa? yo e.&lt;br /&gt;Tabi na tayo sa kama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hindi, okay lang ako dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Huwag ka nang maarte. As if naman re-rapin kita no. Malaki naman itong kama e.&lt;br /&gt;Hatiin na lang natin sa gitna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sure ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Hindi mo naman siguro ako mamanyakin no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Matatawa) Okay ka lang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Kung gusto mo, gamitin na lang natin iyang kumot na divider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isasampay nila ang kumot mula sa kisame para mahati ang kama sa gitna. Magsesettle down ang dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilalabas ni Jigs ang libro niya:&lt;br /&gt;“Puppy Love and other Stories” ni F. Sionil Jose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yumi naman ay magpapatugtog ng Japanese Zen Music&lt;br /&gt;habang nagsa-zazen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Do you mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS No, go ahead. I‘m just reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magsa-zazen si Yumi. Magbabasa si Jigs. Pareho silang di maka-concentrate. Papatayin ni Yumi ang CD player niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I can‘t believe our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Oo nga e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Dapat ginagawa nila ?to sa mga bagong pasok sa barkada o kaya sa bagong…ay oo nga pala. Bagong graduate ka. Congrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So what‘re your plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Kinukuha akong researcher sa ADB. Kinukuha rin ako ng BPI sa OTP nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Wow naman. In demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Di naman masyado. Who the hell invented this tradition anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Matatawa) You won‘t believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ikaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Malay ko ba na mabibiktima rin ako nito balang-araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS So why did you start it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Wala ka pa sa tropa nun e. Freshman ka pa lang siguro noon. Wala lang. Napagtripan lang namin si Ronald. E may crush siya kay Meg. Noong unang beses magpunta rito ng barkada, sabi ko, magsimula kami ng tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilo-lottery namin ang pangalan ng mga lalaki at ng mga babae. Kung sino ang mabubunot, silang dalawa ang pagsasamahin sa isang kwarto sa loob ng tatlong araw. And then, we‘ll all see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero dinaya namin noon yung kay Ronald at Meg. Puro Ronald at Meg ang mga pangalan na nakalagay sa lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Tatawa) Ang sama ninyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Kaya nga nakarma na ako e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS So is our case, dinaya? O talagang lottery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Teasing) Ano sa dalawa ang gusto mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Feeling ko may nagtrip sa‘kin sa barkada e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Excuse me po, dalawa tayong biktima dito. I don‘t see any reason kung bakit tayong dalawa ang sasadyaing biktima this year, unless may crush ka sa‘kin na di ko alam at alam nila (tatawa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Baka ikaw (tatawa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI The success rate of this tradition is 100% so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS I was here na the 2nd time. Si Chris at si Cia ang biktima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI And last year were Rod and Kay. They‘re getting married kailan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa June yata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS What do you expect? Ikukulong mo ang isang lalaki at isang babae sa isang kwarto for three days, imposibleng walang mangyari doon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI That was exactly my point. (Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS E kung may madisgrasya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ano‘ng disgrasya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alam mo na yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahawiin ni Yumi ang divider nilang kumot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ano? Sex? Paano kung magsex sila? Nakakatawa ka naman. Di mo masabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ang alin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ang sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sige nga sabihin mo nga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Para kang *****. Tumigil ka nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI ****, Jigs. Graduate ka na totoy ka pa rin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sabihin mo nga: ? Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Para kang bata, Yumi ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI You used to call me ate Yumi when you were in third year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Well, graduate na po ako, ate Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hmmm. I wonder if we‘re gonna last three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Teasing) Bakit? Ayaw mo sa‘kin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sasagot si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI We‘re gonna survive this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS What makes you so sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI No offense, Jigs. I honestly find you very attractive pero I‘ve no time for this. Alam mo naman siguro na kakabreak ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Same here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Same here what? Na you find me attractive o you don‘t have time for this? (Matatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sasagot si Jigs. Tahimik. Io-on ulit ni Yumi ang CD player at ipagpapatuloy ang zazen. Itatabi ni Jigs ang libro. Nawalan na siya ng ganang magbasa. Pupunta siya sa ref. Bubuksan niya ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hah! (Sarcastic) Perfect! Red Wine! How very conducive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI May chips ba diyan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sa awa ng Diyos, may tsibog naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papatayin ni Yumi ang CD player. Tatayo siya at kukuha ng chips sa ibabaw ng ref.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Since we‘re gonna be stuck naman with each other for three days, might as well make the best out of it di ba? I-enjoy na lang natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Get the wine, let’s have a drink! 50 hours to go na lang and we‘re gonna be the first failure of this tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Oo nga. (Kukunin ang wine. Maglalagay sa dalawang baso.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they chose Cia and Chris, naiintindihan ko pa e. Lalo na sina Rod and Kay. Kung baga, tinulungan lang natin silang umamin sa isa‘t isa. Pero us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Weird ng barkada natin no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS To our barkada and our weird traditions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI To us, the first failure of this tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magto-toast sila at iinom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sige, ate Yumi. Let’s make our stay here more interesting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI What’s with the ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Fine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubuksan ni Yumi ang chips. Uupo sila pareho sa sahig para magkwentuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Let’s play twenty questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sige! Ano yon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Each of us will have ten questions each. Tatanungin kita, tatanungin mo ako, mga gusto nating malaman sa isa‘t isa. Alternate tayo. Pero the thing here is, you can‘t ask the question that I already asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI That’s pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS At bawal magsinungaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Fair enough. Pero whatever is said inside this room remains in&lt;br /&gt;the room. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Of course. You wanna start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI No. I want to ask the last question. (Ngingiti at kikindatan si Jigs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Smart move. Game. First question: Ano ang greatest frustration mo&lt;br /&gt;sa buhay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Nge. Ang korni naman ng tanong mo. Walang ka-challenge-challenge. Ask me something na mag-iisip naman ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Simula pa lang e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sige. Ano nga ba…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Akala ko ba walang ka-challenge-challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Wag kang maingay, nag-iisip ako…I‘m a frustrated ballet dancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I took lessons when I was six pero umayaw ako. Wala kasi akong disiplina e. Mas gusto kong makipaglaro sa mga kalaro ko. Pero I really enjoy watching ballet dancers. When I see them dance parati kong kaiisip na sana, ako rin. There! Ang dali naman ng tanong mo. Walang thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Appetizer lang. Yari ka sa‘kin mamaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI We‘ll see. Ako naman: Did you ever have doubts about your sexuality? I mean, kahit minsan ba, naisip mo na bakla ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Bilis ng sagot a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Coz I never entertained the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Homophobe ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alternate tayo sa tanungan, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So, not once? Kahit konti? Kahit what if lang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS I‘m straight, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I‘m not asking if you‘re gay or not. I‘m asking kung…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Never nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI We all thought na you were gay. Well at least nung first few months mo sa tropa before you introduced your girlfriend to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS What?! You thought I was gay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI E pa? no kasi, masyado kang mabait. Ang pogi-pogi mo, pero parang allergic ka sa mga babae. Over ang pagiging gentleman mo. Too good to be true. You have a good body, it seems that you work out pero iniisip namin front mo lang yun. Kadalasan kasi front ng mga bakla ang pagiging maganda ng katawan nila at pagiging sporty…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatawa lang si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So we thought it’s either that or you were planning to become a priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Well, you were always this goody-goody person. Pumupunta ka sa chapel. Nangungumpisal, nagsisimba… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS The way you said it, parang equivalent ang dalawa a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Of course not. I didn‘t mean that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS I take my faith seriously. That doesn‘t make me gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So you did want to become a priest…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hindi rin. Actually, I always wanted to raise a family…and be a father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So you‘re not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI You never…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ilang beses ka ba ipinanganak? Kulit mo e. It’s my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Homophobe ka no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hindi kaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Whatever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ako na, daya mo naman e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Okay, okay. Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS How do you see yourself five years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI You expect to win this game? Ang kokorni ng mga tanong mo e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS The object of this game is not to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI E ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS To get to know the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sure. Basta ako, I will win this game. Walang thrill ang isang game kung walang nananalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sagot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI May time limit ba ?to? (Tatawa) Wine pa nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sabi nga nila: in vino veritas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magsasalin si Jigs ng wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Masarap ang wine, ha? Saan kaya nabili ito? (Iinom) To answer your question, either maging entrepreneur ako, magsisimula ako ng sarili ako nangg botique or bar, o kaya, magiging artista ako sa pelikula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Pero mukhang malabo yung stint ko sa movies. Tough ang competition e. Saka mahina ang manager ko. Panay hosting at pictorials ang nakukuhang raket para sa akin. Papalitan ko na nga e. Pag nakaipon ako, baka magtayo na lang ako ng&lt;br /&gt;botique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Magbibiro) Ayaw mo mag-bold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Lahat ng gustong mag-artista doon dumadaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI May talent naman ako kahit papano a!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Lahat naman ng bold star may talent a! Sa dibdib!&lt;br /&gt;(Tatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Hahampasin ng unan si Jigs) Bastos ka talaga! Akala ko goody-goody ka…Hindi ko papatulan ang pagbobold kahit ano‘ng mangyari no! Kahit ganito ako, may respeto pa rin naman ako sa sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ganito? Ano? ng ganito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sasagutin ni Yumi ang tanong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI These producers think all the people want is sex, sex, sex! Kaya puro basura ang mga pelikula e. Wine pa nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Magsasalin ng wine) Bakit naman botique?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Hoy madaya ka na ha? Hindi pa ako lasing. Ako na‘ng magtatanong. Ang korni mo namang magtanong. Bigatan naman natin nang konti…Inom ka muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iinom si Jigs. Magsasalin siya ng bago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Who was your first crush in the barkada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Haha! Bingo ka no? Bagal mo naman sumagot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iinumin ang wine. Magsasalin ng bago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Lalaki o babae?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatawa sila pareho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Dapat may time limit ito e.&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hirap naman ng tanong mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Iyon nga ang maganda e. Para may thrill. As if naman ibo-broadcast ko sa barkada kung sino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Wine pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Di mo pa sinasagot yung tanong ko, nagtatanong ka na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magsasalin ng wine si Jigs kay Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Yung crush ko kasi…siyempre, sino pa ba? E di yung pinakamaganda sa barkada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Nge. Subjective yon no! Para sa‘kin ang pinakagwapo si Joel. Sa babae, si Kay. Para kay Ronald, si Meg…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Yung literally na may dating‘walang tanung-tanong. Yung kahit sino? ng tanungin mo sa tropa, objectively, siya ang isasagot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Jigs, twenty questions ang game natin. Hindi guessing game. C‘mon man. Play your own game. Pa‘no na kung truth or dare to e di pahirapan na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadalawa na nga lang tayo e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Yung commercial model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matitigilan si Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Wine pa nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magsasalin si Jigs. Mag-iisip si Yumi. Iinom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biglang matatawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Tumatawa pa rin) Talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sige, pagtawanan ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI You can say it to my face, I won‘t bite. Bakit hirap na hirap kang sabihin kung sino? Takot kang ma-reject?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang tanong lang e…Wine pa nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Okay, 1 point ka na…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Ngiti) Gee…thanks. Flattered naman ako. At kailan naman nangyari ito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sorry, my turn to ask. (Ngingiti) Who is your crush in the barkada…NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI E ginaya mo lang yung tanong ko e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hinde no. May qualifier ako. Ang sabi ko, NOW. Ang tanong mo, first crush ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Korni pa rin. Alam mo, kung basketball ‘to, tambak ka na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Just answer the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Siyempre wala. I told you, I don‘t have time for these stuff. Kakabreak ko lang di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Korni mo namang sumagot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI E korni yung tanong e. Pero kung talagang-talagang kailangan kong sumagot…hmmm…teka…sino nga ba? Sino ba‘ng crush material sa barkada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong maisip e. Ikaw na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Yung seryoso naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Seryoso ako. Ayaw mo yata e. Sige, iba na lang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS E napipilitan ka lang e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Uy! Pa‘no ba ‘yan? MU na tayo? Crush mo ko, crush kita…yiheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tatawa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Dati pa ‘yon no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ay? Di mo na ko crush? Bakit, na turn-off ka? Ano namang ginawa ko?&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Is that your question na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Oy, hinde! Ito naman…di ba pwedeng mag-follow-up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iinom ng wine si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Fine. Here’s a little juicy question:&lt;br /&gt;Describe your first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS That’s not even a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Arte mo. O: How was your first kiss like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matatawa si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magtatawanan sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alam mo, aksidente yung first kiss ko. Close kasi kami nung isa kong kaibigan. Pag naggu-goodbye ako sa kanya, parati ko siyang kini-kiss sa noo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E one time, sa gym habang nagpapahinga, nakaupo siya sa sahig. Tinatamad siyang tumayo. So bumaba ako nang konti para halikan siya sa noo kasi pauwi na ako.&lt;br /&gt;E siya naman, para maabot ko, medyo tumingala. E sakto, sa lips ko siya nahalikan. Pareho kaming nagulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero di pa kami naghiwalay agad. Weird nga ang feeling e. Parang may glue. Ayaw na namin maghiwalay pareho…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawa pa rin si Yumi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Awww. Ang sweet naman. Parang sa pelikula. Si Krissy ba to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hindi. Hindi mo siya kilala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So what happened? Nagkatuluyan kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ewan ko ba. Complicated kasi yung situation namin e. May boyfriend siya noon. Ako naman, takot pa sa isang relationship. Pero at least, na-discover namin&lt;br /&gt;na pareho pala kaming may gusto sa isa‘t isa. Pero hanggang doon na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI What happened after?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS We talked about it. We both decided na it wont work. Tapos, bigla na lang, hindi na kami nagkikita. And then, I met you guys, iba na ang barkada ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Nakakatuwa naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ikaw, pa? no yung first kiss mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ikaw ang nagturo sa akin ng game na ito di ba? Bakit ba lagi mong bini-break ang rules? Di mo na pwedeng tanungin ‘yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Tine-testing ko lang kung lasing ka na. (Iinom ng wine) Okay, naka-warm-up na ako: What was the naughtiest thing you ever did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI ‘Yan ang mga tanong! Ano ba‘ng ibig mong sabihin ng naughty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Bahala kang mag-define.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Hmmm…marami e…(matatawa) baka maeskandalo ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Kanina ayaw mo ng korni. Ngayong medyo exciting naman…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Eto na…I had two boyfriends at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Nagulat) Hala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I was with Joel and Zach at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Yikes. Alam ba ni Joel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Kaya nga kami naghiwalay nun e. Nahuli ako&lt;br /&gt;(matatawa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ano namang pumasok sa kukote mo‘t ginawa mo ‘yon, aber?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Nag-eexperiment lang ako. E sa type ko sila pareho e. Ano‘ng magagawa ko? Saka para may thrill. Alam mo ‘yon? Yung patago kang nakikipag-date sa&lt;br /&gt;isa para di mahuli. Everyday pa akong nakakalibre, kasi, alternate sila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tatawa) Akala n‘yo kayo lang mga lalaki ang pwedeng gumawa no‘n?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS How can you love two guys at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Who said something about love? Walang kinalaman ang love dun. I was…having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Nainlove ka na ba, ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Nakakailang tanong ka na? It’s my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Don‘t you want to answer the question anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI My turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Kulang ka pa sa wine. (Tatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubos na ang unang wine bottle. Kukuha si Jigs ng isa pa sa ref.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ang bilis nating uminom a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Are you still a virgin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Whoa! Where did that come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI That’s my fourth question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Magsasalin ng wine sa mga baso). Ano sa tingin mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngingiti si Jigs. Tititigan lang siya ni Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Don‘t tell me, wala pang nangyayari sa inyo ni Krissy hanggang ngayon? Ilang taon na ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Mag-tu-two years na sana next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So virgin ka pa? I don‘t believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Mukha ba akong *********?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Mukha kang nagpapaiyak ng babae e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Insulto ba ‘yon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Compliment ‘yon, *****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ah, okay. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Pero, you mean, you never felt the urge to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alin? Sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Wow! Nasabi rin niya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Of course I always feel it. Natural lang ‘yon sa tao no? Nasa iyo na lang ‘yan kung ano? ng gagawin mo sa urge na ‘yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI E natural naman pala e. Bakit mo pinipigilan? I mean, pag naiihi ka, iihi ka. Pag nagugutom ka, kakain ka. Pareho lang ‘yon, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Pag naiihi ka, iihi ka dahil kailangan mong umihi. At hindi ka iihi kahit saan. Pupunta ka sa banyo. Pag nagugutom ka, kakain ka dahil kailangan. At hindi mo&lt;br /&gt;kinakain ang lahat ng pagkain na ihain sa iyo. Pag di ka gutom, di ka kakain. Pag di mo gusto yung pagkain, di mo gagalawin. Ang aso, pag may nakitang pagkain&lt;br /&gt;diyan, walang tanung-tanong. Lalamon ‘yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI And sex is the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Lahat ng bagay, nilalagay sa lugar. May context. At least, yun ang nagpaiba sa atin sa aso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Grabe ka namang magsalita. Para mo na ring sinabing lahat ng nakikipagsex, aso ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sinasabi ko lang, pag wala sa tamang konteksto, mali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI And what is that context?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Matanda na tayo. Ayokong maging preachy. Alam na natin yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Kaso, kahit alam na natin, minsan di pa rin natin ginagawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Masarap e. Sino ba ng ayaw nun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Medyo nairita) So feeling mo santo ka at dapat kang i-congratulate for being a virgin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sinasabi ko lang ang pinaniniwalaan ko. Ineexplain ko lang kung bakit di ko ginagawa. May kanya-kanya tayong dahilan. Di ko pinipilit kahit kanino ang mga&lt;br /&gt;paniniwala ko…No need to get so cross about it, Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS It’s not about being a virgin or not. It’s about putting things into their proper places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I‘m not arguing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Me neither. I‘m just answering your questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal na katahimikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngingiti si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titignan niya si Yumi na medyo nairita sa nakaraang train of conversation nila. Magsasalin siya ng wine para kay Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Nasobrahan ka na yata sa wine e. (Tatawa) You still wanna go on with the game? Nine pa lang tayo, eleven more to go. (Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Who was your first lay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Hahampasin ng unan si Jigs) Ang bastos mo talaga! So ina-assume mo na hindi na ako virgin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS E sabi mo kasi, walang thrill ang game pag walang nananalo e. So I guess I‘m winning. Saka wala naman akong inimply na ganun a! I‘m just hitting two birds with&lt;br /&gt;one stone. Kasi kung virgin ka, e di simple lang ang sagot: wala. Kung hindi naman, e di sino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ang daya mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Akala ko ba ayaw mo ng korning tanong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI You think I‘ll answer that after giving your sermon,Father Jigs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ano ka ba? Inexplain ko lang yung personal reasons ko. Kung ano man ang sa iyo, I‘ll respect them as well as I know you respect mine. I‘m no saint. I‘m just trying to get to know you better. (Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI How do you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I should have walked out on you kanina pa pero the way you say things…parang bumabaliktad sa ‘yo…makes you more…charming. Kung ibang tao ka siguro, di na kita&lt;br /&gt;kakausapin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS You can‘t walk out. We‘re locked here for three days except for meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So I‘m forced to like you para di masira ang vacation ko.(Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS You don‘t have to answer my question if you don‘t want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I guess I‘ll be honest with you as you were honest with me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik. Iinom ng wine si Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Di mo siya kilala. His name was Robert. He was my first boyfriend. It was Senior Prom Night. Alam mo na…typical senior prom story. Everyone wants to lose it&lt;br /&gt;on prom night. Everyone thinks na pag prom night, it was something special. We went out sa hall nang maaga. We made out sa kotse niya. One thing led to the other.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, yun…yun na. We went back just in time for the awarding of the prom queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I won pa.&lt;br /&gt;(Mahinang tawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS What was it like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Now that I look back, it isn‘t as special as I thought it was. Pero it was different then. Back then, we were just led by our passions. Alam mo yon? Andun ka na. Hormones raging wild. Passions and Ideals are confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala mo love, yun pala, curious ka lang pala. Akala mo yun na yon. Akala mo you are in-love at lahat ng gawin mo tama. Lahat ng gawin mo perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was magical…well, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Almost…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sa next question mo na ‘yan. Ako na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Pabiro) Wine pa? Kulang ka pa yata e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Nilalasing mo ko no? May balak ka sa? kin no?&lt;br /&gt;(Tatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Is that your question? Sasagutin ko na.&lt;br /&gt;(Tatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Engot. Hindi ‘yon. Here’s something na curious lang ako. Kasi I‘ve been hearing things…saka you‘ve hinted on it na rin kanina…Are you still with Krissy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hindi na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Since when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Two, maybe three weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sino‘ng nakipag-break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Pareho kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Maraming dahilan, actually. Naisip na lang namin na it won‘t work. Isa na do‘n, magkaiba kami ng gustong mangyari sa buhay. Magkaiba kami ng mga pinaniniwalaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Marami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI At ngayon mo lang nalaman iyon after two years with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS People change, Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Right before graduation, she asked me to move in with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sabi niya, doon na naman din daw papunta ang relasyon namin. Might as well practice na raw for the real thing. Tutal, she’s working na naman,ako naman bagong graduate, we should try out na raw living together if it‘ll work for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Natakot ka sa arrangement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hindi naman sa natakot. If you love someone, ano pa‘ng ikakatakot mo, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI E bakit umayaw ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS It’s just that, It’s not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sabi na nga ba e, bakla ka no? Sinasayang mo ang opportunities!&lt;br /&gt;(Matatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Hindi ako oportunista. At lalong hindi ako bakla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Naisip ko lang na hindi pa pala ako handa sa mga ganitong bagay. Wala pa sa isip ko ang gano‘n. Na-shock siguro ako sa reality na iyon na nga ang next step&lt;br /&gt;sa relationship namin. I mean, two years of being together and knowing each other, we‘re practically ready to get married, if you know what I mean. Pero I&lt;br /&gt;realized, I‘m not ready for any of these. Narealize ko how immature I am. Na iba yung ideals ko two years ago sa ideals ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to mature some more to get into this thing I mean, getting married. Diyos ko, ilang taon lang ba ako…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Maturity has nothing to do with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS But it has a lot to do with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS So I thought, bakit kailangan ng practice mode? Ibig sabihin, pag sumablay kami, split na kami? Live like a couple minus the commitment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa‘no pag nawala na yung magic? Goodbye na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iinom ng wine si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Kung kasal na, kasal na. Wala nang practice. I think that’s the real cowardice. Yung i-try muna natin kung it will work kasi takot kayo na baka hindi maging&lt;br /&gt;successful ang outcome. Saan na napunta ang excitement ng buhay? Kaya nga kayo in-love, para sabay kayong humarap sa totoong buhay, sa hirap at ginahawa, di ba? (Matatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi yung pagpapraktisan muna ninyo para siguradong ginhawa lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magkikibit-balikat lang si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Are you always like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So cerebral in everything. Kahit pagdating sa relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Life is too precious para lang daanin sa trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngingiti si Jigs. Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So, No hard feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Friends pa rin kami. She still calls me up nga sa bahay e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI That’s nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Kayo, bakit kayo nagbreak ni Carlo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI That’s your sixth na ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Alam mo, ironic para sa akin yung break-up namin ni Carlo. And the funny thing was, it was about…sex. Uy, sa atin lang ito ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Kasi nga, I was looking for that magic nga di ba? I wanted to be in a relationship na special naman. So of all the boyfriends I had, sa kanya lang ako walang sexual relationship. As in nag-aabstain talaga ako. Kasi parang naisip ko, para magkaroon naman ng meaning yung “making love” di ba? Parang, dapat di mo parating ginagawa, at ginagawa mo lang when you are sincere with yourself and with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was investing muna emotionally. And I was actually starting to care about him. Yung, hindi ko na iniisip yung sarili ko. Yung siya lang ang inaalala ko. Akala&lt;br /&gt;ko perfect na…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ano‘ng nangyari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Patunayan ko raw na mahal ko siya. Magbigay daw ako ng proof. Pagbigyan ko raw siya. Sabi ko sa kanya, hindi pa ba sapat na proof ‘yon? Na I‘m saving myself&lt;br /&gt;for that right moment, that special moment between us? Alam mo‘ng ginawa? Nilayasan ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS You deserve someone better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Isipin mo, kung kelan naman I grew tired of meaningless sex, when I‘m looking for the real thing, saka naman mawawala. Ang ironic ng buhay no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS That’s the way we must learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Alam mo, kung tutuusin, never ko pang na-experience yung tunay na mag make-love. And I had to go all through those relationships para lang ma-realize yun. At least, ngayon, alam ko na ang hinahanap ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iinom ng wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ikaw ba, importante sa ‘yo na virgin ang mapapangasawa mo? How do you see virginity ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alam mo, di ko pa napag-isipan ‘yan. Pero now that you‘ve mentioned it…It doesn‘t matter kung virgin ang mapangasawa ko o hindi. Of course I value virginity a lot. I treat it as the only real gift I could give to my wife to be. Imaginin mo na&lt;br /&gt;lang di ba, kung wife ko ang una ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like the perfect wedding gift I could give to her. Pero kung siya hindi na virgin, I wouldn‘t care. As long as mahal ko siya. Kasi I don‘t expect her to give&lt;br /&gt;me the same gift. I don‘t do something because I expect people to do the same to me. Ibigay niya sa akin ang sarili niya nang buong-buo, sapat na sa akin ‘yon.&lt;br /&gt;Masaya na ako sa ganoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Mapapangiti si Yumi.) You know, that’s the nicest thing I ever heard from a guy. That’s why I always enjoy talking to you. You always say the nicest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Wow. Salamat. E ikaw, is making love to you equal to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I always took sex and love as opposite ideas. I mean, after the first time na…you know…sa Senior prom. Kasi afterwards, we broke up na ni Robert. Tapos&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko, yun na ba yung love? Baka hindi love yung naramdaman ko. Baka napagkamalan ko lang siyang love. I was just after the pleasure of intimacy. And then&lt;br /&gt;I felt empty. So empty. That’s why I wanted to change. I wanted to believe in “making love.” And I‘m still looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung magic. Yung feeling mo, tao ka pala. I never felt that kahit isang beses. Men have penetrated my body but never my soul. And I wanted that. I wanted someone&lt;br /&gt;to touch my soul. To “make love” to my soul through my body. Pero siguro, naging numb na ‘ko sa dami ng relasyong pinagdaanan ko. Hindi ko alam kung mararanasan&lt;br /&gt;ko pa iyon. That’s why I envy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sa tingin mo may pag-asa pa ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS You still have your soul…(Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI With whom would you want to experience it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Of course, sa asawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I mean, someone in particular. Take it as my seventh question. So give a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS A name? Hindi ko alam. Basta kung sino ang magiging asawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik. Magkikibit-balikat si Yumi. Iinom ng wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Well, I always thought na it was Krissy. And then, it was just gone. Of course I loved her. And I still do. Pero the magic was just gone after we both found out&lt;br /&gt;na magkaiba kami ng mga prinsipyo sa buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS My turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Tell me something…a secret. Yung wala kahit isang nakakaalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal na katahimikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS You trust me naman di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Well, you‘ve earned it, alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Saka wala akong tinatago sa ‘yo. Sinagot ko lahat ng tanong mo as honestly as I could. (Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I uhm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Yes…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I need more wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magsasalin si Jigs ng wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Take your time. We have less than fifty hours to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iinom ng wine si Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I‘ll tell you something no one in the world knows except one other person. And that person probably forgot all about me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (Pabiro) What? You had sex with a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ano ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Biro lang. Seryoso na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Promise ha? Hindi ito lalabas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI If this goes out, I will hunt you kahit sa libingan mo. Huhukayin kita at papatayin kita ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Mamatay man ako ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Okay…(Pause) I…I was with Joel then… (Magiging mas seryoso ang tono niya) …and Zach. I wasn‘t really with Zach, I was just going out with him pag wala si Joel,&lt;br /&gt;alam mo na…making out and stuff…Well, anyway, I was kinda serious din naman with Joel that time. Joel and I were…you know…doing it. And…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS And…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Uhm…I…uhm…I got pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik. Iinom ng wine si Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I uhm…shit. Hindi ko naman talaga ginusto e. Uhm…Two months akong delayed…then I took that test. I found out na buntis nga ako…and Joel found out about Zach&lt;br /&gt;(maluha-luha na) and I didn‘t know what to say, you know? Maniniwala ba naman sa akin si Joel na naaliw lang ako kay Zach? Na I didn‘t really love him? Na wala&lt;br /&gt;lang iyon? And so he broke up with me and…I..uhm…I was afraid and uhm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Magsisimula siyang magbreak-down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS It’s okay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I uhm…hindi ko na alam ang gagawin ko, Joel left me. I wanted to tell him about the baby to make him come back but I don‘t think he‘d believe me after the&lt;br /&gt;thing with Zach…and…my parents are gonna kill me if…shit. (iiyak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS (lalapit kay Yumi para i-console ito) &lt;br /&gt;Ssshhh…you don‘t have to tell me this if it upsets you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI And so I went to a clinic…(hahagulgol) I didn‘t mean to, Jiggs. I wasn‘t myself then. And I felt so afraid. So alone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Tahan na. Ssshhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak lang si Yumi kay Jigs. Yayakapin ni Jigs si Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alam ba ‘to ni Joel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI How can I tell him? The only other person na nakakaalam ay yung duktor sa clinic. God…(iiyak) Oh God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS It’s alright…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihimasin ni Jigs ang likod ni Yumi. Patatahanin niya ito. Matagal silang nakaganito lang. Matagal na katahimikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Can you get me my yosi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatayo si Jigs. Pupunta sa may side table sa tabi ng kama. Kukunin ang yosi ni Yumi. Magsisindi siya ng isa at iaabot kay Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Thanks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal na katahimikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI If we were…if we were the last two people on earth, would you consider doing it with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Doing what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Alam mo na…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alin? (Teasing ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI **** mo. (Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Ngumiti rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI So? Would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alin nga? Di mo masabi no? Bakit di mo masabi? (Pagtatawanan&lt;br /&gt;si Yumi) Sabihin mo nga: Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Shut up nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS That’s your eight na, ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I lost count. Answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihithit ng yosi si Yumi. Tahimik. Sasandal si Yumi sa balikat ni Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS If you could be something else, what would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I dunno…maybe a violin…yeah. Violin siguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I always saw the relationship of a violin and its player as very intimate. Pag tumutugtog ang violinist, ang nakikita ko at naririnig ko, he strokes the soul of&lt;br /&gt;the instrument and the instrument penetrates the soul of the player. Para silang nagmi-make love. Di ba? Very sexy, very intimate, very sublime. Di ba? Pareho silang sincere sa isa‘t isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil kung hindi sila sincere, walang music na mabubuo. The violin surrenders her body to her player, her whole body and her whole soul, in full trust and sincerity. Di ba, compared to the sound of the other instruments, ang tunog ng violin parang isang naked woman? A naked woman in surrender? I want to be a violin. I want to be stroked in the soul. I want to make sincere music. I want to experience the sound of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Lalim nun ah. (Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Pa‘no mo malalamang in-love ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Paano? I don‘t think there’s a formula to that. Basta malalaman mo na lang. I mean, ilang beses lang ba nangyari sa akin ‘yon? I‘d like to believe na yun na nga&lt;br /&gt;‘yon…yung kay Krissy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Kwento mo nga…paano mo narealize dati na mahal mo nga si Krissy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Alam mo nakakatawa…korni actually. Babalik na naman ako sa pagiging korni nito e. Di ba ayaw mo sa korni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Sige na. Hindi na kita aasarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS I heard bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Seryoso. Bigla na lang, habang nag-uusap kami, may narinig na lang akong bells, tapos music. Ewan ko kung iniimagine ko lang ‘yon pero yun ang nangyari. Nakakatawa&lt;br /&gt;nga e. Parang kanta ng Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Seryoso ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS O baka naman nagkataon noong oras na yon, may nagkakantahan sa kung saan sa school. Basta may narinig akong bells. Tapos napangiti ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagtingin ko sa mata niya, iba na ang nakikita ko. Hindi ko na siya nakita as kabarkada lang. Biglang parang may magic. Hindi ko ma-explain. Baduy pero ganun. Tapos I just seized the moment. Umamin ako. A week later, kami na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Korni nga. (Matatawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Korni talagang pakinggan. Pero pag nandun ka na. Pag naranasan mo na, feeling mo, hindi na korni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngingiti si Yumi. Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Alam mo, may times na parang tunog violin ang boses mo.&lt;br /&gt;O lasing lang ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS I‘m into my last question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iaangat ni Yumi ang ulo niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Shoot me. Better make it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS If you were again to be the next victim of this tradition, if you were to be locked up in this room again… who would you want the next guy to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI (Mag-iisip) I want someone whom I could talk to…Yung makukwentuhan ko ng mga sikreto ko. Yung may sense makipag-usap. Yung may laman. The violin player who‘d&lt;br /&gt;stroke my strings…not even. Yung mapapatunog niya ang strings ko without even touching them. (Tahimik) Lumuluwag na ang dila ko…kung anu-ano na ang nasasabi&lt;br /&gt;ko. (Ngingiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tititigan lang ni Jigs si Yumi. Tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Siyempre yung masarap kausap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik. Hindi makatingin si Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Yung kahit habambuhay wala kaming gawin kundi mag-usap… I think It’s better than making love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapapatingin si Yumi kay Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Gosh I want to kiss you so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matitigilan siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI I can‘t believe I just said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik. Titignan niya ulit si Jigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI don‘t you want to kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause. Titignan siya ni Jigs sa mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIGS Is that your last question? (Ngingiti si Jigs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMI Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DILIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know more about the author or about his plays, please visit this link: juanekis.multiply.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the link of the teaser: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFzXd9L3btM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6423686551397779959?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6423686551397779959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6423686551397779959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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has been circulating around cyberspace. it's supposedly a "leaked video" of britney's performance for the 2008 VMA...nice noh? me likey the beat and the moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PviEAUi1ouo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PviEAUi1ouo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-9017207892647116545?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/9017207892647116545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4983042348799490295</id><published>2008-08-08T16:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:43:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08.08.08</title><content type='html'>congratulations and best wishes to those who got married today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my patient assignment this week included this psych patient who is a foreigner (let's call him mr. b). he has bipolar disorder and is a diabetic.  getting mr. b to take his medication was a challenge. getting him to agree to a 1)skin test, 2) blood sugar test, and 3) insulin injection, was a test of patience. he agreed to #1 and #2 but no way to #3 claiming he's not a diabetic and we're trying to inject poison inside him lol i was sweating buckets when i did his skin test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. b and i get along most of the time coz he thinks i'm his daughter hardiharar. i was flattered until i learned he thinks the intern, PGI, resident and another nurse were his daughters, too. come to think of it, he thinks all girls are his daughters. when he raises his voice at me, his filipino wife tells him "you tuld hir she's your dooter, why are you shouting at hir?" which is of course a big no-no in psychology since you're not supposed to agree to the patient's delusion. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amu na guro nga nagbuang pa gd ang pasyente kay gnasuportahan man ang pagkabuang nya sg asawa nya.&lt;/span&gt; so with a look of reproach to his wife, i turned to the patient and tells him i'm his nurse, he's a patient, and he was not supposed to raise his voice at me. he looks me in the eye and tells me "you're just my daughter and i can damn well raise my voice at you." uh-oh, i guess his cocktail meds haven't kicked-in yet.  don't mess with the psych patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his stories/delusions are pretty funny and entertaining. his mother is florence nightingale. he can see the future. i askd him what his fave movie was, he said james bond then proceeded to tell me sean connery is his son. he wrote a lot of scripts for his filipina wife, all dialogues in broken english and were all blockbusters. he claims he is a doctor/engineer/plumber/magician/GOD and was always loitering around the corridor/nurse's station, grabbing his IV stand and demanding to see his doctor because his doctor's mother is in danger of being grabbed by aliens. oohhhhkaaayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my colleagues all try to look busy because a) they are not used to speaking english to a foreigner, b) they ARE busy, c) they don't know what to tell him (if they tell him the doc isn't coming anymore he's going to freak out, if they lie and tell him the doc is coming he is still going to freak when the doc doesn't come). so it's up to lucky ol' me to divert his attention and lead him back to his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling myself, "so, this is a glimpse of the future" teehee i love his blue eyes, though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4983042348799490295?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4983042348799490295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4983042348799490295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4983042348799490295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4983042348799490295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='08.08.08'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8412431118265890454</id><published>2008-08-03T01:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T04:16:48.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hooked</title><content type='html'>i can't even remember how i heard about stephenie meyer and the twilight series, but i'm hooked! i heart bella and edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SJSdCdLUccI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vj5ahEg9ReM/s1600-h/Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SJSdCdLUccI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vj5ahEg9ReM/s200/Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229977732801393090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SJSdNeA1XcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/F9M57EEqV2E/s1600-h/Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SJSdNeA1XcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/F9M57EEqV2E/s200/Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229977922004409794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SJSdURZy5kI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7TTgX7gTEKA/s1600-h/Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SJSdURZy5kI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7TTgX7gTEKA/s200/Cover.jpg" alt="" 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AM  shift pa naman ako. syet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh goody! there's a &lt;a href="http://twilightthemovie.com/"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt;, too! can't wait *happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/5/08 3:50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished reading the goriest childbirth scene ever. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jacob is as cute as a puppy teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayz, finished all four at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8412431118265890454?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8412431118265890454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8412431118265890454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8412431118265890454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8412431118265890454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/08/hooked.html' title='hooked'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SJSdCdLUccI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vj5ahEg9ReM/s72-c/Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7177487330691409755</id><published>2008-07-15T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:44:51.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roberto cavalli's miss universe final question</title><content type='html'>i was about to give an IV medication to a patient yesterday when i heard roberto cavalli ask miss mexico &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when is a woman truly &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see 4:06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHlRgIPmom0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHlRgIPmom0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dba? with matching leer! nabastosan ko ya a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just me and my green mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7177487330691409755?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7177487330691409755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7177487330691409755&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7177487330691409755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7177487330691409755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/07/roberto-cavallis-miss-universe-final.html' title='roberto cavalli&apos;s miss universe final question'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3160661469364641980</id><published>2008-07-15T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:17:46.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughter is the best medicine.</title><content type='html'>i guess this video tells us that "a banana a day, keeps the doctor away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RenXaiNAaFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RenXaiNAaFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to edna for the video link jejeje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3160661469364641980?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3160661469364641980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3160661469364641980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3160661469364641980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3160661469364641980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/07/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='laughter is the best medicine.'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3316955443278608957</id><published>2008-07-06T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:19:39.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want a pet lion, too</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/adYbFQFXG0U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/adYbFQFXG0U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-452820/Christian-lion-lived-London-living-room.html"&gt;complete story&lt;/a&gt; made me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3316955443278608957?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3316955443278608957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3316955443278608957&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3316955443278608957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3316955443278608957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-pet-lion-too.html' title='i want a pet lion, too'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-2478663008056326082</id><published>2008-07-05T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:53:15.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes!</title><content type='html'>ok, so our bitch is in labor and just 10 mins ago i saw her gave birth to her first puppy. spitting image of the father. too bad it wasn't breathing...the freaky part was when i saw the mother devour the head of the dead pup. NOT COOL AT ALL. *shudder* i ran away from the "labor box" because i just can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i googled if it's normal for the mother to eat her young. turned out it's instinctive for the mother to eliminate dead/abnormal pups. survival of the fittest and all that shit. ugh. poor puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;8:30 am&lt;br /&gt;none of the pups survived =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to witness cannibalism on my pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 noon&lt;br /&gt;now i'm feeling guilty with the what ifs...what if i stayed with the mother dog last night? what if one of the pups was alive and she ate it too? what if the mom accidentally sat on her pups? dang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don't count the chicks when the eggs have not yet hatched"&lt;br /&gt;part of our disappointment with the zero litter was because two of the pups were already promised to be given to friends. i guess it was tempting fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-2478663008056326082?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/2478663008056326082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=2478663008056326082&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2478663008056326082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2478663008056326082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/07/yikes.html' title='yikes!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6368636499023298327</id><published>2008-06-26T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:36:36.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typhoon frank</title><content type='html'>typhoon frank was the worst typhoon to ever hit iloilo city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42XbR4u_jIg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42XbR4u_jIg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4aFpzNU8y8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4aFpzNU8y8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had no electricity and potable water for two days. all we had for food were eggs, sardines, fish and rice. my family and i were lucky our town/district was not severely flooded. flood water level was only ankle-high INSIDE the whole house hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can only sit and grimly listed to the radio as it broadcasts news about the escalating number of deaths due to the flood in jaro, pavia, mandurriao, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all happened so fast according to the victims. in a matter of 5-10 mins, flood water rapidly rose to roof levels. they can only save themselves.  cars, furniture, appliances, food, books, important papers were all destroyed by the flood. the flood was a great "equalizer". rich or poor, young or old, nobody was spared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four days after "frank", streets are still muddy/dusty. electricity is about 75% OK, potable water is still limited because the main water pipe leading to the treatment center was broken during the typhoon and would take about 6 months to be repaired/replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0WwJLdqHdo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0WwJLdqHdo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, iloilo is slowly recovering. i bet majority of jaro residents (and residents of other affected areas) will have brand new refs, TVs, PCs, cars, etc. in the coming days hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're seriously contemplating buying a rubber raft/tug boat/banca + sturdy ropes in case a similar flood happens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jun and kodi who made "pangamusta" (how are you?), thank you. everything's ok now =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6368636499023298327?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6368636499023298327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6368636499023298327&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6368636499023298327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6368636499023298327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/06/typhoon-frank.html' title='typhoon frank'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1128927079096146008</id><published>2008-06-20T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:09:34.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday i don't care 'bout you and friday i'm...</title><content type='html'>SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaba, it's flu season again ladies and gentlemen. time to drink lots of vitamin Cs and boost your immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working in a hospital makes me (and my co-workers) susceptible to all kinds of sickness. we have patients with tuberculosis, pneumonia, cancer, meningitis, etc.&lt;br /&gt;oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't succumbed to pneumonia (or worse, tubercolosis), yet. *knock on wood* but stress, combined with bad weather and all those bacteria and viruses floating around the work environment makes it easier for anyone to catch THE FLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being sick has its perks though. i get to sleep more, there's the always present royal tru-orange and crackers remedy, and did i mention more sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i think our dog is pregnant. we have four dogs: 1 dalmatian, 1 white askal, 1 white spitz-unknown breed, 1 black labrador/unknown breed. the latter is the youngest and the only stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were hoping the dalmatian and the black labrador/unknown breed would hit off so that trixie (the dalmatian) could get pregnant coz she's kinda old already. we were imagining the pups. the upper half would be dalmatian and the lower half would be black labrador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"daw tawu nga may eye patch kg naka black pants kg black and white polka dot long-sleeves kung magtindog e. pirate puppies?,"&lt;/span&gt; remarked my 8-year old niece francine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, there's no chemistry between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'ts going to be black pants and plain white long-sleeves for the future pups teehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1128927079096146008?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1128927079096146008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1128927079096146008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1128927079096146008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1128927079096146008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/06/thursday-i-dont-care-bout-you-and.html' title='thursday i don&apos;t care &apos;bout you and friday i&apos;m...'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7170428267282898405</id><published>2008-06-16T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:35:47.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of those days</title><content type='html'>warning: rant post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feet hurt! 4th floor is so toxic today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what's worse than a toxic patient? toxic folks/bantays! ugh! just because they're in a private room they think they're in a hotel where the nurses MUST cater to their EVERY need. gaaaaaah!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kevd.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/04/11/rant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://kevd.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/04/11/rant.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality check! your patient is not the only patient in my care! i have 25 other patients who need their medicines, OTF (blended food via NGT), and other gazillion procedures. the residents and consultants are also busy ALL OVER the hospital. they won't come running whenever YOU want them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm only human. i also need to EAT and rest my feet. so what if you know dr. so and so or one of the supervisors? you think that would earn you extra points?? N-O! duh! i treat ALL my patients with THE SAME care and attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visiting/ranting/complaining to us in the nurse's station doesn't make our work easier or solves your complaint any faster. in fact, it only delays our work and decreases our smile by one notch. one notch for your every visit/complaint. by the end of the day, i can't even look at you without scowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just pray for you and your patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* and it's only monday today. friday is so near yet so far huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7170428267282898405?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7170428267282898405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7170428267282898405&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7170428267282898405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7170428267282898405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-those-days.html' title='one of those days'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6050215069602340620</id><published>2008-06-14T11:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T15:45:29.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolates'/><title type='text'>chocolate</title><content type='html'>i was nicknamed choco during my college days at UP because 1) i have chocolate skin (read: tanned), and 2) i love chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate my nickname, i decided to compile my list of favorite chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) choco mucho&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  inexpensive and delicious! comes in three variants: chocolate, milk and peanut butter. i have to say the peanut butter choco mucho is sooo much better compared to the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SFN2QZIs7-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/SgW-2sxP5Sw/s1600-h/newprodbg_chocomucho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SFN2QZIs7-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/SgW-2sxP5Sw/s200/newprodbg_chocomucho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211639217795166178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T61pLzpAaj4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T61pLzpAaj4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) maltesers&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  malt and chocolate...mmmmmm....yum yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://temmel.idrux.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/malteser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://temmel.idrux.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/malteser.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) cadbury hazelnut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   CADBURY! enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.madbuy.com.au/images/uploads/Cadbury_Hazelnut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.madbuy.com.au/images/uploads/Cadbury_Hazelnut.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) snickers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   sickeningly sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mikescandywrappers.com/photos/snickers_almond_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.mikescandywrappers.com/photos/snickers_almond_0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) nestle aero chocolate drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    bubbly chocolatey drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.internet-stationers.co.uk/Shop/istationers_shop/images/NL48043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.internet-stationers.co.uk/Shop/istationers_shop/images/NL48043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) milo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    milo drink, milo in oatmeal, milo sandwich, muddy milo (3 tbsp milo + 1 tsp water). don't you just love milo? put it in any food and it will taste like...MILO! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myop.com.au/img/productImages/nestle/milo1.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.myop.com.au/img/productImages/nestle/milo1.9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) wendy's frosty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   tastes like sustagen hehehe i ♥ it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hamburgers.ph/products/Frosty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.hamburgers.ph/products/Frosty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6050215069602340620?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6050215069602340620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6050215069602340620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6050215069602340620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6050215069602340620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/06/chocolate.html' title='chocolate'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/SFN2QZIs7-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/SgW-2sxP5Sw/s72-c/newprodbg_chocomucho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8595734138753409607</id><published>2008-06-14T11:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:12:30.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a wonderful feeling</title><content type='html'>last thursday after lunch, i went to a store to buy choco mucho (my current favorite chocolate candy). while waiting for my change, a little girl tugged my pants. when i looked down, i didn't recognize her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard her mother exclaim "baw, kilala ya gd c tita nurse nya ba". i didn't recognize the kid but i instantly recognized the mom. i remembered her as the harassed, frantic, problematic mother who didn't know what to do with her situation.  there were medicines to be bought and she had little money. she can't even leave her little girl because she didn't have anybody to help her in the ER (her husband was also looking for help/money in their baranggay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being a softie, i offered to look after the little girl so that she could buy the medicines. i had to be "creative" because we weren't supposed to be doing the bantayanay of the patient due to the bulk of work we had. the poor little girl didn't even have her underpants on! the "bantay" of another patient on the adjacent bed also took pity and gave the little girl her apo's old shorts while muttering "ay inday, daw ako nahuya para sa aton nga mga babae nga gabukaka na!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother: la mo sya nakilala noh?&lt;br /&gt;me: wala! kay naglain na chura nya.&lt;br /&gt;mother: huo, pero kilala ya gd ka ya kay ikaw nagbantay sa iya sg wala ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiling, i bought another candy to give to the little girl. it felt good to be remembered for the, at that time, little and simple help i gave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8595734138753409607?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8595734138753409607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8595734138753409607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8595734138753409607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8595734138753409607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-wonderful-feeling.html' title='it&apos;s a wonderful feeling'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7784628206106920080</id><published>2008-06-08T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:02:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viruses</title><content type='html'>don't you just hate computer viruses? they make your pc slower, they revise your right-click menu option ah basta they're just a big pain in the a$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, there's this imgkulot virus that's been infectiong almost all of the inet cafes in the city. put in your flash drive in these computers and you'll be infected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's another variant of this virus called explore(philippines) or open (your eyes). real cute huh? you'll know your flash drive is infected when you right-click the drive and these options appear (in the case of imgkulot, the name imgkulot appears instead of your drive letter/name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried kaspersky and bitdefender but these viruses keep coming back. so i turned to good ol' google for answers and came upon &lt;a href="http://bleuken.i.ph/blogs/bleuken/?p=22"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so simple, it's perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another way of disabling the "autoplay" feature in winxp sp2 is by doing these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div&gt;Type in start&gt;run: gpedit.msc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then open: User Configuration &gt;&gt; Administrative Templates &gt;&gt; System&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Locate "Turnoff autoplay", Enable - All drives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;that's my good deed for the day ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7784628206106920080?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7784628206106920080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7784628206106920080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7784628206106920080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7784628206106920080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/06/viruses.html' title='viruses'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5328999974509376441</id><published>2008-06-08T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:52:25.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hep hep hooray!</title><content type='html'>mark's back! turned out his power supply was the culprit. instead of just buying a new power supply, i opted to buy a new computer casing w/ power supply instead...new look kumbaga to celebrate his resurrection jejeje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i won't be using my netopia membership card for now ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5328999974509376441?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5328999974509376441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5328999974509376441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5328999974509376441'/><link rel='self' 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internet connection huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm at the mercy of netopia or other internet cafes. *grumpy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1972312252205374855?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1972312252205374855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1972312252205374855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1972312252205374855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1972312252205374855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/05/rip-mark.html' title='r.i.p. mark'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3041136715505655487</id><published>2008-04-15T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:51:46.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a slave for you</title><content type='html'>for the next five months, i will be on volunteer nurse duty again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i not smiling?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3041136715505655487?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3041136715505655487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3041136715505655487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3041136715505655487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3041136715505655487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-slave-for-you.html' title='i&apos;m a slave for you'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8495915075773540919</id><published>2008-04-09T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:01:40.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penis envy</title><content type='html'>ok, this was an accidental discovery ha! i was lurking in other blogs when i came upon this &lt;a href="http://www.erectionphotos.com/softHardGallery/SoftHardGalleryP01.htm"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things you learn from the web teehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8495915075773540919?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8495915075773540919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8495915075773540919&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8495915075773540919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8495915075773540919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/04/penis-envy.html' title='penis envy'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6977175200421815527</id><published>2008-04-05T07:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:26:22.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beach, come to me</title><content type='html'>summer na summer na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The image of the duyan swaying under the shade of coconut trees -- gently lulling us to sleep, as we listen to the sound of the waves and feel the breeze from the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dreamstime.com/beach-hammock-thumb673291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.dreamstime.com/beach-hammock-thumb673291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with me playing this song with a ukulele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IWUyXi_aNu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IWUyXi_aNu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem is, i don't know how to play the ukulele. i don't even own one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the OST for 50 first dates is probably the best "lazy summer" track. loved the movie but i loved the soundtrack more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, kainit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-473604279756908924</id><published>2008-04-02T21:20:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:37:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>google image meme</title><content type='html'>Directions: Type in the answers in Google Images, then get one of the images from the first page of the results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the age you’ll be on your next birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OIcikDjeI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OVk_2Znfb_8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OIcikDjeI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OVk_2Znfb_8/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184637619929320930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. a place you’d like to travel to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OImCkDjfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Gl7-5s2yPqE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OImCkDjfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Gl7-5s2yPqE/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184637783138078194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. your favorite place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OIsikDjgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/P2dETgSyF6A/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OIsikDjgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/P2dETgSyF6A/s200/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184637894807227906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. your favorite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OI5SkDjhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6bRhVi3GSss/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OI5SkDjhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6bRhVi3GSss/s200/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184638113850560018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. your favorite animal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJDykDjiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/K7ZotT66-z4/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJDykDjiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/K7ZotT66-z4/s200/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184638294239186466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. your favorite color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJNSkDjjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SuNnlLZ0ZTc/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJNSkDjjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SuNnlLZ0ZTc/s200/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184638457447943730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. first name of your significant other or crush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJcSkDjkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Vip1Z9IyxNU/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJcSkDjkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Vip1Z9IyxNU/s200/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184638715145981506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. the town in which you live in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJyykDjmI/AAAAAAAAANA/V1V3xMwEUjQ/s1600-h/8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OJyykDjmI/AAAAAAAAANA/V1V3xMwEUjQ/s200/8.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184639101693038178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. your screen name/nickname:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKFCkDjnI/AAAAAAAAANI/JaawENTHCwM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKFCkDjnI/AAAAAAAAANI/JaawENTHCwM/s200/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184639415225650802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. your first job:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKQykDjoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QU_ubCvMZrc/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKQykDjoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QU_ubCvMZrc/s200/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184639617089113730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11. a bad habit you have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKiikDjpI/AAAAAAAAANY/NFAv3iBMthM/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKiikDjpI/AAAAAAAAANY/NFAv3iBMthM/s200/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184639922031791762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12. your worst fear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKvSkDjqI/AAAAAAAAANg/kDyVG_8yrpc/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OKvSkDjqI/AAAAAAAAANg/kDyVG_8yrpc/s200/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184640141075123874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13. your favorite object:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OK9CkDjrI/AAAAAAAAANo/EwJyTSSLu-A/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OK9CkDjrI/AAAAAAAAANo/EwJyTSSLu-A/s200/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184640377298325170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14. first name of a past love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLJykDjsI/AAAAAAAAANw/xxOPuxuH88k/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLJykDjsI/AAAAAAAAANw/xxOPuxuH88k/s200/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184640596341657282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15. best friend's nickname:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLWykDjtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TVy9JVUeAaU/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLWykDjtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TVy9JVUeAaU/s200/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184640819679956690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;16. your middle name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLjykDjuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IKF_qYljPiY/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLjykDjuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IKF_qYljPiY/s200/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184641043018256098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;17. your surname:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLtSkDjvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/g7dIGKd813k/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OLtSkDjvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/g7dIGKd813k/s200/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184641206227013362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;18. your major in college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OL8CkDjwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mXnWiK4f_wY/s1600-h/18a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OL8CkDjwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mXnWiK4f_wY/s200/18a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184641459630083842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OMCikDjxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/O9CJ-Wk8I2s/s1600-h/18b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OMCikDjxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/O9CJ-Wk8I2s/s200/18b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184641571299233554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-473604279756908924?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/473604279756908924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=473604279756908924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/473604279756908924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/473604279756908924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/04/google-image-meme.html' title='google image meme'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R_OIcikDjeI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OVk_2Znfb_8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1491696462482763687</id><published>2008-04-01T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:23:54.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>april fools</title><content type='html'>ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;left my flash disk at an internet station (had to print application letter and resume);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;last in line for the specialization application early this morning at the hospital;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;realized my flash disk was missing so i had to back to the internet station to retrieve it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;center texted me to go back to the office to fill up ielts application form AGAIN; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;almost lost my phone...i left it at the center...had to go back;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to the adoration chapel where i found out my rosary was broken;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went home...took a bath again...made some banana shake...broke the small porcelain bowl;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;what a way to start april.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1491696462482763687?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8633495703118668367</id><published>2008-03-22T22:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:56:41.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i miss the 80s and the 90s...</title><content type='html'>Fra Lippon Lippi (Angel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6nfq3ycaXs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6nfq3ycaXs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply Red (Stars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1geiLRp8CsI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1geiLRp8CsI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sting (Fields of Gold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W_ACXuhQiS4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W_ACXuhQiS4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember asking my brother, who was the family musician, about a cassette tape entitled &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;queen innuendo&lt;/span&gt;. i was intrigued because the tape cover featured a clown juggling some balls over a white background (i was just 10 or 11!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me the history of the band, that this was the last album featuring freddy mercury who later died from AIDS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while "the show must go on" was playing, i was lying on the floor, eyes closed, and just...FEELING the song. i must've played the whole album twice, sometimes screaming along with freddy mercury hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the most powerful and emotionally-charged album i've ever heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show must go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t28EUcTDLII&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t28EUcTDLII&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;innuendo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cpys1c3jCNs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cpys1c3jCNs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ 4:05/06:39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can be anything you want to be&lt;br /&gt;just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be&lt;br /&gt;be free with your tempo&lt;br /&gt;be free, be free&lt;br /&gt;surrender your ego&lt;br /&gt;be free, be free&lt;br /&gt;to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8633495703118668367?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8633495703118668367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8633495703118668367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8633495703118668367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8633495703118668367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-i-miss-80s-and-90s.html' title='because i miss the 80s and the 90s...'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7758913616878533124</id><published>2008-03-21T15:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:51:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visita iglesia</title><content type='html'>every year we would promise ourselves to wake up early so we can finish visiting all seven churches earlier. every year that promise is broken hehehe we would usually start around 10 and end until 12 to 1 pm. haaayz, imagine the heeaaat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seven churches visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lapaz Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;St. Clement's Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Molo Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tanza Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sta. Teresita Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sta. Maria Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;San Jose Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;good thing about this year, everyone participated in reading the prayers for the station of the cross. in the past, it was just me and my mother mumbling while the boys and francine stare blankly behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compared last year, there were fewer people inside the churches. maybe they started their visits/station of the cross last night. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we watched the "seven last words" show on TV. it ended when i woke up hehehe&lt;br /&gt;in fairness, i was dreaming the scenes ha! *choz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a holy weekend everyone =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7758913616878533124?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7758913616878533124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7758913616878533124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7758913616878533124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7758913616878533124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/visita-iglesia.html' title='visita iglesia'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5083914031449537278</id><published>2008-03-15T04:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T04:50:16.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tick-tock</title><content type='html'>angelina jolie, nicole kidman, gwen stefani, minnie driver, my classmate, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, everybody's getting pregnant. apparently being preggy is "in" this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now where can i find a sperm donor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you hear my biological clock ticking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9rk4F_mM1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/BsbRL5bgERI/s1600-h/pregnancy-portrait-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9rk4F_mM1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/BsbRL5bgERI/s320/pregnancy-portrait-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177702373948535634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5083914031449537278?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5083914031449537278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5083914031449537278&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5083914031449537278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5083914031449537278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/tick-tock.html' title='tick-tock'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9rk4F_mM1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/BsbRL5bgERI/s72-c/pregnancy-portrait-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1741653503552178818</id><published>2008-03-13T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:40:42.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet tooth</title><content type='html'>for a complete novice, my first brazo de mercedes (recipe below without the graham crust and ice cream) was not bad at all teehee the filling was great but the meringue deflated considerably...my fault because i made the meringue first before the filling or it could be because i've over/underbeaten my egg whites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try the "frozen" version next week...yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9k6w1_mMzI/AAAAAAAAALo/xqHrg3Dk7fE/s1600-h/brazo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9k6w1_mMzI/AAAAAAAAALo/xqHrg3Dk7fE/s320/brazo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177233857441051442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9k69F_mM0I/AAAAAAAAALw/pLTuolZilDc/s1600-h/frozen+brazo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9k69F_mM0I/AAAAAAAAALw/pLTuolZilDc/s320/frozen+brazo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177234067894448962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FROZEN BRAZO DE MERCEDES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Base&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;2 200g packs Honey Graham Crackers, crushed (MY San)&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsps granulated sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1/3 cup melted butter (Anchor, unsalted)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 gal Ice Cream (Vanilla/Cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filling&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1 can condensed milk (Angel/Carnation)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;8 egg yolks&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsps butter (Anchor, unsalted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meringue&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;8 egg whites&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cream of tartar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procedure&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Prepare the graham base by mixing the crushed graham crackers, sugar and melted butter in aluminum pan or any baking dish. Add ice cream on top of the base and put in the freezeer for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. Do the filling: Combine egg yolks and condensed milk. Cook on top of a double boiler, continue cooking until thick or of spreading consistency. Add butter and vanilla. Blend well, set aside and allow to cool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do the Meringue: Beat egg whites and cream of tartar in high speed mixer until it stands in peaks. Add 1 cup of sugar gradually, beating continuously. Flavour with vanilla. Mixing is done when a smooth, grain free and shiny meringue is achieved. Spread meringue onto wax paper lined cookie sheet. Bake at 350°F for 13 - 15 mins. Take note that the meringue will puff up inside the oven but will slightly deflate after removing it from the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Layer the cake: Spread the custard filling on top of the previously prepared graham-ice cream base then top with Meringue. Put in a freezer for 1 - 2 hours before serving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1741653503552178818?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1741653503552178818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1741653503552178818&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1741653503552178818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1741653503552178818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-tooth.html' title='sweet tooth'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9k6w1_mMzI/AAAAAAAAALo/xqHrg3Dk7fE/s72-c/brazo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4291236914800188614</id><published>2008-03-13T03:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T04:10:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caught</title><content type='html'>While eating lunch, my father and brother were talking about the funny local news they heard on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman was robbed on her way home by a group of men. Only one of the men had a bonnet/ski mask to hide his face. They took everything (jewelry, money the women collected from her "balut" business, cellphone). The robbers were about to leave when the guy w/ the mask told them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ang wallet nya pa gd kwa-a!"&lt;/span&gt;. Upon hearing his voice, the woman said to herself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"daw tingug man na ka bana ko..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from her crouching position on the floor, she covertly observed the masked guy. It was indeed her husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the robbers ran away with their loot, the woman calmly went to the police station and reported her husband and his cohorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother enjoyed the story so much she didn't finish her lunch. She was getting a bellyache from laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4291236914800188614?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4291236914800188614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4291236914800188614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4291236914800188614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4291236914800188614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/caught.html' title='caught'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4980425106234698332</id><published>2008-03-13T03:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:53:18.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geriatric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9gz0F_mMvI/AAAAAAAAALI/9rY0ZMoZ42E/s1600-h/20-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9gz0F_mMvI/AAAAAAAAALI/9rY0ZMoZ42E/s320/20-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176944741717521138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved him in the way we were, the natural, sneakers, indecent proposal and horse whisperer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9gvwF_mMuI/AAAAAAAAALA/FV6EYa3GuNQ/s1600-h/capt.53f9e248a4a142048e26f8142502f6ee.people_robert_redford_nyet124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9gvwF_mMuI/AAAAAAAAALA/FV6EYa3GuNQ/s320/capt.53f9e248a4a142048e26f8142502f6ee.people_robert_redford_nyet124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176940274951533282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robert redford, you should've aged gracefully, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4980425106234698332?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4980425106234698332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4980425106234698332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4980425106234698332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4980425106234698332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/geriatrics.html' title='geriatric'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9gz0F_mMvI/AAAAAAAAALI/9rY0ZMoZ42E/s72-c/20-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4465687284965890748</id><published>2008-03-13T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:25:10.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pffft!</title><content type='html'>i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything interesting you might want to share? comment pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4465687284965890748?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4465687284965890748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4465687284965890748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4465687284965890748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4465687284965890748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/pffft.html' title='pffft!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-487767230602084409</id><published>2008-03-09T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:43:05.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pang ms. photogenic lg sana</title><content type='html'>*cringe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntXg9jOC_f8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntXg9jOC_f8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE WON THE TITLE BB. PILIPINAS WORLD 2008!!! WTF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-487767230602084409?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/487767230602084409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=487767230602084409&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/487767230602084409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/487767230602084409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/pang-ms-photogenic-lg-sana.html' title='pang ms. photogenic lg sana'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5128577565372547001</id><published>2008-03-08T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:45:31.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so addicting...</title><content type='html'>i just love &lt;a href="http://delfindjmontano.blogspot.com/"&gt;philippine high society gossip&lt;/a&gt;, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the comments in that blog are so brutal...with "friends" like these, who needs enemies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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addicting...'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1499253399614103178</id><published>2008-03-05T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:42:32.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss U.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="290" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/nL7ZUZObDy/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/nL7ZUZObDy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="290" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want this &lt;a href="http://images.reasonpassionfashion.multiply.com/image/20/photos/23/500x500/8/DSC03759.jpg?et=IyiuDulepMbMZSeuFKc01w&amp;nmid=64321334"&gt;shirt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1499253399614103178?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1499253399614103178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1499253399614103178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1499253399614103178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1499253399614103178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-up.html' title='i miss U.P.'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5680427577301593725</id><published>2008-02-27T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:52:47.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>telepathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....the ability to sense communications from and/or communicate with people by means other than the normal senses. &lt;/span&gt;(wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 1: unexplained craving for donuts. bought 1 box home. upon arrival, older brother also bought a box of donuts. same brand, different donut flavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 2: phone rings. betting my mom it's my sister. mom answers phone and opens her eyes widely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 3: many instances where i brought something (food, school supplies, etc) home and upon arrival mom telling me "ay i-txt ta pa ka tni nga mabakal sg....nagbakal ka na gle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 4: family talking about older sibling abroad...said sibling calls the next days saying she kept dreaming of us...the reverse also holds true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 5: me sitting quietly beside mom thinking about a specific subject. mom turns to me and talks about the same subject i'm thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 6: this is the weirdest. my mom, sister, and i have this "thing" where we would answer each other's question without voicing it. it happens in random though. *thank god*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have vivid dreams, dejavu dreams, prophetic dreams, &lt;strike&gt;wet dreams&lt;/strike&gt;. sometimes i can dream a continuation too hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dreams i hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;me falling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being chased around a weird neighborhood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;someone close to me dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dreams where i am conscious but stiff and could not wake up. it starts normally like any other dream but then i will be suddenly "sucked" or pulled into this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;negative force&lt;/span&gt;...this type of dream runs in the family. my mom and older siblings experience this all the time. what we do to wake up/move is to forcibly cross the big toe and the toe next to it (trust me, you can move your toes in this type of dream/nightmare) AND/OR pray our father and hail mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;*points to self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5680427577301593725?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5680427577301593725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5680427577301593725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5680427577301593725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5680427577301593725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/02/telepathy.html' title='telepathy'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3319787244335923269</id><published>2008-01-31T12:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T10:55:29.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>I'm a sucker for US TV shows...first there was Prisonbreak, then Grey's Anatomy, and now I'm totally into Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9iXh1_mMwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y9c7FBDNkaU/s1600-h/gg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9iXh1_mMwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y9c7FBDNkaU/s320/gg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177054379347686146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper East Side New York, the fashion (tights, cardigans, plaids, headbands,  coats, scarves, designer clothes, shoes, etc), great-looking cast, and the bitchiness of the girls, i mean, what else are you looking for? teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be catty and bitchy like blair but deep inside i know i can't pull it off. And Chuck the bad little rich boy,  who can't resist him? You love to hate him  but he grows into you. Serena, Dan, Nate, and Jenny are ok but I'm team Blair-Chuck all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the writer's strike will be over soon so i can have my gossip girl fix. Thirteen episodes is just not enough! Gimme season 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season ender was so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ezfdc0LQTN8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ezfdc0LQTN8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3319787244335923269?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3319787244335923269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3319787244335923269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3319787244335923269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3319787244335923269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/01/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R9iXh1_mMwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y9c7FBDNkaU/s72-c/gg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8853160088435299886</id><published>2008-01-29T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:34:09.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men's Professional Tennis Players aka demi-Gods</title><content type='html'>I miss playing lawn tennis. It was good exercise. Running and bending to get the tennis balls because there are no "pulot boys" around tend to make your stomach and legs firmer. And of course, there's the mind games with your opponent hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close to three years since I last played tennis. I was only mildly interested with the professional players (circa sampras, hingis, graf, seles) at that time. I don't even know their stats and rankings! all i know now is that steffi graf and andre agassi got married and now have two kids teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lurked at &lt;a href="http://jessicarulestheuniverse.com/2008/01/27/first-serb/"&gt;jessica aka twisted 's site&lt;/a&gt;, there was a post about the Australian open. I googled the names and i saw the light! hahaha kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for some eye-candy....these boys are gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="autoPageTitle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/sports/tennis/rankings"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Men's Tennis ATP Rankings - 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rafael Nadal (World Rank #2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57doG4sQjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/H_AEH92P0UQ/s1600-h/rafael_nadal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57doG4sQjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/H_AEH92P0UQ/s320/rafael_nadal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160805904126067250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57daG4sQiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mlHVm068zmg/s1600-h/Rafael_Nadal,_Spain,_Tennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57daG4sQiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mlHVm068zmg/s320/Rafael_Nadal,_Spain,_Tennis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160805663607898658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marat Safin (World Rank #64)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57ffW4sQkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qwgRLokpAb0/s1600-h/marat-safin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57ffW4sQkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qwgRLokpAb0/s320/marat-safin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160807952825467458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57f1W4sQlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZuKIh4nv_8w/s1600-h/Marat+Safin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57f1W4sQlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZuKIh4nv_8w/s320/Marat+Safin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160808330782589522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goran Ivanisevic (unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57giW4sQmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uMMg370gpP0/s1600-h/251992%7EGoran-Ivanisevic-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57giW4sQmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uMMg370gpP0/s320/251992%7EGoran-Ivanisevic-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160809103876702818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57gu24sQnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BZKlEqb4fEI/s1600-h/Goran+Ivanisevic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57gu24sQnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BZKlEqb4fEI/s320/Goran+Ivanisevic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160809318625067634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: justify;" class="autoPageTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;where's my tennis racket? hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/sports/tennis/rankings"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8853160088435299886?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8853160088435299886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8853160088435299886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8853160088435299886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8853160088435299886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/01/mens-professional-tennis-aka-demi-gods.html' title='Men&apos;s Professional Tennis Players aka demi-Gods'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R57doG4sQjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/H_AEH92P0UQ/s72-c/rafael_nadal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8903233694584648065</id><published>2008-01-29T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:43:08.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emergency</title><content type='html'>My ER rotation ends this week. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we admitted a baby who was born with his guts out, no sac protecting his innards. The baby was just two hours old, born at home and was transported from the province. The doctors call it gastrochysis. Sadly, he was only able to live for 14 hours, a mere 3 hours after he was endorsed to the surgical icu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to protect myself from feeling too much while working in the ER. I have to distance myself from my patients (and sometimes my preceptors/staff). It takes practice to be calm and controlled when deep inside you want to scream and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, when reading the patient history of a psyche patient, I was alarmed with our similarities. Same age, same sleeping patterns, also a professional. Problem was, the patient thought his colleagues were spies. The trigger? No support system while working in manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always afraid of flying over the cuckoo's nest. There were times I feel sorry for myself and my life but I always manage to snap out of it. I don't want people to say "Kanugon sa iya" when i flip *knock on wood*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, i was always anxious an hour before starting duty. I procastinate, testing time limits before actually getting ready for work. All this pro bono stress for what? Experience. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are close to 200 nurse volunteers working at the hospital. Vacant slots available for staff nurses? About 3% of that number. And now DOLE wants nurses to work 2 years here in the Philippines before going abroad. Pssh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did i become a nurse? Initially, being a nurse was a ticket for a green card. Now, whenever I see my patients smiling and recovering, i have my answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8903233694584648065?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8903233694584648065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8903233694584648065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8903233694584648065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8903233694584648065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/01/er.html' title='emergency'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3921212161034368985</id><published>2008-01-23T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:24:13.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit!</title><content type='html'>Heath Ledger  is &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080122/ap_en_ce/obit_ledger"&gt;dead&lt;/a&gt;. A damn shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3921212161034368985?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3921212161034368985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3921212161034368985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3921212161034368985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3921212161034368985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/01/shit.html' title='shit!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7722341556182702598</id><published>2008-01-11T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:43:09.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV sitcom crushes</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kevin (Fred Savage) in the Wonder Years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doogie Howser in Doogie Howser MD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MacGyver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dylan McKay (Luke Perry) in Beverly Hills 90210&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Phantom in the Phantom of the Opera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cole Turner (Julian McMahon )in Charmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grissom in CSI Las Vegas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr. House (Hugh Laurie) in House MD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr. Mark Sloan and Dr. Preston Burke in Grey's Anatomy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haayz...walang magawa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7722341556182702598?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7722341556182702598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7722341556182702598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7722341556182702598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7722341556182702598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2008/01/tv-sitcom-crushes.html' title='TV sitcom crushes'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-9036850457555949324</id><published>2007-12-31T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:02:01.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>online raffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEWSFLASH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i won an auction.ph TSHIRT! wheeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received the t-shirt last jan 11 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my first time to win anything online so this makes it my lucky shirt hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try &lt;a href="www.auction.ph"&gt;auction.ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's worth a try =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prizes include the ff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creative 2.1 Subwoofer System&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Php2,000 Gift Certificate on any Nokia Stores*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shell-Ferrari Model Cars**&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apacer USB 2.0 Drive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;20 pcs. Auction.PH T-Shirts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 accounts for 1-year Free 1GB Hosting and Domain***&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;For more info, just click this &lt;a href="http://www.yugatech.com/blog/contests/yugatech-2008-new-year-giveaway/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The contest is brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.ploghost.com/"&gt;plogHost.com &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://auction.ph/"&gt;Auction.ph&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; * GC valid on ff. store: Digital Exchange in Glorietta 3; Podium in Ortigas; and CyberZone at SM City, North EDSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ** Models depend on availability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *** Powered by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ploghost.com/"&gt;plogHost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span 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type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no matter how absurd and seemingly out of reach your dreams are, what's stopping you from achieving them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-624833466983527153?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/624833466983527153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=624833466983527153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/624833466983527153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/624833466983527153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/12/kiwi.html' title='kiwi!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6698325395845750136</id><published>2007-12-18T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:56:00.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bazaaradriatic.com/shop-designer-tokidoki-c-35_45_175.html?view_all=1&amp;amp;osCsid=6bfdde541399b50bf80100ac155d0f95"&gt;tokidoki,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.tokidoki.it/"&gt;more tokidoki&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and world peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6698325395845750136?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6698325395845750136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6698325395845750136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6698325395845750136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6698325395845750136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want.html' title='I WANT.'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-2999862284201564622</id><published>2007-12-14T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:08:09.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eeeewwwww....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="400" wmode="transparent" data="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf?autostart=false&amp;token=a7f_1194813218"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf?autostart=false&amp;token=a7f_1194813218"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestviral.com/video/6629/dont_ever_drink_from_hotel_glasses"&gt;Don't Ever Drink From Hotel Glasses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="400" wmode="transparent" data="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf?autostart=false&amp;token=b5e_1196649402"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf?autostart=false&amp;token=b5e_1196649402"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestviral.com/video/7380/dirty_hotel_secrets_follow_up"&gt;Dirty Hotel Secrets Follow Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about philippine hotels, hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-2999862284201564622?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/2999862284201564622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=2999862284201564622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2999862284201564622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2999862284201564622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/12/eeeewwwww.html' title='eeeewwwww....'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4466919535693043085</id><published>2007-12-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T14:29:55.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"what you don't use, you'll lose"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R19_ivUy_uI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IG_HNZDFY7I/s1600-h/Pic+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R19_ivUy_uI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IG_HNZDFY7I/s320/Pic+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142969534276370146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vagina monologues with monique wilson, lily chu, and lynn sherman was fun! it was my first time to see this popular "show" and i was not disappointed. my friends and i bought the cheapest tickets because it was what we can only afford (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poor&lt;/span&gt; us) BUT as soon as the lights went out to start the show, the people at the back (including us) started to occupy the empty seats in front hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, have you really examined your vaginas/cunts/pussies? or practiced your moans? i have seen the illustration of the female reproductive system as well as the other women's vajayjay during deliveries but i haven't really looked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down there.  &lt;/span&gt;practicing moans?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;maybe i will so i'll know what i'll look and sound like.... eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers for lynn sherman for giving the greatest performance.  she performed the ultimate triple orgasm with all types of moans combined... she even beat meg ryan's fake orgasm performance in when harry met sally (in my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-bsf2x-aeE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-bsf2x-aeE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the  show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R199nPUy_qI/AAAAAAAAAJE/FcpX4m0PX-A/s1600-h/Pic+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R199nPUy_qI/AAAAAAAAAJE/FcpX4m0PX-A/s320/Pic+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142967412562525858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R19-m_Uy_sI/AAAAAAAAAJU/nVQ9pKC1w5Q/s1600-h/Pic+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R19-m_Uy_sI/AAAAAAAAAJU/nVQ9pKC1w5Q/s320/Pic+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142968507779186370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R19-H_Uy_rI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uLvKKedyUJ0/s1600-h/Pic+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R19-H_Uy_rI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uLvKKedyUJ0/s320/Pic+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142967975203241650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it pansit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like a virgin...AWW! touched for the very first time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4466919535693043085?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4466919535693043085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4466919535693043085&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4466919535693043085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4466919535693043085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-you-dont-use-youll-lose.html' title='&quot;what you don&apos;t use, you&apos;ll lose&quot;'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R19_ivUy_uI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IG_HNZDFY7I/s72-c/Pic+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-990278058396499330</id><published>2007-12-02T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:16:16.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work and friends</title><content type='html'>i started volunteer duty (volunteer duty = no salary/allowance)  at the west visayas state university medical center last november 19. at that time, i thought it would be a good way to do something productive with my life. it was productive all right, but my feet are killing me and i miss my bed buhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, everyday is an exciting day at the hospital, especially at the floor i'm working on. Private rooms &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usually &lt;/span&gt;equates to impatient and nosy patients/folks, but not always (if you're lucky). I'm having fun preparing  IV medications and doing  nursing procedures hehehe  the first few weeks were hectic for us newbies. Most of the staff are very friendly and accommodating. I'm lucky to be a part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JlefUy_nI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TrqixftYc_c/s1600-R/IMG_3881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JlefUy_nI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5XKoe0fw1Qs/s320/IMG_3881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139281699262365298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(with fellow volunteers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;melai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JmU_Uy_oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/H4C2TQ3XogY/s1600-R/IMG_3798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JmU_Uy_oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3Ta2nPoiwR8/s320/IMG_3798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139282635565235842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1Jm3vUy_pI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jMIZd8ZZQ0Y/s1600-R/IMG_3800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1Jm3vUy_pI/AAAAAAAAAI8/nQpkvWO1N0A/s320/IMG_3800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139283232565690002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JmU_Uy_oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/H4C2TQ3XogY/s1600-R/IMG_3798.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;had a chance to meet up with melai before she went to banate and boracay. i wasn't able to go with them because i was going to start my volunteer duty.  we were giggling like high school girls reminiscing and making chika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;teehee and look at those faces! we don't look a day older than, uhmm, 23? hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;wafs, tani mag tuod ang 08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was spent drinking beer and disco dancing with rocs and marc. as usual, topic of conversation was our lovelifes (or lack thereof). i wasn't able to bring my camera so no pics. rocs, paki email sg pics sa cam mo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's always fun meeting up with high school friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-990278058396499330?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/990278058396499330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=990278058396499330&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/990278058396499330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/990278058396499330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/12/work-and-friends.html' title='work and friends'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JlefUy_nI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5XKoe0fw1Qs/s72-c/IMG_3881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6159356305444688508</id><published>2007-12-02T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:43:17.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy bee</title><content type='html'>a big hug to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promised &lt;a href="http://sarski.vox.com/"&gt;sarah&lt;/a&gt; i'd post a longer entry on passing the nclex-rn exam, so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the letter arrived after 13 business days from the date it was written...almost 33 days from the time i took the actual exam. i was on duty the day it arrived and my mom decided not to tell me because she knew i wouldn't be able to concentrate on my work if i learned about the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends (who also took the exam) and i went out for snacks after my duty because we were all feeling the pressure and anxiety over the long-awaited results. my mom and brother were calling me to ask what time i was coming home and i didn't put too much thought on this because i assumed they were worried i won't be able to come home because of the heavy rain. it was almost 7 pm when we parted and i decided to visit the adoration chapel to pray for strength and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i arrived home, i instantly felt the tension. they were all too quiet. my brother then tossed the letter to me and when i saw it was a small envelope from california, i was smiling from ear to ear. a bigger envelope usually means bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tore it open, read the body of the letter (only the first sentence), then jumped  up and down like a kangaroo hehehe it was such a high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JhU_Uy_mI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Cq87Kk9iQuA/s1600-R/IMG_3812b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JhU_Uy_mI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LPSaGN_i3yQ/s320/IMG_3812b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139277138007096930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother burst into tears because she was tense the whole day fearing the worst lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of my friends didn't pass and the other one is still waiting for her envelope to arrive. talk about torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the retrogression will be lifted soon...i can't wait to work and live with my sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6159356305444688508?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6159356305444688508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6159356305444688508&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6159356305444688508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6159356305444688508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-bee.html' title='busy bee'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R1JhU_Uy_mI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LPSaGN_i3yQ/s72-c/IMG_3812b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6272133992434252491</id><published>2007-11-20T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:15:54.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!</title><content type='html'>two words...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I PASSED!!!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6272133992434252491?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6272133992434252491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6272133992434252491&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6272133992434252491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6272133992434252491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/11/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7238196618622820137</id><published>2007-11-16T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:14:01.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for kodi</title><content type='html'>i'm throwing some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spaceboos.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spaceboos.com/Images/goodluck/images/goodluck_1.gif" alt="spaceboos.com is your one stop myspace layout resource"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along your way ;p xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7238196618622820137?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7238196618622820137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7238196618622820137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7238196618622820137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7238196618622820137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-kodi.html' title='for kodi'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8919678259306941127</id><published>2007-10-31T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:35:27.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to jun and kodi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLN5Wv1Vtak&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLN5Wv1Vtak&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may i borrow the book?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8919678259306941127?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8919678259306941127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8919678259306941127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8919678259306941127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8919678259306941127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-jun-and-kodi.html' title='to jun and kodi'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4974169116538690314</id><published>2007-10-29T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:26:37.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love actually</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RyWbMmHagcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vD6XjO3gQkw/s1600-h/200px-Love_Actually_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RyWbMmHagcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vD6XjO3gQkw/s320/200px-Love_Actually_movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126674391523557826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching this movie five minutes ago. It's a 2003 romantic comedy movie with a gorgeous cast and a plot revolving around these themes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;love is elementary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love unspoken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love at work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love and politics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love lasts a lifetime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love as a second language&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love rocks on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;arrival airport gates are way better than the departure gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The juliet-mark, sarah-karl, and  harry-karen love stories were sad. I can so relate to mark when he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"it's called self-preservation", &lt;/span&gt;an answer to juliet's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"but you never liked me"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of cute scenes but i must say a hidden sarah silently saying "YES!" while karl was just behind an adjacent wall was funny. I hope and pray i won't become like sarah who had to choose her duty and love of her psychologically ill brother over a hot guy she's clearly crazy about or like karen when she confronts the reality that her husband is having/going to have an affair. It's so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is all around &lt;/span&gt;brings back Four Weddings and a Funeral memories...hello high school and Hugh Grant! Hugh Grant never fails to make my heart flutter with his British accent and rumpled-puppy-eyed-look. And he's a good dancer *deadpan expression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets buying the PhP75.00 CD hehehe in fact i'm gonna buy the OST for this movie...ay, i'll download na lg, free pa! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4974169116538690314?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4974169116538690314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4974169116538690314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4974169116538690314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4974169116538690314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-actually.html' title='love actually'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RyWbMmHagcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vD6XjO3gQkw/s72-c/200px-Love_Actually_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-160512344053219934</id><published>2007-10-24T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:21:57.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the best laid plans of mice and men....</title><content type='html'>manila was fun, chaotic, fattening and expensive lol i'm such a miser. i just can't get over the restaurant prices. i mean 65 pesos for an iced tea?? damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at glorietta the night before the bombing so it was just plain luck that we weren't in the vicinity the next day because we decided to go to greenhills instead. manila was scary. the taxi drivers even scarier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, blooper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver: saan banda kayo sa santillian?&lt;br /&gt;maggie: basta sa st. illian's inn&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver: anong baranggay ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;maggie: eh ba't hindi mo alam&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;along santillian street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver: kakanan ba o kakaliwa?&lt;br /&gt;me:  hanapin lg natin yung  st. illian's inn...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;we trust you manong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my companions: *guffaws* *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver hindi na nakapagsalita hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the drama before and during the manila escapade...first there was the last-minute decision of two of our kabarkadas to join the manila trip, find-the-hotel-that-could-accomodate-all-of-us panic, them being late and taking the last flight, them going to a cousin's condo instead of staying w/ us in the hotel, bitchy dialogs between two "best friends" over conti's menu, taking a picture of KC concepcion (she's so gwapa, buot, kinis and THIN) and maggie (a kabarkada) and then refusing KC's offer to have a picture with her(hahaha shit, can i say STARSTRUCK?), moving to another hotel to cut on expenses, and EK mending all our barkada's squabbles and differences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7HIKP3iWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CbF_F3BrTpc/s1600-h/manila+2007+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7HIKP3iWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CbF_F3BrTpc/s320/manila+2007+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124752368997992802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad the space shuttle kinda bonked out...we were like the next batch(or second) to ride it. it was another blessing in disguise because i was having second thoughts riding the damn thing....i mean hello??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7E06P3iTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HZ-jgq9PUa8/s1600-h/manila+2007+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7E06P3iTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HZ-jgq9PUa8/s320/manila+2007+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124749839262255410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7Fw6P3iUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/RFuxYf7KsOo/s1600-h/manila+2007+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7Fw6P3iUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/RFuxYf7KsOo/s320/manila+2007+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124750870054406466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;up and up and away VS  space shuttle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;me who gets motion sickness and whose consolation up in the air are my rosary and the barf bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx69FaP3iQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v4vjSlnO9ts/s1600-h/manila+2007+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx69FaP3iQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v4vjSlnO9ts/s320/manila+2007+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124741326637074690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's the wuzz (wimp + pussy)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7GWqP3iVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2hCaB0G80z4/s1600-h/manila+2007+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7GWqP3iVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2hCaB0G80z4/s320/manila+2007+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124751518594468178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nclex results will be snail mailed after a month. i don't know how i did. i was pretty confident i did good early in the exam and was  expecting the exam to stop at 75. but it didn't stop until question #126, so i don't know. it's CAT (computer adaptive test) so the number of questions doesn't say  whether you pass or fail. passing depends on the test taker's performance and if the results are maintained above the passing line in the graph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans to meet w/ friends and classmates never materialized because of the schedule, the bombing, and me unfamiliar with the city. too little time, too many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did meet aimee, fellow komsai, at trident tower because she was with her sister and brother-in-law who were also taking the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7CRaP3iRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/dlohM7ile0U/s1600-h/manila+2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7CRaP3iRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/dlohM7ile0U/s320/manila+2007+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124747030353643794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloilo is safe. but i could get used to manila hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-160512344053219934?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/160512344053219934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=160512344053219934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/160512344053219934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/160512344053219934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-best-laid-plans-of-mice-and-men.html' title='all the best laid plans of mice and men....'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rx7HIKP3iWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CbF_F3BrTpc/s72-c/manila+2007+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3922348954468678663</id><published>2007-10-16T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T06:50:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kaba to death</title><content type='html'>arriving in manila tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's THE exam on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enchanted kingdom on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday will be spent touring manila and visiting some friends/classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday afternoon back home to iloilo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good/best food/dining in manila....where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;kulbaan na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3922348954468678663?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3922348954468678663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3922348954468678663&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3922348954468678663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3922348954468678663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/kaba-to-death.html' title='kaba to death'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-9030137835206225015</id><published>2007-10-09T05:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:30:37.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke of the day</title><content type='html'>14th Floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American and Filipino waiting for the elevator to open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elevator opens. Another Filipino inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipino outside the elevator: Bababa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipino inside the elevator: Bababa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American: I'll be damned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-9030137835206225015?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/9030137835206225015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=9030137835206225015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9030137835206225015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9030137835206225015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/joke-of-day.html' title='joke of the day'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-8671758014067308730</id><published>2007-10-06T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T05:47:46.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staple-less "stapler" and devolution</title><content type='html'>i never understood how the staple-less "stapler" works until i saw this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0QQbmGnad4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0QQbmGnad4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rwaw1aJtUsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6dd6DRBHZMM/s1600-h/p14398a-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rwaw1aJtUsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6dd6DRBHZMM/s320/p14398a-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117972458152743618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-8671758014067308730?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/8671758014067308730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=8671758014067308730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8671758014067308730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/8671758014067308730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/staple-less-stapler.html' title='staple-less &quot;stapler&quot; and devolution'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/Rwaw1aJtUsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6dd6DRBHZMM/s72-c/p14398a-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1165968881004584440</id><published>2007-10-06T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T04:07:36.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to melai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RwaZP6JtUrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ndBknNelCDk/s1600-h/carnivorous_creations-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RwaZP6JtUrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ndBknNelCDk/s320/carnivorous_creations-box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117946525140210354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/science/76c9/"&gt;http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/science/76c9/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw this, i remembered your venus fly trap plant =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1165968881004584440?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1165968881004584440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1165968881004584440&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1165968881004584440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1165968881004584440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-melai.html' title='to melai'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RwaZP6JtUrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ndBknNelCDk/s72-c/carnivorous_creations-box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6793336510236790312</id><published>2007-10-05T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T03:28:32.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$$$ka-ching$$$</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was referred by my college classmate to this new social networking site that pays you everytime your page (and up to the 10th degree friend's page) is viewed&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;best of all, registration is free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why not try it, noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yuwie.com/yuwie.asp?r=118883"&gt;http://www.yuwie.com/yuwie.asp?r=118883&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;taken from the site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How much you can make...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can't say exactly how much, but here's an example of what could happen. The chart below assumes you refer 3people, and those 3 people refer 3, then those refer 3, through 10 levels, and each referral gets 1000 page views for the month, and the month's RSR is $0.50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LEVELS - REFERRALS - PAGEVIEWS - EARNINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1---------------3---------------3,000---------------$0.15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2---------------9---------------9,000---------------$0.45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3---------------27-------------27,000--------------$0.54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4---------------81-------------81,000--------------$1.62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5---------------243-----------243,000-------------$4.86&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6---------------729-----------729,000-------------$14.58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7--------------2,187--------2,187,000-------------$43.74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8--------------6,561--------6,561,000-------------$328.05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9-------------19,683------19,683,000-------------$984.15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10------------59,049------59,049,000-------------$8,857.35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TOTAL------88,572 -----88,572,000------------$10,235.49/monthly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sounds easy, so why not try it? If everyone simply refers 3 people to Yuwie and actively encourages their downline to do the same...then we can stand to make some decent money here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Normally only around 10% to 20% of your referral tree member will actively use Yuwie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why? Because most people like the concept of making money but precious few will do what it takes to have as much as they want. But don’t worry if 10% will use, you will still earn $1,000.00 monthly….. not bad, isn’t it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is counted as page view? --- those pages you view for at least 3seconds before going to another page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Paid - Non US Citizens - This needs to be done!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You need to go in to the account settings then click on Tax Information, then click on I am not a Us citizen. Link - https://secure.yuwie.com/members/settings/notus.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once on this page you can fill out the form to say that you are nothing to do with the US and that no part of the money that you make from Yuwie is anything to do with the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once you have filled out this page you can be paid by yuwie as soon as you make the minimum amount of $50. Its easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6793336510236790312?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6793336510236790312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6793336510236790312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6793336510236790312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6793336510236790312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/ka-ching.html' title='$$$ka-ching$$$'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3356209686152652216</id><published>2007-10-02T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T17:28:01.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ants everywhere part 2</title><content type='html'>a red ant crawling and biting...INSIDE MY EAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how i woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in tears because i can't get the ant off my ear and the pain was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excruciating. &lt;/span&gt;i poured some baby oil in my ear so that the ant will be killed but it didn't work...panicking, my parents rushed me to the nearest hospital (iloilo mission hospital) but surprise, surprise, they had to refer us to another hospital because they don't have the necessary equipment for EENT cases...WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole time i can feel the ant moving and biting. this would be the first on my list of painful ways to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second hospital, the resident had to flush/irrigate my ear until the damn ant came off. now i'm temporarily and partially deaf on my left ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't rush to iloilo mission hospital for EENT cases. go to st. paul's hospital instead. and oh, put on some earplugs before you sleep so that insects won't crawl inside your ears. in case it happens, pull your pinna(upper ear segment) up and back for adults; for kids aged less than 8, pull pinna down and back, and then pour enough baby oil to kill the insect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really HATE red ants right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3356209686152652216?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3356209686152652216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3356209686152652216&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3356209686152652216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3356209686152652216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/10/ants-everywhere-part-2.html' title='ants everywhere part 2'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-2449009552768456071</id><published>2007-10-01T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T15:28:57.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ants everywhere</title><content type='html'>i hate red ants. i always wake up with their bites. they're under my pillow, my comforter, under my bed. i tried sleeping at my parent's bed last night. guess what? the damn ants still bit me until i woke up (true it's already past noon, but hey i need my sleep)! tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since my lola died two years ago, we always associate ants (black) with her. when her favorite apo came home for the burial, she said there were black ants near her plane seat. when my brother(the favorite apo's fraternal twin) had a heart attack, black ants were also found at the ER bed he was lying in. everytime somebody is sick, worried, or in dire circumstance, the black ants' presence will comfort them in thinking lola is watching over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be my lola telling me in her own way "hija, bugtaw na. lapit na lg exam mo, tama na na nga tulog." ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lola ha, nag change color ka na gle? daw hair dye ba. easy on the bites, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-2449009552768456071?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/2449009552768456071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=2449009552768456071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2449009552768456071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/2449009552768456071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/09/ants-everywhere.html' title='ants everywhere'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-6613332326034606971</id><published>2007-09-19T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:31:28.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deco's, fudge brownies and hamsters</title><content type='html'>DECO's lapaz batchoy has reopened here in iloilo city. it is (supposedly) the original lapaz &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;batchoyan.  &lt;/span&gt;Ted's and Nat's only followed. How come these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;batchoyans&lt;/span&gt; are named after guys? Why isn't there Inday's Lapaz batchoy, Milagrosa's Lapaz batchoy, etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we sampled the "original" batchoy with puto and pre-war pandesal(those very small, almost-crumpled yet oh-so-tasty pandesal). It was the first time i finished my bowl of batchoy so i guess deco's batchoy is really good...or it might be because i was too hungry...do you know the "secret ingredient" for a great-tasting batchoy? it's a virgin's used panty soaked in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caldo  &lt;/span&gt;hahaha that's according to my mom who got it from a relative chuva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what else i discovered today? decos' was being financed by mang inasal (40-60) for its reopening.  Apparently, ted's was serving rice, chicken, and barbecue aside from batchoy so mang inasal, in the spirit of competition and increasing their profit, thought of being business partners w/ deco's.  So don't be surprised when the table next to you have customers eating rice, pork bbq, and batchoy.  me, i find it gross. one bowl of batchoy is more than enough, i usually can't finish it. they must be really REALLY hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating batchoy we went grocery shopping. MAYA's oven toaster fudge brownies were on sale at the grocery store so we bought two boxes. In my opinion, the MAYA brand has the best and tastiest (hotcake) mix so it follows that all their mixes should be tasty too. it is. even with the top burnt, the fudge brownie was very sweet and tasty yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;my eight year old niece has two male hamsters. father and son only survived after mama hamster died from abdominal aneurysm (or cannibalism) and brother and sister hamsters were too weak to live. a few hours ago, i had to rescue papa hamster from his son because HIS SON was eating him. ALIVE. damn, if you only saw how papa hamster tried to get away tsk tsk his eyes were bitten and also parts of his face. we had to separate the two. i'm betting papa hamster won't last 'til friday....he's too old, getting weak and all that accumulated sperm cells must've damaged his prostate too teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survival of the fittest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, papa hamster was already dead and buried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-6613332326034606971?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/6613332326034606971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=6613332326034606971&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6613332326034606971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/6613332326034606971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/09/decos-fudge-brownies-and-hamsters.html' title='deco&apos;s, fudge brownies and hamsters'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-7889217937253916708</id><published>2007-09-04T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T19:50:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing with me</title><content type='html'>drey, sars, melai, eds, and kodi....this song is for us hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hCvKTEs16_/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/hCvKTEs16_/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm way too cool for ya boy&lt;br /&gt;That's why it'll never work&lt;br /&gt;I'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When I say it's over&lt;br /&gt;Damn all these beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;We're only gonna do your dirt&lt;br /&gt;We'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When I say it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when &lt;br /&gt;I was hanging with my friends&lt;br /&gt;That's when I caught your eye&lt;br /&gt;You thought that I was fly&lt;br /&gt;Right then you wished that I would be your baby (be your baby)&lt;br /&gt;You try to get some game&lt;br /&gt;Asking me girl what ya name&lt;br /&gt;All that ice upon ya chain&lt;br /&gt;So I asked you the same &lt;br /&gt;Something tells me that we have fun together (fun together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't easy to find&lt;br /&gt;I'm a one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Oh when I judge your wine&lt;br /&gt;I know your only mine&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is yours&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is for another guy (another guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm way too cool for ya boy&lt;br /&gt;That's why it'll never work&lt;br /&gt;I'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When I say it's over&lt;br /&gt;Damn all these beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;We're only gonna do your dirt&lt;br /&gt;We'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When I say it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been calling me&lt;br /&gt;Leaving messages all week&lt;br /&gt;Was your curiousity&lt;br /&gt;Got ya knees weak &lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking for a man&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want no confusion (no confusion)&lt;br /&gt;I took ya to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Got ya begging me for more&lt;br /&gt;But that was my queue to go&lt;br /&gt;So I hit the door&lt;br /&gt;I let you hot&lt;br /&gt;With your mind used to running wild (running wild)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't easy to find&lt;br /&gt;I'm a one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Oh when I judge your wine&lt;br /&gt;I know your only mine&lt;br /&gt;If you stick around&lt;br /&gt;Be careful not to fall in love (fall in love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm way too cool for ya boy&lt;br /&gt;That's why it'll never work&lt;br /&gt;I'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When I say it's over&lt;br /&gt;Damn all these beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;We're only gonna do your dirt&lt;br /&gt;We'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When I say it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a couple months have past&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that this would last&lt;br /&gt;Oh everybody asked&lt;br /&gt;How ya got a girl like that&lt;br /&gt;But you should've known &lt;br /&gt;That nothing lasts forever (lasts forever)&lt;br /&gt;I mashed up ya mind&lt;br /&gt;When I tell you lies&lt;br /&gt;But boy don't be suprised&lt;br /&gt;That I'm seeing other guys&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young to settle&lt;br /&gt;And you should've known better (known better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn all these beautiful girls (you should have known)&lt;br /&gt;We're only gonna do your dirt (cos I'll have)&lt;br /&gt;I'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When I say it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;---edit---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORIGINAL VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-YwQgl0pkT/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-YwQgl0pkT/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-7889217937253916708?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/7889217937253916708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=7889217937253916708&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7889217937253916708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/7889217937253916708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/09/sing-with-me.html' title='sing with me'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-2718605759853275363</id><published>2007-08-29T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:25:50.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*goosebumps*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/En0A8KGMgq8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/En0A8KGMgq8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9oxTy7KIAaA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9oxTy7KIAaA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my fave:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZpjYd0sTT0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZpjYd0sTT0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='*goosebumps*'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-429090747348057906</id><published>2007-08-27T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:34:10.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top of my movie list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you know what music is? harmonic connection between all living beings...&lt;br /&gt;it's all around us. all you have to do is listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just saw the trailer of "august rush" and i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;August Rush tells the story of a charismatic young Irish guitarist Lois (Jonathan Rhys Meyers) and a sheltered young cellist Lyla (Keri Russell) who have a chance encounter one magical night above New York’s Washington Square, but are soon torn apart, leaving in their wake an infant, August Rush, orphaned by circumstance. Now performing on the streets of New York and cared for by a mysterious stranger (Robin Williams), August (Freddie Highmore) uses his remarkable musical talent to seek the parents from whom he was separated at birth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v6Hiw5TFgvY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v6Hiw5TFgvY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartbreaking scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RtJXu5JTzgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Rz-3NS2FHzk/s1600-h/augustrushpreview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RtJXu5JTzgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Rz-3NS2FHzk/s400/augustrushpreview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103237790889659906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louis (JRM) grows up to be a businessman having given up on music, but he ends up playing one day with August, not even knowing they are father and son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just know it's going to be a great movie =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-429090747348057906?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/429090747348057906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=429090747348057906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/429090747348057906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/429090747348057906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/top-of-my-movie-list.html' title='top of my movie list'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RtJXu5JTzgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Rz-3NS2FHzk/s72-c/augustrushpreview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-3273596392569072177</id><published>2007-08-27T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:37:53.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankyoulord!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RtHDJZJTzfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L3hVTLWfwwE/s1600-h/result.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RtHDJZJTzfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L3hVTLWfwwE/s400/result.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103074418923654642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! the past few hours were nerve-wracking...the results of the 2007 PNLE were released around 530 pm yesterday but our results (DOLE CGFNS certification) weren't released until midnight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bilatibay-ya&lt;/span&gt;! it was Murphy's law at its best...i had to buy a USB LAN because i thought the PCI slots of my motherboard were broken...when i installed the USB LAN card, the windows wizard was looking for the driver (the driver installer was conspicuously slipped under the package..i discovered this 5 hrs AFTER i bought the frigging LAN card) and i panicked because i don't have it (no LAN = no DSL = cannot download driver)...genius me thought it best to reformat my pc to see if it'll solve the problem w/ the old LAN card (it didn't).....all the time i was reformating my pc i was praying the results won't come out until i'd be finally online....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i did go online, the site was lagged!! it took forever for the page to load...hahah seeing my name all nice and pretty in the roll of successful examinees was all worth it though teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee!!! *sugar high*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;thank you blessed sacrament, mama mary, sto. niño....rosary prayers and novenas do work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-3273596392569072177?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/3273596392569072177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=3273596392569072177&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3273596392569072177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/3273596392569072177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/thankyoulord.html' title='thankyoulord!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/RtHDJZJTzfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L3hVTLWfwwE/s72-c/result.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5137116218550707684</id><published>2007-08-18T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:10:17.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blackholes and revelations....</title><content type='html'>i like this band. especially this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_w99i9E54vU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_w99i9E54vU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've been a bad bad girl last night...stupid stupid stupid...ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5137116218550707684?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5137116218550707684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5137116218550707684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5137116218550707684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5137116218550707684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/blackholes-and-revelations.html' title='blackholes and revelations....'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-1749297301355599986</id><published>2007-08-15T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T14:19:55.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>local news</title><content type='html'>there i was washing the dishes when my mom told me the latest local news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama: kalulu-oy lg sg tigulang sa balita noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me:  ? (clueless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama: atu bala ang otsentay kwatro anyos nga tigulang nga ginhimuslan kuno...pero cguro gn tago² lg sa pamilya sa kahuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: HA??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama: huo, wala ka kabati kgpon gn tv patrol? taga jaro...nadakpan sg bata sg tigulang nga gna ubahan sg lalake ang nanay nya ka panty&lt;br /&gt;me: cno ang lalake?&lt;br /&gt;mama: sisenta anyos nga lalake...kilala man nila kay amu na naga hilot sa tigulang...&lt;br /&gt;me (in my head lg): ay te tapos gd, lain ang nahilot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;there are a lot of sick people out there.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-1749297301355599986?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/1749297301355599986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=1749297301355599986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1749297301355599986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/1749297301355599986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/jeez.html' title='local news'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-5780614051928746466</id><published>2007-08-15T06:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T16:51:59.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>much ado about nothing</title><content type='html'>...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;internet banking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;very convenient...no need to fall in line to check one's acct balance or pay bills&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...google desktop widgets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; they're small, useful, and cool...they're always present in my desktop for easy access...i have widgets for weather, world clock, dictionary, scratch pad (auto-save pa), art of the day, book quotes, horoscopes, and my favorite...ANSWER BALL! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/"&gt;yahoo's OMG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;a href="http://pep.ph/blogs/korekkajohn/"&gt;korek ka john&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://chuvaness.livejournal.com/"&gt;chuvaness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt; my daily dose of celebrity chika...chismosa gd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...House of Holland/&lt;a href="http://inyofaceproudrace.multiply.com/photos"&gt;Proud Race shirts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; i want one! my fave local shirt prints (seen on other blogs):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kiss me down there brent javier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;use and abuse hannah cruz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;say yes joem sañez&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i had a fling with tara tambunting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&gt;  what should &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; shirt say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat my banana, anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anna ate my banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anna be my momma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;indi pag tanduga si chocoliya (trans: don't touch chocoliya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gwapa nga ilongga si chocoliya ~  i know...KAPAL! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-5780614051928746466?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/5780614051928746466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=5780614051928746466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5780614051928746466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/5780614051928746466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing-much.html' title='much ado about nothing'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-626363271467205967</id><published>2007-08-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T20:52:06.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our maid imelda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=uuiVglF7Dww"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; cracks me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-626363271467205967?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/626363271467205967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=626363271467205967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/626363271467205967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/626363271467205967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-maid-imelda.html' title='our maid imelda'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-9200363265222214644</id><published>2007-08-03T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T17:05:54.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true or false?</title><content type='html'>from paolo's txt msg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;when we like someone, we are tolerant.&lt;br /&gt;when we don't, we focus on their faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not other people's true persona that determines how we feel about them - it's our attitude. the human tendency to prejudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-9200363265222214644?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/9200363265222214644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=9200363265222214644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9200363265222214644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/9200363265222214644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/true-or-false.html' title='true or false?'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783983210574377759.post-4596464913184546808</id><published>2007-08-02T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T13:07:17.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn you grand madame tsubakikoji!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nigoro.jp/game/rosecamellia/rosecamellia.php"&gt;slapfest&lt;/a&gt;, anyone?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1783983210574377759-4596464913184546808?l=chocoliya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/feeds/4596464913184546808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1783983210574377759&amp;postID=4596464913184546808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4596464913184546808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1783983210574377759/posts/default/4596464913184546808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocoliya.blogspot.com/2007/08/damn-you-matriarch-tsubakikoji.html' title='damn you grand madame tsubakikoji!!'/><author><name>chocoliya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670851374785972207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcULzAJ1fD0/R8U9KDoiVdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z3qrkXlobDU/S220/IMG_4199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
