<?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-4597387947049313549</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:59:25.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~*geixilabshu*~</title><subtitle type='html'>my crazy world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-8957334985008228138</id><published>2009-12-05T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:57:12.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss my Babe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SxqODFEGj5I/AAAAAAAAACk/Z1rfAMHB3F0/s1600-h/Geixi-0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SxqODFEGj5I/AAAAAAAAACk/Z1rfAMHB3F0/s400/Geixi-0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411794085789208466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:Curlz MT;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss him already :( i know, its just been 2 days since we haven't seen each other.. but 2 days seems like 2 years in sadness for me... im used to be with him... waaaa!!! so i feel really really really sad...:( huhu! mimiss geixi binbin! waaahuhuhu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:Curlz MT;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh well i just have to be used with it... i know, there will be lots of instances wherein we might not see each other for more than a week or might be a month... so yun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:Curlz MT;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;i just kept on remembering one phrase he told me which really got me...he said that even if we may not be together always, he still loves me and will always love me forever.. did he really say that?!!! no im just kidding..ofcourse he did... that's how sweet my baby ish.. hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-8957334985008228138?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/8957334985008228138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=8957334985008228138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/8957334985008228138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/8957334985008228138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-my-babe.html' title='I Miss my Babe!!'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SxqODFEGj5I/AAAAAAAAACk/Z1rfAMHB3F0/s72-c/Geixi-0131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-9129899192655291463</id><published>2009-12-05T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:22:55.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;" behavior="slide" direction="left"&gt;My blog is underconstruction...&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" behavior="slide" direction="right"&gt;Sorry for the inconvenience&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-9129899192655291463?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/9129899192655291463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=9129899192655291463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/9129899192655291463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/9129899192655291463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/12/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-4218618251541795398</id><published>2009-08-31T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:08:55.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my thoughts for the day... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; first of..i keep on thinking about that stupid mutt and his bitchy bitchy girl.. why do they need to keep on destruct my life... damn! sila nauna ha..lalo na yung asshole na yun!! that NIKO!!!!! i hate him to death.. i wish mabasa niya to so he will know how much i really really hate him.. bahala na magkasala sa taas...basta! i HATE HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;aytie! forget about those stupids.. i just realize malapit na september 8.. golly!! malapit na nga yung monthsary namin.. tagal na namin ah...arvin is my best best best guy... grabe!! hahaha! no words could ever define how much im thankful for having him in my life as the one who gives me joy and love and makes my day complete... ^___^ di maiiwasan yung bad moods and minsan away eh.. pero dispite dun sa mga misunderstandings namin minsan mas nananaig padin yung love... cheesy diba?? hahaha! arvin is soooo sweet! beyond so sweet tlaga! siya yung pinaka sweet at spicy na naging bf ko.. hahaha! basta im soooo sooo happy kasi i could feel na sobrang mahal na mahal niya ko.. oh my goshy!!! im sooo mushy! hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-4218618251541795398?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/4218618251541795398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=4218618251541795398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4218618251541795398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4218618251541795398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-thoughts-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-3298838519959522197</id><published>2009-07-23T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:38:47.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...loneliness is killing me! :(</title><content type='html'>Lonely ako..loNely pa sa lonely..kung bakit? Read the ff: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kasi boring&lt;br /&gt;2. Kasi nagiisa lang ako lagi,nag mumukmok sa kwarto. Di naman ako mkalabas ng bahay. gwa bo chi! Haha! Kinuha ng mahal na nanay ko lahat ng chi ko...&lt;br /&gt;3. Lagi ako pinapagalitan sa bahay,iresponsableng tamad at inutil daw ako sabi ng nanay ko. Nakaka touch diba? Wula nang ibang pinag bubuhusan ng galit kundi ako...could she give me some break?pwde ba!amf! Nakaka stress!&lt;br /&gt;4. Kasi selos ako sa mga kaibigan ni vin. Specifically to hi girl friends... Girlfriend ako kaya natural nakakaramdam ako ng selos at di ako manhid!hello!yun nga lang sobra kung mag selos.hehe! Pero ngayon ok naman kami.kaso tuwing may nakikita ko pics na me kasama xa girls talagang nag seselos ako sa kanila.naiinis ako, kumukulo dugo ko.pero tinatago ko na lang.di ko na cnasabi sa kanya xe baka pag awayan nanaman namin.ayoko na ng away talaga. Gugustuhin ko na lang ma dead kung may away lagi.insecure ako sa kanila,inggit ako sa mga kaibigan niya.lagi nila sya kasama.ako hindi.cla lagi nag papangiti sa kanya ako once a week ko lang sya mapangiti.naiiyak nanaman ako... :'(  &lt;br /&gt;5. Kasi naaalala ko sinabi niya. Pagod na pagod na pagod na siya. :( hanggang saan na lang kaya kami?may pag asa pa kaya ung relasyon namin? Maayos naman to nun ah? Ano nangyari?pagod na sya ngayon di nako magtataka kung makahanap sya ng iba at mag sawa sya sakin. Napaparanoid ako,natatakot ako,nalulungkot ako. Sinabi ko nun sa sarili ko ayoko na mag mahal eh.eto nanaman ako.nagmahal,nasasaktan, nalulungkot, napapagod,naiiyak... Pero hindi ko pinagsisisihan lahat. Minahal ko sya ng sobra,sya na dumiskarte kung pano niya ingatan yung pagmamahal na yun. Naaalala ko kwento niya nun. Nagkaron sya ng ka mutual understanding sa kasama nia sa training. May gf xa may bf ung girl. Natatakot akong gawin niya sakin un. Sana wag niya sayangin lahat ng sakripisyo at pagmamahal ko. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paksyet talaga!ang hirap maging malungkot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-3298838519959522197?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/3298838519959522197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=3298838519959522197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/3298838519959522197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/3298838519959522197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/07/loneliness-is-killing-me.html' title='...loneliness is killing me! :('/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-4160818730898754216</id><published>2009-07-08T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:32:54.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im tired yet moving forward...</title><content type='html'>im so so so so tired... yet moving forward... im tired of running over someone...i can't get over this stupidity, im insane! im crazy! i am i know i am!i dont know why i still have to do all these things over and over again... was it because of love? this crazy and stupid love? why do i have to be fool?? why do i always use my heart? why? why???!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aGh!!! im soooo sooo sad... help me... help me fight for this.. i can't do this alone, but i am thinking that if i wont do this, we might lose everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you still love me? i can't feel it anymore... you keep on saying you do.. you really really do.. but prove it! you're loving me conditionally... :( you are so good... so sweet, so kind and so loving.. but you're weak...you're weak inside your heart and you're ain't ready for big responsibilities..i tried making you strong... i tried everything i can... im helping you to stand up. but you're not helping yourself. i love you.. i am so inlove with you.. but this is not just about my love, your love our love.. its about helping out each other.. c'mon.. stand up! and be a man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as love still binds us together... i will still fight for it! no matter how, no matter what.. i will do everything i can.. i will love you unconditionally, and will always love you forever... i'll be your woman, your love and your life... just let me love you.. and dont let me go.. never let me go...i can't promise how long, until when could this be... but this i swear, i will just love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-4160818730898754216?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/4160818730898754216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=4160818730898754216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4160818730898754216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4160818730898754216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tired-yet-moving-forward.html' title='im tired yet moving forward...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-2155856136997292294</id><published>2009-07-03T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T01:17:43.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its been already 9 months since i started as a trainee, 8 months since the day i was hired and turning 6 months as an employee. as i turn 6 months in production floor this july 14, im paving my way to venture in different field in the same industry.. woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah! im going to tender a resignation as a directory assistant in the company where i am now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ending my term as a directory assistant was somehow feels like...yeah! i can now breath.. hahaha! but saying goodbye to my friends who has been with me for the past 9 months of my stay in this company, feel like... sooo bad! :( they have been an inspiration for me to continue my carreer as DA. since the first day i was taking calls, i am always murmuring around, complaining everything and feels uncomfortable with this job. but, since then... they helped me stand up and do my best to fulfill my dreams.. err.. my dreams? or just fulfill to get my pay?? hahaha! wutever...friends are friends... they are like air without them you can't breath.. haHa! sounds like the lyrics in the song no air right?? nyahaha! but true.. yeah! sooo true! they are the reason why i am still alive and kicking as a DA.. hahaha! i've met a looot of friends... good friends!!! yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wont forget every memory i gained during my stay in eper.. yeah... you know.. those great memories to be treasured.. our videoke session with friends at providence.. hahaha! cuts and downtimes, the aut's, my friends...my friends who wakes me up when they sense that im sleeping..hahahaha! group of friends who shares in 1 or 2 pods and make kulitan so we wont feel bored! ahhaha! and ofcourse, who wont forget my sweet baby? hahahaha! i met him at the office right? hahahahah! yeah..we shared lots of memories there... haha! i miss it everytime he kisses me on my cheeks and afterwards he says "city and state please".. haha! the maingay moments when im beside him.. yeah! he's like shouting when taking calls... i just realize that i haven't heard him yet taking calls in neutral tone.. right? hahahaha! and here's one.. one more!!! he's throwing trash into my station?? ahahahaha! (hindi ako makasalita nun sa kakatawa ha...hahahah) and a loot loot lootttsss of memories and moments the i wont ever forget.. pramish! hey! one thing! i wont even forget my sleeping moments.. ahahahha! and the zero calls! nyahahaha! my sups! roj, noel and chite! nyahahaha! and everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im not yet giving my resignation letter to my beloved sup.. nyahahahaha! im planning to hand it out on 15th of july.para suspence at me sweldo pa ko sa 3o.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all the memories during my stay in eper will always be a great treasure here in my heart...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-2155856136997292294?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/2155856136997292294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=2155856136997292294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2155856136997292294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2155856136997292294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-already-9-months-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-1356858594145263700</id><published>2009-06-10T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:31:48.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mushy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i miss you so much...like i really wanna hug you tight, tas kiss kita.. then paulit ulit kong sasabihin how much i love you... 3days pa lang kita di nakikita.. pero mukang monday kita ulit susunod na makikita at makakasama...makakasama ng sandali lang.. parang tanaw lang..naiiyak ako... kasi nasanay akong lagi kita kasama.. :( ang hirap ng ganto noh? ba't mo kasi ako sinanay eh..ang lungkot.. malungkot talaga.. minsan gusto ko mag sisi..sana di na lang naging tayo para di na ulit ako maging malungkot. pero kung iisipin ko yung mga masasayang araw na kasama kita, hindi ko pinagsisisihan lahat. minahal mo ko. minahal kita... tapos! walang angal.. hehe! hindi ko alam hanggang saan aabot itong relasyon na to.. hindi ko maisip kung hanggang kelan nlang tau. natatakot ako.. natatakot akong mawala ka...kasi mahal kita... kaya eto.. kahit nakakalungkot, nakakaiyak, ang hirap, sobrang hirap mag adjust tinitiis ko lahat... kinakaya ko. para sayo.para sa relasyon na to. i'll keep my promises... i'l hold on tight.. and i wont let you go! promise.. sabi nila promises are made to be broken. yeah! minsan.. pero depende din naman sa tao.. depende kung gano siya ka persuasive gawin/tuparin lahat ng mga pinangako niya.. diba? kung hindi niya magagawa yun then he's a jerk.. nyahahaha! joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to quote 1 thing from Dr. Rick Warren's book "The Purpose Driven Life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;“The best expression of love is time. Time is your most precious gift because you only have a set amount of it. You can make more money but you can’t make more time. When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you’ll never get back. Your time is your life. That’s why the greatest gift you can give someone is your time. Whenever you give your time you’re making a sacrifice, and sacrifice is the essence of love."&lt;br /&gt;"...Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is "T-I-M-E."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah!ansarap ipabasa sa kanya ng librong yun specifically dun sa chapter 16 what matters most.. hahahaha! wala lang..masarap mangbara.. hahahah! hindi, naiintindihan ko naman ang sitwayson niya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...pero sana maintindihan niya din ako. :(&lt;/span&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/4597387947049313549-1356858594145263700?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/1356858594145263700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=1356858594145263700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1356858594145263700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1356858594145263700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/06/mushy.html' title='mushy!!!'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-2304721320291344730</id><published>2009-06-07T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:49:22.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we'll be celebrating our 4th monthsary bukas... at di kami mag kasama.. ang saya noH? hehehe! uu masaya talaga... lalo na pag nasanay ka na lagi mo siyang kasama tapos kada monthsary nio mag katabi kau lagi sa work.. hihintayin lang pumatak yung alas dose..tas sabay greet "happy monthsary baby"... tas kiss.. aww... pero wala na yun ngayon.. at di na siguro mangyayari...i mean.. di ko alam kung kelan mangyayari.. walang kasiguraduhan... siguro, i need to accept and understand things na lang... God is teaching me something.. hahaha! i wont expect things to happen anymore...ayoko na mag expect.. hehe! the words "magkikita pa naman tayo lagi..." then when? how? no way... no bitterness but no wag na lang... just go home after school and then take a rest.. and i? i will go home after work, eat, sleep, eat, prepare, and go to work... yeah! yan na magiging bago kong routine.. hehe! kung puntahan ko naman siya siguro sa school mga 30 mins maximum to 1 hour lang siguro ang stay namin.. hehe! mabuti pang wag na noh? hehe... time management ba.. hehehe! may text naman diba? hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! im trying to make things alright.... even if it hurts me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha! i wanna laugh!!! like laugh so hard... and then cry! until i fall asleep! hahahahahah! ansaya ng life ko!!!!!! whew! mga panandaliang saya... hahahahahah! wheW! i just so love it... what am i supposed to do? love it? live it? and be contented? hahahhaha! whoah! yeah i guess i MUST! hahahah! geez! hanggang ngayon ganon pa rin pala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-2304721320291344730?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/2304721320291344730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=2304721320291344730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2304721320291344730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2304721320291344730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad.html' title='sad... :('/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-2854458953557156188</id><published>2009-05-03T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:36:13.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me!!!</title><content type='html'>yey!! may 4 na... i celebrated my birthday with my officemates... wala.. its like normal day lang for me.. nag ingay lang sila para igreet ako.. kumpleto ang tropa.. masaya.. kulang lang si arvin tsaka si ivan (ivan na friend ko.. haha)...countdown kami.. haha! pagsapit ng alas dose yun na.. maingay na paligid ko.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakapanibago.. kasi it was my second birthday na im not with my mom and dad.. the 1st time that im not with them nung may camping kami somewhere.. dun ako nag spend ng bday ko.. at tsaka ngayon..na mimiss ko na sila.. hhehe! minsan na lang kami makapag bonding ng sobrang boding eh.. busy na kasi ako masyado sa work tska sa tulog.. hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday wish? katulad nga ng sabi ko.. world peace.. hahha! joke.. ito serious, my birthday wish sana God will grant all the desires of my heart.. matapos ko na yung college degree ko (1year na lang.. ), maging masaya lang ako lagi.. yipeee!!!! more friends to come.. haha! sana makayanan ko mga darating pang challenges sa buhay ko...  i want happy family... ano pa ba? hmm.. sympre sana di na mawala si arvin sakin.. isa na yun.. sana wag na ko maging malungkot.. haha! yun lang.. wala na kong mahihiling pa kasi nasakin na lahat, i have blessed life.. happy family, cool friends and a loving boyfriend... weeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na send ko na sa mga friends to pero sige lang..lagay ko na rin dito.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to take this opportunity na rin to thank everyone around me.. my mom and dad... someday you'll read this post... i want to tell you how much you both mean to me.. i might not often tell you how much i love you but deep inside my heart i really really do.. thank you soooo much for loving me and for all the care you're giving me... i appreciate every sacrifices you're doing just to give not what i want but what i need. thank you for supporting me in every decisions i made.. i know someday we'll have separate ways but mom dad... always remember that as long as i live you're always inside my heart... i love you so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my mama sonia... you've been a second mother to me.. been my bestfriend and like a sister... you gave everything i want and i need.. you've been an inspiration to me that i should take all the challenges and sacrifices with joy cuz we all know that someday God will pay us back for all our goodness and works.. ma! thank you soooo much for everything.. i love you so much.. and i know God has something restored to us... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my titos and titas and as well as my lolos and lolas..thanks alot! thank you for loving me and for giving me a courage to aim the goals i have in my life.. thank you for believing that i can do it ofcourse with God's help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my cousins, second cousins... thanks! ate katty, ate carol, ate azel and more... name it! thanks thanks! thanks for treating me as your sister.. yeah..you've been like my sister/brother to me.. you guys complete me.. though sometimes we might not have enough communications believe me you guys are installed here in my heart.. i love you! and we'll always be the same till we grow old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my friends...my true and loving friend ann! thanks! that even though we've been through ups and downs you're staying there... even if distance keeps us apart, your thoughts, your love and your care remains.. thanks a lot!!! you know how much you mean to me... for my bestfriend cha.. thank you! i love you.. you know that.. we my not often see each other but you are still here in me... i miss you my bestfriend and im always praying that you'll always be happy.. im always here as your bestfriend whom you can tell all your deepest secret.. hihi! for all the friends i met..friends who come and go..  friends who left and stayed... thanks! thank you for accepting me for who i am. and for accepting the fact that i... i am not perfect..and that i am just a crazy friend who really do cares for you a lot.. thanks a lot for always making me happy.. mwah! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second to the last.. one of the most important person in my life is my baby.. arvin.. thanks baby! thank you so much for loving me despite of my bad attitude.. thank you so much for loving me as me... thanks for staying still and true! you've really been so nice, so sweet and so loving...that's why i could'nt find any reason to find someone else...there will always be one arvin in my heart and that will only be YOU! you are someone who makes my day complete.. yeah you might find it corny but its true.. you always make me smile and laugh and never let my tears fall in my eyes.... you're love and presence marked a joy in my heart... :) trust me i'll hold on tight.. and never will i let you go.. NEVER!! i just hope and pray that this love and relationship we had right now will last forever... i love you so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly but the most important one for me! thank you God! you gave this life to me... i've seen your goodness, i felt your love and never left me behind..a lot of people left me but you stay... you're favor is always in me.. you showered us sooo many blessings... you gave me the talent in which im giving it back for your glory and honor.. thank you so much! i can always feel your endless unselfish and unconditional love! you know how much im thankful for everything you made in my life.. and i know that you have good plans for me as you promised in jeremiah 29:11 "for i know all the plans i have for you... plans to prosper you not to harm you..plans to give you hope and a brighter future!"... no worries for my future cuz my life lies in your plans... :) Lord i give you all my heart and my life.. and this only belongs to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are not enough to thank everyone for everything... it mean so much to me! i appreciate it a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all!! mmwah! mwah! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;---bethany grace eleco---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-2854458953557156188?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/2854458953557156188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=2854458953557156188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2854458953557156188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2854458953557156188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me!!!'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-3547383127379553395</id><published>2009-02-28T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:42:57.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn her!</title><content type='html'>you stupid assholE! go to hell!!!! hate you more! i hate you a lot! damn you!&lt;br /&gt;mas plastic ka! tanga! kaw nga nakikielam diyan eh.. pwede ba ha... i dont care what the hell you're talking about me... it all reflects to you naman eh.. hahaha! tanga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-3547383127379553395?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/3547383127379553395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=3547383127379553395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/3547383127379553395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/3547383127379553395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn-her.html' title='damn her!'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-278999776471697161</id><published>2009-02-11T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:12:46.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>babawiin ko lang yung previous previous post ko...</title><content type='html'>na ayoko mag ka boyfriend.. sorry.. nag salita kaagad ako ng patapos..&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko lang mapigilan eh,.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck guys.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-278999776471697161?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/278999776471697161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=278999776471697161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/278999776471697161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/278999776471697161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/02/babawiin-ko-lang-yung-previous-previous.html' title='babawiin ko lang yung previous previous post ko...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-9134083333643537104</id><published>2009-02-11T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:09:59.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not inspired anymore...</title><content type='html'>kasi inlove na ko.. ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;i know right?&lt;br /&gt;hayaan nio na.. 1 year na din naman akong single lady.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;so yun... saya lang... aweeee^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first yoko lang talaga.. sakit lang sa ulo magka boyfriend ulet..&lt;br /&gt;eh, anong magagawa ko eh natamaan ako.. mushy right?haha!&lt;br /&gt;nag hahanap din naman kasi ako ng care... mag lalambing.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;kea yun... another risk to take? yeah i know.. bahala na.. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;i'll handle it with care na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who's this guy? someone... someone... someone you'll going to see&lt;br /&gt;soon... wehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko nga dapat eh.. as in nung day lang talaga na naging kami like i&lt;br /&gt;was so confused and parang nag iisip na ko na bawiin.. kasi nga&lt;br /&gt;niisip ko mas gusto ko maging single..&lt;br /&gt;kaso habang tumatagal, he's giving me a reason to love him more and more..&lt;br /&gt;haiizzz...  wala na.. ehhehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana lang.. sana lang di ako masaktan.. :( ayoko na kasi ng ganun eh..&lt;br /&gt;hayyy.. yoko ng isipin... basta ako nagmamahal ngayon. tapos...&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the best girl for her.. basta magawa ko yung part ko.. tapos..&lt;br /&gt;no blame... ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish us all the best.. hehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-9134083333643537104?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/9134083333643537104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=9134083333643537104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/9134083333643537104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/9134083333643537104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-inspired-anymore.html' title='not inspired anymore...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-6862596125798251845</id><published>2009-02-02T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:43:14.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspired....</title><content type='html'>inspired ako ngayon.. weeeeeeee..... ^___^&lt;br /&gt;la lang... masarap lang feeling ng may inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;pero gang dun lang.. wehehe!&lt;br /&gt;kxe di nakakaantok mag trabaho pag may inspritation..&lt;br /&gt;lalong nakakagana.. lalo na pag katabi mo inspiration mo.. wahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! saya ko lang.. hahhhaha!&lt;br /&gt;adik gracie!adik! ahhahha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-6862596125798251845?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/6862596125798251845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=6862596125798251845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6862596125798251845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6862596125798251845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspired.html' title='inspired....'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-6922086892925304043</id><published>2009-01-27T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:36:43.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>etc...</title><content type='html'>*emo daw ako... sabi nila.. kasi nag videoke kami.pang emo daw kinakanta ko.. sori aman...hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*almost 1 year na ko single! hahaha! achievement iyon.. hahaha! biruin mo? natiis ko.. hahahah! masakit lang talaga sa ulo magkaron ng boyfriend.. nakakapagod magisip..haha! almost 1year na ngang walang boyfriend..pero 2 years nako malungkot.. :( kung bakit 2 yearS? wak nang tanungin... hehe! pero ayoko muna talaga mag ka boyfriend...bawal pako mainlab sabi ni nanay leah.. haha! tska ayoko pa talaga... concentrate na muna ko sa work.. tama na yun ilang beses na ko nasaktan tska nag paka tanga.. saka na lang muna pag ready to fit na.. heheh! ayoko muna rin maging emotionally attached sa isang lalaki.. friends lang. period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa dami ng napagdaanan ko, umayaw na ko ngayon.. haha! naloko na ko.. nangloko na rin ako.. kaya nga kinakarma na ko ngyaon eh... tska masarap maging single... wooohhhoooo!!! unless... dumating si dream guy... hahhaha! kung sino yung dream guy? di ko din alam.. hhhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i want someone who could make me laugh at all times.. pero, nasa lugar.. gusto ko rin ng taong, mamahalin ako at my worst... oo marami akong worst...pero sana matanggap nia ko.. gusto ko ng taong, maiintindihan nia na hindi ako kumpleto, may kulang sakin.. maraming kulang sakin.. :P&lt;br /&gt;i want somebody to share my faith with God... that we could sing together for God's glory..and we'll both share God's faithfulness to everyone... gusto ko ng taong masasabayan ako sa pagkanta... siya tutugtog, ako kakanta.. wehehe! hindi yung ako kakanta siya sasayaw.. ayoko nun.. hahaha! i want someone na walang bisyo kung maaari.. hahaha! meron pa kaya nun? sana... gusto ko simple lang.. ayoko mayabang... ayoko maporma.. ayokong babaero! hahaha! ayoko din lalo ng manloloko... gusto faithful.. hahaha! pag dumating na yan sa buhay ko, hinding hindi ko siya pakakawalan. hahahah! marami ako gusto.. pero anong gagawin ko sa mga gusto ko kung iba naman gusto ni Lord sakin.. weheheh! hihintayin ko na lang yung taong God's will para sakin... diba? ehehhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ang sarap ng buhay ng 2days ang restday noh? hahaha! itong january puro kami 6days.. 1day lang restday namin.. kulang pa pang gala.. hahah!ngayon binigyan ako ng extra 1day na dayoff.. hahah!ansarap matulog at magpahinga.. hahahha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-6922086892925304043?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/6922086892925304043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=6922086892925304043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6922086892925304043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6922086892925304043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2009/01/etc.html' title='etc...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-2208348312535060938</id><published>2008-12-21T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:13:05.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days to go...</title><content type='html'>christmas season is here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero di ko naramdaman na pasko na pala.&lt;br /&gt;like, sa sobrang bilis ng araw at takbo ng oras,&lt;br /&gt;parang di ko na alam na pasko na pala.&lt;br /&gt;maya maya magugulat na lang ako na birthday ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mix emotion ang yuletide season ko ngayong year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, masaya... kasi sympre may work ako.&lt;br /&gt;may ham naman at bonus galing sa eperformax... hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, nagulat.. christmas na pala? di ko namalayan.&lt;br /&gt;promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd, nanghinayang na may kasamang lungkot...&lt;br /&gt;kasi ba naman.. may pasok ako sa mismong araw ng pasko.&lt;br /&gt;kakahinayang. may get together pa naman&lt;br /&gt;ang family namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th, nakakalungkot.. nasabi ko na..&lt;br /&gt;di ko makakasama family ko. 1st time ko mahihiwalay&lt;br /&gt;sa kanila sa christmas at new year..&lt;br /&gt;kakalungkot din kasi walang love life..&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang yun.. dami namang friends&lt;br /&gt;na nagmamahal sakin.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish ko for christmas?&lt;br /&gt;world peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;totoo... ayoko na ng gulo..&lt;br /&gt;nakakasakit sa ulo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tska sana wala ng tax ang sweldo namin&lt;br /&gt;para mas lalong masaya! hahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good health for my family tska sakin..&lt;br /&gt;kasi yun naman talaga mahalaga eh.&lt;br /&gt;di naman importante ang mga materyal na bagay.&lt;br /&gt;kasi mabibili nman yun.&lt;br /&gt;yung kalusugan, pag mamahal at kung ano pa,&lt;br /&gt;hindi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana masaya tayo lahat sa pasko noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays everyone!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-2208348312535060938?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/2208348312535060938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=2208348312535060938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2208348312535060938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2208348312535060938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-days-to-go.html' title='3 days to go...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-8451808022535644602</id><published>2008-12-02T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:42:29.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>product specification training for ALLTEL ACCOUNT is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ojt comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa pst sobrang dali lang ng lahat..&lt;br /&gt;easy go lucky lang kami...gawd!ang hirap ng ojt namen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day namin kala ko, classroom type pa rin..&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised when jacqui told us that we have to&lt;br /&gt;take calls from the customers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i was like.. "ahhhh????!!!!! whattt???!! are yoouuu..... sureee????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our expectation is way to far from what we did yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang salang...&lt;br /&gt;by partner..ako tska si jeff..&lt;br /&gt;ako muna nauna.. si jef nakikinig..&lt;br /&gt;kinakabahan ako..for real na to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong umiyak, na natatawa lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;kasi yung mga report na nabibigay ko mali mali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sympre 1st time ko.. hinahawakan ko lang si jef kxe sobrang&lt;br /&gt;kabado ako.. pero tulungan pa rin kami ni jef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung by individual na, akala ko kaya ko ng ihandle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun na nagsimula na ang mga na hahandle kong mga customer&lt;br /&gt;southeners... i can't understand their accent..&lt;br /&gt;but thank God, im giving them accurate listing and report..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are customers na minumura ako..&lt;br /&gt;napapaiyak ako sa bawat salita na bibitawan nila.&lt;br /&gt;kaya tinatransfer ko na sila agad sa SA..&lt;br /&gt;di ko makayanan eh.&lt;br /&gt;but still customer's delight is always there..&lt;br /&gt;pinapanatili ko pa rin yung pagiging delightful ko sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron din namang mababait at patient..&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa pag nag GGodbless pa sila sakin...&lt;br /&gt;parang nkakagaan na lang ng pakiramdam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day ko ngayon.. wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;sana makayanan ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont even surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeee!!! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to LYNDALE: Sana di ikaw maging customer ko..&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!nkakahiya kung ako maka sagot sa call mo baka sakali..&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-8451808022535644602?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/8451808022535644602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=8451808022535644602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/8451808022535644602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/8451808022535644602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/12/product-specification-training-for.html' title=''/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-1603265224748268546</id><published>2008-11-22T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:10:41.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I've hurt myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've missed you since you've been away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's so out of line to try to turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If only i could turn back the time since you walk away from me, i would say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; sorry for blaming you for everything i just couldn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But there's nothing i can do ... we had separate lives now... you have yours, i have mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4597387947049313549-1603265224748268546?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/1603265224748268546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=1603265224748268546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1603265224748268546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1603265224748268546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/11/hurt.html' title='hurt...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-6519942303758022248</id><published>2008-11-14T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:57:22.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally.... DIET is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tapos na nga diet pero papunta naman na ko sa next level..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. PST nako.. at least considered as employee na kami. heheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung malaman ko ang result ng examination kahapon, natuwa ako.&lt;br /&gt;kaso may halong lungkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaiyak ako nung nakita ko si chacha umiiyak..&lt;br /&gt;inexpect namin pasado na kaming dalawa..&lt;br /&gt;kaso... isa samin ang naiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa na nakakaiyak yung moment kahapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa kasi finally.. tapos na ang DIET..&lt;br /&gt;nakakaiyak kasi maiiwan namin yung mga kaibigan at pamilyang&lt;br /&gt;tinuring namin sa training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga namin kahapon, kung kelan close na close na kaming lahat...&lt;br /&gt;saka pa mag kakabawasan. sana lahat kami pinasa na lang para&lt;br /&gt;sama sama kami sa next level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang unang mammiss ko sympre si well..&lt;br /&gt;nalungkot ako di na namin siya mkakasabay.&lt;br /&gt;nalungkot din ako sa balitang di rin siya nkapasa.&lt;br /&gt;kung pwede ko nga lang ba baguhin result ng recording nia eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mammiss ko din sila mommy kitchie, ate jen saka si bunso.&lt;br /&gt;oo, minsan naaway ako ni bunso pero mammiss ko pa rin&lt;br /&gt;sila.. sympre pamilya na turingan namin dun.. mammiss ko tawa&lt;br /&gt;ni ate jen.. pati si mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mammiss ko sila cha cha, lawrence, erwin...&lt;br /&gt;sa sandaling panahon na nag ka bonding kami pinasaya din nila ako..&lt;br /&gt;sayang nga eh, kung kelan nag sama sama na kami lahat saka&lt;br /&gt;pa mag kakahiwalayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sympre mammiss ko din ang lola namin. si francis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati na rin ang buong trainees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalo na ang trainor namin..&lt;br /&gt;leah and roxy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat salamat talaga sa kanilang dalawa.. kasi sila yung nag silbing&lt;br /&gt;guide naminna matapos namin yung training na to.di ko sila&lt;br /&gt;mkakalimutan. lalo na ang tawa ang ngiti nilang dalawa..&lt;br /&gt;di lang sila basta basta nag tuturo, kundi pinangingiti at&lt;br /&gt;pinatatawa din kami nila. makulit nga kasi batch namin pati trainor. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nkakatatak na sa puso ko ang mga experience na to.&lt;br /&gt;pati na ang mga taong minsan kong nakasama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko na.. i dont want to say hi.. coz i dont want to say GOODBYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di pa goodbye to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magkikita kita pa rin kami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihintayin namin kayo...&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/4597387947049313549-6519942303758022248?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/6519942303758022248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=6519942303758022248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6519942303758022248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6519942303758022248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-1853240900695929944</id><published>2008-11-13T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:00:31.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i were a boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;if i were a boy and if i have a girlfriend, just like what jhoanna says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" i will be opposite from my ex-boyfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy, i will be loyal to her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll be faithful and i will just stick with her forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wont do anything that will hurt her... i'll try my best to be perfect in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy, i will always say "I LOVE YOU" everyday...&lt;br /&gt;i wont miss a moment saying how i love her that much.&lt;br /&gt;i'll give her assurance that i won't leave her and i will mean what i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy, i will let her dreams come true and support her all through out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy, i will always cheer her up. i dont want to see her frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy i will be open minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy, just like the line of that song goes... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;if i were a boy i'll listen to her, coz i know how it hurts..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i listen to her words, explanations and problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'll lend her my arms so she could lean on me, wipe her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tears and hug her tight. i wont make complicated things more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;complicated to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;instead i will let her feel that i'll always be with her through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;good times and in bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy, i will take care of her,love her unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and wont break her heart.&lt;br /&gt;coz i know how she would feel when she doesn't feel that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;don't love her. i'll give her the assurance that i am here... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i will always be here for her and will always love her till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy, i will cherish our relationship and i wont break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what we started. i promise to treasure the love we had for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;each other. i will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hold on to our promises and never fail to forget every words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;we say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;if i were a boy, i will be the best man for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-1853240900695929944?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/1853240900695929944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=1853240900695929944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1853240900695929944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1853240900695929944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-were-boy.html' title='if i were a boy...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-1174254505864378787</id><published>2008-11-10T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:15:20.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>innocent mind...</title><content type='html'>inocente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inocente ako sa mga kaganapan ngayon sa mundo. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una... di ko alam na nag roll back na pala ang gasolina..&lt;br /&gt;pati pamasahe.. from 8.50 naging 8 na lang ang pamasahe..&lt;br /&gt;kaya palaging 9 pa rin binabayad ko. kaya pala sinusuli ng driver&lt;br /&gt;yung piso.. akala ko wala lang siyang panukling 50 centavos.. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangalawa't huli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanalo pala ang miss philippines sa miss earth 2008..&lt;br /&gt;galing ah..&lt;br /&gt;she deserves it.. maganda na matalino pa..&lt;br /&gt;finally.. nakuha din ng pilipinas ng korona..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hekhekhek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang,... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-1174254505864378787?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/1174254505864378787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=1174254505864378787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1174254505864378787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1174254505864378787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/11/innocent-mind.html' title='innocent mind...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-2501246899965804055</id><published>2008-11-06T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:27:31.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts... thoughts... thoughts...</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since my last post here.. almost a month na yata..&lt;br /&gt;sa mga araw na hindi ko pag post dito madaming nangyari na hindi ko makwento..&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko makwento kasi walang kwenta.. heheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november 7 ngayon.. biyernes..&lt;br /&gt;certification namin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ako makakapasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;himala na lang kung ma ccertify ako..&lt;br /&gt;its a BIG MIRACLE.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;madami akong na missed sa exams eh..&lt;br /&gt;nag hang kasi yung station ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naman kasing US CITIES and STATES yan.. nkakalito..&lt;br /&gt;pero sige lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babawi ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maraming tumatakbong mga palaisipan sa isip ko..&lt;br /&gt;makata?tagalog na tagalog yata.. ehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past 3 weeks somehow naging masaya ako..&lt;br /&gt;masaya dahil sa ginagawa ko ngayon, nka pasok ako sa eperformax,&lt;br /&gt;marami akong nakilalang bagong kaibigan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sa 3 weeks na yun merong kalungkutan din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sympre di miiwasan yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag may kasama ko masaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero pag nag iisa malungkot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malungkot kasi minsan nkakabagot mag isa..&lt;br /&gt;maraming pumapasok sa isip ko..&lt;br /&gt;tulad ng pagka miss ko sa mga kaibigan ko sa bacolod,&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing moments ng past..&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia sa mga moments namin ng isang taong naging mahalaga sa buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuloy napaisip ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa buhay di lang para puro saya..&lt;br /&gt;meron ding lungkot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana puro nga saya na lang.&lt;br /&gt;ayoko maging malungkot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko yung sinabi ni kei ng extempo namin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sometimes,i dont want to say HI coz i dont want to say GOODBYE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of my friends before...we dont literally say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;pero parang ganun na rin..&lt;br /&gt;alangan naman hi hello's pa rin ngayon eh malayo na kami sa isa't isa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasa bacolod sila.. andito ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiiyak ako ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namiss ko bonding namin..&lt;br /&gt;namiss ko yung buhay sa probinsya..&lt;br /&gt;namiss ko school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahirap mag sakripisyo sa isang bagay...&lt;br /&gt;lalo na kung ang isasakripisyo mo eh yung sarili mong kaligayahan para sa mga mahal mo sa buhay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay.. ganun buhay eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan masaya..minsan magulo minsan nakakaiyak, minsan nakakalungkot..&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag kaharap ko ang mga tao, lagi akong nakangiti..&lt;br /&gt;makikita nila akong tumatawa, madaldal, makulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sa likod ng mga ngiting yun nkatago ang kalungkutan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap! i'm a great pretender..&lt;br /&gt;hindi halata sa mga ngiti ko na may tinatago akong kalungkutan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko lang ipakita sa mga taong masaya ako.. kahit minsan malungkot ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo,minsan plastic ako..&lt;br /&gt;plastic kasi pinipilit kong maging masaya kahit na minsan hindi..&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masyadon emo entry ko ngaun ah..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saka naman. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-2501246899965804055?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/2501246899965804055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=2501246899965804055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2501246899965804055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2501246899965804055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-thoughts-thoughts.html' title='thoughts... thoughts... thoughts...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-1651410966080575717</id><published>2008-10-06T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:49:20.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" class="entry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Missed Those Times…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;times we used to be together…&lt;br /&gt;times we used to laugh together…&lt;br /&gt;times we used to eat together…&lt;br /&gt;time we used to talk together…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guess it’s not worth for you that we would be together…&lt;br /&gt;guess there’s someone else who you laugh with together…&lt;br /&gt;guess there’s no room for me to eat with you together…&lt;br /&gt;guess there’s no time for you and I to talk together…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, just wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be here..when everything else is gone…&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be here..when everyone else is gone…&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be here..when you need a hand…&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be here..when you need a shoulder to cry on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wont force myself to stick up to wherever you go, to whatever you plan to go to,&lt;br /&gt;instead, i’ll be right here, here, in the same spot where we left off… Waiting for you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****CAN YOU READ BETWEEN THE LINES?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-1651410966080575717?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/1651410966080575717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=1651410966080575717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1651410966080575717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/1651410966080575717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/10/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-2253747507458000825</id><published>2008-10-05T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T05:10:09.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled post...</title><content type='html'>my mom wake me up as early as 5am. nkaka bad trip. inaantok pa nga ako eh.. kaya natulog muna ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't notice nung nagising ako 8:30 na pala..nag madali ako maligo at nag prepare ng sarili ko for the worship service.. i went to church a exactly 9:30.. naku! buti na lang di pa nagsisimula.. (kala mo naman kung gano ka layo yung simbahan) nung dumating na ang iba, nag start na rin. sa praise and worship singing, mejo pumapalpak ang sound system... tinotopak... buti na lang.. dalawa ang amplifier.. ung isang mic binigay na dun sa leader.. kaso ako ang wala... crappy yung mic ko... may part pa naman ako mag solo dun. pero ok lang nilaksan ko na lang yung boses ko para support dun sa leader namin. later on, lumapit si ate beng.. she fix my mic.. maya2 gumana.. pero ang lakas ng echo...pag ginalaw naman ulit mag cchappy na naman yung sound...but thank God, natapos yung praise and worhsip na spirit filled ang mga tao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natapos ang worship service na may saya sa mukha ng mga tao.. ewan bakit.. insipired siguro.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we took our lunch at our house with my mom and tita carol, i cooked carbonara... birthday kasi ni ate nhorie kaya nag handa kami for her.. charaaap charaappp nung nailuto ko..(tikal burit). maya maya nahiga kaming tatlo sa kama... pagod eh.. nung paiglip na kami dumating na mga bata sa church... sa likod lang kasi ng church yung bahay namin.ang gugulo nila.. kaya ayun.. pinuntahan namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maya maya dumating na ate ko.. si ate gigi...nag share ng problema samin and my dad gaver her and advice.. her husband came.. kaya napahinto yung teary moment niya kasi siya nga yung pinag uusapan.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nun, natapos na rin ang sunday school ng mga kids.. kainan na sila.. kainan na din kami ng niluto kong carbonara tska yung dala ni ate nhorie na pansit. sarap kain.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung males na mga kids, jamming jamming kami dun nila momy, tita carol, ate beng, dad, kuya james and my sis ate gigi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya james played the electric guitar, while im singing.. ganda.. galing... tuwang tuwa si ate gigi.proud na proud naman siya sa asawa niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nun..kwentuhan ulit... tawanan and maya maya pray na kami.. kasi alis na yng mag asawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag alis nilang lahat natahimik na ang mundo.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumasok ako sa bahay.. natulog.. naiglep.. at ngayon gising at nag ppost ng entry dito.. heheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige... till here lang muna... hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-2253747507458000825?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/2253747507458000825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=2253747507458000825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2253747507458000825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/2253747507458000825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/10/untitled-post.html' title='untitled post...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-4818030973638406312</id><published>2008-10-03T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:01:01.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ang pag babalik... hahhaha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darn! at last! nkapost din. medyo tinamad kasi ako mag post lately..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well anyways, nothing much really happened this day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i woke up with a smile coz our baby alex wake me up with a kiss.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang kyuuuut.... hehehehe! (hey! its not my own baby...) then, i played with her khit antok pa. gustong gusto nia na mag salita.kakatuwa. hehehe! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she calls me "ATE BI" coz she can't pronounce the whole "ATE BETHANY" hhehehe.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's always calling my puppy " DASCHI" kahit na patay na yun. hhuhuhu! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok... after that.. my mom told me to eat my breakfast na.pero wala akong gana. after ko maligo, pinuntahan ko ulit si baby alex... fresh na fresh nakikipag laro sa bata..heheheh! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nawala sa isip ko may pupuntahan pala ako... im searching for my fone. nawala kasi.. hanap ako ng hanap nasa ilalim lang pala ng bed ko.. what a ktangahan. ehhehe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was supposed to text friend na dj ng gma.. cuz he sked me last day to go out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaso di nako nakapag text kasi tinamad ako. pero tuloy pa rin kami.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, since wala ako mgawa pa... nahiga na lang ako.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;katatapos lang maluto yung food for lunch. kumain ako pero ang konti lang.siguro mga 3 kutsara lang subo ko.. i dunno.. but i guess am loosing my appetite for almost 2weeks na.. hmm.. ganda nga eh.para pumayat na ko ulit...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i turned on the radio at nakinig ako ng barangay ls.. la lang.. hehe! then..naalala ko ulit na may pupuntahan pala ako. yun.. tinext ko na ung friend ko na dj.kung tuloy nga ba...i thought 4pm kami magkikita kea nagmadali ako.kako bka mag hintay pa siya ng matagal or whatever..buti na lang nag reply siya kaagad na kung pwede 6pm na lang daw. so, ayun.. tambay muna sa bahay... tambay.. tambay.. tambay... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i went to trinoma. nakipag met ako sa pinsan ko.. pati na rin sa friend ko.. sandali lang kami nag kasama nun. kumain siya. uminom ako red tea. usap usap... yun lang. msakit ulo ko that time. siguro dahil din sa mata. tumataas na rin ulo ko.kaya nga nanibago ako sa sarili ko..antahimik ko.. kasi masakit lang talaga ulo ko. pauwi, i was supposed to take a bus. kaso siksikan.. i really hate sumiksik sa mga sasakyan.. kea i take taxi pauwi.. pag dating ko sa bahay, my mom asked me.. "WALA KA PSALUBONG?" i told her.. "WALA! WALA KA NAMAN SINABI... HEHEHEHE".. tapos ayun.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yun lang... yun na... hahahah! yun ang mga kaganapan kagabi... heheheh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i missed posting here!! weeeeeeeeee! ^___________^&lt;/strong&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/4597387947049313549-4818030973638406312?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/4818030973638406312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=4818030973638406312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4818030973638406312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4818030973638406312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/10/ang-pag-babalik-hahhaha.html' title='ang pag babalik... hahhaha!'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-7783947427249025879</id><published>2008-09-26T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:32:20.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ateneo blue eagles triumph</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="entry-header"&gt;MANILA, Philippines – The names of a handful of Ateneo players were being called one after the other to receive individual awards just minutes before game time Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours  later, the Eagles were being called for a trophy as one team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ateneo survived a determined La Salle team to win 62-51 and clinch the men’s basketball championship of the University Athletic Association of the Philippines at the Araneta Coliseum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eagles looked to breeze through Game Two after taking a 41-26 halftime lead before La Salle, behind the hot sniping of fifth-year guard JV Casio, made it 50-47 going into the final quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But stingy defense in the fourth, the trademark of this Ateneo team that lost only once in 16 games this season, helped the Eagles dethrone the defending champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Ateneo's fourth UAAP championship, second in the decade after winning in 2002 and first under four-year coach Norman Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Coach Norman only had one advice for us through the course of the season," Ateneo point-guard Jai Reyes said. “Forget about everything, just play defense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2008 Eagles may go down as one of the most dominant teams in UAAP history, going 13-1 in the eliminations and routing University of the East in the semifinals before sweeping rival La Salle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including their two games in the elimination round, the Eagles went four-of-four versus the Archers during the season, the first time the Loyola Heights school shut out its archnemesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a testament to Ateneo’s over-the-top season, several Eagles took home significant individual awards including the Most Valuable Player honor to Rabeh al-Hussaini and the Rookie of the Year trophy to Ryan Buenafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagles forward Nonoy Baclao, adjudged the tournament's Best  Defensive Player earlier, won the UAAP Finals MVP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who would’ve thought we’d be in this situation," al-Hussaini, who played only two minutes in the first half because of early foul trouble, gushed. “In the first half, I wasn’t able to help my team but when I returned I just wanted to do whatever I could to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s just been an overwhelming experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veteran shooting guard Chris Tiu, who returned for one more season—his last—in the hopes of winning a title, led the way for the Eagles with 16 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The  character of this team has been unbelievable. It’s what makes this team so  special," Tiu said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everybody just stepped up when they needed to and  that’s what got us here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when his team needed a spark from its team  captain, Tiu gladly stepped into the limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His two free throws, a three-pointer, and a runner helped the Eagles extend a 20-17 lead to a 27-17 bubble at the 7:53 mark of the second quarter, the first time the lead breached the 10-point barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Tiu scored on a drive, part of an 8-0 run  that shot the Eagles in front 41-26 at halftime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the defending  champions wouldn’t go down without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casio, La Salle’s own veteran two-guard, buried five of his three-pointers in the third quarter to spark the Archers’ 21-9 counterattack and cut down the deficit to 50-47 at the end of the period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any semblance of a fight, however, was snuffed out of La Salle after Casio fouled out of the game at the 3:48 mark of the fourth quarter with the score pegged at 55-49 in favor of Ateneo but the game still within reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casio finished with 21 points, 18 of them coming from three-point  territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Salle already suffered a significant blow when Rico Maierhofer, the Archers’ only legitimate center, was ejected from the game after he incurred a second technical foul at the 1:31 mark of the third. &lt;b&gt;–  GMANews.TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://www.gmanews.tv/story/122932/%28UAAP-Update%29-Ateneo-wins-UAAP-championship"&gt;www.gmanews.tv/story/122932/(UAAP-Update)&lt;wbr&gt;-Ateneo-wins-UAAP-championship&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.49/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -1128px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.49/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my dear las&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alle... natalo.. :(  ok lang yun.. babawi kami!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to both lasalle and ateneo.. they did their best... galing ng ateneo... pero mas magaling parin para sa aming lasalista ang sariling amin.. hekhekhek! babawi kami next year.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yan mare.. ito ulit post ko.. hehehehe! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-7783947427249025879?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/7783947427249025879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=7783947427249025879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/7783947427249025879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/7783947427249025879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/09/ateneo-blue-eagles-triumph.html' title='ateneo blue eagles triumph'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-4611919897469579529</id><published>2008-08-09T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T03:45:42.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts #4: MY NEWLY FOUND FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/blueangel02400/kyut.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;mga abnormal kong kaibigan.. hekhek! ilang months pa lang kami magkakakilala ang kukulit na namin,.. hekhek! its hannie at the left, ate gigi ung nasa middle and me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 423px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="391" src="http://photos-284.friendster.com/e1/photos/48/23/50033284/1_258277078l.jpg" width="503" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yan naman during our surprise party kay kevin... he turned 18 last june 28.. ansaya.. kyut nang cake oh.. hahah! talk and text pa sponsor ng baloons.. hakhak!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 448px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="390" src="http://photos-284.friendster.com/e1/photos/48/23/50033284/1_459665725l.jpg" width="483" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from Left si AJ, Kathleen, Kevin ate gigi, me and janine... haha! katatapos lg ng worship service.. kaya ayan nag posing kagad... haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-4611919897469579529?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/4611919897469579529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=4611919897469579529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4611919897469579529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/4611919897469579529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-thoughts-4-my-newly-found-friends.html' title='My thoughts #4: MY NEWLY FOUND FRIENDS'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-8238147599552095743</id><published>2008-08-09T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T02:24:08.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts # 3: ABOUT MY STATUS AND MY SHOUTOUT IN FRIENDSTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;ah.. ah! im not yet taken! hey! hey! i'm still single! hahaha! nilagay ko lang na in a relationship ako. feel ko lang.. hehehe! and about my shoutout? it was just nothing... kumakanta ako kasi nung adonai.. and then naisipan ko lang yun.. &lt;em&gt;Oh, I love you more than i can say..&lt;/em&gt; Haha! kanta yun.. lyrics lang ng kanta.. La naman talaga akong someone ngayon. I still dont find myself committing in a relationship. Nakakatamad pa magmahal.. haha! Iiwan lang nila ko. hmf! nakaka enjoy pa maging single, mag serve kay God, tska maging isang full time maid sa bahay namin. hahahha! KAya sa mga tita at tito ko... DONT WORRY! nagpapakabait ako.. heheheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-8238147599552095743?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/8238147599552095743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=8238147599552095743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/8238147599552095743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/8238147599552095743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-thoughts-3-about-my-status-and-my.html' title='My thoughts # 3: ABOUT MY STATUS AND MY SHOUTOUT IN FRIENDSTER'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-551158915637183821</id><published>2008-08-05T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:02:53.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts #2: missing moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SJkYFVArTfI/AAAAAAAAABE/vwrog-aj6Xc/s1600-h/1_691500964l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SJkYFVArTfI/AAAAAAAAABE/vwrog-aj6Xc/s320/1_691500964l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231238921985936882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I miss my bestfriend... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;sobrang miss ko na siya talaga... missed the times na nagkukulitan kami tsaka walang magawa kundi mag tawanan lang.. huhuhu! we've been through ups and downs... yet, we never tried to broke the bond of friendship in us. I admit, i've never been a "perfect" friend for her. Madami akong pagkukulang sa kanya. But, despite of my weaknesses, she's always there for me to pull me up especially during the times that i felt so down. I could still remember her words&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;"I can't give you any words or advices just to ease you up. But i could always make you smile for you to feel better."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kilalang kilala niya na ko from the tip of my hair down to my ingrown (dats according to her..haha!) Kaya nga pagkailangan ko ng kausap tska hihingan ko ng advices siya lang tinitext ko.kaso minsan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WALANG LOAD!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haha! Dumating ako sa point na iniwan ko sila, yun bang i never go out with them, di man lang ako sumasama sa kanila everytime mag bbonding sila, minsan di ko sila napapansin, kasi those were the times that my full attention was with my "ex". Pero nung nagkahiwalay kami, hindi pa rin nila ako pinabayaan. Infact their full understanding was in me. They help me to recover and move on with my life. Lalo na bestfriend ko. Oo, minsan parang di seryoso kausap. Pano ba naman puro &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;katopakan"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ang alam. Pero pag seryosohan, di na namin iniintindi paligid namin. Minsan di namin alam ginagabi na pala kami, di kaya late na kami sa next subject namin. She didn't help me through her words and advices, but she gave me her time to listen. Pinapatawa niya na lang ako afterwards. She didn't want me to be sad... Hanggang sa nagmahal ako ulet. She never judged me o naging masama tingen nia sakin or what. Pero naintindhan niya pa rin ako. Sabi niya pa nga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Basta mahal mo, mamahalin ko na rin. Syempre kaibigan kita. Basta wag ka lang niya saktan."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That time i made a promise to her... Na hinding hindi ko siya iiwan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at di ko na siya itutulak sa mga trash can!hahahha!).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nag promise naman din yung guy na naging boyfriend ko na hindi kami hihiwalay sa kanya. Ayoko siya pabayaan katulad ng nagawa ko nun. Everytime may pupuntahan kami ng bf ko nun kasama siya. Mas masaya kasi kung kasama ko ang mga mahal ko. Parang mag babarkada lang kami lahat. Naging maganda ang flow ng pagsasamahan namin ng bf ko nun at ng barkada ko. Pero dumating naman sa panahon na kailangan kong pumunta ng cebu. I need to sacrifice everything just for the sake of submission to my parents (it was not because they found out that i had a bf). We had to move out from bacolod to cebu coz we are starting another ministry there. Kung baga go in to all parts of the world and preach the gospel. At first di pa nila ako maintindihan. Pero, as i explained to them why i need to go, they supported me with my decisions. Madaming nangyari simula ng umalis ako. As time goes by, naging complicated na mga bagay samin ng barkada ko, bestfriend ko at ng bf ko. Hiniwalayan ako ng boyfriend ko. Kasabay ng pag tatampo ng bestfriend ko sakin dahil hindi ako nakadalo sa debut niya. Alam ko sumama loob niya. Sinabi niya rin naman sakin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"Ikaw pa na bestfriend ko ang wala sa special day ko"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Those are the words that stucked on my mind. It was like i felt so unease with myself na bestfriend ko di ko napuntahan sa special day niya. Yun kasi yung day na kailangan ako ng daddy ko kasi nag kasakit siya. Gustohin ko man makapunta at makauwi sa bacolod for my bestfriend, hindi rin pwede dahil kailangan ako ng daddy ko. I accompanied my dad to the hospital for an executive check up. He was diagnosed nothing but he has an anxiety. Kaya kailang kailangan kami niya. He was treated with a valum 10 just to ease him up. And thank God he recovered. Balik tayo sa bestfriend ko. Ayun... It was almost 2 months since we dont have any communications. No messages/comments in friendster, no texts, no calls. as if we dont really know each other. I went home to cadiz for the 2008 summer tutorial for i have to teach a computer class there. I texted her stating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Andito na ko sa cadiz."&lt;/span&gt;  For that day she didn't responce at all. Kinabukasan i received a text coming from her. saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Buti naman..."&lt;/span&gt; She didn't even say, punta ka dito or what. Pero sa text niya na yun, i felt better. Ang saya ko nung nag text siya. Lalo na nung birthday ko, hindi niya na isipang gumanti or what dahil sa nagawa ko sa kanya. Late man siya nag text, binati niya pa rin ako. It was stated on her message that though wala siya on my birthday her thoughts and mind was with me. Yung mga panahon na yun, kahit di ko siya nakikita, nasa puso ko pa rin siya. She is still entitled as my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ngayong nasa manila ako, hindi ako nag punta dito na may dalang kalungkutan. We're ok.. So much alright. Nag balik yung dati naming communication at bonding kahit long distance kami. Sira ulo pa rin siya gaya ng dati... Hehe! Siya pa rin hinihingan ko ng words and advices tungkol sa mystery guy na crush ko. hahaha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alam niya kung sino yun.. Bwahahahha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pero di niya pa nakikita in person. Sa pic lang. Bwahahahhaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mystery*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hindi niya man ako tawagin bilang bestfriend niya, pero sa akin siya pa rin ang nag iisang bestfriend ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 342px;" src="http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/2043/12179910757054av0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4597387947049313549-551158915637183821?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/551158915637183821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=551158915637183821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/551158915637183821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/551158915637183821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/08/missing-moments-hidlaw-hidlaw-chever.html' title='My Thoughts #2: missing moments...'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SJkYFVArTfI/AAAAAAAAABE/vwrog-aj6Xc/s72-c/1_691500964l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-452279623898022108</id><published>2008-08-05T04:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T04:15:37.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thought # 1:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a simple quote i got from my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Listen... But don't bother believe."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-452279623898022108?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/452279623898022108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=452279623898022108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/452279623898022108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/452279623898022108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-thought-1.html' title='My Thought # 1:'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-6855793471800265321</id><published>2008-08-04T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:28:10.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog site is still underconstruction!Sorry for inconvinience.. hehhehe!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597387947049313549-6855793471800265321?l=gracie02400.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/feeds/6855793471800265321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597387947049313549&amp;postID=6855793471800265321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6855793471800265321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597387947049313549/posts/default/6855793471800265321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracie02400.blogspot.com/2008/08/announcement.html' title='announcement'/><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10168762694551978257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/TR8NykVMQYI/AAAAAAAAADY/rsXnIf4rEDU/S220/150219_10150122790747564_663372563_7832615_2155181_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597387947049313549.post-5852550346334983345</id><published>2008-08-04T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:31:07.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SJfGSQBAP5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/wVetqq5mlto/s1600-h/1_572540507l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230867509053243282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W41QfTYzOMo/SJfGSQBAP5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/wVetqq5mlto/s400/1_572540507l.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ola.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me nombre bethany.. otros llama gracie o bethy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquí soy de comenzar un blog tan yo podría expresar mis emociones y mis pensamientos en mi mente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;¡Espere que usted lo quiere aquí.. disfruta de y tiene un bendijo día!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---can't understand? 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