<?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-11987124</id><updated>2011-12-01T12:08:34.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`S`C`R`I`P`T`L`E`S`S` sh0w!i!i</title><subtitle type='html'>{S}{O}{L}{I}{L}{O}{Q}{U}{Y}
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 &gt;your free to post your comments and suggestions, awkei =&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-115020386624288932</id><published>2006-06-13T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:42:39.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INDEPENDENCE day kung INDEPENDENCE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Ok, what I’m going to write here were the things happened yesterday at the start of the independence day, while I was at the other house and which were definitely unknown to my mom… I said “my mom” because, I tell her all my activities and the places I am going…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was midnight already and still I’m not yet at home…what a coincidence that while I was about to go home already, I received a text message from my mom telling me “umuwi k n, wala na sa oras yn! ayoko ng gnyan!” and I didn’t reply, because I’ll be going home na…but… I saw my aunt and her company, then suddenly my uncle asked me about my assignment on him…afterwards the other people followed asking questions to me. Whew! (pinapauwi na ko eh!!!) Until I decided to sit with them and that was the first time I tried to drink 1 glass of beer. Ahah! This beer pala was lighter than the alcohols I drank before! It was just like a softdrinks…so weird?!? I started drinking alcohol from hardest to lightest!!! Ok, my next try will be the San Mig Light!!! =p Anyways, that was the 2nd thing that my mom didn’t know, I drank a little that time. Oh by the way, the 1st one was she didn’t know that I was chatting with my aunt’s company and she didn’t know what we were talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By past 1am, the cousin of my aunt thought of eating a Tapsilog of Don Galo’s Best, so she invited each one of us. There we decided to road off to Paranaque! That was the 3rd thing, my mom didn’t know that by that time I still went out and worst we ate at Paranaque!!!!! When we arrived there at the Maty’s, it was full of guys! And the 4 of us were the only girls there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to my uncle’s house at around 3am, and still we didn’t sleep, I still had a one-on-one conversation with my uncle, then when we went up to their room, we still watch T.V. then chat for a while. Until it was nearly 4am that I decided to sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late, and there I finally went home, and as my mom sees me, she had this joke asking who I am, Does anyone in the house knew me, What am I doing inside here, and like that… heheheheh!!! Then she told me, “ano ba yan pinapauwi ka na kagabi, lalo ka pang hindi umuwi!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;U&gt;-s-t-a-t-u-s-: waiting for the blogger to upload my images^^**^^slightly hungry, so Im going to eat a bread…hehe…&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-115020386624288932?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/115020386624288932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=115020386624288932&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/115020386624288932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/115020386624288932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2006/06/independence-day-kung-independence.html' title='INDEPENDENCE day kung INDEPENDENCE!!!!'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-115002257948113173</id><published>2006-06-11T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:53:08.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^S^u^m^m^e^r^ ^B^a^k^a^s^y^o^n^ here we go^^^</title><content type='html'>weeks before the finals, we already had a lot of outing plans and here's how we scheduled it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;May 30 -&gt; after the final examination in the morning, some of my room mates and i went to divi to buy some things we needed on our outing the next day... there we arrived at dorm late, so we didnt have a dinner..too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;May 31 -&gt; room 208 outing at Club Manila East / Manila East club Golf Course (MEG) at Taytay Rizal. biruin mo yun, nagcommute lang kami papunta dun! the place was really great! it has 4 large pools which includes 1 big kiddie pool with mini slide and fountains, 1 big adult pool with 1 long high twisted slide and 1 great waterfalls, 1 covered adult pool with pool basketball, 1 lake miniature used for kayaking and biking!!! then when we ate dinner at their cafeteria,we found out that a lot of events and shooting already happened there (Ms. Earth Pagaent, Ms. Universe, Bubble Gang, Love to Love, and other more, i forgot na kung ano ung iba pa, basta marami na pumunta dun na stars) Also in this place, bathing suit is a must! any cotton clothing is not allowed, and bringing food inside is also not allowed. Our arrival at the dorm was kinda in a VIP effect! haha! it was already past 9pm, and ate elsa and ate aneen were still at the malvar gate, waiting for us! haha! its because we asked permission to sister isabel, so they need to wait us! sorry! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;June 01 -&gt;  Sakuting Dancers outing in Makati, i mean some of my classmates and i who danced the Sakuting last Folkdance Competition during the Univ.Week, celebrated our success on winning 2nd place with a pocket money of P1500 only. We went to Market Market and watched a movie, then Lorraine who is also celebrating her bday, treated us in Trellis, wherein we saw Claudine, Raymart, and the rest of the family there. Actually, we did not enj0yed that much because we still have P540 left and we dont know where will we spend it. Then we already went to the house of Lorraine upto past 7pm, and there we decided to just divide the money. There we got P67 each. Again, we're late on the curfew of the dorm, but now, we have to sacrifice waiting outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;June 02 -&gt; time to go home at cavite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;June 03 -&gt; Lara's 18th bday celebration at their condo. at bicutan. actually it was a swimming party! yippeee!!! swimming again!! then we got stranded when we're about to left. what a great time to have bonding moment once again with some of my highschool friends and my x-classmates =). Finally after waiting for a taxi, we found a transpo, a tric, and would you believe that the 6 of us rode 1 tricycle!!! haha!!! then we rode a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;June 04 -&gt; sleep over in Muri's house. we watched first a movie "SHE'S THE MAN" then we woke up late, then watched again... refreshed at Jollibe and finally, went home already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;June 05 -&gt; went to school again, to enroll. Hmph! inindin ako ng mga tao, all day ako naghintay dun, tapos mga hindi pa pala mag-eenroll. Buti nlng nagkitaan kami ni girlfriend dun. actually, tpos n sya mgenrol nung nkita nya kme, tpos ayun, sinamahan nln nya ako the rest of the day!!! =) there, we ate lunch at chowking, tpos sya nmn ung sinamahan ko maghanap ng dorm., aun, its our last time na to be together kc hindi na kami classmates ='( ...awkei lang, aun, umuwi na rin ako mag-isa lang!!!! and slightly disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;June 06 -&gt; first day of my vacation here in home., home alone agad!! as in! unang gising ko, c dady palang ang paalis, nun pangalawang gising ko na, lahat na ng tao sa bahay wala na!!! aun nag all day laba nlng ako!!! ung mga ginamit kong bedsheet, pillowcase, blankets, and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;^&gt;June 07 -&gt; all day na naman ako naglaba!!! mga damit ni mommy, and pants ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;U&gt;-s-t-a-t-u-s-: starving for food, not yet eating for lunch...&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-115002257948113173?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/115002257948113173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=115002257948113173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/115002257948113173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/115002257948113173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-bakasyon-here-we-go.html' title='^S^u^m^m^e^r^ ^B^a^k^a^s^y^o^n^ here we go^^^'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-114995508072768272</id><published>2006-06-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:58:56.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonding time with my relatives</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;ok, i just went home rightnow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one summer vacation responsibility, checked!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels so good, nakabonding ko na ulit mga cousins ko na actually eh nasa kabilang kalsada lang...so they kept on asking me, "why only now?" and i dont know what to say, because its a lon story..haha!! hayyy... but i was slightly disappointed too, because after i arrive there, maybe 10-15 mins had past, i found out that they were leaving already in just few minutes... huhu... ='( ..good thing was, the relative of my aunt announced that she will be having a despedida party the next day!!! so my cousins and my one aunt, had no choice but to stay again and sleep there. Yippeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, we just had a moviemarathon! so happy! and we'll continue it tom! with movies OVER THE HEDGE and DR.DOOLITTLE 3, and other more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, I went there nearly 5pm, so we just had a few movies,&lt;br /&gt;1. I dont know the movie, and i don't care too, it was already 3/4 of the movie when i came&lt;br /&gt;2. UNDERWORLD EVOLUTION&lt;br /&gt;3. ......(i cant remember the title)...bsta kinda horror sya, kc monster na aso, pero ndi sya ganung horror ahh..&lt;br /&gt;4. CURIOUS GEORGE&lt;br /&gt;5. SHAGGY DOG--but i didnt watch it anymore, i had to go home na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, but before i went home, huhu, a little sermon from my 2 uncle and my aunt about relationships, asking me if i already have a boyfriend and about the "on" thing in school!!! my gosh!! sinabi ko lang na ayoko ng lalaki!!! at wala pa nga ako nagiging ka-on e! sermon in advance na!!!! huhu!! ate gayLe ko...sna nandito k nlng!!!!! ano b yan, buti k p, safe ka na out there kahit na 15 na ang naging ka-on mo!!!!!! andaya mo!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;color=red&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;-s-t-a-t-u-s-:  waiting for my aunt in ym ^^**^^ slightly watching the mutya ng pilipinas on t.v. ^^**^^ going to eat cadbury =) -&gt; and this is bad, its midnight already and still im going to eat sweets...oh no!! but i want it! i'L just eat a little.. ahehehe...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/color&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-114995508072768272?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/114995508072768272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=114995508072768272&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/114995508072768272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/114995508072768272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2006/06/bonding-time-with-my-relatives.html' title='bonding time with my relatives'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-114983723575495967</id><published>2006-06-09T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T15:13:55.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>case 100 : computer plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;what exactly am i going to do here in the net?!?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~net update~&lt;br /&gt; --open up all my mail messages&lt;br /&gt; --ym chat! esp with my tita and cousins&lt;br /&gt; --learn how to upload videos and images which is applicable to friendster and blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~friendster update~&lt;br /&gt; --discover how to embed movie pictures&lt;br /&gt; --search my friendships&lt;br /&gt; --make testimonials to my friends&lt;br /&gt; --try to create a new backgrounf with all my past studio pictures through adobe&lt;br /&gt; --update my pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~blogger update~&lt;br /&gt; --try to write regularly, atleast once a week&lt;br /&gt; --update pictures&lt;br /&gt; --bloghop! to my co-blogger friends&lt;br /&gt; --discover to embed music&lt;br /&gt; --search for new designs and accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~pc drive update~&lt;br /&gt; --manage my files in my own drive G&lt;br /&gt; --transfer all my 1st yr files to dvd-r&lt;br /&gt; --delete files and folders&lt;br /&gt; --import and export pictures at my phone-pc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-114983723575495967?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/114983723575495967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=114983723575495967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/114983723575495967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/114983723575495967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2006/06/case-100-computer-plans.html' title='case 100 : computer plans'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-114983319656720517</id><published>2006-06-09T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:06:36.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and im sorry</title><content type='html'>huhuhu...its been months since the last time i wrote here in my blog, too bad i didn't had a time to update this because of so many activities and commitments, add up the summer sem, in which sunday was my only free day. free day?!? i think that wasnt a free day too, i spent that day reading and studying...huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, summer sem was finally over, and i only have uhhhmmm (1,2,3,4,?!?!?) few days more before classes start again!!!!!!! argh! so sad... ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-114983319656720517?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/114983319656720517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=114983319656720517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/114983319656720517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/114983319656720517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-im-sorry.html' title='and im sorry'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113161495940041117</id><published>2005-11-10T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T17:29:20.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day of spending a useless day at school</title><content type='html'>ok, we just met our 1st prof. for the day by 30min. or less because he was required to attend the General Assembly of CAS. For our 2nd prof. he met us for 1 hour and few minutes. Then break time... the guard didn't allowed us to went out of school because there was a G.A. then some Nursing officers told us to attend the G.A. and we were so curious why we should attend that G.A. we don't belong to their college, and we would also had a G.A. after them by 2:30, as what was announced to us yesterday. Due to our hunger, we 4 decided to just register and flew away. We ate and chat for 2 hours until the G.A. ended. And we were informed of our classmates that there was still a Mass sponsored by the college of Nursing and a 2nd part of the G.A. by 1:30. Now, I decided to attend the G.A. and it lasted for three and half hours!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! We just hope we didn't came to school anymore. but the attendance forced us to go so!!! hate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113161495940041117?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113161495940041117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113161495940041117&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113161495940041117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113161495940041117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-day-of-spending-useless-day-at.html' title='another day of spending a useless day at school'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113161379479737885</id><published>2005-11-09T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T17:11:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>came to school just for nothing...to do!</title><content type='html'>haaaayyyyyy, this day seems to be a full of break time!!! We woke up early and came to school for our 1st subject at 7:30-9:00, then we just had a substitute prof. and met for 30 min. only. Our 2nd subject was 11:00, so we our break time was 8:00-11:00. Then when we came to our assigned room by 11:00, after 30 min. or more, we found out that our prof. was absent! so we took our lunch 11:30 at Robinson and just stroll around upto 3:00pm, after Robinson, we stayed at dorm for several min. reminiscing that by nearly 4:30 it was already our dismissal last sem. but now this 4:00 would just be the time for us to attend another subject! Then, we waited for our prof. and we were surprised that after 30 min. a lady prof. came in and said she would be our teacher, but in our class card and assessment it showed a guy professor. So a little twist! also the schedule! our lady prof have a little problem with our schedule and she wants to transfer it because she would still coming from San Beda, she have a class before us. After some talks and arrangement, she already dismissed us! maybe we just had an hour and minutes with her. So there, it looks like we came to school just to submit our class cards and talk for 30 minutes. To sum up, 2 hours and few minutes for our class the whole day, and 8 hours or more for spending break time!!! We just thought that we shouldn't anymore came to school if we only knew that those things would happen on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113161379479737885?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113161379479737885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113161379479737885&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113161379479737885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113161379479737885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/11/came-to-school-just-for-nothingto-do.html' title='came to school just for nothing...to do!'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113111945559674989</id><published>2005-10-29T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T17:10:46.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enrollment</title><content type='html'>This morning, me, my mom and dad went to SPUM to pay my enrollment and the dorm. Shocks! P36+ th per sem for the enrollment and P31,000 per sem for the dorm, a total of P120+ thousand for one year!!! ooops I forgot, we still have classes on summer, I don't know if it will be another payment again. Anyway, now that I'm already enrolled for the second sem. I got now my new schedule, and it's not acceptable for us students of BSN-1C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^tuesday^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social psych      7:30-9:00&lt;br /&gt;dancing           9:00-11:00&lt;br /&gt;philo of man     11:00-12:30&lt;br /&gt;english 2         4:00-5:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^wednesday^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intro to I.T.     7:30-9:00&lt;br /&gt;Rel Ed           11:00-12:30&lt;br /&gt;physics lec       4:00-6:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^thursday^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social psych      7:30-9:00&lt;br /&gt;ngsts110          9:00-11:30&lt;br /&gt;philo of man     11:00-12:30&lt;br /&gt;nstp-lts          1:00-4:00&lt;br /&gt;english 2         4:00-5:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^friday^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intro to I.T.     7:30-9:00&lt;br /&gt;rel ed           11:00-12:30&lt;br /&gt;physics lab       2:30-5:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^saturday^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngsts             9:30-11:30&lt;br /&gt;                  1:00-2:30&lt;br /&gt;envi science      2:30-5:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! every tuesday, we don't have a short break between those 3 courses!!! from 7:30-12:30!!! then a long break after that! what we'll we do at that break?!? The same with the wednesday schedule, we also have a more than 4 long hours of break!! one more thing the thursday schedule is quite questionable, the time between ngsts110 and philo of man, how can we have a class at 9:30-11:30 if we will have a class at 11:00?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the schedule was! I don't need long hours of break! 30 mins or 1 hour is already ok. What I need is early dismissal! because I will still have a practice in TSP by 6:00. I need to rest first before going there... I wish the schedule will still change and we can have some good arrangement with the professors. I wish it would be similar to our 1st sem's sched, because it was a bearable schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 consecutive scheduled mondays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study skills  8:00-2:00&lt;br /&gt;paulthenics   8:00-4:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^tuesdays and thursdays^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem lab     8:00-10:30&lt;br /&gt;chem lec    11:00-12:30&lt;br /&gt;fil 1        1:30-3:00&lt;br /&gt;english 1    3:00-4:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^wednesdays and fridays^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rel ed       7:30-9:00&lt;br /&gt;algeb        9:00-10:30&lt;br /&gt;gen psych   11:00-12:30&lt;br /&gt;logic        2:30-4:00&lt;br /&gt;***fridays 4:00-5:00 - violin class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;^^saturdays^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nstp-cwts    7:30-10:00&lt;br /&gt;gymnastics  11:00-1:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***mondays-saturdays = 6:00-8:30 TSP practices/workshops/meetings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it better than todays 2nd sem's schedule?!?&lt;br /&gt;so where the hell am i going to insert now my violin class???&lt;br /&gt;and now i'll be going home late at cavite!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113111945559674989?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113111945559674989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113111945559674989&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113111945559674989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113111945559674989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/enrollment.html' title='enrollment'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113060524734909320</id><published>2005-10-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T23:04:13.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wh0ah! Like an Amazing Race process eh?</title><content type='html'>So early in the morning I went to school to get all my 1st sem's classcards. I followed what was messaged to me in text and YM, which was 9-11am at the conference room. I arrieved there nearly 9 am then when I saw my classmates they asked me what subjects have I gotten already, and I was curious that at that time they already gotten several classcards!!! Everyone was busy, so I didn't asked anymore, me and Joyce came together to search and hunt for our professors. Up and down the stairs, back and forth to the conference room, went classroom to classroom. And we ended up almost 3pm and that was the only time I asked one of my classmate on what time this distribution started. She said she arrived so early and it started 8 am. Hmph! I wished I didn't followed that messaged, though I know 8:30 was the set time of our prof in chem and she was the earliest among all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here were the results of my 1st sem grades:&lt;br /&gt;MID TERM GRADES:&lt;br /&gt;~~highest to lowest~~&lt;br /&gt;&gt;GYMNASTICS&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;FAITH &amp; REV.O.T.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;PSYCHOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;CHEM LAB&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ALGEBRA&lt;br /&gt;&gt;NSTP-CWTS&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;LOGIC&lt;br /&gt;&gt;CHEM LEC&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;FILIPINO&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;S &amp; T SK ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL GRADES:&lt;br /&gt;~~highest to lowest~~&lt;br /&gt;&gt;GYMNASTICS&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ALGEBRA&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;FAITH &amp; REV.O.T.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;LOGIC&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;PSYCHOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;CHEM LEC&lt;br /&gt;&gt;NSTP-CWTS&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;S &amp; T SK ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&gt;CHEM LAB&lt;br /&gt;&gt;FILIPINO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whew! I'm so happy that all my grades were high despite of having many extra co-curricular activities. I wish I could still survive with lots of schedules!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113060524734909320?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113060524734909320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113060524734909320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113060524734909320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113060524734909320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/wh0ah-like-amazing-race-process-eh.html' title='wh0ah! Like an Amazing Race process eh?'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113110663667646836</id><published>2005-10-27T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:51:17.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes at SPCP</title><content type='html'>The changes at my alma mater really affected me. Sort of jealousy?! disappointment?! amazement?! mixed emotions!! I just want to burst out here my comments or violent reactions to those changes. Here are some of I think Advantages and Disadvantages of the changes happened in SPCP. I don't know if it's our batch's advantages and disadvantages or of our little sister's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++super strict and tight security of guards++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*school now is well protected and secured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anyone can't visit and enter the school w/o necessary purposes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++sheds inside the campus with built in benches++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more seats now aside from the floorground&lt;br /&gt;*no longer sunburns when watching a game during intrams&lt;br /&gt;*a good pathway during rainy season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smaller space for games&lt;br /&gt;*smaller quadrangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++uniformity of ID Laces' color++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we've collected the 4 ID laces' colors! weepeeee! the ID lace started when we were in 1st yr then ended after we graduated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvanteges==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hard to distinguish their level&lt;br /&gt;*uneasy to notice the indicator in their ID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++C.A.T.++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we didn't experienced those likely military routines and masculine movements/actions&lt;br /&gt;*Community Development was better than doing that C.A.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whether they like it or not, it is a prerequisite for them to participate on it&lt;br /&gt;*we didn't experienced the usuall training in highschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++new style of P.E. Jogging Pants++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we've collected and worn a comfortable nice looking  jogging pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*students now disobey the rules, they don't follow the color coding! they don't want to wear their new required p.e. pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++shiny white marbled floor at the highschool building++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*classroom looks brighter now&lt;br /&gt;*we've experienced the old ambiance of that building starting from wood windows, electricfans, old style blackboards, and the old maroon marbled floor being waxed twice or three x a week!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more effort on cleaning it especially when raining and the shoes are wet or muddy, because the dirt is now easy to notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++2 nipa huts at the grounds++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it's a better place to stay and rest for a while&lt;br /&gt;*better than the swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*took a part of the quadrangle's space&lt;br /&gt;*grounds look like having a smaller space&lt;br /&gt;*we didn't experience it's comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++renovated Guidance Office++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*great attraction&lt;br /&gt;*a good place/asset of the school for those who are getting an entrance exam or willing to enter the school&lt;br /&gt;*special rooms were now created inside it for certain cases, a good private rooms&lt;br /&gt;*more seats are available&lt;br /&gt;*larger space inside to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we didn't felt being interviewed in a new place&lt;br /&gt;*we've experienced the narrow space of the office before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;++++newly arranged garden/grotto near the libraries++++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Advantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*good attraction, very neat and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;==Disadvantages==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no more birds, where are they now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~before, we only had a so called "Luneta Park" now, they already have a "Tricyle Terminal" and a "Resort" wow! what an improvement!!! haha! ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113110663667646836?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113110663667646836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113110663667646836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113110663667646836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113110663667646836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/changes-at-spcp.html' title='changes at SPCP'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113059609118501087</id><published>2005-10-26T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T22:28:11.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture! picture! harhar!!! from "A visit from the past"</title><content type='html'>hehe! this were just my remembrance after I visited SPCP ... wehehehehehe.. I just love pictures ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior= scroll direction="up"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_1575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/200/IMG_1575.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_1554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/200/IMG_1554.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/200/IMG_1547.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_1545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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former classmate and busmate) and me went to spcp this afternoon to visit our alma mater =),friends, and busmates. Also, one of my purpose there, was to get my order in violin from my former classmate in violin. As we where getting closer to school, my heart started already to beat faster, I felt cold all over my body, can't resist to have tears in my eyes while seeing the site and the road which I used to passed before, simply because I was so excited and nervous to be here again at the place I spent almost half of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The St.Andrew's School and the boys there was the first one I noticed after we got down from the jeepney, I was curious of its silence and with its closed windows, so I asked pochi and she guessed that maybe its already their vacation because it always happens that they were the first one to end their school days, even before. These guys were really lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked with the guard we encountered at the first gate, he asked first of our purpose and reason why we'll go inside. Imagine... the gate was now always close and the guard doesn't allow just anyone to enter! it's just the first gate! oh! how strict the guards are now! I didn't know what to reply, so I let pochi to talked with the guard since that was already her third time to visit. She told him we'll go to the guidance and there he finally opened the gate. As we walked along the "catwalk", my eyes started to make tears with seeing from afar a nipa hut inside the campus and with the large trashed cans before at the waiting shed were already replaced with smaller ones and segregated into three. Arriving at the second gate, once more, I let pochi to deal with the guard , then he gave us a gate pass and there we signed. We saw some p.e. classes held at the grounds and students easily noticed us as we enter the gate and didn't removed anymore their eyes with us till we walked into the lobby (sort of wondering who we are?!?). We first destined to the guidance office to talked to our loyal counselor Ms.Bautista (the first ever counselor, who handled one batch for 4 years...and thats our one and only batch!) and I was starting to cry a little, that my tears were about to fall, seeing the newly renovated offices, especially the guidance! It was really beatiful! plus the aquarium which gave a part in the attraction! We were quite disappointed knowing that Ms.Bautista wasn't there at the guidance, but we were updated that there was again a PAASCU Accreditation, and their ID Lace was now uniformed in color and they will just be identified in a colored line in their IDs. After that, I asked pochi to toured me inside the campus, ahehe =) , since it was not yet dismissal. HayYyY! changes were really noticeable, the school was really so clean! the groto near the libraries, also changed its arrangement and it looked clean! all comfort rooms were so so so clean! unlike before... and little plants were already placed beside each washbasin/sink! a shed at the swimming pool! newly constructed hallway sheds! plus with builded benches! then 2 new nipa huts!!! oh uh! I really wanted to cry at that time, seeing those many changes! That's one I like in St.Paul Pque, its being ISO CERTIFIED wherein every year there is/are changes in school. While walking back to the grounds, we heard a voice calling my name, we try to find it, then suddenly we found my chinita (kaye; former busmate) running towards us. wow! It was really nice seeing her again! we hugged each other and chat for a while, because it was their p.e. time. Then, we went to the faculty to look for the "mommy" of pochi, but she wasn't there so we just strolled around, then here came again chinita and we had a longer time to talked. She went back again to their class. While us, continued to stroll then to our surprised we saw two of our "katotohs" Micca and Jess. Dismissal time came, we decided to stayed under the canopy to wait and to surprise our other busmates. Until oreo (mansi; former busmate) was so shocked to see us again, there, hugged again; she had now braces and looked different! she was so happy that she also wants to cry, for meeting us again and blaming us why we didn't told them that we will go that time. Ginbel (maria ginela; mansi's and I's common friend) had time to chat and shared stories. Then we also saw sundae (joyce; former classmate and busmate) with an alumna too, there. ...So many people we talked to...teachers and friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were now about to go out of the gate, when we saw Auggie (former classmate) so there chit chat. Then the guard asked for our gate pass first and checked for the signature of the office/person we went to for our purpose, before he let us to went out. So newly rules! As we went out from the second gate, we saw another two "katotohs" Rea (former classmate) and Barbs (former classmate and present co-dormer), so we stopped again and talked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we were here at the service, many new faces now, almost all were 4th year, and there we had a few talkings with kuya jay (former driver, but still the driver of that service)and with Mang Pio (friend driver, and my friend's driver). Chinita now came, we decided to went to "plaza" and eat again the foods we used to bought and nowe were longing for. We had a long time spending there, and I was touched because some of the "tinderas" in the store still remembered our faces. As we went back to our service, we saw Grace (former classmate) and Avon (former classmate) there. Then, oreo gladly welcomed us inside the service. Before that, while we were at the "plaza" I heard one Paulinian, curioused why were there so many graduates from our batch were here at the school. Isn't it good?!? we didn't planned it... all was just a coincidence!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there, the last was, "naki sabay kami ulit sa service" but I was somehow disappointed that I didn't met Jammie (former classmate in violin) to get my orders (after so many weeks had passed, that this was now my only time to meet with her again), I was disappointed too for not seeing all my busmates (our family in service), only two were there! Also, disappointed for not seeing andreans (this was the only time again that I will see boys!!! ano ba?!? after ilang months, ngayon lang ako ulit makakakita ng mga lalaki, wala pa!?!) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, my story ends now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113051042630152444?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113051042630152444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113051042630152444&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113051042630152444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113051042630152444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/visit-to-past.html' title='A visit to the past...'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113017329907145047</id><published>2005-10-25T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:01:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ins0mniac</title><content type='html'>wahahaha!! these past few days, i've been sleeping early in the dawn and waking up late already... but this particular moment, i really had the difficulty to sleep! fr0m 7:45 pm until 5 am , i was awake! i tried everything that will make me sleepy, but none didn't work! i read pocket book while lying, i turned off the lights, i talked to myself imagining i was being interviewed, i turned on the radio to serve as a lullaby...and lastly closed my eyes to the fullest. Even though i tried all my best to fall asleep, still im awake... uh oh! i admit it, its my fault! last sunday, i woke up 2 pm then i slept again by 4:30 pm, and w0ke up 7:45pm... and that's the reason, full of sleep! i wouldn't do that again! it's so hard! though i really wanted to sleep, i wasn't able to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok_im off now_gotta go to sleep now_than sorry_ !_!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113017329907145047?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113017329907145047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113017329907145047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113017329907145047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113017329907145047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/ins0mniac.html' title='ins0mniac'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-113017051306828813</id><published>2005-10-24T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:41:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!maid 0h maid!!!!! *sigh*</title><content type='html'>Henaku, nakakabadtrip na ung maid ng kuya ko ah… ung nag-iisa kong white pants na super ganda ng fitting skin and favorite ko talaga, ayun ako na nga naglaba nun para sure na safe, kaso nung binabad ko, hindi ko nakita na napasama ung eye cover ni mommy na black, kaya nahawaan ng black ung white pants ko, so kusot ako nang kusot, ayaw matanggal, binabad ko ulit, ayaw pa rin matanggal. Nanghingi na ko ng tulong kay ate josephine (umalis kasi si mommy), ang una kong pinagalaw sakanya eh ung white tank top ko. Pinahiran nya ng calamansi tapos binilad sa araw, then linagyan nya ng powdered clorox, ay0s! natanggal ung mantsa! Kaya pinagalaw ko na din ung white pants ko, same way din ung ginawa nya, ang problema nga lang nung binilad nya sa araw, nagpaalam sya sakin na bibili lang daw sya ng shampoo tapos sya na daw bahala dun sa pantalon ko, cge pumayag ako, and dumating na din na man si ate bing, so nagpalinis nako ng nails, after so many minutes napansin ko nakabilad pa din sa araw ung pants ko, so sinabihan ko na si ate josephine na paki asikaso na ung pants ko… nung binabanlawan na nya, tinanong ba naman ako kung bakit daw nagkabutas butas na yun… aba! malay ko! Sabi ko wag na lang nya kusutin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ang buong akala ko, ay ung white tank top ko ung cnasabi nyang nagkabutas butas, kay parang ok lang sakin un kc pang inner wear ko lang naman un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ngay0ng saturday, kinuha ko na ung mga linaban ko, plaplantsahin ko na sana, biglang nakita kong butas butas ung white pants ko!!!!!!! sh0cks!!!!!!!!! wala na ko nagawa! kung hindi manghinayang ng s0bra! kc sariling money ko ang pinambili ko dun and its worth P500! ang it really fits me well! s0brang i love that pants!!! wala, mangiyakngiyak  na lang ako... i'll try kung meron pang ganun sa r0binson, sana lang!!! sana lang talaga!! kahit na nung july ko pa binili un.. huhu .. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et0 pa! last m0nth... naki paki na lang na lang sakanya na plantsahin ung mga unif0rms ko, dahil sa s0brang busy namin lahat... ayun! bigLAng sinabi nya sakin nabutas nya ung isang skirt ko! dumikit daw kasi ung plantsa! nag sorry na lang sya... naku, kinakabahan nako nung mga oras na yun, baka kasi ung nabutas nyang skirt ko, eh ung fav0rite kong skirt am0ng the 3 skirt unif0rms ko. huhu... then i f0und out na... un nga ung nabutas nya!!! ung fav0rite k0ng skirt!!! et0 lang ung skirt na s0brang sakto ang fitting sakin, unlike nung 2 skirt na natira na ang sikip sikip sakin!!! umiyak talaga ako nun.. fav0rite skirt ko un! nag-iisa lang un na maganda ang sukat sakin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__hayy!! why d0es it have to be my fav0rite things?????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=this are just few of my favorite things=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-113017051306828813?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/113017051306828813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=113017051306828813&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113017051306828813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/113017051306828813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/maid-0h-maid-sigh.html' title='!!!!maid 0h maid!!!!! *sigh*'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112980555049918365</id><published>2005-10-20T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:52:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fsdsf</title><content type='html'>sdfsf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112980555049918365?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112980555049918365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112980555049918365&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112980555049918365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112980555049918365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/fsdsf.html' title='fsdsf'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112980173594797668</id><published>2005-10-20T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T21:45:08.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back on the things i have done... "a"c"q"u"a"i"n"t"a"n"c"e""p"a"r"t"y"</title><content type='html'>aLright!!! ang kasayahan sa gabi!! well, c0ngratulations sa TSP (Tanghalang St. Paul) for winning the best c0stume sa event na t0h... weehhh =) aun, ang saya2 ng party n2 kc first time experience ko toh in my college life! grabeh! pary all night long! grabeh sa sayawan! kaso sad thing, may pas0k pa rin the next day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" direction="up" scrollamount="7"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0026_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0026_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0020_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0020_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0021_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0021_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0024_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0024_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0035_121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0035_121.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0036_121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0036_121.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0006_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0006_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0004_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0004_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0008_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0008_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0041_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0041_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_0032_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/320/IMG_0032_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~yeah i know your wondering... they assigned me to be a guy for that "gimik" *sigh* ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JULY 22, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112980173594797668?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112980173594797668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112980173594797668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112980173594797668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112980173594797668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/10/looking-back-on-things-i-have-done.html' title='looking back on the things i have done... &quot;a&quot;c&quot;q&quot;u&quot;a&quot;i&quot;n&quot;t&quot;a&quot;n&quot;c&quot;e&quot;&quot;p&quot;a&quot;r&quot;t&quot;y&quot;'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112375571633993428</id><published>2005-08-09T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T18:21:56.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sixteen going on SEVENTEEN...</title><content type='html'>shocks! bday ko na khpon... ang pangit nga ng day na yun, kasi may pasok kami tapos midterm exam na namin sa chemlab. the next day, kaya hindi ko msyadong na-enjoy..anyways its ok, kasi nag double celebration kami ni Irena (bday nya the previous day) sa pag treat s BSN-1C, den nagtreat din ako ng cake sa mga room mates ko..pwede na... hhhmmmm, nakakalungkot pa din kasi, kailangan ko tuloy magpuyat nung araw na yun para magreview..eto pa, ung mga taong inaasahan kong i-gri-greet ako, hindi na ako naalala... samantalang, may isa naman na hindi ko kilala totally, na-greet ako kahit late na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sixteen going on seventeen&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm naive&lt;br /&gt;Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet&lt;br /&gt;And willingly I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sixteen going on seventeen&lt;br /&gt;Innocent as a rose&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally unprepared am I&lt;br /&gt;To face a world of men&lt;br /&gt;Timid and shy and scared am I&lt;br /&gt;Of things beyond my ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone older and wiser&lt;br /&gt;Telling me what to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112375571633993428?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112375571633993428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112375571633993428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112375571633993428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112375571633993428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-sixteen-going-on-seventeen.html' title='I am sixteen going on SEVENTEEN...'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112472073381638273</id><published>2005-08-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:25:33.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruise…pasa…Bruise…pasa…Bruise…part 2</title><content type='html'>Hayyy! Nagkanda pasa pasa muli ako!..tsk..tsk..tsk…for the second time ito! pero ganun pa rin, worth it parin ang mga pasang ito…*sigh*  pero this time, talagang hindi ko ineexpect na makakakuha kami ng 98! Kasi by group na ang practical namin, at ako ang leader…so ako ang dahilan ng mga routines na minemorize ng aking groupmates, ako din ang may kasalanan ng  pgkakaron nila ng mga pasa at pag-uwi ng late para lang sa practice….ayun! masaya naman ang lahat! Pati si Ms. Torres, kasi favorite nya ang class namin, masaya kasi ang section namin…so mataas sya magbigay ng grade samin! YipPpPeeEEeeHHH! =)  congratsz to all of us! Syempre pati sakin! Mahirap yata mgpasunod ng mga members…buti na lang, medyo madali, kasi almost all of my members are co-katotohs ko back in highscool…o davah! nagsama sama kami…ahehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112472073381638273?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112472073381638273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112472073381638273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112472073381638273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112472073381638273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/08/bruisepasabruisepasabruisepart-2.html' title='Bruise…pasa…Bruise…pasa…Bruise…part 2'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112323301546658048</id><published>2005-08-05T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T17:10:15.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God It's Friday</title><content type='html'>TGIF?!? haha!!! ang saya2 ng friday na to! pero nung una, nakakabad trip! madaling araw pa lang nawalan na ng kuryente! pag gising pa namin, ang daming people ang nakapila sa mga cubicles kasi ung mga 3rd floor people nawalan ng tubig sa floor nila...ayon, mga ngpa-late kami kasi absent nman prof nmin eh, pagdating sa classroom, bukas lahat ng windows and doors!..after several minutes inanounce na suspended na ang class after the mass! yipee! ang saya! tapos biglang nagkaron na ng kuryente ulit! haha!! ayan cnuspend nila ng maaga eh! wala ng bawian!!! kaso, nakakabad trip pa rin kasi ang hirap pa rin ng water!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112323301546658048?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112323301546658048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112323301546658048&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112323301546658048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112323301546658048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-god-its-friday.html' title='Thank God It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112306242711740766</id><published>2005-08-02T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T17:47:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If onLy...</title><content type='html'>weeeh! at last! i'm available again, so we (muri and joyce) decided to watch the movie "if only" and I was touched with what Ian's surprised for Samantha (Jennifer Love)..haha..and secretly, my tears were about to fall with the scene. The movie ended at about 8pm..and its ok, because we don't have any hasle for the subjects the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;nakakainis lang ung ending, namatay din ung isa ='(&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;hhmmm, bakit kailangan pang maipakita muna ung future bago mo ma-realized na nawawalan ka na ng time sa relationship mo??? at dun mo lang ipapakita ang full love mo sa kanya? dahil lang sa alam mo na yung magiging future kapag pinagpatuloy mo lang yung not so good na gawain mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! anyways, this film was still good, look, it made me cry after the movie! ahehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112306242711740766?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112306242711740766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112306242711740766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112306242711740766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112306242711740766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-only.html' title='If onLy...'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112280980128289944</id><published>2005-07-31T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T19:36:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!!!!REJOICE!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>IM SO HAPPY!! SA WAKAS, GUMAGANA NA RIN NG MATINO ULIT ITONG BLOG KO!!!!!!!! YIPPEE!! un nga lang mdyo nbgo ng konti ung itsura ng blog ko...pero that's ok! kc ngdidisplay na ung mga posts ko! masaya na ko! =) ahehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112280980128289944?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112280980128289944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112280980128289944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112280980128289944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112280980128289944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/07/rejoice.html' title='!!!!!!!!REJOICE!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112471830243238524</id><published>2005-07-30T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T21:45:02.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruise…pasa…Bruise…pasa…Bruise</title><content type='html'>GeeeeeEEeehhHHHhh…nang dahil sa gymnastics, puro pasa tuloy ang tuhod ko, pero ok lang…worth it naman…kasi, out of 44 students in our class, 4 lang kami na nakakuha ng grade na 98! for the individual practical exam! Hayup! Ndi ko akalain na magagawa ko ng maganda ung routine interpretation! ..hayy…so, now, I’m so thankful to Ms. Torres! Hands down to you Ms!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112471830243238524?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112471830243238524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112471830243238524&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112471830243238524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112471830243238524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/07/bruisepasabruisepasabruise.html' title='Bruise…pasa…Bruise…pasa…Bruise'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112221395461453758</id><published>2005-07-24T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:05:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing lang p0h</title><content type='html'>sana gumagana na tong blog ko...='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112221395461453758?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112221395461453758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112221395461453758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112221395461453758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112221395461453758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/07/testing-lang-p0h.html' title='testing lang p0h'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112472082667331406</id><published>2005-07-15T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:27:06.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AuDition for a kiLL!</title><content type='html'>Oh my! This is it! Whew! Natapos na rin ang sobrang kaba ko! Lam nyo un, sa sobrang kaba ko, hindi ako nakakain ng maayos, ung nerbyos na gusto ko ng himatayin! Hayy,,,so ayun, tinawag na ung name ko, tapos ang dami nilang judges! Hhmm, nung una, medyo pinagtripan pa nila ko dahil sa surname ko, tapos, pinakanta ako kunwari F4 daw ako may concert ako..kaso nakalimutan ko na ung kanta ng mga un, naalala ko lang nung moment na un eh “oh baby baby baby” hindi ko na alam yung karugtong, so sabi ko na lang hindi naman ako singer eh…tapos, kunwari daw ako si dao mins si….nyek! sabi ko, lalaki yun eh, hindi ko alam i-arte, iba na lang….sunod, tinanong nila ko kung nanonood ako ng full house, sabi ko nakapanood na rin, tanong nila kung alam ko yun, sabi ko medyo kasi once or minsan lang ako nakapanood nun…so ayun, I-improvise ko daw si jessie, kunwari ako yun…so ayun, arte-arte naku dun, tapos biglang pina-stop ako, kunwari naman daw ako ung nanay ni justine…sabi ko, huh! Hindi ko kilala yun! So, isip na naman sila…next, kunwari daw guy ako, how will I court them daw, na-shocked na naman ako! Lalaki ako!?!?! Liligawan ko sila! So aun, linapitan ko ung isa, ung nasa dulo, kinourt-court ko sya, tapos biglang CUT!!! , hindi pa nga ako tapos manligaw eh. So balik ako sa gitna,  then, taningin daw ba ako kung may kapatid ako, lalaki daw ba at kung masmatanda sakin!?! Sabay sabi, pahingi daw ng number..shockings ah…tpos sabi ko, kaso…. Tanong nila kung may girlfriend, sabi ko na lang…uhmm, oo…tapos maganda daw ba, at tanungin pa ko kung sino daw masmaganda, sila or yung girlfriend…oh my!! Tapos sabi nung isang officer ng TSP, hoy, mamaya na ang landian! , so ayun, sabi ni ate tina..naku, tatandaan kita, SAYOTO! ..tapos, tinanong ako kung saang school daw ba ko galin, sagot ko St.Paul, saan daw st.paul qc?!? Sabi ko paranaque, then sabi ko kay ate tina, namumukhaan ko nga po kayo eh, tapos lahat na sila nagulat! Sabi nila, uuyyy! St.Paul pala ito eh!!! Then cinonfirm ko kay ate tina kung dancer sya…sabay sabi nung isang TSP oo daw, napakatalented daw nyan ni ate tina… ayun, nakahalata na naman ung officer, sabi “oy, ano bang objective ng audition na to?!? Mamaya na kayo magchikahan!” haha! So ayun,  nag-isip ulit sila ng ipagagawa sakin,  habang nag-iisip-isip sila, nag-sorry ako sa kanila, sabi ko hindi kc ako sanay ng one on one, nasanay ako before na marami kaming nag-audition..so ayun, hinamon ako, sabi ..”ahh! so gusto mo, may ka-eksena huh, o cge nga…Jen! Eksena daw kayo!!”  tapos i-kiss ko daw sya! Shocks! Shy ako! Kaya hindi ko magawa, so linapitan kami nung isang officer, kunwari daw crush na crush ko si ate jen..so ayun, arte-arte ako, tapos linapitan nako ni ate jen,  tapos nag-hi sya, tapos sabi nya, kiss ko daw sya…pati ung ibang officers pinipilit na I-kiss ko sya! Eh sobrang nahihiya ako kasi ngayon ko lang sya nakilala..basta ang kulit kulit, I-kiss ko na daw sya…pinipilit talaga ng mga officers na I-kiss ko sya…tapos may isa nagsabi, “parang hindi ka galing ng St.Paul ah! Kiss lang naman eh! Sige na, sayang ang opportunity! Naku….!”  Tapos, tinanggal na ni ate jen ung eyeglass nya, para lang I-kiss ko sya…pero hihiya parin talaga ako eh…tapos tinanong ako ni ate tina, kung nagkaron na daw ako ng ka-on..huhu..sabi ko, hindi pa, hanggang crush pa lang…tapos, tinanong ko sya, kung kilala nya ung loyal crush ko…ayun, im so happy, kasi kilala nya, pati si ate jen, kilala din, nagulat pa nga sya, tanong pa nya, bakit ko daw  naging crush yon eh girlaloo yon and nerdy daw…sabi ko na lang, oo nga girly sya., tapos tinanong din ako ni ate tina kung ano daw nakita ko dun… e di yon, nagshare ako, tapos tanung nung isang officer, kung may susunod pa daw ba sakin, kasi sobrang nagchichikahan na kami dun..ayun, ok naman pala, ako na daw kasi ang last…tapos, ayun,  tinanong nila ate tina kung may picture daw ba ako ni kuya, sabi ko wala, tapos tinanong nila kung may pinsan din daw ba ako na lalaki, masmatanda..sabi ko oo meron, gwapo daw ba…oo ulit ako…tapos, kelan ko daw sila dadalhin dito?!? Haha!!! Ayun,. Tapos na ang audition, at pinaalala sakin ulit ni ate tina ung pix ni kuya, tatandaan daw nya ko…c sayoto! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…VvVwaahahahahahahahahaha! ,,, hindi audition ang pinunta ko eh, kung napansin nyo, puro angal ginawa ko, puro hindi ko sinusunod yung pinagagawa nila sakin….ahehehe….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112472082667331406?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112472082667331406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112472082667331406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112472082667331406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112472082667331406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/07/audition-for-kill.html' title='AuDition for a kiLL!'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111924334600087784</id><published>2005-06-20T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T12:55:46.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit hindi ngpopost sa page ko yung mga recent posts ko???</title><content type='html'>ano bng problema netong blog n toh???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111924334600087784?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111924334600087784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111924334600087784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111924334600087784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111924334600087784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/bakit-hindi-ngpopost-sa-page-ko-yung.html' title='bakit hindi ngpopost sa page ko yung mga recent posts ko???'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111924028360589255</id><published>2005-06-20T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T12:04:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing lang..</title><content type='html'>bwahahaha, title was really intentionally! magulo ang decisions ng ST.Paul. Look, SPCParanaque, announced before that the opening of this S.Y. will be on June 6. then, suddenly, they changed their decision,and moved it to June 7. Then St.Paul Manila posted around the school an announcement for all freshmen students that we will have the Orientation on June 9...my friend and I were already preparing and planning our meeting the night before. Good thing, I open the net and chat with my my batchmate/schoolmate too, she informed me that the orientaion was moved on June 13. And now, I heard from the radio the announcement of the DJ that St.Paul University's Orientation will be cancelled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111924028360589255?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111924028360589255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111924028360589255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111924028360589255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111924028360589255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/testing-lang.html' title='testing lang..'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112281139266486149</id><published>2005-06-13T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:20:47.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a home away from home</title><content type='html'>so, this is the momment... to live slightly independently &lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0168.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/5f4aa445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/5f4aa445.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/e5a1c703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/e5a1c703.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..so there, they im already jailed inside the school..haha..what a term! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112281139266486149?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112281139266486149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112281139266486149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112281139266486149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112281139266486149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/home-away-from-home.html' title='a home away from home'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111859308267776667</id><published>2005-06-12T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T11:46:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so, Packed Up!  got me feelin'  it, Packed Up!</title><content type='html'>(kinuha pa ang title sa song na "Caught Up" ni Usher... ano ba yan) Supposedly we are now to go at my dorm and place all my things, but I was influence by my room mate to just transfer there tom. because we don't know if the dorm will already allow us to sleep there and serve us the meal though classes haven't start yet. So we planned to transfer tom. and start to sleep there. Whew! it's not that easy to packed up, 'coz you want to bring all your things there but couldn't be, you don't know which thing is a must to be brought there, it's so uneasy to decide on things you think you should really bring there, hard to choose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111859308267776667?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111859308267776667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111859308267776667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111859308267776667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111859308267776667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-so-packed-up-got-me-feelin-it.html' title='i&apos;m so, Packed Up!  got me feelin&apos;  it, Packed Up!'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111859026767003307</id><published>2005-06-12T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T23:31:07.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Di ako bakla,kla-kla-kla-kla-kla... tibo po akoooo</title><content type='html'>hmmm, naisip ko lang, dahil hindi natuloy yung pinapangarap ko na magkaroon ng ka-on bago grumaduate ng st.paul.... bakit hindi ko kaya i-try ngayon, what if magpakatibo na lang kaya ako?!? ang haba-haba na rin ng hair ko, what if magpagupit kaya ako ng short?!? yung hanggang ears lang... ano kaya noh?? tutal St.Paul pa rin naman ako... (hay ciara! ano ka ba! college ka na! ngayon ka pa gagawa ng kalokohan?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111859026767003307?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111859026767003307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111859026767003307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111859026767003307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111859026767003307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/di-ako-baklakla-kla-kla-kla-kla-tibo.html' title='&apos;Di ako bakla,kla-kla-kla-kla-kla... tibo po akoooo'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111857726969676441</id><published>2005-06-12T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T11:55:46.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Paul Psycho</title><content type='html'>bwahahaha, title was really intentionally! magulo ang decisions ng ST.Paul. Look, SPCParanaque, announced before that the opening of this S.Y. will be on June 6. then, suddenly, they changed their decision,and moved it to June 7. Then St.Paul Manila posted around the school an announcement for all freshmen students that we will have the Orientation on June 9...my friend and I were already preparing and planning our meeting the night before. Good thing, I open the net and chat with my my batchmate/schoolmate too, she informed me that the orientaion was moved on June 13. And now, I heard from the radio the announcement of the DJ that St.Paul University's Orientation will be cancelled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111857726969676441?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111857726969676441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111857726969676441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111857726969676441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111857726969676441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/st-paul-psycho.html' title='St. Paul Psycho'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111812671135058830</id><published>2005-06-07T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T14:56:30.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the Reminisce...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;=it's been a month since my last post, so here's my longest post about things that happened to me from April upto the present... &lt;em&gt;kinuha ko pa yung title na "it's the Reminisce" from the song "it's the remedy" ..hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;04.01.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ Went to SPCPque. It’s the distribution of our cards and other stuffs like the grad.pix (for those w/ medal), the VCD of our grad.ball., our annual pix and the grad.ball. pix for some. Last time to see my batchmates, schoolmates, teachers, admin, staff, sisters, and everyone all together at the same day. Its April Fool’s Day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04.02.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ Weeeeeeh! Playmates Day! Our plan was pursue! But change of plan. We’re supposed to have our get together at star city, unfortunately, not everyone was permitted to go there due to its opening time and location. Atleast, we still enjoyed at storyland sothmall..hehe..even though 5 of the tropa were not present (cora-lil’ brother’s grad…phau-pampangga..krisha-doctor..ven-not allowed..jen-out of town..) "PLAYMATES" was originally "THE LEAGUE OF THE PLAYING LADIES" which was too long to say. Wonder why "PLAYING LADIES"?!? hehe, sorry it’s a secret =p , only few knows the reason… anyway, back to the date. Naging kami na ni Kristerine "Bing" 'coz of the same ring we bought, and because of that, we started to call each other "FELLOWSHIP". Not only us bought rings, the other bought their own rings too, we were just the first one to buy…&lt;em&gt;syempre ako na naman ang may pakana…hehe..sayang kulang ang time, hindi na kami nakapag wall climbing and train =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04.03.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ Andreo asked permission to court me and I just can’t decide yet at that moment ‘coz while he was asking me, my mom and dad were having a bad fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04.07.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ Mommy and I went to Kawit…. Then went to SPCPque to give our request letter for certification of the upper 40%ile rank. Sad to say, they were having a meeting when we came. So we just drop it to the guard and ask him to give it to Miss Belle. Also, we call SPUM to have my interview schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04.11.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ Birthday of one of my playmates. Bea! And she’s still planning on what day we will have our swimming celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04.15.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ Krishabogs and I met at SPCPque and follow up the requirements for our admission to some schools, I also came back for the release of my upper 40% ranking certificate. I just want to thank Krisha for that half day date, thank you for your time and for touring me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;04.19.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ It’s been a month after I graduated from highschool and now it’s my interview at SPUM for my admission and uh oh, my mom anf I need to have a commitment w/ the dean that I need to maintain an average grade of 85 and above, no grade below 83 in each subject (&lt;em&gt;my gosh! Goodluck na lang sa English ko ;/ huhu&lt;/em&gt;), no late esp. during duty ("or else the patient will die" according to the dean), need to follow the rules and regulation of the school, etc. and if I will fail any of those requirements, oops sorry, they’ll kick me out of SPUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04.28.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ My cousin and I need to go back at St. Luke’s for our annual check-up and x-ray. But he failed to have the x-ray because the doctor wasn’t available at that time to supervised the x-ray. I don’t know why his x-ray need the supervision of the doctor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;04.30.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ It’s the 2nd B-day of my lil’ couz who is my godchild too. His grandmother was the one who sponsored the little party. A little reunion too of Nagallo Family and all of my aunts and uncles were shocked when my dad open the topic about my dorm.&lt;em&gt; Lahat sila "magdodorm ka!?" sabay sabi nung 1 kong tito "naku! Kung buhay pa si mama, hindi ka papayagan nun!" napaisip tuloy ako kung bakit naman, napa-oo nga na lang ako…naisip ko na ako palang ang magdodorm sa buong angkan. Ni-isa sa 8 na magkakapatid ay walang nakapagdorm at 10 cousins na nauna sa akin ay wala pa din ang nakapagdorm except dun sa couz kong half-japanese syempre sa culture kasi nila kapag 18 na dapat independent na. Nwei, ayun dahil sa reunion ulit kami (kahit na hindi kumpleto) masaya na naman ako =) at dahil kainan, as usual ako na naman ang nahuli sa pagkain (slow poke talaga ever!) lahat na ng pinsan ko nasa loob na! Nanonood na, ako andun pa rin sa lamesa, pinapaalis na nga ako nung tita ko kasi mag-iinuman na daw (asus! May mga pag-uusapan lang sila eh) then pumasok na rin ako sa loob, sabay sabi nung couz ko "ano ate ciara? Mangungulet ka na naman?! Wag ka na!" bwahahahahaaha 'la na sila magagawa, pero pinagbigyan ko na din, kaya dun na lang sa maliliit kong pinsan, ako nakigulo! Hahahaha! Kaso napasobra ang pakikipaglaro ko, napaiyak ko yung birthday celebrant! Hala lagot! Buti na lang hindi pa gaanong marunong magsalita yun, kung hindi naku po! Sinumbong nako nun, hehe… so dahil dun, sige tumigil nako. Nakinood na lang ako.. tapos after several minutes, ayun uuwi na daw kami. Lahat kaming magpipinsan ang reaction eh "uuwi na!? =(" paglabas namin ng bahay, aba! Kami na lang pala ang hinihintay! Lahat sila nasa loob na ng mga sasakyan…nalungkot kami kasi ang bilis naman, uuwi na agad…'yun pala may continuation sa molino, overnight pa! Pagdating sa bahay, sabi sakin ni Angelo (couz ko, 15yrs old) "tanong mo ate ciara, bakit wala pa kong ?!? kasi wala akong panahon dyan, tska yung mga ganitong age, naku! Imbis na sa girlfriend mapunta yung money namin, sa card na lang ng ragnarok maubos noh!" aiykxz! Ganun pala…ok fine..ayos! napagsabihan pa ko ng pinsan ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.02.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ It’s our day of Bing, mah Fellowship! 1 month na ang singsing namin =) … 1 month na din kaming Fellowship! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.03.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ Haha, date kami ni Paola! (naku ah, sa mga hindi pa ako gaanong kilala, baka iba ang pagkaintindi nyo sa term kong "date" .. well, bahala na lang kayo..basta, don’t get me wrong na lang ok) bilib din ako dun ah, dumayo pa siya ng cavite para lang magkita kami, bago siya umalis ng Pinas…sa Friday na kasi lipad niya papuntang U.S.A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.04.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Shit! My gosh! Ngayon ko lang naalala, 1 month na kami ni fellowship ko nung Monday! Tanga2 ko talaga! Tinawagan na nga nya ko dito sa house kahapon, tapos sabi pa niya "miss na kita ciara keith!" gulat ako kasi sobrang bihira lang yun magsabi nun kaya sabi ko din "kaw din, miss na kita" then sabi nya "ciara keith…ung ring natin…1 hindi ko na nasusuot…" tsk,tsk,tsk.. nabanggit na nga nya ung ring, hindi ko pa rin na-gets! Langya! ang sk ko ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.05.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ 1st b-day of my niece na kamukha ko, na dahil ang nickname ko eh 'CK', ginawa syang 'KC' …hehe..ayun, by 5pm punta kami ng southmall kaso nalibang kami sa pagstrall, window shopping at sa pagbili ng susuotin ni keisha, kaya pagpunta namin sa storyland (which was our main purpose sa pagpunta ng sm) eh pa-close na. Kaya walang nasakyan si KC, hindi man lang sya nag-enjoy…kya kain na lang kami, kaso pagpunta namin ng McDo, burger and fries na lang ang available (my goodness! Mga gutom na gutom na kami, makakabusog ba ang burger?) Lipat kami ng KFC, hayup! Na-ubusan na talaga kami, chicken na lang ang available…so nag bucket meal na lang kami, kaso ang dami namin kaagaw…ang mga natira na lang eh wing and legs! May mga nauna din samin na bucket meal. Pagdating sa’min 3 orig.chickens na lang natira, no choice na kami, para mag hot and spicy na lang…ayun nabusog din kami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.08.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Bday celebration ni Keisha sa may dreamzone sa Robinson. Ayos! nakapaglaro ulit ako ng basketball, after nung April 2 … after nung party, ako na ang nag-open tungkol sa overnight sa Novaliches, kasi matagal ng plano yun, January pa, May na ngayon! Hindi pa rin natutuloy! Ayun nag-agree na ang lahat, plinano na rin namin ni mommy Lollit (tita ko) na through that way makakapagbakasyon na rin ako dun, pumayag naman si daddy, kaso si mommy, ewan… then, nung nag-uuwian na, eto linapitan ako ng parents ni Paulo, sabay sabi "ang ganda2 naman ni Ciara","ang sexy mo ngayon ciara ah","bagay sayo ang katawan mo ngayon, mas magandang mataba taba ka kaysa sa payat ka" (hay naku, etong 2 toh talaga lagi na lang pinupuna ang itsura ko) hhhmmmph, ayoko nga ng mataba eh! Argh! Buti na lang hindi nila kasama si Paulo! Hahaha! Thank God! After sa Robinson, nagsimba kaming lahat, after nun, nagyaya si daddy kumain (si daddy talaga! Kapag nagyaya kumain, naku, as usual, alam mo na kung saan, sa kainan sa balsa) ayun kain kami sa balsahan, same balsa ever! Sabi nga ni Angelo "dito na naman tayo?! Ang official meeting place ng buong angkan" hehehe, kasi eh, ang laki ng pamilya namin, kaya dun kami lagi sa pinakamalaking balsa. Ilang years na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.11.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ Punta ng SPUM. Nakapagmedical exam na rin ako sa wakas! Yes! Pasado ako! Kaso kailangan ko pa bumalik ulit para sa dental exam naman…weeeeh! Enrolled na ko! College na ko!!! Hayup. Dami kong nakitang Paulinians ah (Angeli, Olive, Diana, Kit) Parehas kami ni Kit, nursing, kaso ‘B’ sya, ‘C’ ako…=&lt;…then nagpatahi na rin ako ng uniform, nagpareserve na rin sa dorm… speaking of dorm, nashocked ako nung pinakita samin yung room, sabi kasi nung Dean na nag-interview sa'kin ang alam nya 4 daw sa isang room, yun pala, 4 na double-deck beds sa 1 room, ‘langya, 8 kami sa isang room, at ang cabinet, ¼ lang ng cabinet ko sa bahay…shocks! Ang hirap! Pero nakakatuwa kasi kailangan munang dumaan sa CR para pumunta sa room namin…hehe..so yun, baba na kami, pinakita samin ung dorm chart, ayos! pagtingin ko sa rm. no. ko andun si Muriel! (classmate ko nung 2nd yr) Yes! Room mates kami! Tinignan ko pa lahat ng names dun, gulat ako! Si Barbs (classmate ko din nung 2nd yr) dorm din sya, rm.204 nga lang sya…then yinaya ko na si mommy sa Robinson, aba gulat ako, may Paulinians na naman akong nasalubong (Cosio and Abbie), at meron pa ulit 1 Paulinian nung ng-CR ako, habang naghihintay ako, pagtingin ko sa right side, may 1 girl na palabas na, tapos nagsmile sya, eh hindi ko sya nakilala, pero parang familiar sakin ung itsura nya, isip-isip ko lang "bakit sya naka smile? Kilala ba siya ni mommy?!? Hindi naman siguro, ang bata pa niya eh….baka naman hindi ako yung nginingitian nya" kaya dinedma ko, tingin na lang ulit ako sa mirror. Tapos nung dumaan na sya sa harap ko…shocks! Si Ella pala yon! Batchmate ko! Hindi ko nakilala, nag-iba kasi itsura nya eh…after nun, punta na kami ng PRC. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.14.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ My Gosh! Paalis na kami ng bahay, hindi ko makita ung ring ko! Last time na sinuot ko yun nung 05.11.05 pumunta kami sa St. Paul…tapos naalala ko pag-uwi namin ng bahay, nagluto pa ako kaya hinubad ko, hindi ko lang sure kung sa pocket ng jogging pants or sa pants na sinuot ko, ko linagay…so chineck ko ung pants ko, wala dun, unfortunately nalabhan na ung jogging pants ko, so pagcheck ko dun, wala din ung ring…huhu…patay ako kay fellowship ko…engagement ring namin un eh… hanggang sa nakaalis na kami ng bahay, habang nasa byahe, ayun, walang tigil ako sa pagiisip kung saan ko ba nailapag ung ring na yun, pero hindi ko talaga maalala kung saan. Nakarating na kami ng Nova, wala pa rin sa isip ko…ayun, kainan na kami, sarap ng foods. Pero bago ako kumain, syempre nagtake opportunity nako habang nasa manila kami, ginamit ko ung phone, ayun, ang saya saya ko, kinausap ko si ccw! tapos biglang nagparinig ung tita ko "hoy, hindi nakakabusog ang telepono! Kumain ka muna" narinig tuloy ni kate…so kumain muna ko, then ginamit ko ulit ung phone, kaso sobrang late na, tulog na mga tao… Tapos naginuman na sila sa labas at nagihaw, ung iba naman andun na sa 2 rooms, mga nanonood ng t.v., ako, palipat lipat ng lugar, pupunta dun sa kabilang bahay sa mga pinsan ko, minsan sa kwarto, minsan sa sala, minsan dun sa labas nakikikain nung inihaw nila, nakitikim din ako nung san mig. Light, pero di ko type ung lasa! Dumating na rin sa wakas ung isa kong pinsan, hayup! May hair na sya! Last time ko kasi siya nakita nagpakalbo sya eh, tapos ayun, nakipagkwentuhan muna ko sakanilang dalawang magkapatid, hayy, kung hindi ko lang sila mga kuya…nako, naging crush ko na sila…hehe…tapos umakyat ako sa taas, aba! Madaling araw na, naglalaro pa rin ng ps ung mga pinsan ko, tapos bumalik ako sa kwarto, mga nanonood pa rin ng t.v. doon na ko tumigil, hanggang sa isa-isa na lang kami makatulog dun, ang saya! Sama2 kami ng mga pinsan ko sa room na yun, 2am nako nakatulog, pero hindi tuloy tuloy, kasi nagigising ako sa sobrang lamig, nakatutok ba naman kasi ung aircon sakin, tinataas ko, ayaw ..hayy every 30 mins talaga nagigising ako, so nung 4:30 am, lumipat na lang ako dun sa isa pang room, hindi aircon. Nakatulog din ako nang tuloy tuloy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.15.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ continuation ng overnight namin sa Nova. Pumunta nako dun sa carinderia ng tito ko, kain na kami dun, eh sobrang gutom ako, umorder ako ng lugaw muna tapos spaghetti, patapos na ko sa lugaw ko, biglang dumating ung isang tita ko, nakita nya ung spaghetti ko kaya un din ang inorder nya sa tito ko, unfortunately ubos na, last na daw ung nasa akin, huhu, kinuha tuloy ng tita ko ung spaghetti ko… then, bumalik na ko sa bahay, kita ko nagkakantahan na sila, nakigulo ako, hanggang sa binigay sa kin ung isang mic. Ayun, kumanta na ko nang kumanta, akalain nyo, nakanta ko ung 1 cd! Ilang songs ang nandun! Haha, tapos pumunta ako dun sa kabilang room, gumamit na naman ako ng phone, sa kasawiang palad, habang nakikipagusap ako kay Muriel, biglang pumasok ung tita ko, nagparinig na naman "pagkatapos mong kumanta nang kumanta dun, dyan ka naman sa telepono!" ano ba yan, minsan nga lang ako makipagusap sa phone eh..hehe..sorry, sayang eh, hindi long distance… tapos, pagdating ng hapon, nagyayaya si mommy sa sm, kailangan nya mgpapicture, sabi ko dun na lang sa sm fairview, ayaw naman ni daddy kasi hapon na, sa sm bacoor na lang daw, para malapit lang kahit matagalan sa sm… ayun, umalis kami ng 5pm sa Nova. Aba! Ang bilis na biyahe namin pabalik! 6 pm nasa sm bacoor na kami..nakakapagtaka, samantalang nung papunta kami sa nova, umalis kami ng bahay, 6:30 pm, dumating kami dun ng 9:30pm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.18.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ pumunta kami nila mommy, kuya and keisha sa laguna, naghanap na kami ng magandang pool, ang dami namin pinuntahan, hindi kami makapag decide kung anong private pool ang ipapareserve namin…ayun, after ilang hours, nakapag decide na rin sa wakas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.20.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ B-day ni mommy! Kaya pumunta ulit samin ang mga taga-Nova. After office hours, pumunta na kami ng Laguna, ay! bago pala kami pumunta, syempre, ngprepare muna kami ng mga dadalhin dun, tapos nung patawid ako sa kabilang bahay sa tita ko para kunin ung rice cooker, shyet! Ang cute nung isang guy! Crush ko sya! Tapos nung andun na kami sa private pool, naku, umepal si paulo, nakita lang ako na tumutulong magbuhat ng mga gamit, nakitulong,, hmm, ok na rin… tapos pinakilala sakin ang another family friends, c ate abigail, na co-Paulinian ko! Parehas kaming from kinder to highschool na nag-aral sa ST.Paul, tapos co-worker din sya nung isa kong pinsan, sa barko. Then, ung crush ko, c Dan, 19 yrs old, Lasalista! And si RC 15 yrs. old. Hhmmph! Ung isang girl pala na kasama nila eh girlfriend ni Dan! Sayang, crush ko pa naman sya, kamukha nga niya si Japoy Lizardo eh, ayun, close na agad kami nung girlfriend nya pati na rin sya, kaso hindi ko na siya crush, prospect ko na lang sya, …tapos parehas silang smoker..eeeww!….ayoko nun, kaya prospect ko na lang sya. Hayy, pero kinikilig ako, sa treatment niya sakin.hehe.. nakakamiss! Nung andun kami sa pool, tinawag niya ko, pinapalapit nya ko sa kanya, ayoko naman,, nahiya ako eh, tapos sabi nya turuan ko daw ung girlfriend nya magswimming. Tapos, nung magdidive ako, biglang tinawag nya na naman ako, tinanong nya ko kung saan daw ako natuto magswimming… nung ano naman, hiniram ko ung snorcle ng pinsan ko, hindi pa ko tapos, tinawag na naman ako ni Dan, sabi nya “ hey, pa-try naman, na- experience mo na eh, ako naman, pa-experience din” syempre, binigay ko naman…geeeheeee, kinikilig ako nun. Then, habang naglalap swimming ako, tinawag na naman niya ko inalok nya ko ng pepsi na iniinom nya..syempre shy ako kasi baso nya yun eh tska katabi nya ung girlfriend nya…tpos nung uminom naman ako ng red wine, sila naman ang inalok ko, kunwari pepsi din yun, kaso umiinom sha ng diet coke nung inalok ko sya, sbi nya msmsarap dw yung iniinom nya…nung pagbaba ko naman dun sa kainan, aba! nakita ko sya nakikipaglaro ng chess sa tito ko, tumabi naman ako, nkinood nalang sa paglalaro nila, biglang inutusan ako ng tito ko na kumuha daw ng maiinom, sabi ko meron silang biniling gin sa taas, ok daw yun sabi ng tito ko, e d kumuha na ko, umakyat ako, binigyan ako ng 2 baso ng gin dalandan, akin daw yung isa..ok fine…so bumaba na ko binigay ko na sa tito ko, tapos inalok ko ulit sila Dan, tinanong naman nya yung girlfriend nya, tapos sabi sakin ni Dan, patikim daw, hihi kinilig na naman ako, geeehheeee, inabot ko sa kanya ung baso ko, tapos tinikman na nya then pinatitikman nya din sa girlfriend nya, ayaw naman, tapos sabi nya cge daw pahingi sila, kuumuha ulit ako at binigyan ko na sila. Mayamaya naman, yung girlfriend nya yung nakipaglaro sa tito ko, tapos sya, pinipilit nya ko kumanta dun sa videoke machine, nahihiya naman ako, dahil hindi ako marunong kumanta, frustated singer lang ako, sabi ko, sya na lang mauna kumanta, sabi naman nya, ako daw kasi kanina pa daw ako nakikikanta lang, basta hanggang sa nagkulitan na kami and the end, hindi na natuloy ang pagkanta namin sa videoke machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.21.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ continuation ng party, actually dapat dito ko linagay yung last part ng kwento ko dun sa taas eh. Ayun, hanggang sa naguwian na kami, huhu last time ko na ata makikita si Dan, pero ok lang, prospect ko lang naman sya eh…after dun sa Laguna, hhmmm, guess what?!? Dumiretso kami ng Antipolo! Whoah! Nagsimba muna kami, tapos kumain sa Chowking, at habang nagkakainan kami dun sa Chowking, aba nagbabalak pang dumiretso ng Baguio sila Mommy Lollit and Tito Third, overnite naman daw dun, hayup! Sabi ko, ano to, wala ng uwian?!? Pero syempre hindi pwede yung iniisip nila kasi may mga naghihintay pang mga pets sa bahay, at yung family nung isa kong tito, kaya ayun, namili nalang sila ng mga pasalubong. The, umiwi na kami sa Cavite, at ang saya! Bonding kami ng mga cousins ko! Tapos nagmovie marathon din kami, sa sobrang pagkalibang sa panonood ng mga movies, hindi na namin namalayang umuwi na ang mga taga Nova. Huhu, nashoked na lang kami, at nalungkot…basta ang saya, kainan ulit kasi kami nung buong araw na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.27.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ huhu, hindi kami natuloy ng SPUM, wala pa daw kasi pera pambayad sa dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06.01.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ weeeeh! Nagkita-kita ulit kami ng playmates! Kaso hindi na naman kumpleto, yung 2 present noon absent naman ngayon, yung 2 namang absent noon present na ngayon, at mas malala pa yung 3 absent noon absent pa rin ngayon. Henaku talaga naman oh! Huling lakad na nga ito ng tropa bago magpasukan eh! Ang nakakainis, late ako, ang usapan 10-10:30 ang hintayan time, sa kasawiang palad, ang daming interruptions sa bahay, pinagluto pa ko, tapos nung maliligo na ko, inunahan naman ako ni mommy, kailangan ko pa tuloy maghintay, ayun 10:30 ako nakaalis ng bahay, actually mga 10:45 na nga ata yun eh, kasi ang tagal ni kuya! Pagdating naman sa sakayan, naabutan ko yung jeep, kaya lang pagdating sakin, hindi na kasya, so naghintay pa ko ng susunod na jeep. Eh ang tagal! Kaya ayun, nakarating ako ng southmall, 11:30, hhhmmpp, syempre nakakaguilty sa part ko, explain2 ako kahit na hindi na sila interesado sa mga sinasabi ko. Hindi na lang ako kumain, kasi kung kakain pa ko, patapos na sila kumain, so hihintayin pa nila ako, kaya tiniis ko na lang. Then, ayun, nood na kami ng cine, “THE SHUTTER” sa pagtingin namin dun sa poster, sa isip namin docentary film lang yun, eh kaso gustong gusto yun nung 3 naming kasama, no choice, siga un na lang, ayun, hindi naman pala documentary. Tapos kakahintay dun sa isang playmate, si Krisha, naulit namin ng 2 beses yung movie, natapos nanamin ng twice yung movie, wala pa rin sya, nagdecide na kami lumabas, eksakto! Paglabas namin andun na sya..yun nga lang, hindi na sya nakaabot sa movie, ayun, yinaya ko na lang sila sa storylang, hoping na meron pa silang tinitinda dun na katulad ng ring na binili namin ni fellowship ko, pero sabi ni Bing, wala na yun, kasi last pair na yun nung binili namin, sabi ko, hindi baka meron pa yun, punta kami. At yun pala, 1st time pa lang nakapasok ni Krisha sa southmall and sa storyland, eh gustong sumakay nung bantay ni Krisha, so pinagbigyan namin, sumakay kami nung train coaster, after nun nagkayayaan kami magvideoke dun sa ship. Sobrang saya kaming lahat! Kaya marami kaming biniling tokens, 12 tokens ata, kaso hindi na namin naubos sa videoke, la na kami makanta, kaya ngbasketball na lang kami. Past 4 na, kailangan na umuwi nung 5, kaya hinatid namin sila ni Krisha, tapos kami, dahil sa hindi ako nakakain ng lunch, kumain kami sa Wendy’s, tapos bumili na sila ng pasalubong sa Frnech Baker, at doon na nadead ang batt. ko, kaya naki-insert na lang ako ng sim sakanya and tinext ko yung ate ko na puntahan nya na lang ako dun. So dun na kami nagkahiwalay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06.02.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 2 months na tayo fellowship ko! and unfortunately, nakalimutan ko na naman sya i-greet ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06.04.05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ sumama ako kayla tita pechy (whole family nila) sa southmall, tapos biglang sumama din sla kuya and baby keisha. Pinakain nila kami sa Sbarro and eto ko, time to picture2 again, sabi ko kasi dapat kita ung sbarro sa mga pictures, sabi naman ni tito mel maloko daw ako, sabi naman ng ate ko, kasi daw nakawala na naman ako sa hawla ko..hehe.. tapos nauna na sila sa grocery, kasi as usual, ako na lang ang hindi pa tapos kumain, so after nun sumunod na kami sa grocery at nagkita na naman muli kami ni cosio (hayy, bakit ba lagi na lang kami nagkikita sa mall, 3rd time ata toh eh, after nun pauwi na sana kami, sabi ko wag muna, ayoko pa umuwi, so sabi ko ice skate kami, ayaw naman nila, sabi ko wall climbing na lang, ayaw pa rin nila, sabi ko nood na lang ng cine, hindi daw pwede kasi may 2 kaming bata kasama, kaya ayun, nakapagdecide kami na magtrain na lang dun sa storyland. Ayun, inikot lang nung train ung sm, first time ko yun masakyan ah..hehe..at cute ung driver, pero sa sobrang cute para na syang bakla, geehhee, kasi eh, kinakausap nya ko at ung 2 kong pinsan…basta hanggang dun na lang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111812671135058830?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111812671135058830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111812671135058830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111812671135058830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111812671135058830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-reminisce.html' title='it&apos;s the Reminisce...'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-112281056429807647</id><published>2005-06-01T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:35:16.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last galaan before school comes again</title><content type='html'>we're here again at sm southmall, but this time we watched a movie...&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then we toured krisha inside the story land, because she haven't been there and sshhh, this was her first time to be here at southmall..haha..so there, we rode one and we had sing for several songs inside the karaoke boat..hehe..&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/1600/IMG_002921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6966/994/200/IMG_002921.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-112281056429807647?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/112281056429807647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=112281056429807647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112281056429807647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/112281056429807647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-galaan-before-school-comes-again.html' title='Last galaan before school comes again'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111530314623843023</id><published>2005-05-05T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:25:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizations from the Retreat</title><content type='html'>Oops, looks like, I still have a hang-over from Batulao *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Listen to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be fooled by me. Don’t be fooled by the mask I wear. For I wear a thousand masks, masks that I am afraid to take off and none of them are really me. Pretending is an art that is second nature with me. I give the impression that I am secure, that everything is fine with me, that confidence is my name and coolness is my game. And that I need one. But don’t be fooled by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surface may seem smooth, but my surface is my mask. Beneath the mask is the real me---confused, frightened and alone. But I hide this. I don’t want anyone to know it. I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed. That’s why I create a mask to hide behind---a nonchalant, sophisticated façade to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that such glance is my salvation. I know that if it is followed by acceptance, if it is followed by love, it’s the only thing that will assure me of what I cannot assure myself---that I am worth something, that I am lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t tell you this. I don’t dare. I am afraid to. I am afraid that your glance will not be followed by acceptance and love. I am afraid that you will think less of me, that you will laugh at me and your laughter would kill me. I’m afraid that deep down I’m nothing, that I’m no good and that you will see this and reject me. So I play my desperate game with mask of assurance on the outside and trembling child on the inside. And my whole life becomes a mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chatter with surface talk, I tell you everything that is rally nothing anf nothing of what is everything. But when I go through my routine, don’t be fooled by what I am saying. Please listen carefully and try to hear what I’m not saying, what I’d like to be able to say, what I need to say but cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like hiding behind a mask. I don’t like the superficial game I am playing. I would really like to be genuine and spontaneous and really me. But you’ve got to help me. You’ve got to hold out your hand even when that’s the last thing I seem to want. Only you can make me throw away the mask. Only you can call me into life again, each time that you are kind and gentle and encouraging, each time you try to understand because you really care. With your sensitivity and sympathy and your power of understanding, you can make me throw away the mask. You can make me live again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know how important you are to me, how you can be the creator of the real person that is me if you want to. Please want to! You can break down the wall behind which I tremble, you can make me throw away the mask. You can free me from my world of uncertainty and insecurity. Please don’t pass me by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will not be easy for you. Long years of insecurity and feeling worthless build strong walls. The closer you come to me the more I fight back against you. I fight against the very thing that I need. But I know that love and acceptance are stronger than the highest walls---and that is my hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please try to break down those walls with gentle hands, for a child is very sensitive, Please take my mask away and accept me and love me. I need to be accepted and loved. I am someone you know very well. I am every person and woman you meet. Please take away my mask in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111530314623843023?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111530314623843023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111530314623843023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111530314623843023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111530314623843023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/05/realizations-from-retreat.html' title='Realizations from the Retreat'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111526453355493859</id><published>2005-05-05T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T11:42:13.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss Don Bosco Batulao</title><content type='html'>Hey it’s 5th day of May! And it’s been a couple of months ago since we had our retreat. 4th monthsary?!? Nyehehehe… Even though we just had it at Batulao (and not like the previous batches who had it annually at Baguio) still it has been as spiritual as supposed to be and that place was really a memorable one, first is because it’s a Don Bosco Seminary unfortunately we were the only one school who will be having a retreat on that time, sayang hindi namin kasabay ang mga taga-Don Bosco…tsk,tsk,tsk, you know naman guys di ba how I wish to meet friends from that school =p (kasi all-boys school eh..hehe..). Second is its my first time to be away from my family for days, time to bond more with my classmates, thirdly is because of Fr.Joel..haha =), &lt;em&gt;ako yata ang pangalawa sa nagconfess sa kanya after ni jasmeen, at iilan lang kaming swerteng nakapagconfess sa kanya, 5 lang ata kami, kaya excuse me mga monicans ha, nauna kami kay Fr. Joel, yun nga lang eh mas maswerte kayo dahil mas naging close nyo sya…anyway, I’m the directress naman of Dead Poet Society eh, kaya sige, pwede na rin… hayy, basta sobrang memorable ng mga araw namin dun, lalo na tuwing gabi, hehe, wala akong kamalay malay sa pagkakatulog ko, may mga nangyayari na palang scary feelings yung mga classmates ko dahil sakin. Sige let’s reminisce, pagdating ng 2nd day ng retreat namin, nagshare si Ber, takot na takot daw sya last night kasi may naririnig syang umiiyak, nagising daw kasi sya, tapos yun nga may narinig na sya, hindi na sya makabalik sa pagtulog sa sobrang takot, sinubukan nyang tignan yung mga katabi nya kung may gising, pero wala daw. Then si Jaba naman ang next, nagtanong sya sa mga taga-BigRoom kung may narinig daw ba kaming umuungol nung 1st night din. Kasi may narinig sya, eh nasa 1st base floor ang room nila, kami nasa 2nd base floor. Biglang sabi ni Dianne na katabi kong bed, ako lang naman daw yung mga narinig nila, kasi nagising din siya dahil sakin, sobra daw kasi yung pag-uunat ko with matching taas pa ng kamay na umabot sa head board ng bed, parang kumakatok daw ako dun sa head board. E di ako, natawa na lang sa mga nakwento nila, kasi hindi ko alam yung mga ginawa ko nun habang natutulog. Pero tanungan pa rin yung iba kong classmates, bakit daw ako umiiyak nung gabing yon? Ang kulit! Sinabing na nga ni Diane na nag-unat lang ako nang napakalakas. Sa 3rd day naman, aba! Pagkagising ko pa lang sa kama eh, eto na naman mga kwento2, yung katapat ko naman na bed, si Cathy sabi nya nakita daw nya ko na parang nangangalmot sa ere, gets nyo?!? Nakataas yung hands ko sa air tapos parang nangangalmot…natakot nga daw sya nun, kasi baka binabangungot ako, kaya tinatawag nya ko, kaso tulog nga ko nun eh. Here again, ang aking katabi si Diane, sabi nya nagsasalita daw ako, hindi nya lang maintindihan yung ibang sinasabi ko. Henaku, pagdating talaga ng umaga, laglagan time na, linalaglag nila ko with all the stories about sa mga pinagagagawa ko habang tulog ako. Hindi pa dyan natapos ah, eto, si Ria naman, papunta sya sa c.r. then pagdaan daw nya sa bed ko, nakita nya ko naka-open ang mouth. Hmmph! KLangan pa bang i-share yon?!? Hehe, e di ayun nagugulat nalang ako sa mga stories nila =), eto pa, nakakatawa na lang to, kasi ung katabi ko namang bed sa right side, si Imka nakita naman daw nya ko biglang bumangon na tulog pa daw ako! Langya! napagsabihan tuloy ako ng mga room mates ko na magpatulog naman daw ako, ano ba naman daw ba yan, umuungol, umiiyak, kumakatok, nagsasalita, binabangungot, tapos biglang babangon nang tulog pa, baka naman daw may balak pa kong mag-sleep walk! Natawa na lang ulit ako, tapos sabi ko, hindi, yung bumangon ako, gising na ako nun kaya lang pagtingin ko s clock, masyado pang maaga, kaya natulog ulit ako. Sabi naman ni Imka, ahh kala nya daw kasi nakapikit pa ko nun, ang liit naman daw kasi ng mga mata ko eh…hehe… Kaya after nun, naku, nabinyagan tuloy akong “Babaeng Umuungol” sa pangunguna na ni Ber. hehe…pero after ilang days and weeks, nakalimutan na nila yung binansag nila sakin..haha.. buti naman.. pero talaga, napagkalat pa nila yun pagbalik namin ng manila…tsk, tsk, tsk…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111526453355493859?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111526453355493859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111526453355493859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111526453355493859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111526453355493859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-miss-don-bosco-batulao.html' title='i miss Don Bosco Batulao'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111513565594304191</id><published>2005-05-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T23:54:15.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nang Dahil sa Sabon…</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ayos! nang dahil sa sabon, pinayagan ako kanina pumunta nang mag-isa sa sm bacoor right away..yipee! “mag-isa” ha, yun ay kung wala sana si kuya dito, kaso andito sya kaya magpasama daw ako…pero, parang ayaw ata ni kuya, kaya ayos! ako lang mag-isa ang umalis, hindi nga lang alam ni mommy…ssshhh…hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy, si Paola (Ikawalo)nga pala ang dahilan kung bakit ako napayagan ka-agad-agad…hehe..kasi sya yung bibili nung sabon namin =). Touch nga ko sa classmate ko na ‘to eh, dumayo pa sya ng cavite para lang makipagkita sakin…nyahahaha…hindi, ang totoo dahil nga kasi sa sabon e..hehe. Masaya lang ako, kasi may bago na naman akong ka-date, hihi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang usapan namin talaga namin kagabi, 1 pm sa Nat.Bkstore… kaso tinanghali ng gising ang bruha! Buti naman at nagkaabutan kami sa YM, kaya ayon, change of plans kami, naging 2pm na ang meeting time namin, sa Mc Donalds nalang  para may upuan habang naghihintay. Aba! ang usapan eh 2pm magkikita, hindi eh…past 2 na ko umalis ng bahay, kasi isang sakay lang naman…tapos 3 pm andun na kaming pareho sa sm, pero nagkita lang kami after 30 mins ata…Pano ba naman, nung pagdating ko sa Mc Do. Hindi sya ang nakita ko, isang cute guy..hihi…so ginawa ko, dun na lang ako nag-antay sa may labas, e di dungaw2 na lang ako dun, tingin2 kung saan, sabay tingin ulit sa loob ng Mc Do. Tska sa counter, baka andun na kasi si Paola. Hayy, at everytime na lilingon ako sa Mc Do., naku po! Yung cute guy, nakatingin sakin..argh! After so many minutes, paglingon ko ulit sa Mc Do. ayun, hindi ko pa rin nakikita si Paolita, pero yung si cute guy and company palabas na. Care ko ba.  Kaya eto continue ulit ang paghahanap kay paola. Suddenly, gulat ako, eto si cute guy with his little sister ata, tumabi sakin para dumungaw din. Henaku! E di iwas na lang ako, tuloy ulit ang paghahanap ng mata ko. Graveh ah ang tagal! Naisip ko tuloy baka andun pa rin 2ng babaitang to sa food court, so nagdecide na ko na bumaba sa food court, e di habang papunta sa stairs, tingin muna ko sa loob ng Mc Do. ulit. Hala! andun nakita ko ang bruha, nakaupo! E di yon, pumasok na ko sa loob, hindi pala kami nagkakitaan. *sigh* so yun, kwentuhan to the max muna kami, inabot kami ng 5pm kakakwentuhan!!!!! Lang ya! Hindi na kami nakapag-ikot-ikot. Buti na lang naalala ko, kailangan ko na pala ipa-recopy yung picture ko para sa SPUM, so we need to wait for 1 hour, e di nagpasama muna ko sa dep.store para tumingin ng mga sandals, step in, rubber shoes, pero ang mahal lahat! lalabas na sana kami ng dep.store, nakita ko ung stall ng jag, sale sila..hehe..e di yon, tingin2, hanggang sa may nabili din ako..kaso 5:50pm na nun, so kailangan ng balikan yung picture tska masyado ko ng naabala si paola, dahil naghihintay yung cousin nya sa may meadow wood sa tapat ng sm. Kahit pilit ako ng pilit na magpapicture muna kami, ayaw nya… sabi ko e di bili na lang kami ng kahit ano na magkaparehas kami, para souvenir nung araw na yon…pero wala na daw talagang time. Hehe buti na lang, andito si handy disposable camera ko, kaya ayun, buti naman naka 2x kami nagpicture kahit papano. Masaya na ko nun! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langyang lakaran to…ilang beses na delayed ang meeting time..and worse, kulang din yung time para mag-ikot-ikot pa, kasi minsan lang yung ganung time na pinayagan ako… pero syempre, may halong takot din ako kung mauunang umuwi si mommy sa bahay kaysa sakin, kasi ang alam nya magkasama kami ni kuya. 7pm na ako nakarating ng bahay, at as usual, nanghinayang ako sa oras, kasi wala pa sila mommy and daddy, e di sana naka gala pa ko ng matagal, pero buti na lang din at 7 ako nakauwi kasi, after 20 mins, dumating si mommy! Woi! Ang aga nya ah! Eh hindi pa ako nakabihis nun, buti na lang ang galing neto ni kuya, binihisan ung pamangkin ko ng pang-alis with matching socks pa! kaya nung dumating si mommy, nakita nya ko nakapang-alis pa rin, kaya nagtanong sya kung kararating pa lang “namin”…ayos, ang actingan..hehe…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111513565594304191?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111513565594304191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111513565594304191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111513565594304191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111513565594304191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/05/nang-dahil-sa-sabon.html' title='Nang Dahil sa Sabon…'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111493361084578901</id><published>2005-04-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T15:46:50.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga FIRSTS sa LuvLyf =p</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Haha, napulot ko lang ito sa kung saan… at trip ko lang sagutan at i-post dito…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUCTION: This is just to test your memory of your past or present first love life. Please pertain only to your admirations, crushes, puppy love, boyfriend/girlfriend, and husband/wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;guy&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST friend? &gt;&gt;c carlo, isang andrean un&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST crush? &gt;&gt;hhmmm, c michael ata, bata pa ko nun, ka-service ko sya, pero nung highschool na kami, aba! Naging gay!!!!!!!!!!…ay hindi pala, c kuya ko pala ung una kong naging crush, bwahahahaha, weird!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST m.u.? &gt;&gt; c carlo din…according sa mga friendships&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST puppy love? &gt;&gt;wala..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST ka-on? &gt;&gt;aLa din eh&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to ask you? &gt;&gt;c rhob, pero ung formal c john joseph…&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST boyfriend? &gt;&gt; wala din! Isa ko s NBSB!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST date? &gt;&gt;ala pa din, kasi ala nga ko boy friend!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST engagement? &gt;&gt;nyek! ALa pa nga kong boyfriend eh.&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST proposal? &gt;&gt;anu ba! WaLa pa!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST marriage? &gt;&gt;haLa! bata pa ko!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST kiss? &gt;&gt;ala pa&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST kiss in a letter? &gt;&gt;c carlo..hehe. sya unang guy na nagbigay ng letter sakin eh&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST kiss in a text? &gt;&gt; carlo pa din&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST holding hands? &gt;&gt;hhmmm, c carlo, kasi sya ung escort ko nun eh tska nung hinatak ko sya, hehe holding hands b tawag dun?!? Ala eh.&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST hug? &gt;&gt;wala pa naman…&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST love letter? &gt;&gt;hindi love letter un eh, pero galing kay carlo ang first letter ko from a guy&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST gift? &gt;&gt;heart shaped scented candle from john joseph, nung valentines day pa nya binigay!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST pen pal? &gt;&gt;wala pa&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST phone pal? &gt;&gt;di ko lam eh, wala pa ata…wan ko..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST chat mate? &gt;&gt; hhhmmm, c john paul ata…not sure..d ko na maalala&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST text mate? &gt;&gt;syempre e di ung first friend ko din, c carlo&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST email mate? &gt;&gt;c paulo ata..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to say you are beautiful? &gt;&gt; c rhob..hihi..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to say you are smart? &gt;&gt;wala pa ata eh..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to say you are sexy? &gt;&gt;nyehehehe..wala rin!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to say “I Love You”? &gt;&gt;ala pa ata eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;gal&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST friend? &gt;&gt;hala’y ndi ko na maalala!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST crush? &gt;&gt;bwahahaha, nakakahiya man sabihin, c errol, wan ko nga ba kung bakit ko sya naging crush eh..hihi…bata pa kc ko nun eh..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST m.u.? &gt;&gt;d ko lam…ala ata eh…&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST puppy love? &gt;&gt;nyek! Ala noh..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST ka-on? &gt;&gt;huhu, sa kasawiang palad, wala…huhu..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to ask you? &gt;&gt;wwwaaaaaahhhhh., aLa din…huhu…&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST girlfriend? &gt;&gt;hoy, hindi ako tomboy noh!?!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST date? &gt;&gt;d ko na matandaan kung sino…&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST engagement? &gt;&gt;cno nga ba?!? Engagement sa tropa to ha, c bingsterine..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST proposal? &gt;&gt;hindi nga ko tomboy eh! At ayoko din sa tomboy&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST marriage? &gt;&gt;hoy! Nasa pinas ako! Hindi pwede yan!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST kiss? &gt;&gt;ala eh, pero as a friend, c marian idos! Sa cheeks ah!&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST kiss in a letter? &gt;&gt;teka, c ‘te mnel ata eh…penback letter lng nmn un eh..&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST kiss in a text? &gt;&gt;hala! hindi ko na din maalala&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST holding hands? &gt;&gt;sorry, d ko maalala&lt;br /&gt;·  FIST hug? &gt;&gt;may alzeimer’s ata ko eh…d ko na din maalala&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST love letter? &gt;&gt;wala pa atang love letter eh..mga png frindships lang…&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST gift? &gt;&gt;wala pa ko nagiging ka-on eh…so wala pa&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST pen pal? &gt;&gt;wala din&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST phone pal? &gt;&gt;wala din&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST chat mate? &gt;&gt;ay, wala din ata eh&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST text mate? &gt;&gt; c ‘te mnel&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST email mate? &gt;&gt;c ‘te mnel din ata…&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to say you are beautiful? &gt;&gt;wan ko&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to say you are smart? &gt;&gt;wan ko&lt;br /&gt;·  FIRST to say you are sexy? &gt;&gt;wan ko dinFIRST to say “I Love You”? &gt;&gt;haha, so far, puro as friends lang…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111493361084578901?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111493361084578901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111493361084578901&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111493361084578901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111493361084578901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/mga-firsts-sa-luvlyf-p.html' title='Mga FIRSTS sa LuvLyf =p'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111493335138540803</id><published>2005-04-29T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T15:42:31.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABNKKBSNPLAko?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yan ang unang libro ni Bob Ong… mga kwentong chalk ni bob ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko nga ba kung ano ang pumasok sa utak ko at agad-agad pinabili ko itong librong ito at dali-daling binasa, siguro dahil sa nabasa ko na ung isa nyang libro ung “Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas” . Eh ano naman kung nabasa ko na? Ewan, baka gusto ko lang basahin lahat ng libro nya at nakakausyoso kasi ang pamagat. Dahil sa kasabikang matuto at malaman ang storya, sa loob lamang ng 2 at 1/3 na araw, natapos ko ang libro! Ang saya! Bigla ko tuloy naalala ang “Suring Basa” naming proyekto noong nasa ikalawang taon sa mataas na paaralan ako, sana ito nalang ang pinili kong basahin, mataas pa siguro ang puntos ko! Dahil  mas naintindihan ko nang maigi ito kaysa sa “’Gapo” na pinili ko noon. Sabagay, ganyan naman palagi, nasa huli na ang pagsisisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aba’y purong tagalog ako ah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maganda talaga ang librong ito, makaka-relate ang lahat ng estudyante (iba’t ibang klase ng estudyante!) pati na rin ang mga guro. Dahil ito ang librong naglalahad ng isang buhay estudyante, pangkaraniwan sa lahat ng estudyante ang mga mababasa dito, minsan nga sa isang banda, mapapasabi ka nalang ng “ay oo nga!” o kaya “oo nga! parehas tayo, ginawa ko rin yan!) pwede rin ito “tama ka dyan! naranasan ko din yan!) habang binabasa ang librong ito. Basta, mapapatawa ka nalang dahil tama o magkaparehas kayo ng mga napagdaanan. Sasaglit din sa isip mo ang mga kasama mo sa eskwelahan, maalala mo sila at ang mga pinaggagagawa nyo. Nakakatuwang balik tanawin ang nakaraan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang librong ito ay puno ng realisasyon tulad ng mga ito:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;"Parang “time’s up!” ang reunion, “pass your papers, finished or not!” Oras na para husgahan kung naging sino ka…o kung naging magkano ka. Sino ang naging successful? Sino ang naging pinaka-successful? May mga nagsasabing ang mga may maipagmamalaki lang ang uma-attend sa school reunions. Bakit nga ba nauuwi ang kwentuhan sa payabangan pag nagkikita ulit ang mga magkakaklase pagkaraan ng ilang taong paghihiwalay?”&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;“Madaling isipin kung ano ang gamit ng pera, pero hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit kailangang ito ang maging sukatan ng tagumpay ng tao. Sa edad na 21 hanggang 60, nagtatrabaho tayo para magkapera. Sa edad na 5 hanggang 21, pumapasok tayo sa eskuwela para magkatrabaho. Mahihina pa ang katawan natin nang una tayong pumasok sa eskuwela. Mahihina na tayo pagkatapos nating magretiro sa trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;“Hindi ba malaking pagkakamali ng maraming eskuwelahan na gawin 0 to 10% lang ang ‘Character’ sa computation ng grades, gayong Character ang humuhulma sa tao, pamilya, bansa, mundo, at kasaysayan?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;“Dalawang taon sa kindergarten, anim na taon sa elementarya, apat na taon sa hayskul, million milyong oras ang ginasta mo sa pag-upo at sa extra curricular activities, ilang araw ang ginugol mo sa paggagawa ng proyekto, takdang-aralin, at sa pag-aaral para sa exam, umabot ng ilang libo ang mga binayaran ng magulang mo sa tuition fees, miscellaneous fees, at books &amp; school supplies, Idagdad mo pa ang baon mo. Nakailang minuto ang inubos mo kakadasal na sana walang pasok o absent ‘yung prof mo. Nakapunta ka sa kung saan saan dail sa mga field trips nyo. 3 Graduation Ceremonies, 12 Christmas Parties, 10 Field Demonstrations, 70 na First Friday Mass, mga 36000 na Flag Ceremony at Panatang Makabayan, 24000 na recess, 7 Recollections, 1 Retreat, at di na mabilang na embarrassing moments. MAY NATUTUNAN BA AKO?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No calculators.&lt;br /&gt;No dictionaries.&lt;br /&gt;No erasures.&lt;br /&gt;No cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, time’s up!&lt;br /&gt;Pass your papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111493335138540803?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111493335138540803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111493335138540803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111493335138540803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111493335138540803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/abnkkbsnplako.html' title='ABNKKBSNPLAko?!'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111487369715431020</id><published>2005-04-28T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:08:17.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi St.Luke’s =p</title><content type='html'>I’m here again! It’s my 3rd yearly check up, actually its my 4th yr already, but my first check up was done at the other hospital ang other doctor too. Well I think this will be my last stop hospital for my certain health problem, because I’m nearly 18 which means my growth will stop already. Yes, this is something to do with my growth, why?&lt;em&gt; Kasi kapag nag stop na yung growth ko, mas malelessen na yung paglala nung sakit ko. Hey frienships and classmates, alam nyo na naman siguro ‘tong sakit ko di ba?!?, S****O, kapag pinahaba S****O**S. Common ito sa mga teen agers especially sa mga girls, and marami din sa batch natin ang may ganito. Ewan ko nga ba kung bakit ako nagkaroon nito, ang diagnose nga sakin “Idiopathic” daw which means “no known cause” *sigh* pero ang hindi nyo alam, pwede akong mamatay dito, kaya feeling ko talaga hindi ako magtatagal nang matagal dito sa earth eh…huhu… ito rin ang kinakatakot ko, baka hindi ako tanggapin sa nursing and worse sa medicine for having this problem. Pero sabi nila, hindi daw yan, ano naman daw kung meron ako nun eh nakakaya ko naman gawin lahat, tska hindi naman daw yun kailangan sa work ko eh. Sabi rin pala ni mommy, meron daw sya kakilalang nursei, meron din ganun, kaya huwag daw ako matakot na hindi tanggapin. *sigh* Sana nga! That’s one thing I like sa mga Paulinians, kahit na ganun ung kalagayan namin, tanggap nila kami and treated as normal pa rin, alam nyo un kapag nalaman nila na may ganun ka, mas nagiging worried sila sa sarili nila at inaalam kung paano malalaman na may ganun na ang isang tao, tatakot sila baka meron na din silang ganun. Well, todo support kami sa isa’t isa. Ang saya! Pero nakakalungkot din kasi halata ung sakit na un eh, lalo na kapag malalala na, ang daling makita na may ganun ka! At mahirap yan para sa aming mga teen agers, lalo na pag dating sa love life, naku, saan ka makakahanap ng partner na ung tanggap ung kalagayan mo at hindi ka ikakahiya?!? Diba? Kaya isa rin yan sa mga factors kaya ayaw ko pumasok sa isang relationship, hindi pa ganun ang trust ko pag dating sa mga oppostite sex. At isa pang nakakalungkot, hindi na gagaling itong sakit na ito, forever ko na ito dadalhin hanggang sa mamatay ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have that health prob. I’m thankful because I still  can do anything I want to, and still capable of doing any sports without limits. Not like the other ones who were already limited to some sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wish me luck nalang in coming years…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111487369715431020?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111487369715431020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111487369715431020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111487369715431020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111487369715431020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/hi-stlukes-p.html' title='Hi St.Luke’s =p'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111445102503627586</id><published>2005-04-26T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:43:45.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News Report:::CIARA-&gt;food poisoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hala! nagulat ako sa balitang ito ah, kapangalan ko pa! parehas din ng spelling! magkalapit pa ang age namin! ...Pero, what if ako yung namatay?!? ano kaya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infairness, nakakatakot yung cause of death nya huh. Dahil lang sa pagkain ng maruming food! Kasi eh, napakalinis dito sa Pinas eh!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bakit ba talamak ang food poisoning this year?!? Napansin ko lang... haha, pati nga kami, nabiktima na rin. Akalain nyo bang yung chocolait drink na nasa tetra pack, pagbukas ko, iba na ang lasa! Eh malayo pa naman yung expiration date, at sa grocery pa namin yun binili ah! Pati rin yung sister-in-law ko, nabiktima rin... yung milk drink din na binili nya na naka tetra pack, after 1 day or 2 days ata nang binuksan nila, panis na agad, eh naka-ref. naman lagi yun at malayo pa rin ang expiration date...hayy nakakapagtaka... tsk,tsk,tsk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actualy, hindi ko kilala yung Ciara na yan, curious nga ko kasi sino ba siya at natetelevised pa ang pagkamatay niya... then later on, nalaman ko na, anak pala siya ni Mayor Abalos. Nakakahinayang nga ang pagkamatay niya, imagine, 19 yrs old palang siya, La Salle or Ateneo pa ata, at ang pretty2 pa niya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111445102503627586?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111445102503627586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111445102503627586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111445102503627586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111445102503627586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/news-reportciara-food-poisoned.html' title='News Report:::CIARA-&gt;food poisoned'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111444961849243908</id><published>2005-04-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:20:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super duper GeneraL cLeaning...</title><content type='html'>Hayy, yesterday I started to clean again my room, but this time is not the usual routine. As in, I removed my blinds to wash it, unscrewed the screen of my window, removed the webs there in my window and wiped the glass, clean my fan, change my bedsheet, vacuum my bed, &lt;em&gt;at lahat na ng alikabok sa lahat ng sulok ng kwarto ko tinanggal ko na! Na-realized ko lang kasi na, ilang weeks na lang ako mag-i-stay dito sa room ko... bago ko man lang iwan to, linisan ko na nang maigi, dahil minsan lang ako magkaroon ng time na ganito. Tsaka baka may gumamit din minsan nitong room ko, mahirap na, baka may masabi pang iba..hihi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayon, hirap kayang maglinis ng todo linis... &lt;/em&gt;it takes time... &lt;em&gt;at hindi lang natapos ng isang araw yun ah, may continuation pa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the next time I wil clean my room again, is the time already to repacked all those reference books, I will be needing in my College Life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111444961849243908?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111444961849243908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111444961849243908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111444961849243908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111444961849243908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/super-duper-general-cleaning.html' title='super duper GeneraL cLeaning...'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111418803565465311</id><published>2005-04-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:40:35.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sagot sa tanong ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;{I}{N}{F}{A}{T}{U}{A}{T}{I}{O}{N}&lt;/strong&gt; is the word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know...&lt;em&gt;tama si aila (bubblegum ko&lt;/em&gt;...)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;"infatuation" &lt;em&gt;lang yung naging feeling ko, na-fall ako nang hindi ko pa masyadong nakikilala yung tao, &lt;/em&gt;and now...it fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getsz?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na-inlove&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;pero nawala din...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the dictionary)&lt;br /&gt;1: foolish and usually extravagant passion or love or admiration 2: temporary love of an adolescent [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=puppy%20love"&gt;puppy love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=calf%20love"&gt;calf love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=crush"&gt;crush&lt;/a&gt;] 3: an object of extravagant short-lived passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111418803565465311?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111418803565465311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111418803565465311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111418803565465311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111418803565465311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/sagot-sa-tanong-ko.html' title='sagot sa tanong ko...'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111400732247137317</id><published>2005-04-20T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:16:17.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the DARK SIDE of ur sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capricorn (Dec 22 - Jan 19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are rather materialistic and it is fueled by your fears of financialdisaster. This makes you complain about monetary woes, irritating many with your obnoxious attitude. You can also be a social climber, manipulating &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yourway up the ladder; name-dropping all the way to the top. Once in a while,you'll have morbid thoughts about Death something that scares you becauseyou have no control over it. You tend to be obsessive about your mortality sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt; Stop worrying about losing money, and you'd rid yourself of unfoundednightmares. Stop manipulating others and you'll be free to concentrate onattaining your goals. Get rid of your phobias and you'll be able to relax more and enjoy yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquarius (Jan 20 - Feb 18)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You tend to be too idealistic and naive sometimes. Practicality gets thrown out of the window by you many times. Cool and aloof, you rarely want to dealwith deep emotions. You like to give advice but don't like to receive it. And ideas and inspirations that you sometimes neglect or follow through with them are constantly bombarding you. Or else you are constantly shifting focus, giving people the idea with no staying power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt;Take time to explore your private feelings. Not all people see things yourway. And just because you come up with ideas, don't expect other people to do all the work for you. Learn to trust people and accept advice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pisces (Feb 19 - Mar 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are an escapist - you have this knack of avoiding issues if they seemunpleasant. You delve into past memories to escape your present woes.Thereis also a tendency towards alcoholism and even drug abuse - you are on asearch for some kind of 'high'. You also love to flirt and too much of it may send the wrong, dangerous signals out to other people. Once in awhile,a dark mood will descend on you and you become rather unsociable and withdrawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt;Trust your instincts, but also be in control of your perceptions.Whenever the escapist tendency hits you, join a seminar or get a pep talk from a friend to get your perspective right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aries (Mar 21 - Apr 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A warrior at heart, you thrive on challenges and any strife and dramas, youare tempted to stir things up, just to keep yourself happy. You are also rather intolerant of mistakes and don't have patience for weakness orfailings in others. And sometimes, you can be quite a as well you like to beseen at the right places or wear the right clothes. And you're also prone tobossiness. Your restless nature may make you quit a project suddenly if you can't sustain the interest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt; Get off your high horse and pay your dues before people will acceptyou.Learn to be more tolerant of others and try to see the other person'sside of the story. If you believe in what you do, you can move mountains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taurus (Apr 21 - May 20)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are stubborn and like to hold onto things, not wanting to let go of anything or anyone. You are slow to anger, but when you do get worked up to a rage - everyone step aside! You also have a selfish streak and can be quite sneaky as well. And although people may see you as helpful and agreeable, you sometimes have an inner struggle wanting the approval of others while sticking to your own opinions. You also tend to be suspicious of others and question their motives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt; Stop being mean and try to be nice. Learn to forgive and let go of yourpast disappointments. Learn from your mistakes and have faith in yourself and others as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gemini (May 21 - Jun 21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your devil-may-care attitude sometimes could bring harm to yourself - you tend to live on the edge sometimes. Many of you believe that you don't deserve success, somehow feeling guilty for it. You may give others too much of yourself sometimes that you lose yourself. You may be prone tosuppressing motions as well. And at times that makes it difficult for you to accept affection and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt;Work at listening to others and don't be tempted to try daring devil stuntsall the time. And try doing something for yourself and once in a while,in between, doing favors for others. You're human, after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cancer (Jun 22 - Jul 22)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can get carried away with emotions - your anger is overwhelming and yoursadness can depress all those around you. You're also ultra-sensitive to other people's emotions and are affected by these as well. You tend to react before you think and then brood about what you may have done or said wrong. You are also prone to periods of morbidity, thinking dark thoughts.Feelings of insecurity creep in now and then, making you snappish or else you try to win the approval of everyone at your expense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt;Accept that you are hypersensitive to emotions and work with yours. Go withthe flow and by doing the right thing, you set an example for others.Work with others and this will help build your confidence and open you up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo (Jul 23 - Aug 22)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the rare occasion you lose your temper, you can turn into a savage beast. You seem to need an audience as well, to help boost your confidence and ego, sometimes. Other times, you get caught up in the outward dramas of your life that you neglect what you're feeling inside. This results in a delayedreaction when emotions sneak up on you and you get hit with a whammy. Youalso tend to be proud and aggressive, cloaking these with your charm. Whenthings don't go your way, you get impatient and may even throw a tantrum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt; Learn to spend some time alone with yourself and get to know yourselfbetter. And learn to experience your emotions at the moment; don't store them up for another time. And know that not all means justify the ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virgo (Aug 23 - Sep 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have a martyr complex, feeling that you were put on this earth to do good work and not receive any credit for it. You tend to be ultra criticalof yourself and others and you also worry about things that are beyond your control. A little pessimistic sometimes, you tend to be an intellectual snob. You bottle up all your insecurities and fears, and hesitate to reachout for help. And once in a while, you become a busybody - that's when you also feel responsible for other people's problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt;Modesty has its own limits - take credit for your efforts. Give yourself abreak and know that you do not have to be successful in everything you do. Keep focused and don't get tangled in other people's affairs too often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Libra (Sep 23 - Oct 23)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your inability to reach a decision in matters of personal action islegendary. You like to weigh all the alternatives and hear every side of anargument - but this may take time and opportunities may pass you by becauseof it. You also like to expand energy on people who may not deserve it. Youwant to help the underdog. You are also sensitive to criticism and may take mild statements of fact very personally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt; Follow your instincts and act on them - stop sitting on fences. Don't blindly trust people; learn to be a little more discriminating in your offers of help. Learn to think for yourself and don't be swayed by persuasive tongues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpio (Oct 24 - Nov 21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have a revengeful streak and a long memory for past hurts. Sometimes you're downright spiteful. When you suffer, you make sure others sufferalong with you. Sometimes, you may even use deception to get what you wantand to influence others to stay out of your way. You may even believe theseuntruths and unrealistic fears will grow on you. Once in a while, you maycome across someone that just rubs you on the wrong side for no apparent reason and you make it your mission to bury him or her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt; Flight the negative emotions that arise in you, and resentment will not souryour life. Don't' give into temptation to tell lies, learn to conquer yourstrong tendency towards revenge and things will fall into place for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got a big mouth and unwittingly hurt an insult people with it. Youcan even go to utter strangers and give unsolicited advice and comments. You also seem to enjoy verbal duels with others whenever you can. And you sure can make sore losers, even suspecting foul play if things don't go your way.You have a knack for confrontation and you can't resist being sarcastic.You also don't think too much of many people, because you have a mild superiority complex. Vanity is also a trait in many of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice:&lt;/em&gt; Learn with whom you can be frank otherwise keep your comments toyourself.Discretion is the better part of valor. Curb your cockiness, andyou can combine it with your concern for serious issues, aiding in your search for truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111400732247137317?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111400732247137317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111400732247137317&amp;isPopup=true' title='438 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111400732247137317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111400732247137317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/dark-side-of-ur-sign.html' title='the DARK SIDE of ur sign'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>438</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111378761186244698</id><published>2005-04-17T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T10:58:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ano ba kasing tawag sa feeling na ito???</title><content type='html'>Just recieved a message from a friend... and I don't know why I am crying again for him, imagine, the first time I cried over a friend (guy) was because of a message too and he was also the same reason why I'm crying now...I'm so fool, to cry, &lt;em&gt;bakit ba ako nasasaktan?!?&lt;/em&gt; we're just friends! &lt;em&gt;pero bakit nga ba ako nasasaktan??? bakit? bakit? bakit? ang kapal ng mukha ko, kaibigan lang ako!&lt;/em&gt; and besides, I don't know what are my feelings for him...argh! pero sa totoo lang, umaasa pa rin ako...&lt;em&gt; (ano ba ciara!!! sapukin kaya kita sa ulo nang matauhan ka!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayyy, why I'm crying?!? &lt;em&gt;(naku, baka lumaki ulo nun!)&lt;/em&gt; emotionally hurt???&lt;em&gt; (siguro nga...tsk, tsk, tsk)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**It was just emotions taking me over. Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul...**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Napansin ko lang ah, lahat ng nakilala kong boys na long distance, lagi akong iniiwanan... =( pero bago nila prinoblema yang long distance na yan, prinoblema ko na din yun, pero sabi sakin ng mga friends ko mas maganda nga daw yung ganun dahil mas may challenge, kaya go pa rin ako, pero bakit sila, give-up na agad?!? (haayyy, ano bang problema mo ciara!!?? hindi sinesoryoso ang ganyang bagay! manatili ka na lang kasing "MANHATER", nang hindi ka nagkakaganyan...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok...para hindi na ako malungkot&lt;/em&gt;...Thanks to my cousin for making me realize &lt;em&gt;na madaming guys na nagkagusto sakin, dumating sa buhay ko, at minsan gusto ko rin sila...pero umalis din sila agad kasi nainip...&lt;/em&gt; which only means, they want &lt;em&gt;ng madaliang gf...tsaka sila yung mga tipong walang tiyagang mag-antay para sayo .&lt;/em&gt;..sigh...yeah your right couz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;this friend is also the one I'm talking about in my previous post, there, below this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111378761186244698?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111378761186244698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111378761186244698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111378761186244698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111378761186244698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/ano-ba-kasing-tawag-sa-feeling-na-ito.html' title='ano ba kasing tawag sa feeling na ito???'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111366571692255234</id><published>2005-04-15T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T23:41:55.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A MAYONNAISE JAR AND COFFEE</title><content type='html'>When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, just remember the mayonnaise jar and the coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items infront of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar slightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "YES". The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now" said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things. Your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions...things that if everything else is lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first, "he continued, "There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get a medical checkup. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18 holes. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the screen door. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand. One of the students raised her hand and asked what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked, " he said. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a cup of coffee with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; uuhhh, I was just inspired, because I think I'm gonna loose one friend again... a friend whom I had really considered my friend...huhu...I'm now afraid of tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111366571692255234?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111366571692255234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111366571692255234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111366571692255234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111366571692255234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/mayonnaise-jar-and-coffee.html' title='A MAYONNAISE JAR AND COFFEE'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111366496400725747</id><published>2005-04-14T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T23:33:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!i!iADveNtuRE!i!i</title><content type='html'>W0w this day was full of adventure, all were my 1st time, pero ang ka-date ko sa araw na to hindi 1st time.(hehe…&lt;em&gt;si KRISHAbogs ko un, pang-ilang date na namin to&lt;/em&gt;) (hey guys, don’t get me wrong ah, with the term “date”…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start the day…I woke up 5am (whoa! &lt;em&gt;May pasok ba?!?)&lt;/em&gt; to take a bath, prepare myself, and eat breakfast. Then we (daddy, sister-in-law, &amp;amp; me) left the house at 7:15 am, and my dad drop me at St.Paul Pque by 7:45 am (and I was early for our meeting time! 8am). After some minutes of waiting, Krisha arrived, &lt;em&gt;at inasikaso na namin agad yung mga dapat gawin&lt;/em&gt;, I finalized my “MaDocs” form, we got her 2 good moral certificate, we went to Principal’s Office and asked Ms.Belle for my certification of the upper 40 percentile, but unfortunately there had been some problems, so I need to go back again on Monday for that certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here’s the start of my 1st time/s in this adventure… from school, &lt;em&gt;pupunta na kami ng “MaDocs” at 1st time ko na magcocommute papunta doon (before kasi, nakasasakyan kami) ayun, eh si Krisha lang nakakaalam kung paano makakarating dun, eh di sakay kami ng “Baclaran” tapos sakay ulit kami ng ??? (hehe, nakalimutan ko na),eh di yun andun na kami sa “Edsa”,tawid kami sa over pass, sakay kami ng bus (hehe, nakalimutan ko na din kung ano yung sinakyan namin…basta! Papuntang “Macapagal” yun) tapos baba kami ng “Blue Wave”, eh di lakad kami hanggang makarating ng “MaDocs”… so yun, siya ang pinauuna ko lagi kasi nakailang punta na siya dun, (eh ako, 2nd time pa lang…) pila na kami sa admission, at may kasunod kaming mga maiingay na lalaki!!!. Napasa ko na ung form ko, na-sched na ko sa exam, punta kami c.r. (hehe, 1st time ko mapasok un) amazed ako kasi parang nasa mall or restaurant ang c.r. nila, ganda2! linis! ang laki pa! may mirror din! So yun, labas na kami ng “MaDocs” eto sakay kami nung jeep na nag-aantay dun sa gate (1st time ko na sasakay dun at puro students pa ng madocs ang sakay!…hehe, nakalimutan ko na din kung saan papunta yung jeep na yon) bumalik ulit kami ng “Edsa”, sakay kami ng “LRT” (haha! Believe it, 1st time ko na sasakay dun!!!, and saya!) at aliw na aliw ako dun sa card ah, kala ko akin na yun (sayang! Remembrance sana!) hindi pala, sabi ni Krisha kakainin daw yun ng machine..hehe...tapos nauna na siya sa counter, ako naman excited…hindi pa nga siya nakakapasok, iinsert ko na agad yung card ko, ayan napagsabihan tuloy ako ni krisha..hehe..eto pa, napakababaw ko, natuwa ako kasi tama ung pg-insert ko nung card..hehe..so yun, pasok na kami sa train, ayos! nakatayo kami..=( . ayan na pedro gil station na, labas kami, ay! nakalimutan ko, parehas pala naming 1st time na mgcocommute papuntang SPUM..hehe..e d pgbaba namin ng “LRT” tanong kami sa guard sa may restaurant dun, saan papuntang robinson...tawid kami, lakad2, andun na kami sa UPM naalala namin si Venus at si ate Marinel..lalang…aun, hanggang sa nakita na namin ung gate ng SPUM, nagaalangan pa nga kami kung yun na ba yon eh, pero kita namin sa gate “SPC” kaya ayun, pasok na kami, (yihee, 1st time ko na mapapasok ang SPUM!) pagdating sa may guard, hala! hinihingian kami ng ID, patay! wala kami nun! kaya cellphone na lang pinaiwan nung guard… e di yun, lakad2 sa loob, hinahanap ang Guidance Office, ayun nakita din namin, pasok kami, wow malaki ang sala ah… tapos tinawag na kami, aun, inquire na si Krisha, kita namin ung name ng naunang ng-inquire, uy! si Kim Calanza! pero mommy nya ata yun kasi hindi naman namin nakita si kim eh… after nun, decide kami na mag recess muna kami sa canteen dun, ayun, may camote-que and banana-que, bili kami ng isang stick ng camote-que (mahina kami kumain eh) hati na kami dun sa 4 na camote…nagaalangan pa nga kami bumili kasi naalala namin, kung may chits pa ba dapat, so tanong kami kay ate, kung hindi na ba chits dito, tapos tanong nya din kami, kung from spcqc kami, sabi namin hindi, sa pque kami, tapos sabi nya, “ahh hindi na uso chits, cash na dito” hehe nagkatawanan na lang kami dun…so ayun, kain kami, bigla namin na-miss ang pque, ang aming cafeteria dun kung gano ka-presentable ang pgkakagawa nun, ngayon ko lang na-appreciate ang pagiging organize ng aming canteen, nakahiwalay ang bilihan ng drinks, snacks, candies, lunch, school supplies, etc. kasi napansin namin dun sa canteen ng SPUM may 1 stall dun na andun na ung mga snacks, school supplies and drinks, ewan ko lang kung ganun talaga, kasi baka lang dahil sa bakasyon kaya 1 stall lang ang ginagamit. After nun, alis na kami ng SPUM, nakapagdecide kami na pumunta na rin ng Robinson, tutal malapit lang eh..hehe..e di yun, andun na kami, wow ang saya2 ko!! 1st time ko lang makakapasok dun..hehe…libot2, bili ng kung ano2 (2 lang naman ung binili ko) tapos, alis na kami kahit na hindi ko pa nalilibot lahat..uuhhh…so yun, labas na kami, lakad2 ulit..sakay ulit “LRT” tapos eto na naman po kami sa “Edsa” hayyy, napansin lang namin, etong EDSA na ito ang naging center point namin sa lahat ng pinuntahan namin ngayong araw na to…haha…balik ulit kami ng St.Paul Pque, ngparecommend kay Ms.Bautista tska kay Mrs. Salvador sana, kaso nakauwi na...at dun na ngwakas ang aming adventure!!! Naghiwalay na kami…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were so amazed that in just half of the day, we've been gone to many places already!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all folks!!! The end of our school hopping, road trip, adventure with lots of my “First time/s” =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111366496400725747?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111366496400725747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111366496400725747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111366496400725747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111366496400725747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/iiadventureii.html' title='!i!iADveNtuRE!i!i'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111338472162840830</id><published>2005-04-13T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T16:58:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my days are counted...</title><content type='html'>a couple of hours ago, I was dreaming of a situation &lt;em&gt;kung saan may taning na daw ang buhay ko! &lt;/em&gt;(whoa! &lt;em&gt;wag naman sana...) ayon, dahil bilang na daw ang araw ko, lahat ng gusto ko binibigay na nila &lt;/em&gt;mommy and daddy &lt;em&gt;(ui...masaya yan!!!).&lt;/em&gt; I remember, we were in a mall and everything I get (even, it is expensive) they bought it, &lt;em&gt;tapos umiiyak ako nun dahil malapit na kong mamatay nang hindi ko pa nagagawa lahat ng gusto ko, meron pang mga bagay na hindi ko pa natatapos. &lt;/em&gt;Then I caught myself nearly crying as I woke up, and I looked at the clock, it's 5 am! so I decided to sleep again, and my dream continued! (argh!) (Is this something to do with the date?!? 13th??? But it's not Friday...whatever...)(connection?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was just a dream! I'm still here, alive, and typing my 3rd post, without any fear of having near death, 'coz there's no any reason for my life to end up as early as now! But I remember my psych class, the topic about dreams, and I think this dream I had, was a healing dream type wherein it serve as a message for me regarding my health. Maybe the interpretation was right, that I really need to take care of myself. One thing was not clear in my dream...the reason why I will die soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while browsing some blogs, I saw one post wherein, you can know your death age, and I took the quiz...whew! it said I will die at the age of 79...haha..not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...that's the end...(Why is it all about death?!?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111338472162840830?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111338472162840830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111338472162840830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111338472162840830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111338472162840830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-days-are-counted.html' title='my days are counted...'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111307355141366127</id><published>2005-04-10T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T16:15:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DELETE...go0d or bad?!?..</title><content type='html'>Delete is to remove something and it is one of the factors in the pc that would help lessen your bites...from being so much loaded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happened to me was, bad... Thursday, while surfing the net, I noticed that my access is so slow (and I'm really losing my patience), so I thought that I already need to delete some of my programs, files, etc. to let my pc work with an ease and maybe through that way it will work faster. What I deed is, I went to the &lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=INTERNET" target="_blank"&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt; Options, and delete the files there...then when I went here in my blog, I was unable to access! &lt;em&gt;(huh? bakit kaya?), &lt;/em&gt;but I try again and the same thing happened, "The page cannot be displayed" was the one coming out. So I thought, maybe the owner of this blogger is not On Line right now...or there are some kinda maintenance and the like. (whatever!) . So I decided to come back later... After two or three hours, I'm here again in the net and checking my blog, and with my surprise! still, I can't access! (argh! what's wrong with this!?!), but here I go again, trying and trying, keep on pushing the refresh button... and still the same...suddenly, &lt;em&gt;naisip ko na, hindi kaya dahil s pagdelete ko ng mga files kanina??! kaya ayaw gumana ng blog ko ngayon?&lt;/em&gt;. But, there is no such thing as "Undelete", so how can I recover the ones I've just deleted?!?...(*poof* wait...I remember there's a so called "System Restore"!!!) I immediately went there and restored my system earlier, on the date of April 7... So there, I'm waiting, hoping that it will just be the only way to recover those files... after the system restoring, again, I went to my blog, and still... nothing happened!!! (What's the matter with you d*mn computer!?!!!!) While I was signed in at the YM, I asked KATH PAS (a blogger too) if she could access to her blog, and she said yes. (wwwwwaaaaaahhhhhhh! how was she able to access? while me, I can't...) Hours and hours had past, it was already 8pm, I asked another blogger, Bing (my fellowship!) the same question, and I also got the same answer! (What's happening to my pc?!? why is it, everyone can access to their blog, except me!!!???!!) and there! I completely lost my patience and hope! Imagine...I wasted my whole day for this! my head, eyes and everything ached already! and still I can't access&lt;em&gt;!!! (Bahala na nga! suko na ko!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew! At Last! after two days, I am now able to access here in my blog and edit it again! I discovered new things again about editing my template... Here, I got now a background music! a tagboard! a counter!...(Learning step-by-step eh?) And now, a good friend of mine, 'te Mnel, came and helped me, taught me some things to know. Hayyy, thanks to her, my knowledge was increased more! She's really a comp.whizz!...(wow, God is so good...) Another friend came, Jane (my trashcan!) and gave me some layouts to choose for, and they were really nice ah. I'm just wondering, where did she get all those html's?!? &lt;em&gt;e wala naman sayang blog... &lt;/em&gt;But then, thanks to you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is...now that I can already use my blog....I need to be out of this net for several days &lt;em&gt;naman...&lt;/em&gt;huhu...'coz I need to concentrate first with myself, focus and have time &lt;em&gt;muna&lt;/em&gt; for myself...(meditate?!? Yoga?!? ..haha..whatever you think..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111307355141366127?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111307355141366127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111307355141366127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111307355141366127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111307355141366127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/deletego0d-or-bad_10.html' title='DELETE...go0d or bad?!?..'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111289200284648896</id><published>2005-04-07T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T23:58:38.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yiPeEE!!!  I g0t n0w my nEw bL0g!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally! After those doubting moments whether I will make my own blog or not... yey! I finally decided to make one! haha its funny because I was just tempted to have one 'coz of browsing the blogs of other, &lt;em&gt;at inaamin ko, nainggit ako!&lt;/em&gt; haha, but not only that, I was also inspired by someone (oops, guess who...) and I realized too that this is something fun to do while I'm available, &lt;em&gt;as in super libre! dahil lagi akong home alone!!!kaya bored ako lagi &lt;/em&gt;, and nothing to do this summer (hayyy, all were just plans).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm happy that in just a hour! Voila! I have now my very own blog! But there's a sad thing...I didn't got the chance to post right away... Because my internet card was dead already (whoa! What a term eh?) at the same time my mom gave me an assignment, I need to prepare our two viand and it took me two and half hours to finished it! and take note, cooking was not yet included there....uhhhh....so many obstacles! those house chores and the temptation of that t.v.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;several hours delayed...and uh oh, its already April 8! its already past 12!!! but I still want to continue my very first post on this first day of my blog &lt;em&gt;(wwaahhh, adik!) &lt;/em&gt;and quiet, I'll just change the date in earlier time....haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I wished that soon I will also discover how to personalize this blog of mine, 'coz I don't want this kind of template &lt;em&gt;(maarte ako....sorry!) ang dami ko pang gusto idagdag dito&lt;/em&gt;, like the tag board, counter, links, pictures, background music, &lt;em&gt;basta! &lt;/em&gt;my very own designed page!!! that's all...and I think, I really need a lot of internet card for this one..ahehe..&lt;em&gt;(naku...magiging aksayado na ko nito!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! its 12:35 am already! 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I g0t n0w my nEw bL0g!'/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11987124.post-111288014524837299</id><published>2005-04-07T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T21:22:25.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/142/5025/640/spd...filipiniana...cu.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/142/5025/320/spd...filipiniana...cu.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chubby p ng face ko hir...after yan ng fieLd demo...3rd yr....JanuAry 2004&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11987124-111288014524837299?l=soliloquy-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/feeds/111288014524837299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11987124&amp;postID=111288014524837299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111288014524837299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11987124/posts/default/111288014524837299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soliloquy-star.blogspot.com/2005/04/chubby-p-ng-face-ko-hir.html' title=''/><author><name>~C~i~A~r~A~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14645178790942141398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/ciara_agentred08/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
