<?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-2367767069830026680</id><updated>2012-01-29T21:14:44.633-08:00</updated><category term='Bohol'/><category term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Emierald's Pensieve</title><subtitle type='html'>It is the place where my thoughts and story of my life are deposited...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-694016831524381238</id><published>2008-08-12T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:30:01.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Accounting Cycle of Love"</title><content type='html'>I debit your love&lt;br /&gt;You credit my love,&lt;br /&gt;Post to the general journal&lt;br /&gt;To the ledger of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's bring down the balance&lt;br /&gt;And double rule the amount&lt;br /&gt;Balance will be extended&lt;br /&gt;To the worksheet of our romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trial balance will show&lt;br /&gt;We are meant for each other&lt;br /&gt;Adjusting entries my dear&lt;br /&gt;Will make our love forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing entries my dear&lt;br /&gt;Will lead us to the church&lt;br /&gt;Post closing trial balance&lt;br /&gt;Constructed to be our guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear accounting is finished&lt;br /&gt;Let's see our balance sheet&lt;br /&gt;Does our business profit ? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh! My Goodness&lt;br /&gt;" TWELVE LITTLE KIDS ! ! ! ".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-694016831524381238?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/694016831524381238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=694016831524381238' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/694016831524381238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/694016831524381238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/08/accounting-cycle-of-love.html' title='&quot;Accounting Cycle of Love&quot;'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-4224363680722276146</id><published>2008-08-11T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:38:41.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admire your Worth</title><content type='html'>This is a very nice story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Dog Genius&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;A butcher watching over his shop is really surprised when he saw a dog coming inside the shop. He shoos him away. But later, the dog is back again. So, he goes over to the dog and notices he has a note in his mouth. He takes the note and it reads "Can I have 12 sausages and a leg of lamb, please". The dog has money in his mouth, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butcher looks inside and, lo and behold, there is a ten dollar note there. So he takes the money and puts the sausages and lamb in a bag, placing it in the dog's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butcher is so impressed, and since it's about closing time, he decides to shut up shop and follow the dog. So off he goes. The dog is walking down the street when he comes to a level crossing. The dog puts down the bag, jumps up and presses the button. Then he waits patiently, bag in mouth, for the lights to turn. They do, and he walks across the road, with the butcher following him all the way. The dog then comes to a bus stop, and starts looking at the timetable. The butcher is in awe at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog checks out the times, and then sits on one of the seats provided.&lt;br /&gt;Along comes a bus. The dog walks around to the front, looks at the number, and goes back to his seat. Another bus comes. Again the dog goes and looks at the number, notices it's the right bus, and climbs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butcher, by now, open-mouthed, follows him onto the bus. The bus travels through the town and out into the suburbs, the dog looking at the scenery. Eventually he gets up, and moves to the front of the bus. He stands on 2 back paws and pushes the button to stop the bus. Then he gets off, his groceries still in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the dog and the butcher are walking along the road, and then the dog turns into a house. He walks up the path, and drops the groceries on the step. Then he walks back down the path, takes a big run, and throws himself against the door. He goes back down the path, runs up to the door and again, it throws himself against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no answer at the house, so the dog goes back down the path, jumps up on a narrow wall, and walks along the perimeter of the garden.&lt;br /&gt;He gets to the window, and beats his head against it several times, walks back, jumps off, and waits at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butcher watches as a big guy opens the door, and starts abusing the dog, kicking him and punching him, and swearing at him. The butcher runs up, and stops the guy. "What in heaven's name are you doing? The dog is a genius. He could be on TV, for the life of me!" To which the guy responds: "You call this clever? This is the second time this week that this stupid dog's forgotten his key."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: You may actually be performing miraculously but shall always fall short of the bosses' expectations. So don't get disappointed , instead learn to admire your worth yourself !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-4224363680722276146?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/4224363680722276146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=4224363680722276146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4224363680722276146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4224363680722276146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/08/admire-your-worth.html' title='Admire your Worth'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-3085839837707979778</id><published>2008-08-11T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:24:23.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect the Unexpected</title><content type='html'>Do you believe in the saying "Expect the Unexpected"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my opinion, it is not bad to have expectations but sometimes it is still better not to expect anything especially expect something from anyone. Sometimes those things that we do not expect just happens to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the advantage of having expectations?&lt;br /&gt;When you expect of something and think of it for a couple of times, you began to attract the thought of it. "Thought becomes things"~ The Secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the disadvantage of having expectations?&lt;br /&gt;Too much expectations may lead to disappointment when the outcome does not meet your expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectation from yourself&lt;br /&gt;- Needs your own effort to fulfill it. "When it fails, there's no one to be blame other than you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectation from others&lt;br /&gt;- Requires other people to your needs. Note: "You must not promise anything to a person when you are not sure of it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still it is you who will decide for yourself. You are the one who has the ability to fulfill whatever goals and expectations you have. You must not be dependent to others. If you think you are on the wrong path, make your move! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-3085839837707979778?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/3085839837707979778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=3085839837707979778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3085839837707979778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3085839837707979778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/08/expect-unexpected.html' title='Expect the Unexpected'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-8533328137598914091</id><published>2008-06-24T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:42:43.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is Complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a week from now since everything good suddenly went wrong. There is a sudden change in my environment. One friend of mine changed the way how he treated me. Everytime we see each other, he makes a way not to talk to me either by talking to other people or making himself busy. And I don't know what is his reason why he is doing that to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I remember, when we had our annual gathering, we had a game so called "truth or consequence". In that game, we have to tell only the truth in every question. One question for me is to choose between two guys, a guy whom i knew for quite some time but gives effort for the past two weeks and the other guy is a quiet person but when we are together shows his true personality and it has been more than a year since we've known each other that made us more closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I answered that question, that is the time when he started to ignore me. Anyway, here is my answer: If I am going to choose based on what is the status of our friendship now, I will choose the guy whom I find myself comfortable to talk with, share my secrets, let out of my problems and seek advices. I am referring to the second guy mentioned earlier. He is a very quiet person but when he speak out, it really has a sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I did not choose the other guy is because of some of his personality. I think we are not compatible. Sorry to say that but that is how I feel when we are together. I knew that he tried his best to please me and I appreciate all the efforts. He is a friend for me and I accept him for who he was and whatever characteristics he have which I think we are not compatible but am willing to adjust for us to be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I hurt his feelings that's why he ignores me. But is it enough reason to forget our friendship? (sigh..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it right to let go of the person you love when you know that he/she is happy with someone else? or should you fight for love? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't it be possible that the person you love will also fallen in love with you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is so complicated for the one that you love the most doesn't love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-8533328137598914091?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/8533328137598914091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=8533328137598914091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8533328137598914091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8533328137598914091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-is-complicated.html' title='Love is Complicated'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-7186149563723042102</id><published>2008-03-26T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:38.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Panglao Tour (2nd day)</title><content type='html'>At 10:00am in the morning, our tour guide Mang Gerry fetch us at Lost Horizon Resort for our Panglao tour. And here we go again for our second day tour (c/o Spencer Bohol Tours)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Panglao Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAIsUF7H4zI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5qcXtXulcxo/s1600-h/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188758444383396658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAIsUF7H4zI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5qcXtXulcxo/s320/DSC02549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAIu6V7H40I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uR8qeT2tDC8/s1600-h/DSC02556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188761300536648514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAIu6V7H40I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uR8qeT2tDC8/s320/DSC02556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Seashell Museum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You can find here the different kinds of shells, even it is a crab shell, wooden shell of whatever... It is just amazing that the owner has collected those shells. He also shared to us the very expensive shell he collected that according to him, it was found in the very deepest part of the ocean near the islands of Panglao. The size of that shell was unbelievably small and in able for you to see it, you need to use a magnifying glass. Unfortunately, I was not able to get the picture of that shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAIzOF7H41I/AAAAAAAAAGY/FGib8lAMM48/s1600-h/DSC02619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188766037885576018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAIzOF7H41I/AAAAAAAAAGY/FGib8lAMM48/s320/DSC02619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAI08V7H42I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cIgrHYHRUFk/s1600-h/DSC02026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188767931966153570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAI08V7H42I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cIgrHYHRUFk/s320/DSC02026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Daks &amp;amp; Gams Wildlife Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I have learned from Mang Gerry: Daks (Dako) - meaning malaki; Gams (Gamay) - meaning maliit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAI23F7H43I/AAAAAAAAAGo/u9a4rPum7VY/s1600-h/DSC02028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188770040795095922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAI23F7H43I/AAAAAAAAAGo/u9a4rPum7VY/s320/DSC02028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Hinagdanan Cave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of known places in Bohol that I wanted to see. It is also my first time to entered a cave and it is a great experience. At first, we are having problem setting the settings of our camera because it is really dark inside and many droplets of water coming from the stalactites are dropping over our head. Good thing that the life guard inside helped us, he saved us not from drowning but taking our pictures inside. hehe! He also revealed some secrets of that cave. I will tell you later.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAI54l7H44I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Mmj7-tHi36o/s1600-h/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188773365099783042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAI54l7H44I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Mmj7-tHi36o/s320/DSC02724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The background of that picture below is what I am telling you the unrevealed part of the cave. You will not see that drawing if you will just walk right through there. That was created by an American artist and was used in the film "Dark Tide".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJATV7H45I/AAAAAAAAAG4/kWh-ckhR8g0/s1600-h/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188780421731050386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJATV7H45I/AAAAAAAAAG4/kWh-ckhR8g0/s320/DSC02729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Dauis Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside that church is a well of fresh water. It is like God's miracle before that He gave his people a water to drink from and use for cooking during world war. Panglao island where Dauis Church is located was surrounded by salt water and that well was the only source of fresh water. Until now, there is still water inside that well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJGol7H46I/AAAAAAAAAHA/CK3oPL6fyjg/s1600-h/DSC02749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188787383873037218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJGol7H46I/AAAAAAAAAHA/CK3oPL6fyjg/s320/DSC02749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Bohol Bee Farm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJI7V7H47I/AAAAAAAAAHI/1VFKqGfzAa8/s1600-h/DSC02797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188789905018839986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJI7V7H47I/AAAAAAAAAHI/1VFKqGfzAa8/s320/DSC02797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our lunch here as the tour guide and other people highly recommends this place. I ordered honey glazed chicken and this is what it looks like.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJME17H48I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qWAhVSMl7lY/s1600-h/DSC02818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188793366762480578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJME17H48I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qWAhVSMl7lY/s320/DSC02818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty beautiful, right?! They got a creative food presentation. One more thing, the salad with flower toppings is really fresh because they get it from their own farm and you can also eat the flowers. No joke! But I didn't eat the flowers because they have small ants so I removed them right away. And even if it has no ants, I would still not going to eat it. hehe. I just don't feel like eating it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating, we took some walks around the place together with the girl tour guide explaining everything they have in their place like the bees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJRWF7H49I/AAAAAAAAAHY/d0nT9kEaACs/s1600-h/DSC02836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188799160673362898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJRWF7H49I/AAAAAAAAAHY/d0nT9kEaACs/s320/DSC02836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAJI7V7H47I/AAAAAAAAAHI/1VFKqGfzAa8/s1600-h/DSC02797.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-7186149563723042102?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/7186149563723042102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=7186149563723042102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7186149563723042102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7186149563723042102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/03/panglao-tour-2nd-day.html' title='Panglao Tour (2nd day)'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAIsUF7H4zI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5qcXtXulcxo/s72-c/DSC02549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-6959961706762201330</id><published>2008-03-25T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:42.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Bohol Countryside Tour (1st day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is my first out of town vacation trip and plane experience. I am really excited to share to you what happened on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 14, 2008 2:00am – Ardee and I meet at Starbucks Shangri-la and look for a taxi that will get us to Mcdo in Evangelista Makati. When we got there, we have waited for an hour to meet Ate Mylene and go to Domestic Airport in Pasay. We arrive to the airport so early, but it is alright to be early because there are so many people and we have to go through the initial checking, pay the terminal fee (P200.00) and so on. At exactly 5:15am, our flight number has just been called and we are now going inside the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But as we wait for our plane, we took some pictures of our ticket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181884164906033170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nAMXRyIBI/AAAAAAAAACY/Z6eMOSj_RJE/s320/cebuTicket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First plane ticket &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181884169201000482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nAMnRyICI/AAAAAAAAACg/ja8-_ALtr9o/s320/terminalFee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Terminal Fee &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181885453396222018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nBXXRyIEI/AAAAAAAAACw/NzlFWKqqquM/s320/clouds.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;view outside the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;More pictures as we arrived to Tagbilaran…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181896281008775250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nLNnRyIFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kQCjgtaF2z8/s320/emy_cebupacific.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181896285303742562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nLN3RyIGI/AAAAAAAAADA/pwVw_xQqt_8/s320/emye_airport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181896289598709874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nLOHRyIHI/AAAAAAAAADI/LMuGCuIPoeg/s320/tagbilaranAirport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181896298188644482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nLOnRyIII/AAAAAAAAADQ/YojHzOnNPzA/s320/ourplane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181896302483611794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nLO3RyIJI/AAAAAAAAADY/rdl3_Ypfe1Q/s320/outside_airport.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This will be the start of our tour. We avail the package tour of Spencer but unfortunately, he was not able to attend to us because he has an emergency meeting in Cebu. So, he sent us a different tour guide that will fetch us in the airport. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh! Where is our tour guide? I have contacted him and yes we’ve seen him. He was just in front of me. hahaha :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blood Compact Site&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADMAIOixdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tWSQaKIiklg/s1600-h/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188371073311360466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADMAIOixdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tWSQaKIiklg/s320/three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Baclayon Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181912670603976898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-naHnRyIMI/AAAAAAAAADw/by_NULapTB8/s320/baclayonChurch.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181912679193911506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-naIHRyINI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CPLuAU1jaRQ/s320/three_baclayonchurch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181912687783846114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-naInRyIOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/RTf6KUFyhuU/s320/baclayonChurch_inside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Baclayon Museum&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The museum is beside Baclayon Church. We went inside but didn’t take any pictures because cameras and cellphone with cameras is not allowed to use inside the premises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Chocolate Hills&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chocolate Hills is located at Carmen. Actually along the way, you will already see some of the hills. But in order for you to have a better view of it, you have to climb the 214 steps to see the top view of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181912696373780722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-naJHRyIPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K0hLr2AYT_w/s320/choco_stairs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181912700668748034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-naJXRyIQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SflGGjnPWYw/s320/three_chocohills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADZjIOixeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KZPLUGkzS9E/s1600-h/pointing_choco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188385968257943010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADZjIOixeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KZPLUGkzS9E/s320/pointing_choco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Butterfly Garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually it is not included in our tour package itinerary, but because we demanded our good tour guide to bring us there for the moment and he did not hesitate to do so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADZjYOixfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sg_nSDHiAnc/s1600-h/DSC01915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188385972552910322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADZjYOixfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sg_nSDHiAnc/s320/DSC01915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADZjoOixgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YfTgaqNslT4/s1600-h/three_butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188385976847877634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADZjoOixgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YfTgaqNslT4/s320/three_butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went inside for about 5 minutes to see the butterflies flew from side to side of the net and we even touched them. You can rarely see butterflies nowadays in Manila maybe because of the pollution and the people who has no heart for the good creation of God. I do really like them as they are so beautiful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Man-made Forest&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is a project of the government before and now it is one of the best tourist spot in Bohol. I felt like I am in different country while travelling in between those big trees. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADiwYOixhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OjT8C5VGtDU/s1600-h/manmadeForest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188396091495859730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADiwYOixhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OjT8C5VGtDU/s320/manmadeForest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADiwoOixiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hQs5z0xJyTI/s1600-h/back_forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188396095790827042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADiwoOixiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hQs5z0xJyTI/s320/back_forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Hanging Bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's really scary at first when you tried to walk in the bridge that keeps on moving and screeching. Scared that when you're in the middle, it will fall apart. waaa! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADm84OixjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zSELHiCl8M8/s1600-h/hangingBridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188400704290735666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADm84OixjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zSELHiCl8M8/s320/hangingBridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Buko King&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At the end of the Hanging Bridge, Buko King will greet and entertain you with his amazing talent. He is known here in the Philippines because he can open a Buko using his teeth only. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADp2IOixkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dpIALDuxdmg/s1600-h/bukoKing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188403886861502018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADp2IOixkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dpIALDuxdmg/s320/bukoKing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Loboc River Floating Restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loboc river is known for its green water and the floating restaurants. The best time to go there is during lunch time because floating restau will be open at 11am to 1pm only (according to our tour guide). They got a wide variety of food choices there (buffet style) and as you are eating, the boat will be cruising around the place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADvvYOixmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/QLaSTIWEf7A/s1600-h/lobocRestau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188410367967151714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADvvYOixmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/QLaSTIWEf7A/s320/lobocRestau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Busay Falls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Busay falls is also located at Loboc river and see it as you ride the floating restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADydYOixnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J9QWQ5EpSbk/s1600-h/busayfalls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188413357264389746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SADydYOixnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J9QWQ5EpSbk/s320/busayfalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Tarsier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tarsiers are the smallest living monkey on Earth. They got huge eyes and has a small body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAD1JoOixoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L4HBqzGUyBw/s1600-h/bigeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188416316496856706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAD1JoOixoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L4HBqzGUyBw/s320/bigeyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Aproniana Gift Shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is the last stop where you can find a wide variety of pasalubong. We bought peanut kisses as our pasalubong. Peanut Kisses is a sweet buttered peanut like a shape of chocolate hills or hersheys kisses. It is one good pasalubong to everyone because its price is affordable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAD3mYOixpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3ZlfJfat6fE/s1600-h/aproniana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188419009441351314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/SAD3mYOixpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3ZlfJfat6fE/s320/aproniana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-6959961706762201330?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/6959961706762201330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=6959961706762201330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6959961706762201330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6959961706762201330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/03/bohol-countryside-tour-1st-day.html' title='Bohol Countryside Tour (1st day)'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R-nAMXRyIBI/AAAAAAAAACY/Z6eMOSj_RJE/s72-c/cebuTicket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-7606502201831570482</id><published>2008-03-24T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:53:06.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Bohol Tour Itinerary</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First Day (March 14, 2008)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Fare&lt;br /&gt;Manila to Tagbilaran (5:45am) ------------------------- 2,145.38&lt;br /&gt;- Terminal Fee ------------------------- 200.00&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast (near tagbilaran airport) ------------------------- 75.00&lt;br /&gt;Countryside Package Tour (Spencer Bohol Tour) ---------------- 1800.00/pax&lt;br /&gt;- Blood Compact Site&lt;br /&gt;- Baclayon Church ------------------------- donation&lt;br /&gt;- Baclayon Museum (entrance fee) ------------------------- 25.00&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate Hills (entrance fee) ------------------------- 25.00&lt;br /&gt;- Butterfly Garden (entrance fee) ------------------------- 20.00&lt;br /&gt;- Man made Forest&lt;br /&gt;- Hanging Bridge&lt;br /&gt;- Buko King ------------------------- donation&lt;br /&gt;- Loboc River (floating Resto) ------------------------- 280.00&lt;br /&gt;- Tarsier ------------------------- donation&lt;br /&gt;- Exotic Animal (python) ------------------------- 5.00&lt;br /&gt;- Aproniana Gift Shop (pasalubong) ------------------------- optional&lt;br /&gt;Lost Horizon Resort (Deluxe Room for 2 and additional bed worth 400/day)&lt;br /&gt;- Check in Mar.14 (5pm)&lt;br /&gt;- Chect out Mar.17 (6am) ------------------------- 9,964.00&lt;br /&gt;Dinner (Lost Horizon Resort) ------------------------- 120.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Day (March 15, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Breakfast (Lost Horizon) ------------------------- 140.00&lt;br /&gt;Panglao Tour (Spencer Bohol Tour) ------------------------- 1,400.00/pax&lt;br /&gt;- Panglao Church&lt;br /&gt;- Seashell Museum&lt;br /&gt;- Daks &amp;amp; Gams Wildlife Park ------------------------- 15.00&lt;br /&gt;- Hinagdanan Cave ------------------------- 15.00&lt;br /&gt;- Parking ------------------------- 20.00&lt;br /&gt;-Bohol Bee Farm (entrance fee) ------------------------- 20.00&lt;br /&gt;- Lunch&lt;br /&gt;-Honey Glazed Chicken ------------------------- 180.00&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate Shake ------------------------- 80.00&lt;br /&gt;-Rainbow ice cream ------------------------- 80.00&lt;br /&gt;Dinner (Trudis Place near Alona Kew) &amp;shy;------------------------- 145.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Day (March 16, 2008)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolphin Watching w/ Balicasag Tour ------------------------- 2,000.00/pax&lt;br /&gt;- Snorkeling gear (goggles) ------------------------- 150.00&lt;br /&gt;- Diving shoes (optional) ------------------------- 100.00&lt;br /&gt;- Snorkeling Guide (optional) ------------------------- 150.00&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast/Lunch (Balicasag Island)&lt;br /&gt;- Lapu-lapu fish &amp;amp; squid ------------------------- 300.00/kilo&lt;br /&gt;- Paluto ------------------------- 200.00&lt;br /&gt;Virgin Island Tour (additional)&lt;br /&gt;- Boat gasoline ------------------------- 200.00&lt;br /&gt;Dinner (approximate) ------------------------- 150.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Day (March 17, 2008)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airport Transfer (hotel service) &amp;shy;------------------------- 450.00&lt;br /&gt;Air Fare&lt;br /&gt;Tagbilaran to Manila (7:15am) ------------------------- 2,145.38&lt;br /&gt;- Terminal Fee ------------------------- 20.00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-7606502201831570482?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/7606502201831570482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=7606502201831570482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7606502201831570482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7606502201831570482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/03/bohol-tour-itinerary.html' title='Bohol Tour Itinerary'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-1554349626366467261</id><published>2008-02-10T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:30:47.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEALTH - Important notice</title><content type='html'>-Reduce the amount of tea you consume&lt;br /&gt;- Do not eat bread which has only JUST been toasted&lt;br /&gt;-Keep your distance from hand phone chargers&lt;br /&gt;-Drink more water in the morning, less at night&lt;br /&gt;-Do not drink coffee twice a day&lt;br /&gt;-Reduce the amount of oily food you consume&lt;br /&gt;-Best sleeping time is from 10pm at night to 6am in the morning&lt;br /&gt;-Do not have HUGE meals after 5pm&lt;br /&gt;-Do not take alcohol more than one glass/cup/serving a day&lt;br /&gt;-Do not take pills with cool water&lt;br /&gt;-Do not lie down immediately after taking medicine before sleeping&lt;br /&gt;-Getting less than 8 hours of sleep affects your health&lt;br /&gt;-People used to napping will not get old easily&lt;br /&gt;-If you can't get do early morning runs, 5pm-8pm in the afternoon is a great time for jogging&lt;br /&gt;-When battery is down to the last grid/bar, do not answer the phone&lt;br /&gt;-The radiation is 1000 times&lt;br /&gt;-Answer the phone by left ear. It'll spoil your brain directly by using right ear&lt;br /&gt;-Do not use headphones/earphone for extended periods of time&lt;br /&gt;-Rest your ear awhile after 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;-Do not smoke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-1554349626366467261?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/1554349626366467261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=1554349626366467261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1554349626366467261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1554349626366467261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/02/health-important-notice.html' title='HEALTH - Important notice'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-7734291820397127053</id><published>2008-01-31T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T04:00:50.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips on Riding an Airplane</title><content type='html'>*Be at the airport at least two hours before departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steps when you arrive at the airport:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go through the initial security checks&lt;br /&gt;2. Go straight to the check in counter,give the ground staff your ticket and any form of ID (check in your luggage when you present your ticket at the check-in counter)&lt;br /&gt;3. Proceed to the cashier to pay the terminal fee.&lt;br /&gt;4. Go through the final security check before entering the holding area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to Bring:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bring a book or something to pass the time while waiting for your flight at the pre-dep area.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cameras and ipod is allowed inside the plane. Cellphone is also allowed but it should be turned off.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bring a few candies &amp;amp; bubblegum.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bring jacket because it is pretty cold inside the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not to Bring:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not bring any liquid or gel of more than 100 ml in your hand carry, it should be in your checked-in luggage.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not bring deadly weapons like swiss knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to Wear:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can wear anything you feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can wear slippers. It's better because if you wear shoes, they will ask you to take them off for x-ray purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precautions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For those who gets dizzy easily, drink meds an hour the actual ride.&lt;br /&gt;2. Shut off any electronic devices during take off.&lt;br /&gt;3. If you don't have a gum/candy when your ears start hurting because of the changes in air pressure, just swallow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Make sure your make-up or toiletries are checked-in with the rest of your luggage.&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat before the flight or going to the airport because foods inside the plane is expensive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-7734291820397127053?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/7734291820397127053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=7734291820397127053' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7734291820397127053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7734291820397127053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/01/tips-on-riding-airplane.html' title='Tips on Riding an Airplane'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-9037913086888270389</id><published>2008-01-22T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:43.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TechFest 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; We attended the Techfest 2008 at Makati Shangri-La Hotel. The said event tackles the launching of the latest/newest technology of Microsoft that last for about 9 hours. Microsoft products are being used by different IT companies and that includes the company I am working at. The event was nice and informative because the speakers are good. They introduced to us the new functionalities of each software and even demo to us how it works and for us to really understand it. The softwares they have right now is very many to enumerate. Some are being used already and some is not being used because it has less exposure. But in this event, they focus on what the Windows Server 2008, SQL Server 2008 and Visual Studio 2008 can do that others are not capable of. The said softwares will be released by April this year. They also have a brief background of softwares like Expressions Blend and Silverlight which is being used by graphic artist or the one that creates the User Interface (UI)/look for the developed system/program/web application. And the great thing about the event is that it is free to all IT professionals. They also have prizes in the end of the event that includes training vouchers sponsored by different training partners of Microsoft. Hope I can attend the next Techfest and win some of their prizes! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that event, we still stayed at the hotel for a while and take some pictures for remembrance. Here are some of our pictures and pictures taken of the place:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158366051203646898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5Yyl-dthbI/AAAAAAAAACA/MIWGLeWqfRQ/s320/DSC01672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TechFest {2008}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5YuJ-dthYI/AAAAAAAAABo/NAPH6Mx7jC8/s1600-h/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158361172120798594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5YuJ-dthYI/AAAAAAAAABo/NAPH6Mx7jC8/s320/DSC01631.JPG" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5YuKedthZI/AAAAAAAAABw/n0RE8M-cRGc/s1600-h/DSC01668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158361180710733202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5YuKedthZI/AAAAAAAAABw/n0RE8M-cRGc/s320/DSC01668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158371243819107794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5Y3UOdthdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-q9rdf8xLy0/s320/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Hotel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158361189300667810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5YuK-dthaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Xn1t_cxRCwk/s320/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Hotel's Lobby with girls playing violin&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/2367767069830026680-9037913086888270389?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/9037913086888270389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=9037913086888270389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/9037913086888270389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/9037913086888270389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/01/techfest-2008.html' title='TechFest 2008'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R5Yyl-dthbI/AAAAAAAAACA/MIWGLeWqfRQ/s72-c/DSC01672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-8094748774729897851</id><published>2008-01-11T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T09:50:52.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohol Or Hongkong?</title><content type='html'>This is really a hard decision to make 'coz I want to go either Bohol or Hongkong...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...(thinking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bohol, my officemates and I have already made a plan on when and how we are going to get there. We also have a list of tourist attractions there and even the allocation of activities per day. We are planning to have a 3day vacation by March exploring the beauty of nature in Bohol. I am already excited and looking forward to it. I want to see the Chocolate Hills, tarsiers, Hinagdanan cave, Loboc River and so much more.. All of the places we planned to go is posted in &lt;a href="http://ardeeboi.blogspot.com/2008/01/project-bohol.html"&gt;Ardee's Chronicles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Hongkong, my family is also planning for a vacation there this coming summer. We are not yet talking so much about it so I think it is not possible to happen... We also don't have plans and to think that I don't have a passport yet..waaa! I don't even have that much savings to go there. But I really wanted to go to Disney Land and Hello Kitty's Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what will I choose now?&lt;br /&gt;Is it Bohol where we already have plan or Hongkong where I can be with my family?&lt;br /&gt;I do not have that much money to go two places at the same month/year. So I have to choose only one... t__t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-8094748774729897851?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/8094748774729897851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=8094748774729897851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8094748774729897851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8094748774729897851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/01/bohol-or-hongkong.html' title='Bohol Or Hongkong?'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-5435531779798499086</id><published>2008-01-06T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:12:41.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awan Ti Danum...</title><content type='html'>Grabe! Wala kame tubig kahapon... At ang balita pa sa amin eh tatlong araw daw mawawalan ng tubig... Just imagine kung saan kame kukuha ng pampaligo for 3 days kung wala kame water... Medyo malaki rin yung area na nawalan ng tubig sa amin, pateros and some part of pasig. Dahil may nasira daw na main pipe wala kame tubig buong araw! Waaaa... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is may mga fire truck na nagpunta sa barangay namin para mag supply ng tubig. Thank God! Hayun.. lahat ng tao nagsilabasan at nag unahan para makakuha ng water at isa ako dun.. For the  mean time, kailangan ko maging amazona para magbuhat ng balde baldeng tubig... Di niyo ma-imagine noh.. haha.. Pero sa awa ng Diyos at sa tulong ng kapitbahay namin, nakaipon kame ng 3 malaking container and 3 timbang tubig... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good news and bad news is... after nung pagod and hirap namin sa pag-igib ng tubig nung hapon na iyon eh nagkaroon din ng tubig kinagabihan... Ang saya noh! pinagod lang kme... Sana di na lang kame nagpakapagod kung magkakaroon din pala ng tubig. Haaay... Ang sakit tuloy ng katawan ko ngayon... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-5435531779798499086?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/5435531779798499086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=5435531779798499086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5435531779798499086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5435531779798499086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/01/awan-ti-danum.html' title='Awan Ti Danum...'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-5411468212541560448</id><published>2008-01-04T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T01:30:03.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of these taxicabs (WALLIS, ROMCAT, LUCKY 8) in the Philippines</title><content type='html'>Just to give you a warning, avoid ridingcabs with names like Wallis,Romcat,Lucky8. All these taxis are owned byjust one family and most of its driversare muggers, rapists or simplyswindlers. According to the driver whois the source of this information, heused to work for the said company butlasted for only 2 days since he couldntbear the idea of manggagantso".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said there is no single unit of thiscompany that doesnt cheat. Each andevery car that they own has "batingting"that is used to manipulate the taxi meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further, the driver also informed thatthe owners hire anyone even if theperson ha s a criminal record. As amatter of fact, the owners are fullyaware of their drivers' misconduct yetthey turn a blind eye on it coz whatmatters most to them is the boundary oftheir drivers that's to be given to themat the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also said that prior to leaving, hefound out that one of his co-driversmugged his passenger and even touchedher private parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the passenger filed a legalcomplaint about it, naturally the drivergot apprehended but was released becauseof bail. Immediately the next day,  thevery same criminal was hired back bytheir company and was out driving hisunit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said you will be able to recognizethe taxi units of this company even atnight since their taxi logos on top oftheir roof has a unique  lighting.Instead of the usual yellow light on the"taxi" sign, theirs are red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to writing this, there was aresearch about the taxi company and   itwas found out that they have beenfeatured in one of the shows in GMA-7(Imbestigador). Indeed they have proventhat the drivers of this  company areswindlers and muggers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-5411468212541560448?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/5411468212541560448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=5411468212541560448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5411468212541560448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5411468212541560448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2008/01/beware-of-these-taxicabs-wallis-romcat.html' title='Beware of these taxicabs (WALLIS, ROMCAT, LUCKY 8) in the Philippines'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-1458267014081724447</id><published>2007-12-28T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:44.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baker's Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R3TCKOdthWI/AAAAAAAAABY/hux6amFRs20/s1600-h/bakersfair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148953754928514402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="109" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R3TCKOdthWI/AAAAAAAAABY/hux6amFRs20/s320/bakersfair.bmp" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so happy because my ninong texted me and greet me merry christmas and a happy new year.. I never expected him to text me because he is a very busy person. He owns a bakery named "Baker's Fair". All the bread there are delicious. They have a wide variety of breads and pastries. Actually he asked me last year if I have a work already, so I guess because I am already working he will not going to give me a gift. Then my sadness subsided for a while when I received that text message saying that I can get my gift in his store at Pasig. His store at Pasig is near the Pasig palengke. I really like him as my ninong because he is so generous in giving me gifts. So God bless him and his family always.   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Expect the Unexpected" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-1458267014081724447?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/1458267014081724447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=1458267014081724447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1458267014081724447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1458267014081724447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/12/bakers-fair.html' title='Baker&apos;s Fair'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/R3TCKOdthWI/AAAAAAAAABY/hux6amFRs20/s72-c/bakersfair.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-4507301693634257186</id><published>2007-12-27T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:57:06.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away!!!</title><content type='html'>Just to add from my recent post... The song You and Me does not fit us so he send me another song... And that is "Far Away"... One night as we talk on the phone, he told me that that song is his song for me. It is really a nice song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Far Away"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by: Nickelback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, This place&lt;br /&gt;Misused, Mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Too long, Too late&lt;br /&gt;Who was I to make you wait&lt;br /&gt;Just one chance&lt;br /&gt;Just one breath&lt;br /&gt;Just in case there's just one left&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know,&lt;br /&gt;you know, you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;and you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;Stop breathing if&lt;br /&gt;I don't see you anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my knees, I'll ask&lt;br /&gt;Last chance for one last dance&lt;br /&gt;'Cause with you, I'd withstand&lt;br /&gt;All of hell to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all&lt;br /&gt;I'd give for us&lt;br /&gt;Give anything but I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know,&lt;br /&gt;you know, you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;and you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;Stop breathing if&lt;br /&gt;I don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;But you know, you know, you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to stay&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I needed&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;For being away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;So keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Believe it&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Believe it&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-4507301693634257186?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/4507301693634257186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=4507301693634257186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4507301693634257186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4507301693634257186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/12/far-away.html' title='Far Away!!!'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-1213551098445982592</id><published>2007-12-26T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T05:22:04.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is it... He is really going this week... I really felt sad... I will surely gonna miss him! In the other hand, I am happy for him because it is the start of his career. Hope he will be back for me if I am also special to him. Although I felt special to him, he doesn't really tell me that directly so I am guessing. I don't know who I am for him.. He give me hints that he likes me but without confirmation. When I thought he is already saying the truth, he is going to tell me that it was just a joke. I really don't know what to believe. &lt;sigh&gt;But the song, "You and Me" by Lifehouse, he dedicated to me will be my only remembrance from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You And Me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it? And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all other people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping on words&lt;br /&gt;You've got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all other people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all other people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;and me and all other people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all other people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend, wherever you will go... I hope you will not forget me...&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-1213551098445982592?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/1213551098445982592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=1213551098445982592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1213551098445982592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1213551098445982592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/12/farewell.html' title='Farewell...'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-351598487174501491</id><published>2007-12-26T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T04:38:13.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>It is never too late to greet everyone a Merry Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am a bit sad right now because my special someone is going abroad. I will miss him so much.. Eventhough we don't have time to see each other, our friendship still remains and we became closer even if we just talk on the phone. So friend, wherever you are going, please do take care of yourself because you are special to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-351598487174501491?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/351598487174501491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=351598487174501491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/351598487174501491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/351598487174501491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-5738795814340309222</id><published>2007-11-22T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:45:36.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Zodiac Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Taurus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your element:&lt;/strong&gt; Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your ruling planets:&lt;/strong&gt; Venus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symbol:&lt;/strong&gt; The Bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your stone:&lt;/strong&gt; Emerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life Pursuit:&lt;/strong&gt; Emotional and financial security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vibration:&lt;/strong&gt; Determined energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taurus Secret Desire:&lt;/strong&gt; To have a secure, happy and wealthy life/marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Description:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath their cool, calm and collected exterior, Taureans differ greatly from all the other signs of the zodiac. Taureans manage to discreetly stay apart from the crowd, even though they have a well-earned reputation for being socialisers. They will let others get close, but only so close as they want them. Some claim that trying to get your point across to a Taurean, should they not want to hear you, is rather similar to talking to the trees – they simply won't budge. And, there is no such thing as an open-book Taurean. Their feelings, fears and desires often run far deeper than anyone around them would guess. Like the butterfly that chooses to remain hidden in its cocoon until it is ready and prepared to emerge, so the true Taurean spirit remains hidden behind a veneer of day-to-day activities. That's why Taureans are sometimes regarded as snobby, withdrawn, boring, or even sulky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, when Taureans manage to operate very adequately on their own form of automatic pilot, they can switch off from the world around them very efficiently. And when they do switch off, they are actually gathering in their inner reserves to deal with the outside pressures. This sign is also very closely connected to 'feeling good'. Most Taureans like their creature comforts and hate change because it takes them out of their automatic pilot condition of separating themselves from the world around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they hate to be put in jeopardy of any kind, this is the sign that strives to create tomorrow in advance, rather than leave it to fate. In love, Taureans are regarded as extremely sensual beings. An earth sign, they deal well with the personal, physical senses and consequently all the pleasures associated with what they can see, touch, smell and taste, add up to a special delight to them. Often nature and pet lovers, Taureans are closely associated with all things off the earth and nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Astig! This is cool because almost all of the things about this zodiac sign mentioned above is so true.. It really describes me. hehe :)  I got it here: &lt;a href="http://www.psychicguild.com/horoscopes_zodiac.php"&gt;Zodiac Signs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-5738795814340309222?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/5738795814340309222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=5738795814340309222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5738795814340309222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5738795814340309222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-zodiac-sign.html' title='My Zodiac Sign'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-8700634424982388860</id><published>2007-11-22T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:03:40.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabet Song ABCD...</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.ardeboi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ardee&lt;/a&gt; with this Alphabet song so I sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: 21 years old.&lt;br /&gt;B - Bands I'm Listening To Right Now: Parokya ni Edgar.&lt;br /&gt;C - Career: Associate Software Engineer 1.&lt;br /&gt;D - Drink or Smoke: none of the above.&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest Friends To Talk To: my best friend and all my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;F - First Crush: Kevin Narvato.&lt;br /&gt;G - Gadgets: Sony Ericsson K800i, laptop, Intelligent Flash.&lt;br /&gt;H - Hobbies: chatting and blogging!&lt;br /&gt;I - In love: Everyday...&lt;br /&gt;J- Junk Food You Like: Doritos, Oishi potato chips (creamy onion flavor), piattos (sour cream flavor).&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: I don't have any kids yet.. I wish my first child is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest Ride Ever: Subic to Pasig.&lt;br /&gt;M - My Perfect Nightout: Videoke trip w/ my officemates at Music Room till 3am.&lt;br /&gt;N - Names For Your Future Kids: Francheska.&lt;br /&gt;O - One Wish You Have Now: I wish to be a successful person!&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias: Ocean because I don't know how to swim and I am afraid to be drowned.&lt;br /&gt;Q - Favorite Quote: "When a task is once began. Never leave it till it's done. Be the labor great or small. Do it well or not at all."&lt;br /&gt;R - Reasons To Smile: talk to my special someone and my close friends knowing that they all cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;S - Sleeping Time: 1AM till 7AM/9AM&lt;br /&gt;T - TV Channels: Kapamilya, HBO, Animal Channel, Discovery Channel, Disney Channel...&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown Fact About You: Sometimes, I can predict things.&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable You Hate: ampalaya!&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst Habit: I always fix my hair and touch my nose.&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays You’ve Had: Chest and Back X-Ray&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy Foods: Pizza, ginisang upo, nilagang baka, steak at marami pang iba.&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac Sign: Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now tagging&lt;a href="http://makreyejinzai.blogspot.com/"&gt; Makre...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-8700634424982388860?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/8700634424982388860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=8700634424982388860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8700634424982388860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8700634424982388860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-tagged-by-ardee-with-this.html' title='Alphabet Song ABCD...'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-6560075576616917556</id><published>2007-11-21T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T05:46:15.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend or Lover???</title><content type='html'>I would rather keep myself quiet for a while. I just wanted to forget someone who unknowingly hurt my feelings. (not totally forget him but forget my feelings for him) It hurts a lot to know that the person you liked the most doesn't give importance to what you have said to him. You already said everything to him, give all your trust to him and yet doesn't even appreciate it. All he has said and done was just a joke... I've fallen for him because of his character, he always makes me happy by cracking a joke and he has been a good friend of mine. But this time when I already told him seriously how I felt for him, he doesn't believe me. He told me that it is okay with him if I have feelings for him because he knows that it is just a joke.. He always joke me that he might also fall for me, that's why my feelings for him gets stronger. I never demand any secrets from him. I also respect him if he really doesn't want me to know his secrets. But because I already told him mine and after I have swallowed my pride telling him that, I can't help myself to somehow expect that he would tell something about him or how he felt for me. All I wanted to know is: if there is a mutual understanding going on between us or it is just purely friendship? I am really lost. I don't know wher to stand. I wanted to fight for my feelings for him if only I know that he felt the same way I do. But if not, I would rather forget my feelings and fight for our friendship.. And that's what I am trying to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing this? How do I arrive to that decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because I realized that if he really wanted/liked me. He will tell me how he felt for me right after I have confess my feelings with him. I think that would be a great chance for him to tell me something but he doesn't. He is so inconsistent telling me things with double meaning like he is happy to know that I like him and he might also fallen for me but suddenly telling me that it is just a joke. Sometimes I felt sincerety to what he is saying, even if he is telling me that it is just a joke. I don't want to be assuming therefore I don't believe every single word he says. But then, I am still affected and I can't help it. I am afraid that something might change in our friendship. So, I decided to forget my feelings. I don't want to loose him so I will keep him as my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Actually I already asked him a favor of reminding me that we are just friends but he said that it would be difficult for him to do that because he might also forget that we are just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I already did my part. I also take the risk.. Hope that some boys like him out there would have the courage to tell someone they like before they loose the chance. t_t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People are given the opportunity to meet the love of their lives, some unexpected, some thru the years of friendship, and some by chance, some in an instant. Only a &lt;em&gt;few &lt;/em&gt;have the foresight to see beyond imperfections and take it whole heartedly. Learn to appreciate the people around you 'coz you might lose a person who cares the most..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-6560075576616917556?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/6560075576616917556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=6560075576616917556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6560075576616917556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6560075576616917556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/11/friend-or-lover.html' title='Friend or Lover???'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-3878702112897984752</id><published>2007-11-11T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:00:13.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs that reminds me of YOU!</title><content type='html'>This are my officemates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kangelsconfessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt; - Breaking Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(super favorite niya yan eh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ardeeboi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ardee&lt;/a&gt; - My Humps&lt;br /&gt;(kase pinapatugtog niya yan sa cellphone niya tapos sasayaw siya sa office. Morning exercise daw. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makreyejinzai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kris&lt;/a&gt; - Nandito AKo&lt;br /&gt;(kase yan ang kinanta niya nung sumali siya sa Little Miss Philippines.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mark&lt;/u&gt; - Papaya by Edu Manzano&lt;br /&gt;(lagi kase niya kinakanta yan sa office.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gil&lt;/u&gt; - Irreplaceable&lt;br /&gt;(muntik na ako mabingi sa kantang yan. Kase nung sinabay niya kame ni kangel sa car niya, pinatugtog niya yan ng sobrang lakas eh katabi ko pa nan ung speaker.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ralph&lt;/u&gt; - Don't Matter&lt;br /&gt;(lagi niya rin yan kinakanta sa office nung andito pa siya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tubs&lt;/u&gt; - Modelong Charing&lt;br /&gt;(kase yan ang kinanta niya nung nag team fish kame sa Music21. At sobrang nakakatuwa siya pag mala-bading na boses.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Errol&lt;/u&gt; - Iris&lt;br /&gt;(kase tinugtugan niya ako niyan sa office kase sabi ko gusto ko ung song na un. Tapos galing niya mag gitara.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are my college classmates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lovely&lt;/u&gt; - Tell Me Where It Hurts&lt;br /&gt;               (favorite niya yan at kinanta niya yan minsan nung may isang program sa PUP.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Macky&lt;/u&gt; - Someday&lt;br /&gt;               (idol niya kase si Nina pero yan ang pinakagusto niya kanta.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ren     &lt;/u&gt; - Totoy Bibo&lt;br /&gt;               (magaling kase siya sumayaw. Tsaka yan yung sinayaw niya sa isang TFC commercial.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are my high school friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wecks&lt;/u&gt; - Raining Men&lt;br /&gt;               (kase yan ang kinanta niya sa Trader's Hotel nung nag-aaral pa siya ng voice lesson sa Center for Pop.)&lt;br /&gt;            - Breathless&lt;br /&gt;               (kase yan ang kinanta niya nung Miss UN sa school namin nung 4th yr high school kame.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shin2&lt;/u&gt; - Through the rain&lt;br /&gt;              (yan ung kantang nagpanalo sa kanya sa Search for a Star.)&lt;br /&gt;           - On the Wings of Love&lt;br /&gt;              (yan kase favorite song niya eh. Lagi niya yan kinakanta nung highschool kame.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Arjay&lt;/u&gt; - Brown Eyes&lt;br /&gt;              (kase brown eyes siya!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-3878702112897984752?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/3878702112897984752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=3878702112897984752' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3878702112897984752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3878702112897984752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/11/songs-that-reminds-me-of-you.html' title='Songs that reminds me of YOU!'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-3352203623416196281</id><published>2007-11-05T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:44.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/Ry7_mRzWYSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cbWFrkSFrbs/s1600-h/White_Squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129318058700464418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/Ry7_mRzWYSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cbWFrkSFrbs/s320/White_Squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;squirrel&lt;/strong&gt; is a small or medium-sized &lt;a title="Rodent" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rodent"&gt;rodent&lt;/a&gt; of the family &lt;a title="Sciuridae" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sciuridae"&gt;Sciuridae&lt;/a&gt;. In the &lt;a title="English language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/English_language"&gt;English&lt;/a&gt;-speaking world, it commonly refers to members of this family's &lt;a title="Genus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genus"&gt;genera&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Sciurus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sciurus"&gt;Sciurus&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Tamiasciurus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tamiasciurus"&gt;Tamiasciurus&lt;/a&gt;, which are &lt;a title="Tree squirrels" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree_squirrels"&gt;tree squirrels&lt;/a&gt; that have large bushy tails, and are indigenous to &lt;a title="Europe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Europe"&gt;Europe&lt;/a&gt; (but not Ireland), &lt;a title="Asia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asia"&gt;Asia&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a title="Americas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Americas"&gt;Americas&lt;/a&gt;. Similar &lt;a title="Genus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genus"&gt;genera&lt;/a&gt; are found in &lt;a title="Africa" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Africa"&gt;Africa&lt;/a&gt;. The Sciuridae family also include &lt;a title="Flying squirrel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flying_squirrel"&gt;flying squirrels&lt;/a&gt;, as well as ground squirrels such as the &lt;a title="Chipmunk" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chipmunk"&gt;chipmunks&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Prairie dog" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prairie_dog"&gt;prairie dogs&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Woodchuck" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woodchuck"&gt;woodchucks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To know more about squirrel &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Squirrel"&gt;&lt;u&gt;click here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;Para sa iba ang squirrel ay pests at hindi pets. Well, siguro nga kapag dumami na sila kase para silang mga daga. hehe. Pero nakakita na ba kayo ng squirrel? Ano nga kaya ang magiging reaksyon niyo once nakakita kyo ng squirrel sa bahay niyo? Magugulat ba kayo? Matatakot? o Matutuwa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although sinasabi nila na peste ang squirrel at sa ibang bansa nga ay tinataboy ang mga ito. Sa amin ay pinagkakatuwaan namin ito. Dahil first time ko nga makakita ng totoong squirrel as in close and personal pa, natuwa ako. Mukha silang daga pero cute dahil sa buntot nila. Siguro 1 month ago pa nung nakita nung lola ko yung squirrel na color brown sa may puno ng mangga namin. Palagi ko siya inaabangan pero di ko siya nakita. Tapos kahapon lang nang may magpakita ulit na squirrel sa bahay namin. This time color gray siya na may kaunting white color. Sabi nila iba daw ito sa naunang nakita nila. Grabe! nakakatuwa siya. Nakita ko siya sa may puno ng chico namin. Mabilis siya lumundag kaya akala ko di ko siya makikita ng matagalan. Super tagal ko nakatingala sa puno namin at sinadya kong wag gumalaw at magsalita para di siya matakot sakin. Hayun! huminto siya sa isang branch malapit sakin at tinitigan ako na parang na-curious siya sakin sabay galaw ng tenga niya. Natakot nga ako na baka lumundag siya sa mukha ko. Kahit napagod ako kakatingala worth naman kase nakita ko siya ng matagalan at malapitan. Natutuwa akong malaman na meron din palang squirrel dito sa Pilipinas. Akala ko kase sa ibang bansa lang un like US. Ayos ba?... Ay! meron din ako nakitang dragonfly sa amin kahapon.. Matagal tagal na rin kase ako di nakakakita nun eh. Dati kase maraming tutubing karayom sa amin at may grasshopper din at butterflies at minsan may mariposa din. Naalala ko minsan nililibing pa nga namin ung mga namamatay na paru-paro eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-3352203623416196281?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/3352203623416196281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=3352203623416196281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3352203623416196281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3352203623416196281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/11/squirrel.html' title='Squirrel'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/Ry7_mRzWYSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cbWFrkSFrbs/s72-c/White_Squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-1110765705127812466</id><published>2007-11-05T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:52:26.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Eyes</title><content type='html'>Hayz! Nagkita rin kame ng close friend ko na si Arjay a.k.a. 'crush'. Sobrang tagal na namin di nagkita pero wala paring nagbago sa closeness namin. After a year nagkita na ulit kame at November 1 pa talaga. hehe! Namis ko na yung kulitan namin. Kase nung nakilala ko siya 4th year high school kame at naging close kame dahil sa kakulitan niya. Hanggang sa nagkaroon kame ng tawagan na crush. Actually lahat ng seatmate niya may tawag siya at ako ung tinawag niya na crush. Tapos yung naging gf niya tinawag niya love. Pero yung tawag niya sakin joke lang un. Although naging crush ko talaga siya at alam niya un kaya nga tinawag niya ko crush eh. Yan tapos na ang intro ko sa kanya. Bakit nga ba brown eyes ang title ng post ko? Ah kase sa tagal kong nakakasama itong friend ko na ito, nito ko lang nakita na brown eyes pala siya. Nakakatuwa lang malaman na ganun yung mata niya at nakita ko yun nung gabi pa. Ganda pala ng mata niya! haha! Naalala tuloy kita sa kantang ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brown Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by: Destiny's Child&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember the first day when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day when you smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;You stepped to me and then you said to me&lt;br /&gt;I was the woman you dreamed about&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day when you called my house&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day when you took me out&lt;br /&gt;we had butterflies although we tried to hide&lt;br /&gt;and we both had a beautiful night&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;The way we held each others hand,&lt;br /&gt;the way we talked, the way we laughed&lt;br /&gt;it felt so good to find true love&lt;br /&gt;I knew right then and there you were the one&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhh,&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;I know that he loves me cause told me so&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause his feelings show&lt;br /&gt;When he stares at me you see he cares for me&lt;br /&gt;You see how he is so deep in love&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause its obvious&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause its me he trust&lt;br /&gt;and he's missing me if he's not kissing me&lt;br /&gt;and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so&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;Remember the first day, the first day we kissed&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day we had an argument&lt;br /&gt;we apologized and then we compromised&lt;br /&gt;and we've haven't argued since&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day we stopped playing games&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day you fell in love with me&lt;br /&gt;it felt so good for you to say those words&lt;br /&gt;cause I felt the same way too&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;The way we held each other's hands,&lt;br /&gt;the way we talked, the way we laughed&lt;br /&gt;it felt so good to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;and I knew right there and then that you were the one&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;I know that he loves cause he told me so&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause his feelings show&lt;br /&gt;When he stares at me you see he cares for me&lt;br /&gt;You see how he is so deep in love&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's obvious&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's me he trust&lt;br /&gt;and he's missing me if he's not kissing me&lt;br /&gt;and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so&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;I'm so happy, so happy that your in my my life&lt;br /&gt;and baby now that your apart of me&lt;br /&gt;you've showed me&lt;br /&gt;showed me the true meaning of love(the true meaning of love)&lt;br /&gt;and I know he loves me&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;I know that he loves me cause he told me so&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause his feelings show&lt;br /&gt;When he stares at me you see he cares for me You see how he is so deep in love&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's obvious&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's me he trust&lt;br /&gt;and he's missing me if he's not kissing me&lt;br /&gt;and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so&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;He looks at me and his brown eyes tell it so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oist Arjay kung mababasa mo man ito, hindi yan dedicated syo. Narinig ko kase yung song na yan kaninang umaga tapos naalala kita kase brown eyes ka. Miss na kita agad friend! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-1110765705127812466?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/1110765705127812466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=1110765705127812466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1110765705127812466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1110765705127812466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/11/brown-eyes.html' title='Brown Eyes'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-3720037383202969803</id><published>2007-10-31T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:44.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>500,000 evacuated in California wildfire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyiW9BzWYRI/AAAAAAAAABI/xnpNNl4rdP0/s1600-h/wildfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127514150961307922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyiW9BzWYRI/AAAAAAAAABI/xnpNNl4rdP0/s200/wildfire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 500,000 people have been ordered to evacuate their homes in California's San Diego County as wildfires rage across the state, officials said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;refer to: &lt;a href="http://abc.net.au/news/stories/2007/10/24/2068320.htm"&gt;http://abc.net.au/news/stories/2007/10/24/2068320.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late na itong post ko about this pero naalala ko kasi yung kamag-anak ko na affected nung wildfire. Sa ngayon nasa evacuation place sila at wala sila nadalang gamit kundi kaunting damit and yung car nila. Hindi rin nakakapag work yung tito ko dahil nga sa pangyayaring ito. Although binibigyan sila ng everyday supplies ng government dun nanghihinayang pa rin ako sa mga gamit na napundar na nila dun. Sana maging ok naman sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-3720037383202969803?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/3720037383202969803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=3720037383202969803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3720037383202969803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3720037383202969803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/500000-evacuated-in-california-wildfire.html' title='500,000 evacuated in California wildfire'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyiW9BzWYRI/AAAAAAAAABI/xnpNNl4rdP0/s72-c/wildfire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-4867872273295402227</id><published>2007-10-30T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T02:31:32.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Things</title><content type='html'>Wow! First time to be tagged.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That You Dislike the Most&lt;br /&gt;* durian. (NEVER! As in di na ako uulit tumikim nun.)&lt;br /&gt;* flying cockroach. (same as kris...naku feeling ko hinahabol ako nung cockroach eh at mukha akong tanga pag ganun)&lt;br /&gt;* mga mayayabang na tao.&lt;br /&gt;* tapa ng kalabaw.(di ko gusto yung lasa)&lt;br /&gt;* mabaho at maputik na lugar. (like palengke)&lt;br /&gt;* ayoko ng spicy foods.&lt;br /&gt;* flirt girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Like the Most&lt;br /&gt;* super like ko ang chocolate. (addiction ang tawag dun)&lt;br /&gt;* I like Harry Potter books. (Ganda ng story niyan. Galing ni JK Rowling)&lt;br /&gt;* I like dogs. (gusto ko ng mabalahibong tuta)&lt;br /&gt;* I like cinnamon rolls ng cinnzeo/cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;* I like butterfly (ang ganda kase nila eh)&lt;br /&gt;* I like stuff toys.&lt;br /&gt;* I like to eat and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Important Things In Your Room&lt;br /&gt;* my bed&lt;br /&gt;* electric fan..(wish ko lang may aircon)&lt;br /&gt;* Pillow&lt;br /&gt;* blanket&lt;br /&gt;* alarm clock (di ako magigising pag wala yan)&lt;br /&gt;* cellphone&lt;br /&gt;* ako (hehehe.. wala na ko maisip eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Random Facts About You&lt;br /&gt;* I like horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;* Kapag natulog ako tulog talaga. (sabi nga nila mantika kung matulog)&lt;br /&gt;* Naglalaro ako dati ng magic cards.&lt;br /&gt;* Nakakita na ako ng white lady.&lt;br /&gt;* Before kaya kong mag predict ng mangyayari palang.&lt;br /&gt;* Nahulog ako sa stairs (10 steps) pero wala ako naramdaman. --catch by an angel&lt;br /&gt;* Nagsayaw ako ng hawaiian dance na naka two piece. waaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Plan to Do Before You Die&lt;br /&gt;* Pumunta sa beach.&lt;br /&gt;* Libutin ang beautiful spots sa Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;* Magkaroon ng malaking bahay with swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;* Magkaroon ng car at matutong mag drive.&lt;br /&gt;* Makapunta ng ibang bansa like France.&lt;br /&gt;* Makasakay ng eroplano.&lt;br /&gt;* Umakyat ng bundok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Can Do&lt;br /&gt;* magbasa&lt;br /&gt;* kumain&lt;br /&gt;* matulog&lt;br /&gt;* mag-isip&lt;br /&gt;* makinig&lt;br /&gt;* maglakad&lt;br /&gt;* magsalita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Can't Do&lt;br /&gt;* hindi ko kayang mag split.&lt;br /&gt;* hindi ko kayang tumalon sa building.&lt;br /&gt;* hindi ko kayang mag drive ng car.&lt;br /&gt;* hindi ko kayang mag swim.&lt;br /&gt;* hindi ko kayang mag teleport.&lt;br /&gt;* hindi ko kayang mag magic.&lt;br /&gt;* hindi ko kayang mag wall climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Find Attractive in the Opposite Sex&lt;br /&gt;* Mata (preferred ko singkit or blue eyes)&lt;br /&gt;* Matangkad&lt;br /&gt;* Maputi&lt;br /&gt;* May sense of humor/ hindi boring&lt;br /&gt;* Matalino&lt;br /&gt;* May respeto sa babae&lt;br /&gt;* Malakas ang sex appeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ung standards ko na lang kuno dati. hahaha. pero inde na ngayon :P&lt;br /&gt;* God fearing&lt;br /&gt;* Responsible&lt;br /&gt;* Understanding&lt;br /&gt;* Matalino&lt;br /&gt;* Mabait&lt;br /&gt;* Humble&lt;br /&gt;* Gwapo! (mahirap talaga hanapin ito..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Say the Most&lt;br /&gt;* baliw&lt;br /&gt;* sira&lt;br /&gt;* exactly&lt;br /&gt;* hehe&lt;br /&gt;* ngek&lt;br /&gt;* wag ka na!&lt;br /&gt;* anu veh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Celebrity Crushes&lt;br /&gt;* Piolo Pascual&lt;br /&gt;* Kristine Hermosa&lt;br /&gt;* Maja Salvador&lt;br /&gt;* Angel Locsin&lt;br /&gt;* Zac Efron&lt;br /&gt;* Richard Gutierrez&lt;br /&gt;* wala na ata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-4867872273295402227?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/4867872273295402227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=4867872273295402227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4867872273295402227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4867872273295402227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/seven-things.html' title='Seven Things'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-6801151916009632694</id><published>2007-10-26T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:45.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>One day sa office may pinahulaan sa amin yung officemate ko na pictures. Cge nga hulaan niyo toh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyGt-GN-agI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eaSOMe7rwsI/s1600-h/guess+who+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125569133257058818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyGt-GN-agI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eaSOMe7rwsI/s200/guess+who+01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyGvb2N-ahI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LX9g29uwj5E/s1600-h/guess+who.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125570743869794834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyGvb2N-ahI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LX9g29uwj5E/s200/guess+who.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eto kilala niyo ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyGwuGN-akI/AAAAAAAAABA/d8DbE1Su55Q/s1600-h/kris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125572156914035266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyGwuGN-akI/AAAAAAAAABA/d8DbE1Su55Q/s200/kris.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto niyo na malaman????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-6801151916009632694?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/6801151916009632694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=6801151916009632694' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6801151916009632694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6801151916009632694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RyGt-GN-agI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eaSOMe7rwsI/s72-c/guess+who+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-3974859036806273743</id><published>2007-10-25T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T02:53:44.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pagtatapat</title><content type='html'>Ako ba ito? Tama ba ang ginawa ko? hahaha... Anywayz, ginawa ko lang naman ito dahil gusto maging example kay karen na wala namang mawawala pag ginawa ng girl iyon. Actually hindi rin naman ako agree na girls ang magtatapat sa boys. Mas maganda pa rin kung yung boy ang naunang magsabi. Pero para lang masabi ko ito sa crush ko, nag-message ako sa kanya at ito ang buong usapan namin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;hi &lt;em&gt;crush&lt;/em&gt; musta?&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;may sasabihin sana ako syo eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;uy ano yun&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;nakakahiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ngek&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;pero sige na nga&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;kailangan ko daw sabihin eh&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;kase crush po kita un lang&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;waaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;wag lalaki ulo ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;sino naman nagudyok&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;wala nako masabi kundi hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;sayo na sabihin mo ?&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;basta&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;sinabi ko lang para aware ka&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ganun.. obvious naman eh&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;weh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;d joke lng wakokok!&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;kaw talaga&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;ang talino mo kase eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ngek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;talino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;d ah!&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;sobrang hinahangaan kita dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;d naman noh&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;anong hindi. hindi ka pa matalino sa lagay na un&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;waaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;nyakeke inde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;kakahiya nga&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;anong kakahiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;..syempre exert effort lng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;kasi d naman kilala skul ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;"D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;hindi nakikita sa school un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;syempre pag galing ka lasalle or ateneo&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;d ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;expected na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush &lt;/em&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;..kaya ako extra effort lng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;uu parang si *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;pero ano k ba noh.. just doing work&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;well magaling ka talaga&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm pa humble pa talaga&lt;br /&gt;(At biglang nagpunta ang mga girls officemate ko sa worstation ko at nakisali sa usapan namin)&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;kras din kita -kris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;aba!&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;ako rin - karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;tlga naman&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;grabe tong mga toh nalaman mo na tuloy yung secret namin&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;ako kras kita ng 40% - karen&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;ako 10% lang crush -kris&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;ako 80%- emie&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;kaya pinagbigyan namin si emie - karen&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;uy hindi joke yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;meron pa pala percentage ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;baka magselos si ***** nyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;wakokok&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;eh hindi ka pa kasi perfect - karen&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;hindi magseselos si ***** kase alam niya un - emie&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe im not perfect naman kaya nga there is the word better half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;si *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ilan percent ?&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;ako 1% --- ok siya lahat as in ideal siya kaso.di ko masakyan ugali - karen&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;but there is something about 1%&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;ako 10% siguro kase mabait naman siya sakin kahit papaano at matalino-emie&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;naku naku di ka na nkapagsalita dyan ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;10% lng ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;magagalit sayo yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;bakit naman siya magagalit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;mahilig k b sa matalino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;dapat 100% sya&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;siguro nga&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;bakit mo naman nasabi na dapat 100% siya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;kasi d naman ako matalino eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;pogi lng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;matalino ka nga tsaka medyo pogi na rin&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Emierald says:&lt;br /&gt;oh... Ok ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;matalino ka nga tsaka medyo pogi na rin &lt;--aba ba ba ba Emierald says: ok sige pogi na nga Emierald says: sige busy ka na po ata. next time kwentuhan nalang po ulit. Ingatz &lt;em&gt;Crush&lt;/em&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ok .. sensya ah may pinapagawa kasi saken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At diyan na natapos usapan namin. Ok lang naman na malaman niya na crush ko siya eh. Wala naman pala masama na gawin un. Tsaka di naman ako nagtapat ng pag-ibig. Ang sinabi ko lang ay crush ko siya. Wala namang masama sa humanga eh. Ayos diba?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-3974859036806273743?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/3974859036806273743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=3974859036806273743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3974859036806273743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/3974859036806273743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/ang-pagtatapat.html' title='Ang Pagtatapat'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-8292605528706341039</id><published>2007-10-25T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:45:08.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrased or Scared?</title><content type='html'>Sharing time... About what happened to me last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at 11:30pm, nangyari ang hindi inaasahan. Yan kase yung mga oras na pauwe na ako at wala ako kasabay umuwe. Syempre paalam ako sa mga officemate at boss ko. Nung nagpaalam ako sa boss ko, ito ang nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sir, uwe na po ako.&lt;br /&gt;(Hindi ata ako narining...)&lt;br /&gt;Ako ulit: Sir, uwe na po ako.&lt;br /&gt;(Hayun narinig na ako.)&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Oh! Uwe ka na? Bakit di mo sinabi inaantay mo pala ako?&lt;br /&gt;(Waaa! di naman sa gusto ko talaga sumabay pero nakakahiya syempre boss ko yun.)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sir hindi po... Okay lang po mauna na po ako. Hindi pa po ata kayo uuwe eh. Bye po!&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Hindi... Uwe narin ako. Sandali magligpit lang ako gamit. Bakit di mo kase sinabi sakin kanina.&lt;br /&gt;(Nagliligpit na siya ng gamit)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sige po. Ok lang po un, may ginawa rin po ako kanina eh.&lt;br /&gt;(Wala na ako nagawa kase siya na mismo nag offer eh. Kaya hinintay ko na siya kahit sobrang nahihiya ako sumabay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pumunta ako sa pwesto ni &lt;a href="http://mylenelucando.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Mye&lt;/a&gt; habang naghihintay para sabihin na sasabay ako sa boss ko. Sabay turo ng palihim sa boss ko (para ipaalam nga na isasabay ako nung boss ko nang walang sinasabi). Ang hindi ko alam tumayo pala yung boss ko nun at nakita akong palihim pang nakaturo sa pwesto niya (syempre understood na siya yung tinuturo ko nun). Grabe nakakahiya talaga kase pagkaturo ko sa pwesto niya at palihim na tumingin sa pwesto niya nakita ko siya na nakatayo at nakatingin sa akin (gulat na gulat ako at di alam ang gagawin, kung pwede lang sana ako maglaho at that moment of time ginawa ko na. waaa! nakakahiya talaga. huhu.. &lt;/em&gt;t_t... Para akong nauupos na kandila nung mga oras na iyon&lt;em&gt;). Nakatingin yung boss ko sakin na parang natatawa (nagpipigil siya ng tawa siguro kase alam niyang ilag o takot pa ako sa kanya at natatawa nalang siya sakin). Kaya ang ginawa ko nalang ay pilit na binago yung usapan at tinanong ko nalang si &lt;a href="http://mylenelucando.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Mye&lt;/a&gt; kung what time ba siya uuwe at kung sasabay siya sa boss namin sabay turo ulit sa boss namin para di masyado halata. Pero halata parin kaya siguro ako? Ano sa tingin mo?... Sa tingin ko, OO.... waaaa! Di ko parin ma-imagine yung facial expression ko nung nagulat ako sa kanya... Nakakahiya talaga...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inside the car of my boss...)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sir naniniwala po ba kayo sa white lady?&lt;br /&gt;(Nagkwento ako ng hindi work related topic para may mapag-usapan kame)&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Oo naman...&lt;br /&gt;blablabla...&lt;br /&gt;(Hayun naubusan na ako ng kwento. Tahimik na naman ang paligid. At kinakabahan na ako sa next topic namin. Pilit ako nag-iisip ng ibang masasabi kaya lang blanko na utak ko nun. At nangyari na nga ang kinatatakutan ko. Nagtanong na siya ng work related. huhu. Na pressure na na naman ako. waaaa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang tagal ng biyahe namin. Di ko na alam kung mabagal lang talaga siya mag drive or traffic lang siguro dahil sa mga stop lights. Basta ang naiisip ko lang that time ay makarating na sa bababaan ko. Para na akong wala sa sarili nun. haha... tapos bigla niya ako tinanong...&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Tama ba itong dinadaanan natin?&lt;br /&gt;(Napatingin naman ako dahil nga naglalakbay ang diwa ko, kinabahan ako sa tanong niya. Madilim nun kaya di ko agad masabi kung tama nga ba talaga yung dinaanan niya. Akala ko talaga lumagpas na ako nun eh. Ang bilis ng heart beat ko nun. wakoko!)&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Tama naman po yung dinaanan natin. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay salamat at nakarating narin ako sa bababaan ko. (inhale! exhale! hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;Pero thanks narin sa boss ko dahil nakauwe ako ng maayos. At ito ang masasabi ko sa kanya, mabait din siya talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paalala: Hindi eksaktong detalye ang nakalagay diyan. Maaaring may nabago o nadagdag sa usapan namin. &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-8292605528706341039?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/8292605528706341039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=8292605528706341039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8292605528706341039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/8292605528706341039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/embarrased-or-scared.html' title='Embarrased or Scared?'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-4730812488992100688</id><published>2007-10-23T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:01:22.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MCP Exam Survival</title><content type='html'>Sa wakas natapos na ang kinatatakutan kong exam. Feeling ko kase pag di ako nakapasa dun mapapalayas nako sa company namin. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumusta naman ang feeling bago mag exam? Naku, sobrang kabado kahit one week before pa yung date ng exam ko. Kase hindi pa ako ganun ka-confident para mag take ng exam. Super dasal talaga ako na sana kahit di mataas yung score ko basta makapasa lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumusta naman ang feeling during exam? Sobrang bilis ng heartbeat ko at syempre walang patid na pagdarasal. Bawat question talaga may dasal.. Sabi ko "Lord ituro niyo po sakin ang tamang sagot". Buti nalang ang bait talaga ni Lord. Bakit? Kase itinuturo niya talaga sakin yung sagot.. May mga signs siya na parang nagsasabi sakin na yun ang sagot. For example, habang nag-exam ako bigla nalang gumagalaw yung mouse cursor sa isang letter kaya yun na ang pinipili ko. hehe. Pero di palage ganun, nangyayari lang yun kapag may di ko na alam ang isasagot ko. Galing noh. Hindi ko alam kung maniniwala kayo pero siguro ganun lang talaga si Lord di nagpapahalata. Hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumusta naman ang feeling after exam? Hindi ako makapaniwala na nakapasa nga talaga ako. As in sobrang tagal ko nakatitig lang dun sa result ng exam. Tapos tska ko lang napagtanto na totoo nga talaga na nakapasa ako. Wow! Sobrang thank you Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-4730812488992100688?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/4730812488992100688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=4730812488992100688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4730812488992100688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4730812488992100688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/mcp-exam-survival.html' title='MCP Exam Survival'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-7322342647675315130</id><published>2007-10-19T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:42:42.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakakainis na Pangyayari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"When somebody does something wrong to you and it really drove you freakin' mad, don't do the same to him/her instead kill him/her with kindness. 'Coz guilty feelings are always nastier revenge."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually naiinis lang talaga ako ngayong araw na ito. Kaya magsusulat nalang ako. Naiinis ako sa mga taong walang pakialam sa mararamdaman mo (not sensitive). Sorry sa mga taong napakitaan ko ng di maganda, like pagiging mataray ko. Siguro hindi ko lang talaga nakayanan na yung nararamdaman ko kaya sumabog na ako. hahaha... Naiinis ako sa mga taong umaabuso ng pagiging mabait ko. Siguro time na nga talaga para matuto akong ipagtanggol ang sarili ko. Gusto ko lang rin i-share yung experience ko na kinainisan ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time nag-usap kami ng officemate ko na i-treat ang sarili namin, kaya after work pumunta kame sa mall. Kumain kame sa isang resto. At ang resto na yun ang sanhi ng aking pagkainis. Siguro pagod ako sa work pero di parin sapat na dahilan yun para mainis ako. Na trigger lang yun nung time na oorder kame ng food. Nakapila kase kame nun tapos yung customer behind me nagtanong sa waiter then after that umorder na ung customer behind me. Dahil sa kabaitan ko pinalagpas ko iyon sa pag aakalang ako ang isusunod niya. Pero hindi parin dahil di man lang niya kame pinansin (para kaming multo dun ni Makre) at ang tinanong niya ay yung nasa likod namin ni &lt;a href="http://makreyejinzai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Makre&lt;/a&gt;. Kainis diba?! Pero sige lang, pero pangatlo na mukhang di parin niya kame papansinin. Di nako papayag nun. Talagang napuno nako sa kainisan nun kaya sinabihan ko na siya na kanina pa kame dun at nakalagpas na yung dalawang tao sa likod namin at hindi parin niya kame papansinin. Badtrip talaga! Nakakahiya yung ginawa kong iyon dahil napasigaw ako sa inis. Nakita ko rin yung mga tao na nagtinginan sakin pero wala ako pakialam nun dahil naiinis talaga ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero after that incident, I realized na ang dapat ko ginawa ay sabihan yung waiter nung umpisa palang na ako yung nasa unahang pila kaya dapat ako unahin niya. Para sana hindi nako napuno sa kainisan at hindi na umabot sa ganun. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-7322342647675315130?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/7322342647675315130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=7322342647675315130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7322342647675315130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/7322342647675315130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/nakakainis-na-pangyayari.html' title='Nakakainis na Pangyayari'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-6838601003375129652</id><published>2007-10-08T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T06:10:56.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Showbiz Chika Minute</title><content type='html'>I just want to share something about the showbiz world... Medyo luma na nga lang yung balita pero basta kwento ko na rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanood kase kame ng The Buzz at Showbiz Central... Isa sa palabas dun ay yung batang may cancer na nag email sa station(di ko lam kung sa dos o syete eh.) na gusto daw niya makita ng personal yung paborito niyang artista na si Sunshine Dizon. Yung batang iyon ay isa pala sa pasyente sa St. Lukes.  Yung tita ko kase nag work dun as secretary ng isang oncologist doctor. Kaya naibahagi ng tita ko ang inpormasyon na ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron daw kase silang patient na sobrang ganda at lapitin ng mga artista at medyo kahawig daw ni KC Concepcion. Sayang yung girl na yun kase may cancer siya. Pero according to that girl siya yung reason kung bakit naghiwalay sina Sandara Park at Joseph Bitangkol. Sobrang selosa daw pala itong si Sandara kaya umalis ng bansa si Sandara. Pero friends lang daw si Joseph at si beautiful cancer patient. Selosa lang talaga si Sandara. One more thing, alam niyo ba na totoong magkaaway si Marimar at si Katrina Halili sa totoong buhay?! Well ngayon ko lang rin nalaman yun. Nagulat ako dun. hehe... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-6838601003375129652?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/6838601003375129652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=6838601003375129652' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6838601003375129652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6838601003375129652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/showbiz-chika-minute.html' title='Showbiz Chika Minute'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-6827820933402693823</id><published>2007-10-01T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T00:20:37.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy Experience (White Lady, Ghosts)</title><content type='html'>Mga nakakatakot kong experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag kayong matatakot pumunta sa bahay namin after niyo basahin itong post ko ha. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamang tama malapit na ang halloween... t_t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo fresh pa kase sa memory ko ang mga pangyayaring ito na naganap lamang kahapon.. Unahin ko na ang pinakalatest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nung isang araw habang nakaupo ako malapit sa dining table namin... Napatingin ako bigla sa bintana namin dahil may nakita ako dumaan na tao at nakasuot siya ng tshirt na kulay blue... Akala ko kuya(pinsan) ko yung dumating kaya agad ako pumunta sa kusina namin para salubungin siya... Pero pagdating ko sa kusina namin, wala ako nakitang tao... Sino kaya iyon? huhu! Inisip ko nalang na isa lamang iyong ilusyon ko. Kase medyo mabilis lang yung pangyayari eh. Hindi naman siya masyado nakakatakot eh. hehe. Eto pangalawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. May alaga kaming aso. Syempre pinapakain ko siya. Gabi na yun at madilim. Nang may kakaiba sa paligid ko. Nararamdaman ko lang pero di ko pinapansin kase ayaw ko takutin sarili ko. Walang hangin nun(humid) pero malamig. Tapos nung papalapit ako sa aso ko, nakita ko na nakabahag ang kanyang buntot. Seryoso ito. Tapos hayun umuungol siya.. Diba kapag daw may nakikita or natatakot ang aso ganun sila? Nakita ko rin na hindi nakatingin sakin ang aso ko subalit nakatingin siya malapit sa kinatatayuan ko na dapat sana ay sumasalubong siya sa akin at natutuwang kakain na siya. Pero hinde, umaatras siya habang umuungol. Kaya tumingin ako sa tinitignan niya at wala naman ako nakita pero naramdaman ko talaga siya kung sino man siya. Scary talaga un. Sobrang nagmadali talaga ako pumasok sa bahay namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pinaniniwalaan ng nakararami na may duwende daw sa lugar namin. Maraming albularyo at may mga third eye ang nakakakita. Ayaw ko maniwala kaya lang minsan sinasaktan nila kame eh. Ang madalas nila gawin samin ay ang kurutin kame, madalas kame nagkaka pasa (bruise) kapag may pupuntahan kame sa ilang part ng bakanteng lote sa harap ng bahay namin. Pangalawa, ang nasabing pagkakasakit ng kapitbahay namin na di maipaliwanag ng mga doctor kaya nagpatingin sila sa albularyo at hayun sinabing yung duwende daw ang may gawa nun. Natapunan kase niya ng basura/tiratirang pagkain yung duwende at nagalit. (Dun kase tinapon samin hayan tuloy). Pangatlo, ang pagkakasakit ng mother ko at lolo ko. Yung sa lolo ko nung nagkasakit siya sinabi niya samin yung dahilan kung bakit siya nadapa at nabalian ng buto ay dahil meron siya nakitang parang bata daw at itinulak siya. Yun di na siya tinigilan. Lagi niya sinasabi na may dumadagan daw sa dibdib niya at ilang beses kami bumalik sa hospital pero ok lang naman ang sinasabi ng doctor. Yun lang naman pero sa ngayon ok naman kame ng family ko. Pinaputol na rin namin yung ibang puno sa amin at wala naman nanggugulo ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ang pagsubok ko ng spirit of the ballpen. Anim na ballpen ang kailangan dun at may dasal din un. Ginawa ko ito nung high school. Break time namin yun at naisipan namin ng seatmate ko na subukan iyon. Ilang beses din kame nagtry pero wala naman nangyari kase iniisip namin joke lang yun at di totoo. Sobrang natatawa kame sa sarili namin. Pero nung pangatlo or pang apat na beses namin iyon itry nagseryoso kame sa pagdasal at yun biglang may pwersa na nagpagalaw sa ballpen. Tinanong ko siya kung siya ang nagpagalaw nun pero hindi daw siya. Kaya nagsimula kame magtanong dun sa spirit na natawag namin. Tinanong namin kung babae ba siya at muling gumalaw ang ballpen. Nagtanong ulit kame kung what age niya, di siya sumagot kase dapat answerable by yes or no lang. Kaya nagtanong ulit kame kung 40 plus na ba age niya at muli gumalaw ang ballpen. Natakot na kame nung makarami na kame ng tanong at napatunayan na wala sa amin ang nagpapagalaw ng ballpen kundi yung spirit na natawag namin. (Hindi mahirap magtawag ng spirit dahil malapit lang sa cemetery ang school namin. Please wag niyo na subukan dahil nakakatakot talaga. Buti nalang hindi masama yung natawag namin spirit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ang Retreat house na pinuntahan namin nung high school recollection. Bago pa lang kami pupunta dun, binalaan na kami ng teachers namin na meron talaga dun mga multo at mahigpit na ipinagbawal samin ang mag-isang pumunta sa cr or kahit saang part ng retreat house. Bawal din ang mag iwan ng bakanteng chair lalo na kung katabi mo yung chair at kung matutulog naman bawal ang bed na walang mahihiga kase baka tabihan ka ng multo. Ang experience ko na nakakatakot talaga ay naganap during nap time namin (afternoon time). Marami kame sa loob ng room na iyon (all girls) pero bukod samin may iba pa pala kame kasama na hindi namin nakikita at nararamdaman lang namin. Hindi ako nakatulog nun. Actually dalawa pala kameng di nakatulog nun dahil naririnig namin yung mga yapak nung mga ghost. Sobrang ingay pabalik balik. Siguro binabantayan kame. Nakapikit ako nun kase natakot ako sa makikita ko pero tinapangan ko sarili ko para alamin kung sino ba yung naglalakad na yun at wala ako nakita. Tinanong ako nung schoolmate ko na katabi kong bed kung naririnig ko daw ba yun, sabi ko oo. Yung iba namin kasama tulog na. Pinilit ko makatulog pero maingay talaga at naramdaman ko yung yapak nila na palapit sa kama ko at biglang hinila ng bahagya yung unan ko or parang naupo sa may unan ko. WAAAA! Scary talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Aswang. Hindi ko naman talaga sure kung aswang nga iyon pero nakakatakot yung narinig namin na tiktik. Kakaibang tunog na nun ko lang narinig. Inisip namin na baka gawa lang iyon ng hayop pero kakaiba talaga eh. Nung una malakas yung tunog hanggang pahina ng pahina. May mga asong nag uungulan sa labas at yung iba tumatahol. Sabi nila ang aswang daw pag malapit sa inyo makakarinig ka ng tiktik at kapag palapit ng palapit ay pahina ng pahina ang tiktik nila. Sa maniwala at hindi kayo nagbaon ako ng bawang sa pagtulog ko sa takot sa aswang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ito yung una kong experience sa mga nakakatakot. Nangyari ito nung bata pa ako, siguro 6yrs. old ako nun. Madalas kase hindi ako nagbubukas ng ilaw eh may inutos sakin yung lola ko na kunin sa kwarto niya. Gabi na yun pero di ako nagbukas ng ilaw kase ang balak ko kakapain ko nalang yung kukunin ko. Pero pagpanik ko para pumunta sana sa kwarto ni lola. May nakita ako "White Lady". Hindi ako agad nakaalis sa kinatatayuan ko at nanatiling nakatingin sa white lady. Gusto ko tumakbo pababa pero di ko magawa. Sobrang nangangatog yung tuhod ko nun. Ang itsura niya ay sobrang maliwanag na parang usok na di mo makikita ang kanyang mukha at wala rin siya paa kase nakalutang lang siya na parang tinatangay ng hangin yung damit niya na parang silk or basta white dress. Tapos unti unti siyang umalis pakaliwa at nawala ang liwanag. Hindi siya naglakad, tinangay lang siya na parang hangin. Dun palang ako nakagalaw sa kinatatayuan ko at tumakbo pababa ng hagdan at di alintana yung mga steps ng hagdan namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: Hindi pa kasama dito yung mga experience ko na nakalimutan ko na at hindi ko masyadong siguradong pangyayari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-6827820933402693823?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/6827820933402693823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=6827820933402693823' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6827820933402693823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/6827820933402693823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/10/creepy-experience-white-lady-ghosts.html' title='Creepy Experience (White Lady, Ghosts)'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-4216687381124080673</id><published>2007-09-25T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:37:05.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unintentional</title><content type='html'>The adjective &lt;strong&gt;unintentional&lt;/strong&gt; has 3 meanings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning #1: not done or made or performed with purpose or intent&lt;br /&gt;Synonym: &lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/undesigned" target="_top"&gt;undesigned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning #2: without deliberate intent&lt;br /&gt;Synonym: &lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/unwilled" target="_top"&gt;unwilled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning #3: not intentional&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: &lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/unplanned" target="_top"&gt;unplanned&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/unwitting" target="_top"&gt;unwitting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ko nga ba na post ang meaning ng unintentional? hehe... Marami kase akong mga bagay na di sinasadyang magawa or masabi. At hanggang ngayon naiisip ko parin siya dahil bothered ako na may ibang meaning sa ibang tao yung mga yun. Anu-ano nga ba ang mga ito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pinaka latest ay yung pangyayari nung meeting namin kahapon. Marahil ay pinag isipan ako ng nakararami na sinagot ko o binara ko yung boss namin. Kasi ba naman eh nagulat ako nung bigla ako tinanong nung boss namin kung naintindihan ko daw ba yung sinabi niya. I thought tinatanong niya ako kung ano yung sinabi niya at kung naintindihan ko ba talaga yung sinabi niya. Kaya hayun sinabi ko na "Yes. Yun pong sinabi niyo kanina"... At parang nabara siya sa sinabi ko, sandaling natigilan at sinabing "Ah ok, it is just answerable by yes or no"(di ko na maalala ung exact words niya basta parang ganun) . Haay! nakakahiya yung ginawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ang pagsindak sa babaeng nagtitinda ng barbeque. Merienda time nun at sabay sabay lang kami nag order nung officemates ko tapos hayan na dumating na yung order ni &lt;a href="http://ardeeboi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ardee&lt;/a&gt;. Akalain mo ba naman na 15 minutes na ata ang nakalipas at naubos na ni &lt;a href="http://ardeeboi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ardee&lt;/a&gt; yung pagkain niya pero wala pa rin yung samin nina &lt;a href="http://kangelsconfessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://makreyejinzai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kris&lt;/a&gt;. Sino ba naman di maiinis nun? Kaya... pinuntahan na namin yung tindera. "Ano ba yan ate, kanina pa yung order namin ah!". Ayun nakakain narin kame sa wakas. Tapos bayaran time na. Nagbigay ako kay ate ng bente pesos at sinabi ko yung order ko kanina na worth 15 pesos. Hayun kukuha na siya ng sukli nang bigla siya bumalik at sinabing "kulang po yung pera niyo." Nabigla ako at medyo napalakas ang pagkakasabi na "Ate tama na po yang binigay ko! 15 pesos lang yun eh!". Di ko naman sinadya maging mataray at that time eh. Na realize ko na nga lang yun nung sinabi sakin ni &lt;a href="http://makreyejinzai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kris&lt;/a&gt; na naninindak daw ako. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pag badge sa door bago pumasok. Medyo nagloloko kase itong ID ko at hindi siya tumutunog minsan pag nag badge ako. So, kapag nangyari yun iisipin talaga ng mga strict scanner guards wala kang access. Pero at that time medyo nag joke ung manong guard at sinabing "Wala po ata kayo access eh" kaya nasabi ko sa kanya na "Meron!" pero kakaiba kase yung pagkakasabi ko. Hirap explain, basta parang medyo mataray na pagalit yung tono daw ng voice ko according sa mga nakasaksi. hehe. Pero para sakin, sinagot ko lang yung joke ni kuya guard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-4216687381124080673?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/4216687381124080673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=4216687381124080673' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4216687381124080673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4216687381124080673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/09/unintentional.html' title='Unintentional'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-1843234758911780568</id><published>2007-09-21T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:54:45.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112924953825331842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RvTCJ_P9SoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ajsr1QDzhyQ/s320/butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And A Meadow Lark Sang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Ravindra Kumar Karnani-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The child whispered, 'God speak to me'&lt;br /&gt;And a meadow lark sang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The child did not hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the child yelled, 'God speak to me!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the thunder rolled across the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the child did not listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The child looked around and said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'God let me see you' and a star shone brightly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the child did not notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the child shouted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'God show me a miracle!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a life was born but the child did not know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the child cried out in despair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Touch me God, and let me know you are here!'&lt;br /&gt;Whereupon God reached down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And touched the child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the child brushed the butterfly away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And walked away unknowingly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112928127806163602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RvTFCvP9SpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j1U0Lu8kQSI/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Are To Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Bernice Ellrick-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a rose, you are my thorns,&lt;br /&gt;clutching to me, protecting me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am the sun, you are my rays,&lt;br /&gt;helping me to shine and to be all that I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a lake, you are my water,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;filling me with ideas, dreams, and hopes for the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a tree, you are my leaves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sharing who and what I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and becoming a part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a heart, you are my beat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beating rythmically to my hapiness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my fear, my sadness, my excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am me and you are with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to share all that I am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to share life, love, and happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-1843234758911780568?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/1843234758911780568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=1843234758911780568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1843234758911780568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/1843234758911780568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/09/inspirational-poems.html' title='Inspirational Poems'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oK_wWiOIBWw/RvTCJ_P9SoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ajsr1QDzhyQ/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-2707125005701212521</id><published>2007-09-21T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T20:03:22.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Twin: Emierald meets Emierald</title><content type='html'>It is quite surprising that I have a name twin. Thanks to Friendster for making it possible knowing her. I just wanted to share my experience after seeing that i have a message from friendster. Actually I was just checking my yahoo mail and one of the messages says that I have a new friendster message from Emierald?! hehe.. I stopped for a while and read it again for me to believe that I saw my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First question in my mind: "Did I wrote a letter for myself?". hmmmm?! I don't know anyone who's name is the same spelling with mine. I thought my name is unique. Whoever she/he was, I don't know why would she write to me. I am really curious of that message. hehe *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the message of Emierald from Cerritos,CA:&lt;br /&gt;"I thought it was interesting na merong isang tao sa mundo with the same name and same spelling as me. I've met people named Emerald, pero not Emierald. For 21 years, I thought I was the only one with than name and spelling. HAHAH. I'm pretty sure you felt the same way too. haha. What are the odds of us both being Filipina too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing your name came from your birthstone because of your zodiac sign. I didn't get my name the same way you did.. my story is a bit more complicated than that. hehe. It was a combination of two names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say hi to my "name twin" kasi our name truly is unique. Forgive me if my tagalog doesn't make sense. I can read and understand it when people talk to me, but for me actually speak and type it comes as a challenge. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care name twin! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatuwang isipin na may kaparehas ako ng pangalan sa buong mundo. Akala ko unique yung name ko. hehe. Well, we are unique! haha... Kami ang dalawang tao sa mundo na may parehas na pangalan with the same spelling... Naisip niyo ba kung ilan ang kapangalan niyo sa buong mundo??? Magandang research un ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-2707125005701212521?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/2707125005701212521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=2707125005701212521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/2707125005701212521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/2707125005701212521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/09/name-twin-emierald-meets-emierald.html' title='Name Twin: Emierald meets Emierald'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-5909920527117852406</id><published>2007-09-14T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T12:04:22.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Times</title><content type='html'>Ano nga ang mga bagay na di ko pa nagagawa? Sobrang dami pala pag ilalagay ko lahat. Hehe... Siguro nagtataka kayo kase 21 yrs. old na ako but still ngayon ko lang naranasan gawin ang mga ito. Sige simulan ko na. Malamang curious na kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Umuwe ng madaling araw dahil sa girls fish namin. Nag videoke kaming mga girls at past 4am na ata un nang makauwe ako. Yan ang pinaka late ko na uwe. As in sobrang ingat ako wag mag ingay pag dating sa bahay namin dahil baka mahuli ako at mapagalitan. For sure mahabang interrogation yun pag nagkataon. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sumali sa sack race dahil walang choice. hehe.. joke lang! Masaya din naman eh. Masayang experience. Biruin mo sa hinhin kong ito nag sack race ako? At alam mo ba kung ano feeling after? Ay naku! para lang naman lumundag pati puso ko at kailangan ko siya hawakan. Hindi kase ako sporty na tao kaya hayun nabanat mga buto buto ko at sobrang kapagod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mag badminton kasama ang mga officemate ko. First time ko kase maglaro ng badminton sa totoong badminton court. hehe.. Ang lulupit nilang maglaro. Wala ako masabi kase ako service lang palpak agad. Kaya points agad ang kalaban sa service ko palang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Makatikim ng alcoholic drink. Nangyari iyan nung paradiso event namin c/o Errol and my officemates. Buti nalang wala naman ako naramdaman kakaiba or hindi ako tinamaan. hehe! Mas marami kase juice eh. Bait talaga ni Errol. Thanks for the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Magsayaw sa stage nung paradiso event din. Sa dami ng tao na nagsasayaw feeling ko di nila ko nakikita kaya nag sayaw talaga ako para ma enjoy ang first kong outing sa Subic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-5909920527117852406?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/5909920527117852406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=5909920527117852406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5909920527117852406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/5909920527117852406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-times.html' title='First Times'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367767069830026680.post-4582121160512890935</id><published>2007-08-31T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T03:51:17.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Who's this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! My name is Emierald Santos. This would be my first blog. I named it "Emierald's Pensieve" because &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pensieve#Pensieve"&gt;pensieve&lt;/a&gt; symbolizes a container/storage or magical object that has the ability to store memories.Pensieve was first introduced in Harry Potter by its author J.K. Rowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why my name is Emierald?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emierald came from my birthstone, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emerald#Emerald"&gt;emerald&lt;/a&gt;. Just to make it different and unique, my parents put a letter (i) between letter m and e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I would like to acknowledge my officemate, Karen Labustro (&lt;a href="http://kangelsconfession.blogspot.com"&gt;kangelsconfession.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) for introducing this blog site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367767069830026680-4582121160512890935?l=emierald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/feeds/4582121160512890935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367767069830026680&amp;postID=4582121160512890935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4582121160512890935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367767069830026680/posts/default/4582121160512890935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emierald.blogspot.com/2007/08/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Emierald</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
