<?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-13186006</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:09:09.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anak ng Kamote!!??</title><subtitle type='html'>wala lng mga kuwento kuwento sa kung anung gusto kong ibahagi...mga trip ko bang isalaysay, kayo ng bahala kung may sense ba tong sinusulat ko dito o wala. kung nakakarelate ang iba sa inyo eh salamat...at kung wala naman eh bahala na si batman sa inyo...

magandang araw!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>moogie</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-6648874754205922992</id><published>2011-09-25T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:10:46.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you get closer to someone, unintentionally, it is so damn hard to detach yourself and to move on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang may pinagkakabusy-han ako, medyo naaliw kahit papaano. sabi nga ng iba mas madali para sa aalis, mas mabigat sa mga maiiwan...which is basically true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyy, ayun na lang ang maisasagot mo kapag nagbabalik-tanaw ka or di kaya pag may nagtatanong kung nasaaan at kumusta na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero teka, para yatang hindi na ito bago para sa akin, ilang beses na ba itong nangyari pero heto nakakapagtaka lang siguro nga nagmature na rin ako kung paano tanggapin ang mga ganitong sitwasyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan naiisip ko tuloy, pattern na ito sanayin ko dapat ang sarili ko...maging manhid? imposible yata yon, ganito na lang, sanayin ko na simula pa lang ay wala ng expectations, hayaan lang kung anu anjan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seize the Day!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka nga nakalimutan ko na rin ang mantra ko na ito...kung masyado naman akong mag-cling sa ibang tao dehado ako, olats, depressed, at malamang mag-breakdown na naman ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pag may aalis, lalayo, malayo, di physically present...siguro naman maaalala din ako ng mga taong naging bahagi na ng "journey" ko. iyon lang sana huwag nila akong kalimutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung pupuwede lang sana hawakan ang oras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero salamat na lang din at sa konting panahon may mga nakasabay ako sa aking paglalakbay, at mapapangiti na lang ako kapag may naaalala ako :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-6648874754205922992?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/6648874754205922992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/6648874754205922992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-you-get-closer-to-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-7440734493214185454</id><published>2011-07-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T08:53:06.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>may pagsusulit na naman bukas...sana lang di ako mangamote, bakit ba kasi kung kailan bukas saka pa lang ako magbabasa ng mga lesson..uber tamad ba ako o walang lang ako sa hulog. sige magdahilan ka pa, para sa iyo din naman lahat ng ito at ang pagkakaalam ko eh isa ito sa mga tatlong major major na dapat mong tapusin...(sounds like "100 days to heaven" kuha mo?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dahil sa siguradong kukulangin na naman ako sa oras at papetix-petix na naman ko, maghanda ka na ng mga 3 litrong kape dahil puyatan na ito...at pede ba huwag na akong umangal dahil sa FB nga nagpupuyat ako ng ganun ganun lang eh mga tulog pa sa mantika yung mga kausap ko at inaabangan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, papagalitan ko sarili ko (pause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magtanda ka na kasi di ka na bata alalahanin mo na lang na suwerte ka pa rin at maipagpapatuloy mo pa ang mga naiwan mong "assignment"...3 yrs lang yan kayang -kaya ko yang tapusin...kasi kailangan mo talagang tapusin ang mga dapat mong gawin napending na iyan ng ilang taon kaya hindi ko na dapat pang idelay ulit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh siya ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-7440734493214185454?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/7440734493214185454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/7440734493214185454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2011/07/may-pagsusulit-na-naman-bukas.html' title=''/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-1241792312669082219</id><published>2011-07-29T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T08:43:10.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>itutuloy...</title><content type='html'>Mula sa pira-pirasong palaisipan&lt;br /&gt;isang pagtatangis ang sumibol sa&lt;br /&gt;iisang lugar kung saan maraming &lt;br /&gt;kang matutuklasan at matututunan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bagamat lumipas ang na ang &lt;br /&gt;mahabang panahon at sa di inaasahang&lt;br /&gt;pagkakataon ay muling nagkita&lt;br /&gt;upang simulang mabuo ang isang &lt;br /&gt;palaisipan at unti-unting nagkakaroon&lt;br /&gt;ng kasagutan ang mga dati'y tanong lamang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi man masikil and tunay na &lt;br /&gt;damdamin, bawat sandali ay pilit binabawi&lt;br /&gt;katumbas ng nag-uumapaw ng kaligayahan&lt;br /&gt;mga ngiting hindi madaliang napapawi&lt;br /&gt;na tila walang katapusan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kung sakaling magkalayo man&lt;br /&gt;ay tiyak na mayroong babalikang &lt;br /&gt;masayang alaala...at ang tanging hiling &lt;br /&gt;ay isang karugtong ng isang awit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 Hunyo 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-1241792312669082219?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/1241792312669082219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/1241792312669082219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2011/07/itutuloy.html' title='itutuloy...'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-5960651102252545300</id><published>2011-07-05T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T07:07:31.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuwang tuwa ako ng makita kong me message ung fb inbox ko mula sa isang kaibigan na matagal ko ng hindi nakikita. Sa sobrang saya napahaba ang reply ko sa isang sentence nyang mensahe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na siguro siya…siguro??? Sobra ko siyang na-miss, bugoy kasi siya at siya lang ang bukod tanging nakakatagal sa kasutilan ko (eh yun ang alam ko…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana lang, magreply siya c”,)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-5960651102252545300?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/5960651102252545300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/5960651102252545300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2011/07/tuwang-tuwa-ako-ng-makita-kong-me.html' title=''/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-1009574535630571756</id><published>2011-07-05T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:23:32.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reinassance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A butterfly…&lt;br /&gt;dancing in the air &lt;br /&gt;like papers in radiant colors &lt;br /&gt;conspicuously, fluttering flight &lt;br /&gt;My eyes got distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A butterfly…&lt;br /&gt;soon will disappear&lt;br /&gt;cocooning, lifeless, and dull&lt;br /&gt;but emerges later, &lt;br /&gt;far more beautiful than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel elated, all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 July ’11, calbine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-1009574535630571756?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/1009574535630571756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/1009574535630571756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2011/07/reinassance-butterfly-dancing-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-6666606304449722646</id><published>2011-06-15T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T12:40:24.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>palitaw</title><content type='html'>sa malamang marami-rami na rin akong naisusulat, iyong iba nga eh di ko na matandaan na sinulat ko pala yong mga yon. eywan ko baka lang nagtritrip lng ako ng mga panahon na yon kasi naman wala pang FB nung araw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...bakit nga ba palitaw ang title ng blog kong ito??? eh ewan ko naisip ko lng na parang may kabuluhan to sa aking buhay (hanep unang tirada pa lang seryoso na...hmmm di bagay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mga pangyayari kasi sa buhay ng isang tao na paulit-ulit na lang na nangyayari - sinasadya man o hindi, kaya nga di ba palitaw -- lulubog tas lilitaw...alam ko me mga miron na tulad kong magtatanong...paano naman ang niyog at asukal na me sesame seed, ganang akin yan ang mga nagbibigay tamis sa buhay. ang mga masasayang nangyayari sa buhay buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... naglalaway tuloy ako sa palitaw wala pa namang mabilhan niyan dito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-6666606304449722646?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/6666606304449722646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/6666606304449722646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2011/06/palitaw.html' title='palitaw'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-115079374218827776</id><published>2006-06-20T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:40:35.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>postal exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/502/113/1600/q8%20towers2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/502/113/200/q8%20towers2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Kuwait Towers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading your posts, it reminds me of the same feeling I had when I landed here in Kuwait City. The only difference is that you will see Filipinos almost everywhere, so I don't feel alienated at all; there are no mountains here only mounds of sands but there are beautiful landscapes along the seaside, sculptured trees at the center islands of main roads, white sands along the beach where you can walk anytime on barefoot (showing of some skin are strictly prohibited for women – you'll see them basking under the sun or get sunk in the sea wearing their abayas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little by little I've learned a few Arabic words mostly used; sometimes I get the message by their gestures and facial expressions. Kuwait is an open city; expats like me has minimal restriction when it comes to clothing as long as you keep your private parts covered including thighs and arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laws are highly regarded here, ignorance from it will put you behind bars or might as well you will be deported and blacklisted for several months. So to be safe, I stayed at home after work, supermarket during my off days or to Friday market (super laking ukayan at dibisorya in one place) where you can buy second hand stuff – from clothings, shoes (signature ones like Dr. Mortens) to interesting artifacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the weather is tolerable (maybe sanay na ko) the heat is up to 40+ but its dry, dust storms comes if the weather is changing from summer to winter v.v. (another one bites the dust hehehe).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-115079374218827776?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/115079374218827776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/115079374218827776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2006/06/postal-exchange.html' title='postal exchange'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-115062663090089040</id><published>2006-06-18T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T03:30:30.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just give it a thought...</title><content type='html'>In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older.&lt;br /&gt;And, there on television, she said it was "exciting." Regarding body&lt;br /&gt;changes, she said there were many, occurring every day...like her breasts.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first.&lt;br /&gt;The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest&lt;br /&gt;woman, with so much wisdom in her words!&lt;br /&gt;Maya Angelou said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life&lt;br /&gt;does go on, and it will be better tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she&lt;br /&gt;handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled&lt;br /&gt;Christmas tree lights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents,&lt;br /&gt;you'll miss them when they're gone from your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as 'making a&lt;br /&gt;life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on&lt;br /&gt;both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I&lt;br /&gt;usually make the right decision."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.&lt;br /&gt;People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget&lt;br /&gt;what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-115062663090089040?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/115062663090089040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/115062663090089040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-give-it-thought.html' title='just give it a thought...'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-113420870964727429</id><published>2005-12-10T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:07:26.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kaleidoscope</title><content type='html'>With all these colors of my hallucinations, I am dying to know the depth of these patterns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-113420870964727429?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/113420870964727429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/113420870964727429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/12/kaleidoscope.html' title='kaleidoscope'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-113070418759428851</id><published>2005-10-30T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T12:29:47.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>factoids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ultimate Opposite Sex Survey (for girls)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Your Favorite--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dark gray &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no preference &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;(Their)Music Genre Preference::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;extreme-60s/techno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height(estimate)::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;5'6" up &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Age::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;33 up &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Personality Type::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;mysterious but wacky, weird?! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--This or That--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Older or Younger::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;older &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Romantic or Horndog::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;romantic &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Smart or Stupid::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;smart &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Fat or Skinny::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;fat &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Skinny but Muscular or Big and Muscular::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;big and mascular &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Punk or Preppy::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;preppy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The Big Picture or the Little Things::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;little things &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Flowers/Candy or Big Expensive Present::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;flowers/candy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Mixtape or Burned CD::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;burned cd &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Love or Lust::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;LOVE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Emotional or Just Not::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;emotional &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Sincere or Jokester::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sincere &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hott and mean or Ugly and sweet::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ugly and sweet &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Sexy or Just Cute::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;just cute &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Arse or Abs::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;abs &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair or Hands::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hands &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dimples or Eyes::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;eyes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Biceps or Calves/Thighs::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;calves/thighs &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Teeth or Nose(some people are just wierd) ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;teeth &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Clean Shaven or Scruffy::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;BB is scruffy! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Rugged or Prim and Proper::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;rugged but BB is prim and proper! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Countryboy or Cityboy:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;countryboy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Date alone or With Friends:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;alone &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Mama's Boy or Rebel Without A Cause::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;in between... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Have You Ever--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dumped a guy because he liked you too much::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes, 3x already &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Loved a guy because he stalked you::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;a big NO &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Loved a guy because he hated you::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;another big huge NO &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Asked your friend's crush out::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sometimes, close friends only &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lead a guy on for kicks::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;never tried &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Asked a guy out purely because he was hott::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no guts to do that! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Flirted with guys even though you had a boyfriend::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;never tried, im very devoted (wink) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lied about not having a boyfriend::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i never lied, swear! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lied about having one::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i never did &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cheated::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i NEVER did, not even once! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Been Cheated on::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes many times!!! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Had a crush on a gay guy::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;YES &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Their Clothing(yes/no)--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Boxers?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Briefs?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hat?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Skater Shoes?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pimp Shoes?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Band Shirts?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Vintage shirts?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;YES &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Southpole/um..other thug clothes..?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dixie Outfitters/Big Johnsons?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Independent/DC?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;S&amp;M/Little Devil?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Fox/Thor?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Jeans or Shorts?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;jeans &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Be Honest--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you ever date a guy for his money?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;NEVER &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you ever date a guy for his social status?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;NEVER &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever liked hanging out with your bf's friends more than him?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever pretended to like somebody to make them feel better?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you called a girl a whore, when you were screwing lots of guys?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;NO &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do looks matter?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you honestly scared of being dumped?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no, there are many fishes in the ocean &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does size matter?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no its the performance hahaha &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you avoid 'situations' with ugly guys?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no, that's an awful thing to do &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you ashamed to be seen with your ugly friends?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no, never &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you ashamed for being ashamed?(you better be)::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;for what? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you hide things from your crushes/guy friends/bf?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;some things not all &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you lie about masturbation for attention or false innocence?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you really want a guy to say if those jeans make your butt look fat?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;in a nice way, why not &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you dissapointed when your bf doesn't say I love you right away?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Wanna be a virgin till marriage?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ngiawwww!! N/A &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you really love the guys everytime that you say it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i seldom say that phrase &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you dream about your crushes/bfs/guy friends?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes most of the times &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you makeout with a guy friend just to get it over with/curiosity?::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;a close friend maybe AND if we both want it, why not &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does this survey suck nuts?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i think so!? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S561/Ultimate_Opposite_Sex_Survey_(for_girls).html" title="Ultimate Opposite Sex Survey (for girls)"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-113070418759428851?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/113070418759428851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/113070418759428851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/factoids.html' title='factoids...'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112949180047235876</id><published>2005-10-16T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T12:43:20.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamcrasher</title><content type='html'>i was catching up with my sleep late last night till finally my eyes dropped. as i was closing my eyes i felt something unusual, the same feeling i had when there is an unvited guest within my perimeter...fuck its happening again. after three years of having a normal brain wave but i guess they are everywhere and the nothing could stop them from barging in. the thing is i am getting used to it-- hearing, feeling and seeing unusual things--to some people who had not experienced this you may think (100%) that i need professional help, at some point i wanted to try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rational thinking--most of the times, yes but there were things that i really can't explained why. or maybe my imagination is getting wild again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i don't know which is real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uninvited visited me again... just late last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were you, keep your imagination under control as much as possible, because you will never know what will going to happen later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good thing is in your dreams you can do almost everything, you are in control, BUT what if you are not dreaming, what would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112949180047235876?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112949180047235876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112949180047235876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreamcrasher.html' title='dreamcrasher'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112637883133677099</id><published>2005-09-10T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T12:00:31.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shadow in the mirror</title><content type='html'>if only i could shoo away and tell these guys about my preference maybe they would not have the guts to invite me to go out with them. but then again on the second thought, one out of ten would understand, the rest they would be very interested to know and find out more, merely because its one of their sexual fantasies. many have dared but none of them succeed. i dont mind, not at all. i am happy being alone. its not that i am a man-hater or man-eater oh what the f***ng word it may suits, i just don't need somebody at the moment. yes, i am scared of the word--COMMITMENT, its like a ten thousand pound gorilla sitting on my chest. i want to enjoy being free and unbound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112637883133677099?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112637883133677099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112637883133677099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/09/shadow-in-mirror.html' title='shadow in the mirror'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112504596589212188</id><published>2005-08-26T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T01:54:54.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cuff links</title><content type='html'>whenever i put this blouse i always remember how you fold the sleeves and compliment how beautiful it is and how it suits me. the same way i have pictured you in my mind when you are sleeping and i could not waste any single moment watching you. its not raining here not like there, but it reminds me of you particularly when we had stolen moments. you may not know it but i loved you very well despite of all the odds. with you i experienced to go beyond my limits and discovered more of myself--being me without inhibitions, being carefree and bold. remember when i sneaked out of our house in the wee hours just to be with you? you have let me see your private world without me asking and i said that that's the boldest thing to do for a stranger like me. and now i realized the things i missed about you...thanks for the awakening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112504596589212188?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112504596589212188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112504596589212188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/08/cuff-links.html' title='cuff links'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112478322893280090</id><published>2005-08-22T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T00:47:08.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sanctuary to be</title><content type='html'>Sana I am going to have a room mate kanya lang biglang nagbago ang ihip ng hangin kasi me accommodation ns siya, sa hotel siya magwowork ngayon. Sa sofa kasi ako natutulog, so para hindi mabigat sa kanya makikishare na lang ako. Pero ok na rin kasi nangingimi rin ako dahil di pa kami gaano magkakilala but she’s nice. Kaya, pinost ko yang picture nay an to get an idea kung ano gagawin ko dun sa room, I will take photos like before and after effect para makita ang difference. Tas I will buy some used stuff sa haraj called Friday Market- isang malaking ukayan yon dito. I will try to make the room warm and cozy yon tipong poetic yong dating parang gusto mo nang umuwi kagad at humilata pagkagaling sa opisina. Tas me gagawin ako sa window, yong minimum light lang ang magpepenetrate sa loob ng room. Tatakpan ko siya ng isang malaking landscape poster tas lalagyan ko ng white chiffon na fabric on both sides so ang image niya is panoramic view. Yong window kasi dun din yong sunrise kaya maganda dib a, naiimagine mo ba? Tas malapad ang walls at mataas ang ceiling so ang gagawin ko to make it shorter I will put a headboard tas lalagyan ko ng ornaments, plant, books and knick knacks din. Tas maglalagay din ako ng mga indoor plants-isang malaki at 3 water plants. Gagawa rin ako ng imaginary window sa wall using panoramic poster, optional lang yon, me naisip din ako ng maglagay ng black &amp; white photos sa white wall na malapit sa door or instead na photos mga interesting decorative plates. Tas yong bed wall ang color na naisip ko ipaint is olive green, ang bed linens mostly earth colors ang base is white. Maglalagay din ako ng gold fish sa isang cylinder glass yon ang centerpiece ko sa small table na ilalagay ko sa sunrise window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry makikita mo ang photos pag natapos ko na siya, target ko to start the make over project is by next week, magpipintura muna ako. The idea is most likely the same with the photo Ive posted earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112478322893280090?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112478322893280090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112478322893280090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-sanctuary-to-be.html' title='my sanctuary to be'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112463205394967203</id><published>2005-08-21T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T06:47:33.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lungga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/502/113/1600/2003-10_dsspaces004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/502/113/320/2003-10_dsspaces004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ito ang gagawin ko pagkalipat ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112463205394967203?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112463205394967203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112463205394967203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/08/lungga.html' title='lungga'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112307034808989750</id><published>2005-08-03T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:59:08.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"..." for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I will make love my greatest weapon and none on who I call can defend against its force....My love will melt all hearts liken to the sun whose rays soften the coldest day.&lt;/strong&gt;- Og Mandino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112307034808989750?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112307034808989750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112307034808989750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-day.html' title='&quot;...&quot; for the day'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112220933864007863</id><published>2005-07-24T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T05:48:58.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagos sa puso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.4design.tv/gallery/sadness.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.4design.tv/gallery/sadness.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Was Reminded&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Alicia S &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we lay there quiet&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of all the reasons why I lust you&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it teased at me seductively&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it tempted me&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they seem to hypnotize me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat there silent&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of all the reasons why I love you&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it brings such life into me&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it makes everything okay&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way them seems to read my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we stand here now&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of all the reasons why I hate you&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it confuses me&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it seems to mock me&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they can look into mine and not feel a thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112220933864007863?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112220933864007863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112220933864007863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/tagos-sa-puso.html' title='tagos sa puso'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112220655844354146</id><published>2005-07-24T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T05:02:38.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>para sa iyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:W7evr-Y8KosJ:users.rcn.com/scottstirling/images/2004/04/27/IMG_0002-small-catfish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:W7evr-Y8KosJ:users.rcn.com/scottstirling/images/2004/04/27/IMG_0002-small-catfish.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Catfish Friend   &lt;/strong&gt;by Richard Brautigan  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I were to live my life &lt;br /&gt;in catfish forms&lt;br /&gt;in scaffolds of skin and whiskers &lt;br /&gt;at the bottom of a pond &lt;br /&gt;and you were to come by &lt;br /&gt;   one evening&lt;br /&gt;when the moon was shining &lt;br /&gt;down into my dark home &lt;br /&gt;and stand there at the edge &lt;br /&gt;   of my affection&lt;br /&gt;and think, "It's beautiful &lt;br /&gt;here by this pond.  I wish &lt;br /&gt;   somebody loved me,"&lt;br /&gt;I'd love you and be your catfish &lt;br /&gt;friend and drive such lonely &lt;br /&gt;thoughts from your mind &lt;br /&gt;and suddenly you would be&lt;br /&gt;   at peace,&lt;br /&gt;and ask yourself, "I wonder &lt;br /&gt;if there are any catfish &lt;br /&gt;in this pond?  It seems like &lt;br /&gt;a perfect place for them."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster by Richard Brautigan, published by Houghton Mifflin. Copyright © 1989 by Richard Brautigan. Reprinted by permission of Houghton Mifflin. All rights reserved.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112220655844354146?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112220655844354146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112220655844354146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/para-sa-iyo.html' title='para sa iyo'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112175055473428513</id><published>2005-07-18T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T22:22:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saranggola...</title><content type='html'>...basta marami pa tayong gagawin, kahit san man tayo mapunta magpapalipad pa rin tayo ng guryon. simbolik nga yon eh kaya yon ang ginawa ko bago ako umalis, bukod sa matagl at gusto kong gawin yon eh kasama ko pa kayo sayang nga lang at di tayo kompleto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yong saranggola kasi mga pangarap at hangarin natin yon sa buhay, yong pisi o sinulid naman yon yong determinasyon kung saan pag mahina at maigsi ang pisi o sinulid aalagwa yon maaring sumabit sa puno o masira ang saranggola. mabuti sana kung me makakakuha nun at ipagpapatuloy ang pagpapalipad nito. tanging hangin na nagsisilbing pagsubok, parang sasabay tayo sa ihip ng hanging pero yong nagpapalipad pa rin ang me control kung saan at gano kataas niya gustong paliparin ang saranggola. at pag nareach mo yong satisfaction at masaya ka na dahil napalipad mo na ang saranggola sa gusto mong taas sa saliw ng hangin kahit gaano pa ito kalakas, pwede mo nang hataking ulit ang pisi at saranggola upang sa mga susunod na araw mapapalipad mo ulit siya. ewan ko, pero nung nagawa natin yon ang saya-saya ko sobrang saya, bukod sa kasama natin ang kapatid ko at syota niya, at least nakita niya kung ano ako kahit sandali lang -- isang taong  me mababaw na kaligayan pero me malalim na pagtingin sa buhay. tas nakausap at nakasama rin natin yong mga batang paslit, sa totoo lang naiiyak ako nun dahil binigyan ako ng pagkakataon na maranasan yong ganun. yon ang mga bagay na di matutumbasan ng kahit na anong material na bagay dito sa mundo, na kahit pagtanda ko maaalala ko pa rin siya at maikukuwento sa iba. marami pa, marami pang alala na punong-puno ng kahulugan. tama ka weirdo nga ako...at laking pasasalamat ko at nakilala kita at naging bahagi ng buhay ko, pati na rin ang mga kaibigan natin, nandito kayong lahat, sa isip at puso, tanging kayamanan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakshet! ang sakit na naman ng panga ko di kasi ako makaiyak dito eh!&lt;br /&gt;siya dito muna ha, mamya ulit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS U OL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112175055473428513?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112175055473428513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112175055473428513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/saranggola.html' title='saranggola...'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112157815584288791</id><published>2005-07-16T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T22:29:15.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paksiw na pata</title><content type='html'>hoy hoy mga 'igan! me mga tips ako ngayon sa inyo pero unahin natin muna sa PAA. oo maamoy at maanghit na mga paa. oopsss! huwag magtawa, dahil kung di nyo aalagaan ang inyong mga paa, babaho talaga yan di kalaunan. kaya heto na, simple lang naman ang gagawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na-experience mo na bang pagdating mo galing eskuwela, opisina o kahit sa labas kung saan ka man nagsususuot at pagtanggal mo ng iyong mga sapatos o step in eh umalingasaw na higit pa sa atomic bomb ang bagsik na amoy (ex. para siya amoy patis na hinaluan ng toyo)?! fwez, manginig ka dahil SUKA lang ang katapat niyan! korek ka jan, pede rin tawas pero sa aking pagsusuri di hamak na mas epektibo pala ang suka. oo mga mare suka nga yong ginagamit sa paksiw hindi yong pag uminom ka ng serbesa o alak eh susuka ka, mali ka dun. ganito kasi gawin mo, try mo lang ala namang mawawala kungdi yong amoy lang ng paa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maglagay ng 2 takip na sukat ng suka (puti) sa isang tabo ng tubig tas ilagay sa maliit na palanggana na kasya ang iyong mga paa tas ibabad mo lang, hmmm, mga 5 -10 mins pede na. WAG BABANLAWAN! hayaang matuyo tas makikita mo este maaamoy mong kakaiba, oo nga sa simula siyempre amoy suka yun pero maaalis din yon kesa nman amoy patis, yakitidak dak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so prends, sana makatulong sa inyo ang tip na ito, abangan sa susunod...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112157815584288791?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112157815584288791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112157815584288791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/paksiw-na-pata.html' title='paksiw na pata'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112117300106045833</id><published>2005-07-12T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T05:56:41.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serious muna</title><content type='html'>i guess i wanted something new in my life a new key to fit a new door. to wake and see a different view in my life the one i've been waiting for. dreams like everyone i've had a few in my life who knew that this one would come true in my life.  i knew the moment when you touched me you touched me.  you're like a sudden breeze that blew in my life a new face, a new smile, new song.  and now i know i wanted you in my life all along i guess, i must have saved an empty place in my heart. for you to come and fill this space in my heart that long before i said i loved you i love you. whatever happens this is true in my life when all the springs have come and gone. whatever dance i made or do in my life whatever else that i may do in my life. you'll always be something new in my life from now on. i know there always will be you in my life from now on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nagpapasalamat ako ng marami ke Mr. Bishop sa paggawa niya ng kantang ito na angkop na angkop para sa akin, kung meron mang nakakarelate, pakikanta na lang hane&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112117300106045833?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112117300106045833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112117300106045833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/serious-muna.html' title='serious muna'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112038314533538293</id><published>2005-07-03T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T02:32:25.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>checklist</title><content type='html'>HEHEHEHE!!! KABABATA BA KITA?ALAM MO BA ETO?&lt;br /&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;KABABATA BA KITA?ALAM MO BA ETO?--nung ikaw ay bata... nagawa mo ba to?--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kumakain ka ba ng aratilis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagpipitpit ng gumamela para gawing soapybubblesna hihipanmo sa binilog na tanggkay ng walistingting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pinipilit ka ba matulog ng nanay mo pag hapon atdi ka papayagan maglaro pag di ka natulog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*marunong ka magpatintero, saksak puso,langit-lupa, teleber-teleber, luksong tinik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*malupit ka pag meron kang atari, family computeror nes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ang silbi ng up, up, down, down, left,right, left, right, a, b, a, b, start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may mga damit ka na U.S.E.D., Boy London,CrossColors, Esprit, Blowing Bubbles at pag nakakakitaka ng Bench na damit eh naalala mo si RichardGomez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*addict ka sa rainbow brite, carebears, my littlepony,thundercats, bioman, voltes v, mazinger z, daimos,he-man at marami pang cartoons na hindi patranslated sa tagal og?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nanonood ka ng shaider kasi nabobosohan mo siannie at type na type mo ang puting panty nya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*marunong ka mag wordstar at nakahawak ka natalaga ng 5.25 na floppy disk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inaabangan mo lagi ang batibot at akala momagkakatuluyan si kuya bodgie at ate sienna...nung high school ka inaabangan mo lagi beverlyhills 90210?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gumagamit ka ng AQUANET para pataasin angbangs mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang blouse na may padding kung babaeka atmeron kang sapatos na mighty kid kung lalake ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nangongolekta ka ng paper stationaries at mahiligka magpapirma sa slumbook mo para langmalaman mokung sino ang crush ng type mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kilala mo si manang bola at ang sitsiritsitgirls?e si luning-ning at luging-ging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ibig sabihin ng time space warp at di momakakalimutan ang time space warp chant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*idol mo si McGyver at nanonood kang perfectstrangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eto malupet... six digits! lang ba ang phonenumber nyo dati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakakatawag ka pa sa pay phone ng 3bentesingkolang ang dala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cute pa si aiza seguerra sa eat bulaga at alam moang song na "eh kasi bata"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inabutan mo ba na ang Magnolia Chocolait ehnasaglass bottle pa na ginagawang lalagyan ng tubig ngnanay mo sa ref?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang pencil case na maramingcompartmentsna pinagyayabang mo sa mga kaklase mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*noon mo pa hinahanap kung saan ang Goya FunFactory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo lyrics ng "tinapang bangus" at"alagang-alaga namin si puti"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ang kantang "gloria labandera"..lumusongsha sa tubig ang paa ay nabasa at ang "1, 2, 3,asawa ni marie"... hehehehehe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sosyal ka pag may play-doh ka at Lego... atnag-iipon ka ng G.I. Joe action figures at iba paang mukha ni barbie noon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inabutan mo pa yung singkong korteng bulaklak atyung diyes na square?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* napaniwala ka sa buong buhay mo dahil ang akala mo nangangagat talaga ang alimango sa kantang tong-tong-tong...diba naninipit yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo yung kwento ng pari na binigyan ng perayung batang umakyat ng puno para bumili ngpanty... and shempre, alam mo rin ba kung anobinigay nya sa nanay nung umakyat ng puno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang kabisadong kanta ni andrew e naalammo hanggang ngayon.. aminin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laging lampin ang sinasapin sa likod mo pagpinapawisan ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bumibili ka ng tarzan, texas at bazooka bubblegum... tira-tira, at yung kending bilog nasinawsaw sa asukal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*takot ka dumating ang year 2000 dahil sabi nlamagugunaw daw ang mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG ALAM MO LAHAT DITO LAGPAS KA NANG 25 YEARSOLD... KAPAG HALOS LAHAT ALAM MO, NASA23-25 KA...WAG KA N A MAG DENY.. TUMAWA KA NALANG... DIBA .75CENTAVOS PA LANG PAMASAHE SA JEEPNUN AT MASMASARAP ANG MELLOW YELLOW KESAMOUNTAIN DEW? HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112038314533538293?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112038314533538293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112038314533538293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/checklist.html' title='checklist'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-112038226148921021</id><published>2005-07-03T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T02:17:41.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hallerrrr!!!</title><content type='html'>tatlong araw na ko na lang masisilayan ang amo ko at magbabakasyon siya ng lagpas sampung araw, meaning alang maninigaw sa akin at ako lang ang tao bwahahahaha. pero nanjan pa rin ang elavators!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung first friday nagsimba kami ng tita ko, ang haba ng holy hour, ngayon lang ako naka-attend non sa tanang buhay ko. madalas ako magsimba pag first friday sa quiapo church pero misa lang yon ala silang holy hour. at isang pinakamagandang musika ang narinig ko, ang tunog ng kampana (sigurado ako hindi si imang yon), ang sarap  pa lang pakinggan nakakatindig balahibo, ibang-iba ang feeling i really can not describe it, grabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siya mamaya ulit at magpa-filing pa ako ng mga dokumentos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-112038226148921021?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112038226148921021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/112038226148921021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/hallerrrr.html' title='hallerrrr!!!'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-111960086921042080</id><published>2005-06-24T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:14:29.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crispin? basilio?!!</title><content type='html'>...nasaan kayo?! mukhang busy lahat ng kapipipolan sa mannila at walang nagpopost sa blog. hane, para me mabasa naman kayo kahit konting update laang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy na enjoy ako sa work ko ngayon kasi mabait ang boss ko, ang pambungad niyang bati sa umaga ay, "hi, dear!", sabay sunod sa office niya at, "coffee, sir?", "yes, please". at pag-uwi me pa-apir-apir pang nalalaman, hehehe. sabi nga pala noong pinalitan kong secretary doon masungit at naninigaw daw yon noon pero lately bumabait na (hmmm...ano kayang meron sa lebanon?), siguro tumalab ang aking panalangin. hemingways, halos parehas lang ng routine ko sa previous work ko sa manila, yong nga lang sa reception area ako nakapwesto meaning pagkabukas ng elavator babati na ko ng "hi, sir good morning/afternoon" o kaya "how are you?" (mabuhay kaya sabihin ko next time, hmmm...) AT tatlong lifts yon minsan nga eh hinuhulaan ko kung saan ang bubukas na elavator, hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o siya bukas ulit at excited na ulit akong makita ang pwesto ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you all c",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-111960086921042080?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111960086921042080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111960086921042080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/crispin-basilio.html' title='crispin? basilio?!!'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-111921189285258335</id><published>2005-06-19T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T13:11:32.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some readings</title><content type='html'>Never Give in - Never Give up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wealthy man decided to go on a safari in Africa. He took his faithful pet dachshund along for company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the dachshund starts chasing butterflies and before long the dachshund discovers that he is lost. So, wandering about, he notices a leopard heading rapidly in his direction with the obvious intention of having lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dachshund thinks, "OK, I'm in deep trouble now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he noticed some bones on the ground close by, and immediately settles down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat. Just as the leopard is about to leap, the dachshund exclaims loudly, "Boy, that was one delicious leopard. I wonder if there are any more around here?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing this, the leopard halts his attack in mid-stride, as a look of terror comes over him, and slinks away into the trees. "Whew," says the leopard. "That was close. That dachshund nearly had me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So, off he goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dachshund saw him heading after the leopard with great speed, and figured that something must be up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monkey soon catches up with the leopard, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the leopard. The leopard is furious at being made a fool of and says, "Here monkey, hop on my back and see what's going to happen to that conniving canine." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the dachshund sees the leopard coming with the monkey on his back, and thinks, "What am I going to do now?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn't seen them yet... and just when they get close enough to hear the dachshund says.............. "Where's that stupid monkey? I sent him off half an hour ago to bring me another leopard." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER GIVE IN!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by Vulnerable Bitch 12:48 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man driving down road. &lt;br /&gt;Woman driving up same road &lt;br /&gt;They pass each other &lt;br /&gt;Woman yells out window, "P I G !" &lt;br /&gt;Man yells out window, " B I T C H " &lt;br /&gt;Man rounds next curve &lt;br /&gt;Crashes into a huge pig in middle of road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought For The Day : If only men would listen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-111921189285258335?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111921189285258335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111921189285258335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-readings.html' title='some readings'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-111921115068232272</id><published>2005-06-19T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T12:59:10.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flashback</title><content type='html'>Saturday, August 02, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief! Ilang buwan na lamang at matatapos na ko sa aking “vow”, sa March tapos na rin…imagine 3 years na walang ka-relasyon..hmmm kakaiba talaga kasi hindi ako ganito. Siguro nadala na lang talaga ako ng husto sa mga mahilig mangako…o di kaya naman masyado lang akong madaling maniwala, ay ewan basta I’ve learned na kaya ko at mas happy ako with my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapanibago, halos isang buwan na pala akong hindi gumigimik…ang huli kong nood ng sine ay Charlie’s Angels pa, marahil siguro nananawa na rin ako sa mga ganong klase ng pagpapalipas oras pero ang masaya non nakakapag-unwind ako with my friends, pampatanggal ba ng isang buong maghapon na stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan naisip ko rin na magpalit ng direksyon habang nananahimik ako—sa text, office, etc.—ito yung simpleng buhay na namiss ko sa loob ng sampung taon. Thankful din ako dahil 17 palang natuto na kong humawak ng sarili kong kita at tumayo sa sarili kong paa, naisakripisyo ko nga lang ang pag-aaral ko kaya eto undergrad pa rin ako. Balak ko sanang umalis bago matapos ang taon para makaipon at pagbalik ko tatapusin ko ang pag-aaral ko, hay…sana…sana, lakasan lang naman ng loob yan at tiwala sa sarili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito talaga yata ang malapit ng mag-30…er..two years pa naman po mga ‘igan kanya lang di maalis na mag-isip o mag-assess kung san na ko sa mga isinet kong goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Zzzzzzzzzz.........zzzzzzzzzzzzzz......(-_-)&lt;br /&gt;posted by Vulnerable Bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-111921115068232272?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111921115068232272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111921115068232272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/flashback.html' title='flashback'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-111891412836550005</id><published>2005-06-16T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T12:52:29.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roof top</title><content type='html'>Mga one sided views dito sa tinutuluyan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paghawi ko ng kurtina sa umaga para pumasok ang nakakasilaw na liwanag mula sa labas ng flat kung saan kami ang nasa tuktok ng building kasamang mga naglalakihang disks makikita ang samu’t saring tanawin mula sa mga luma at makabagong building hangang sa mga kotseng nagdadaluyan sa mga kalsada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anu-ano nga ba ang mga abot-tanaw na mga bagay na nakikita ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bandang kaliwa, ang malawak na karagatan kung saan makikita pamin-minsan ang mga naglalakihang barko na bumabaybay, mayroon ding maliliit na barko na palagay ko ay taga-dito lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinakamaraming puno dito  ay yong dates, na pailan-ilan na nakapaligid sa mga establishimiyento at mga naglalakihang bahay. Sa ngayon me mga bunga na ang mga puno at iyong iba binabalot nila ng plastic (ewan ko kung bakit siguro para di mainitan, hehehe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, ang mga mosque na iba-t iba ang design, di bale tatlo yon so imagine niyo kapag nagkasabay-sabay ang prayer timing nila. Actually, nasanay na ko dun at halos alam ko na ang oras kahit di ako tumingin ng orasan dahil nakafull blast speaker ang prayer nila. From 1:00 to 4:00pm (yata di ko sure kung 4pm nga) sarado ang mga stores dito dahil kelangan nilang magpray at gawin ang mga bagay na ginagawa nila (malay ko kung anu-ano yon) tas balik ulit sila sa offices at stores nila. Pero usually ang mga arab women na nasa office eh up to 3pm lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Holding a party with mixed gender is considered an illegal assembly. Ganito ang kultura nila dito. At isa pa lang ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bandang kanan naman ay ang mga establishimiyento: luma at bagong building na puros disks ang nasa tuktok katulad nitong kinatatayuan ko ngayon. Oi, me mga flying V kalapati!!! Meron din niyan sa ibaba, para ka ngang nasa Milan (minsan magpapapicture ako dun), yong iba pinapakain nila (mostly arabs) ng feeds at binibigyan ng tubig kasi sa kanila parang obligation or offering nila yon in return for all the blessings that they are receiving. One time nga pala me hinatid ako sa bus station (near the city post office which is beside lang ng building na tinutuluyan ko) me biglang nagcrash landing na pigeon na heatstroke yata kasi sobrang init noong gabi na yon as in 40 degrees siya mama (woofff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakikita ko rin ditto ang main road kung saan ang mga busses eh dumadaan palabas pasok ng city mula sa ibang areas. Ang mga public buses na ito eh me mga designated seats only for women na gaya ko (ep ep eps walang kokontra!), kapag me nakaupo na dunna kelots agad pinaalis ng driver (nasa likuran lang niya kasi yong mga seats na yon). Minsan me naencounter akon na Egyptian tas pilit akong pinauusod ng upuan tas sabi ko sa kanya, “this seat seat is for women only! “ (magalang pa ko nun at sa ‘pinas 2 okasyon lang ako nag-iingles i.e. galit at lasing, for emergency use only pag me foreign visitor or phonecall!) tas ang sagot ng lolo mo, “please…move”,  (huh?! Banatan ko ng ulit.) “why don’t you sit at the back, you are not a WOMAN!”. Matigas ang ulo ng lolo mo, in fairness matanda na siya at pababa na rin naman ako kaya pinagbigyan ko na, pero with a vengeance. Pagtayo ko sabi ko sa kanya, “excuse me, let me pass, I will go down.”, with matching firm voice yon ah (taray! O di vah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayyyy! Ayan na naririnig ko na ang prayer nila, meaning 12 noon na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O siya mga readers hanggang sa muli (magbabalat pako ng kalabasa, pampalinaw daw yon ng mga mata hehehe).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-111891412836550005?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111891412836550005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111891412836550005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/roof-top.html' title='Roof top'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-111874363257371357</id><published>2005-06-14T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T03:07:12.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bagtit</title><content type='html'>ilan sa mga friends ko na naging part din ng colorful life ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unahin natin si bagtit.&lt;br /&gt;sa una akala mo highschool student ito pero wag ka, sa kaha niya maraming karga yan kaya nga bagtit ang bansag namin sa kanya (hehehe). hemingways, naging malapit kami sa isat'isa nong nag-istokwa ako (sori di ko pedeng isalaysay dito balak ko kasing ipadala sa MMK) binulabog ko kasi silang dalawa ni bananarit sa tinagurian naming "safe house" (apartmetn yon ektwali) na pagmamay-ari ni Mr. Renato "The Gliding Man" na nagbabarong at matching 6 pockets kargo pants. balik tayo ke bagtit, atapang atao at abait na bata. we talk about a lot of things pati personal kong life (open book naman kasi ako), pili lang ang mga sinasabihan ko non at isa siya dun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss na kita bagz! nain ka mabuti at don't forget your jacket kasi maulan sa labas. first day mo sa skul, excited me para sa yo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being a true friend (a sounding board pag depressed ako at bugbog ang puso).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-111874363257371357?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111874363257371357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111874363257371357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/bagtit.html' title='bagtit'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-111840838909949727</id><published>2005-06-10T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T05:59:49.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ilang bagay</title><content type='html'>dapat masaya ako ng malaman ko mismo sa kanya na namimiss niya ako pero bakit ganun parang di ko maiplaiwanag di ba't yon ang nga ang gusto kong malaman mula sa kanya. naguguluminahan ako. me kakaibang feeling ako ngayon parang gusto ko ng mamaalam sa lahat ng mga naging bahagi ng fucking life ko, what a word! onthe second thought sa susunod na lng siguro. basta ang gusto ko lang sabihin sa mga friends at nakakabasa nitong blog ko, di pa huli ang lahat maigsi lang ang buhay (para sa akin, ewan ko sa inyo) kaya sinasab iko na sa mga taong malapit sa akin ang mga bagay na di ko pa nasasabi sa kanila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa lahat, balbon( eye) at bananarit lalo na noong nilayasan ko ang aking esposo...di ko kayo makakalimutan. (pramis!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inom lang akong kapeng decaf (hindi debaso, mainit eh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in shallah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-111840838909949727?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111840838909949727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111840838909949727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/ilang-bagay.html' title='ilang bagay'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186006.post-111709483629089119</id><published>2005-05-26T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T01:07:16.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Jones</title><content type='html'>Hay umaga na naman. Bagong araw bagong pag-asa…(ennngggkkkkkk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gutom lang yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about some chicken lugaw? Why not! (wink wink) To the Kitchen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First look for bahaw o lumang kanin na natira pa kagabi. Unfortunately wala dahil nagluto pala si tita ng pasta kahapon na sa sobrang sarap ay nagging dahilan ng aking impatso. Parang narinig ang aking kahilingan tumambad sa akin ang Quaker Oats (tada!)…”Chicken Oatmeal Soup” in tagalog GOTO (hehehehe). So dali-dali akong naggayat ng sibuyas at nagdikdik ng bawang, akalain mo meron pang ilang pirasong chicken luncheon meat sa pridyider. Hmmm, wala akong cumin, manok, at ibang hinhinging ingredients kaya nag-imbento na lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Medium size sliced onion&lt;br /&gt;5 cloves minced garlic&lt;br /&gt;        ground pepper &lt;br /&gt;        salt&lt;br /&gt;1 chicken stock cube&lt;br /&gt;1 can chicken luncheon meat&lt;br /&gt;1 thumb size ginger, minced&lt;br /&gt;1 cup Quaker Oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;2 cups water&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luto na tayo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igisa ang bawang at sibuyas sa mantika ng 5 minuto, isunod ang chicken luncheon meat. Ibuhos ang 2 tasang tubig at hintaying kumulo. Ilagay ang chicken stock cube at ang oatmeal hayaang maluto ng 5 minuto. Ilagay ang ginger, paminta at asin ayon sa inyong panlasa. Hanguin at lagyan ng dahon ng sibuyas (kung meron) at kalamansi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Note:  Hindi na ito masarap kapag malamig na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batian portion!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hello kila Eye, Bananarit na walang sawang sumusubaybay sa aking blog, sana me natutunan kayo kahit unang entry palang ito.&lt;br /&gt; Si Jessica na kasalukuyang nasa bansang Netherlands at nagpapakadalubhasa (pipiliting ko pa siyang I-browse kahit once in a blue moon ang aking blog) pleeeaaaaaseeeee basahin mo ito ; (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gayon din kay Bagtit na hihikayatin ko ring pasyalan ang portion na ito, kain ka ng marami (dyok dyok!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At sa mga ibang ko pang friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186006-111709483629089119?l=iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111709483629089119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186006/posts/default/111709483629089119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iblogmoditosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/tom-jones.html' title='Tom Jones'/><author><name>moogie</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></entry></feed>
