<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929</id><updated>2009-10-13T08:35:21.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WILDFLOWER</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-6664998543440342067</id><published>2009-03-03T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:25:22.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:s</title><content type='html'>This is sooo not the day to be feeling this. I should be high for it is Mark and I's third anniversary. But somehow, one news stung me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was I who submitted her resume to our company. It was I who gave pointers and tips. It was I who helped her. I should be ecstatic  that she was chosen. But truth is, I am not. Not because I am jealous for her achievement but because the ghost of my past is haunting me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been here in SG for 6 months now. And every so often, regrets of transfering here would come to me. Regrets because career-wise, it was not the wisest decision. All of my entire being then was telling me to stay but my heart wanted to leave. It wants to go and help its owner build its career. I did not mind that we would have the same rank in SG. I did not mind at all. But now that she got accepted, I mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I pray that you take care of my career. I hope that very soon you would show me the light. I also pray that you take care of my heart. I hope that in a month's time you could motivate it to feel anything else but what I am feeling right now. I pray that you once again reassure me and take away all the fears rushing to me right now. I pray you make me still. And I am trying to be still, I will be waiting for you to lift me up again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-6664998543440342067?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/6664998543440342067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=6664998543440342067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/6664998543440342067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/6664998543440342067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2009/03/s_03.html' title=':s'/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-7376251026738740244</id><published>2008-06-05T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:45:38.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EGO BOOSTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago, I filled my resignation with my company. And I filed it everyday for a week because they tried everyday to stop me and bargain me with things. I was super hesitant on retracting it but at the end if the day, what mattered most is their trust on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I try to believe that it is nothing else but trust. I stayed because of their persistent refusal to accept my resignation and their persistent to keep me. It is a major ego booster that should not stay in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I would still be working my ass. I would still be working long hours. But I also believe that the end would justify the mean. And I believe that it is God's will that I stayed. I prayed real hard for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-7376251026738740244?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/7376251026738740244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=7376251026738740244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/7376251026738740244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/7376251026738740244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2008/06/ego-booster-2-weeks-ago-i-filled-my.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-4256368866604628062</id><published>2007-09-27T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:47:48.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iTqOG26DyPg/RvvKup4C0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AlRKIFjle4k/s1600-h/424628199_075e70d927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iTqOG26DyPg/RvvKup4C0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AlRKIFjle4k/s200/424628199_075e70d927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114904704673042658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumer Course...Case Studies... Carina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a Consumer Credit Course Training since Tuesday (sept 25) and though the food was great and desserts truly bountiful, work and study is as plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the course began, we were given pre-course handouts because I had test on them on Day1. Yes, we have test and we even have a final test that if we fail, we would have to retake. How embarassing if ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay it is truly taking a lot of my energy. Speaking of which, to add on my tiredness, my boyfriend would always quarrel me because I stay late. Today, he had to wait outside our training rm for almost 2 hours with no dinner. We were finalizing our case study then so I cannot leave my groupmates. And by "I cannot", I meant Roan would not leave her groupmates like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay. I hope everything turns out fine tomorrow with my final exam, our case study presentation and of course, with my love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bat me Carina sa title? Bday nya e! Happy birthday po!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-4256368866604628062?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/4256368866604628062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=4256368866604628062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/4256368866604628062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/4256368866604628062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2007/09/consumer-course.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iTqOG26DyPg/RvvKup4C0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AlRKIFjle4k/s72-c/424628199_075e70d927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-116168886240516779</id><published>2006-10-24T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T19:21:02.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;October 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of Ramadan, so it was declared a legal holiday! Yay! If you're in the legal force like moi, you would be on the lookout for all these holidays. :) And yeah, Nov2 and Oct 31 were not declared holiday. Haaay... I don't think I can go to Cavite if it is just for a day. But I still hope so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what did I do today? I had a BODY SCRUB, MASSAGE and HAIR SPA! Woohoo! Also, I had my Fitness First plan downgraded! Yes, so&lt;em&gt; TP&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; Cham&lt;/em&gt;, you gels might consider it. I had mine downgraded to &lt;strong&gt;Weekend Warrior&lt;/strong&gt;! I can only come Friday 7pm onwards and all weekends! At least, I will pay 900 less. That would do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark also came here early this morning :) I swear I haven't even taken my bath then yet. I'm so happy because even our dog knows him already. He doesn't bark at him anymore. The dog doesn't even make a move when he passes. Cute :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-116168886240516779?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/116168886240516779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=116168886240516779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/116168886240516779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/116168886240516779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/10/october-24-today-is-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-116144233434680902</id><published>2006-10-21T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T22:52:14.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Question for the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you spoke so excitedly about Jesus to someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-116144233434680902?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/116144233434680902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=116144233434680902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/116144233434680902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/116144233434680902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/10/question-for-day-when-was-last-time.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115911092210216784</id><published>2006-09-24T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T23:15:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dasal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Salamat po dahil me mga nakuha kaming kumanta for B9. Salamat po sa talentong pinagkaloob nyo sa kanila at salamat dahil hinayaan niyong ishare nila ito. Salamat din sa mga tumulong magtawag at magdasal at higit sa lahat salamat po sa nakamit naming tagumpay. Maraming salamat po talaga. Isa itong milestone para sa buong cluster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="We are the Champions!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/SECTORCON.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat din po pala sa saya na naranasan ko nung Biyernes ng gabi. Gate crasher na po ako. Masaya pramis kagaya nga ng sabi ni TP isang riot! At higit sa lahat, nakalimot si Ice pero alam kong di kayo boto sa ganun. Ayaw din po ni Mark e. Kaya di ko na po ulitin. Bago kayong dalawa tuluyang magalit sakin. Sinabi lang ni Mark na "Di ka ba nakukunsensya", naiyak na ko. Kasi alam nyo naman na nakukunsensya ko kaya ako tumitigil sa mga kalokohan ko nung gabing yun. Papakabait na po ko, wag nyo lang sya kunin sakin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lord, hinihiling ko po sana na mabilis akong matuto magdrive. At sana po wala na ko masyado makitang aksidente, humihina na po kasi loob ko. Nung una, nabato salamin ko sa likod tas kanina naman po nakakita ko ng tumalsik galing sa motorsiklo. Hiling ko lang po na matuto ko agad at lumakas ang loob. Sayang naman po yung kotse, mabubulok na. Syanga pala, maraming salamat sa kotse. Mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115911092210216784?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115911092210216784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115911092210216784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115911092210216784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115911092210216784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/09/dasal.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115838833705510497</id><published>2006-09-16T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T14:32:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No Longer Youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is the sad truth. I woke up last September 6, day after my birthday with all thoughts sinking to me. First, is that my age does not fall on the youth bracket anymore. Now, I am a full pledge yuppie and no longer lying in the vague age where you are neither young nor old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Dad's gift" hspace="5" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/car.jpg" width="150" align="left" vspace="5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, that morning I woke up staring at Dad’s gift and realize, when will I use this?! Yes, I still don’t know well how to drive and I know it is gonna take time before I can really bring this to the office. Howell…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to thank people who greeted me. To all of you, I am in deep gratitude. You made me feel so special. God is really good to have showered me loved ones like you. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Announcement: BDAY KO!" hspace="5" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/cube.jpg" width="200" align="right" vspace="5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, it is quite embarrassing that am not good with remembering birthdays, a lot of friends from way back in gradeschool and highschool greeted me. A lot of friends whom I just greeted days after their birthday greeted me on my exact birthdate. Embarassing but even more touching, my deepest gratitude friendships. Special thanks also to my officemates who decorated my cube and announced to the whole floor that it was my bday. Thanks that even if I have been with you for only a month, you made effort to make me feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now 22. I believe life’s journey is still gonna be a long one. Well, I do hope so. But looking back to the years that were, I would especially want to thank my family for being all supportive and loving of me. I want to thank them for urging me to go to UP, the very school who was contributed much of who I am today. I wouldn’t have met Mark, Blockada, YFC Yuppies, MAREs, G5, UP YFC, STATSOC, B10C, people who made great impact and touched my life more than they will ever know. Thanks my highschool friends most especially the BSTBRKADA for keeping me grounded since highschool. Thanks to B9 YFCs for making every sacrifices worth it. Thanks to my grade school friends who never forgets the way to melt my heart. Thanks to everyone. Lots of love to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" hspace="5" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/smiles109.jpg" width="150" align="right" vspace="5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yung car sa taas, ganito na ang likod ngayon, binato ba naman ako sa Macapagal Drive, as in street after SM Mall of Asia. Inis!!! Buti na lang din walang ng nangyari pang mas masama samin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115838833705510497?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115838833705510497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115838833705510497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115838833705510497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115838833705510497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-longer-youth-yes-that-is-sad-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115728581606584667</id><published>2006-09-03T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:24:53.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pre-Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Ganda ng Album" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/kaminAPOmuna-large.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kae gave me a copy of Kami nAPO Muna. And I love it! Galeeeng nila. I missed Jay! Hehe. Last Thursday, bands who are part of the said album were in Eastwood. We were there for a dinner, however, we didnt know of the concert. Sayang! After our dinner, it was Jay who was singing and when he shouted with 'Heto Na', I completely forgot I was corporate and ran across Eastwood. Haha! Kala ko UP fair lang e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Maan" hspace="5" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC03019.jpg" width="150" vspace="5" border="0" align="left" /&gt;Last Aug25 was Maan’s birthday. We usually treat HOTSHOTS together so this year was no different except that we treated them on her very birthday. I would have preferred the date to not fall on our birthdates but she asked me during her bday and I just cant turn down a bday celebrator. Howell…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/ycbday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115728581606584667?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115728581606584667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115728581606584667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115728581606584667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115728581606584667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/09/pre-birthday-kae-gave-me-copy-of-kami.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115721939803755737</id><published>2006-09-03T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:30:39.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY 6TH MONTHS, BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;embed name="photoFlick" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/l_pendant3d.swf" width="300" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" loop="false" quality="high" flashvars="hue=2&amp;img1=http://pic30.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1504/6455386/12493771/183723355.jpg&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;img2=http://pic30.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1504/6455386/12493771/183723352.jpg&amp;img3=http://pic30.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1504/6455386/12493771/183723351.jpg&amp;amp;img4=http://pic30.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1504/6455386/12493771/183723353.jpg&amp;img5=http://pic30.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1504/6455386/12493771/183723350.jpg&amp;amp;img6=http://pic30.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1504/6455386/12493771/183726558.jpg" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In Fairness To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fairness to me, I have accepted my fate in Citibank. Special thanks should go to my lunchmates/citibutt girls accdg to Mark, to Sir Norman, to Daniel, to my Boss-Ma'am Cathy, to Erwin of Risk and to Tere - the boss of my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fairness to me, I have again gone shopping, sticking to the reason for indulgence 'birthday gift'. Sales are everywhere, eastwood, glorietta. You just cant blame me. I found nice stuffs in &lt;em&gt;VNC, Mango&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Ensemble&lt;/em&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fairness to me, I am still standing despite the long hours of work and in fairness, after filing my meal/transpo allowances for late work hours; amount was quite significant. But still, I'd love a rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ISKA SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder what UP really did to Justice Secretary Raul Gonzalez for all those words he said. Would it have been caused primarily by his not passing UPCAT? Well, actually, am not sure about that but my gas why those words. He did emphasized that he was not generalizing but he was also quoted for this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But he said he was “not degrading UP per se,” but was only questioning the kind of students that came from it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came this morning to UP and felt a doze of nostalgia flowing. I wanted to cry for when I saw the naked man with hands outstretched for freedom. I wanted to cry for Oble. I want to cry for all the UP students. I swear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I learned about how UP stood during Martial Law, I have always been prouder of the university. It stood to have a lil country of its own, despising the truth the government was insisting then. It was only UP who did that. Not because, they were destabilizers but because they loathed the way government was run. I would have been part of that given I was alive. When I was a student, I never came to any rally, because my parents would never allow me and I don't want to worry them. But I with all of my friends would join the red shirt and black shirt campaigns to contribute in the smallest manner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would always be thankful to my family for pushing me to study in UP. UP opened my eyes to a lot of things. In OUR UNIVERSITY, we were taught to seek the truth; we were taught to fight for what is right; we were taught even in Math to prove and not just accept theorems. We never had an easy life there, just a fun and worthy one. And you know what, Sec Gonzalez, we were taught to deal with different kinds of people even those of your type. I don't have to brag about the kind of students OUR UNIVERSITY forms because we are more than behave. We are more than that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115721939803755737?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115721939803755737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115721939803755737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115721939803755737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115721939803755737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-6th-months-baby-in-fairness-to_03.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115677871655931491</id><published>2006-08-28T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T23:36:32.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sheeties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mygas! After more than a month’s work I need a break badly.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came real late today and to think I came real early to the office. Yes, I worked my ass and my neck off for more than 12 hours. Uhmm… 15 hours to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, what made it all worse? You know why I feel so cranky? Because even after spending so much time caught up with work, I still didn’t finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaack! Am just scared to commute this late but if I wasn’t, I would probably still figuring out my MIS back in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can I share how stupid I am today. My password was revoked. They had it reset and just when I was changing my password , it  was AGAIN locked out. Stupid, huh? I swear! I was so embarassed to have another reset form signed. Our Big Boss was giving me compliments pa naman on how quick i learn and how good i am when I passed her the sheet, tas password lang tatanga-tanga pa. yieee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am too tired and need a rest but am still online. No, am not wasting time here. Am waiting for a very important email to arrive. Haaay, after leaving my responsibilities in the office, I still have tons to face here. Life….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon, I maybe able to make a good entry. Very soon… After all, there are events to look forward, my bday, our 6th month (yay!), sector con, meet-ups (hopefully). And I have tons of pix to post here. In time….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dreary entry this is…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115677871655931491?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115677871655931491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115677871655931491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115677871655931491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115677871655931491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/08/sheeties-mygas-after-more-than-months.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115476271505222855</id><published>2006-08-05T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T15:25:15.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kate's debut" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/post.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolit ng pic noh? That is just one of the events I attended last week. Namulubi ako sa parties and meet-ups, hehe. Pero masaya, I super enjoyed each and every event. I got to see Shanny and TP again; Ivy and her best buds from all over; Kate in her lovely debutante gown. It was a reliever for my first week in CITI. How is my work there nga ba? Tsaka na ko magsulat ‘bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei tagged me to post bout life’s simple pleasures. As I ponder on what to write, I realize marami naming pleasures if nilalasap mo lang ang mga bagay-bagay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10 simple pleasures…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolates! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stressless biyahe &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Power Sleep, not necessary a long one basta hindi bitin. Nothing beats a ‘magandang bangon’ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A text message showing utmost concern and from those sincerely missing me &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming kahit la talaga kong skill &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunset, mapapa – I DO’ ka talaga &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feel na feel na hug&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pagsilbihan, hehe &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malamig na Drinks &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LIBRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teka, simple nga ba yung mga nasulat ko? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At syempre, makapag-DESTRESS in the very meaning of it. Makapagspend ng time not minding all my responsibilities and obligations; have a time to be ME and not be bothered of all the consequences my actions will bear to everything my name is attached to. As I said, there are pleasure in everything basta one knows how to enjoy it.&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/11662929-115476271505222855?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115476271505222855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115476271505222855' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115476271505222855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115476271505222855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/08/coolit-ng-pic-noh-that-is-just-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115365558648947836</id><published>2006-07-23T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:13:57.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislike &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My talk this afternoon. I swear! I was jittery. I think I heard my voice bemoaned. But I’m glad they do remembered stuffs I said. Haay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My missing BPI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/bpigels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/desktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Desktop. Hehe. Oh but I do hate how this sequel was cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*version2006.1 loading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115365558648947836?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115365558648947836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115365558648947836' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115365558648947836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115365558648947836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/07/dislike-my-talk-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115357989064726848</id><published>2006-07-22T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T22:51:30.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve been on terminal leave since Thursday and I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;FINALLY submitted my Citi Requirements. Haaay, it was harassing for I had to find a ‘valid id’ in 2 fleetin days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Renewed my STUDENT’S Driver License. I am such a loser. My student’s expired before I even had it for NON-PRO. Please don’t commit the same mistake. It’s a waste of time, money and energy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to COMELEC to fill-up application for Voter’s ID. Just in case I would need more identification in the future. I just wanted t polish everything before I lose my privilege on leaves again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a Pastoral mtg with B9. It lasted til 1230AM. Am sure glad I don’t have to wake up early for Friday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Up to visit my man (naks) and Webreader, an Internet café of Arn and Lizzie. It was super amazing how they funded this business. It was all from their savings, no loans and borrowing from parents. Amazing! I wish them well. If anyone around Krus na Ligas and Teacher’s vill is reading this, please do visit their café.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had an ID picture and call me conceited and vainglorious but I really found myself beautiful, hehe. The package included 4 2x2s and 8 1x1s, for only 60 pesos. Cheap, huh?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mark and I played Daytona. It was his first time and can I just say he enjoyed it, hehe. Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stayed home. Was supposed to have a household but never had a chance to leave the house because I was home alone. Well, actually Mark was with me and the Yayas but I cannot leave the house to the Yayas alone. Haay, I haven’t attended a mtg yet. L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mark already. His farewell was so warm I didn’t want him to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other hand, I miss my job. I miss my work. I took so much ownership in my BPI job, it was hard to leave it. Haaay… I miss my workstation. I miss Makati. I miss Fitness First. I miss Fhe, most especially Cham and Tiepee. I miss the amiable guards. I miss lunch and break chitchats. I miss Mike and most especially Shalene and Ice. It’s again another beginning. Every ending is indeed another beginning. God bless me.&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/11662929-115357989064726848?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115357989064726848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115357989064726848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115357989064726848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115357989064726848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/07/bum-ive-been-on-terminal-leave-since.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115269445876760448</id><published>2006-07-12T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:23:33.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: September 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have many talents, and you are great at sharing those talents with others.&lt;br /&gt;Most people would be jealous of your clever intellect, but you're just too likeable to elicit jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;Progressive and original, you're usually thinking up cutting edge ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Quick witted and fast thinking, you have difficulty finding new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your superhuman brainpower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your susceptibility to boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Tangerine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Ace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R &lt;/strong&gt;You are a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; You are very open-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are very broad-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; You like to work, but you always want a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; You like to work, but you always want a break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 67% Virgo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/virgo.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/"&gt;How Virgo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd79a"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/not-scary.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Scary Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I agin had a wonderful weekend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It sure was very relaxing with my baby, comfort zone girls and new soiree friends around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life, life, life. It is short and should be made worth living for. And moments like that rejuvinates me to conquer and live life again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115269445876760448?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115269445876760448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115269445876760448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115269445876760448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115269445876760448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-birthdate-september-5-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115184425348963683</id><published>2006-07-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:06:46.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Legal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in the house now knows that Mark is my boyfriend. Hehe. Actually, Daddy knew about it even before 3/3. I feel that I owe it to him to be completely honest since he doesn’t know my daily activities. At least with the rest, they know when I go out with him but not that I go out with my boyfriend. I just had to prepare them for it. And it sure feels great that finally, they know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the men in the family are completely jealous of him. It’s sweet but it’s hard. But I know they’ll fall in love with him like I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thrilla in Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Pacquaio and Peñalosa!!! All Filipinos are celebrating your victory. You make us all so proud of our nation. Actually, am not sure what happened to the other matches since I only saw both your rounds. And I’m glad I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for Larios, your game was great. Not much combinations but I am so impressed of your strengths and endurance. I still salute you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Superman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="haaaay" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/superman-returns.jpg" align="”center”" border="0" width="350" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore you. I admire you. I’m mad about you. I like you. I love you! Eeeeeeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon was super perfect for the role. He gave justice to it. I love the part when his eye was shot. Superb! How I wish I saw it in IMAX but unfortunately I should have wished for it earlier so that I would have reserved months ago where it isn’t full booked yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is silly but I just discovered that &lt;a href="http://www.stat.upd.edu.ph"&gt;Stat&lt;/a&gt; has its own website. Coolness but I wonder how long it has been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115184425348963683?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115184425348963683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115184425348963683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115184425348963683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115184425348963683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/07/legal-everybody-in-house-now-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115124525093568861</id><published>2006-06-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:20:50.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kitty Fan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Love yah!" hspace="5" src="http://www.dahltech.no/~md/images/Hello_kitty/image16.gif" align="right" vspace="5" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;I sooo adore Hello Kitty! I have downloaded themes, wallpapers, screensavers and the likes. Soon I’ll update my blog to look with her cute face ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have a new email address! It will be the one I will use frequently &lt;a href="mailto:godes5@hellokitty.com"&gt;godes5@hellokitty.com&lt;/a&gt; Coolness! Email me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CFC Anniv!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 25th CFC Anniv. Only today did I realize that StatSoc and CFC is of the same age. Both are celebrating their Silver Anniversary! Woohoo! Congrats to both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was drizzling when we left Pque and still was drizzling when we reached Quirino. Aacck! I hate to be caught outside at such a weather. Anyway, what really amazes me is when rain would gradually stop during Eucharistic celebration or Praise Fest. Sure is a work of God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Sister has a tongue ring! &lt;em&gt;Kaluka!&lt;/em&gt; Oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115124525093568861?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115124525093568861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115124525093568861' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115124525093568861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115124525093568861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/06/kitty-fan-i-sooo-adore-hello-kitty-i.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115115600645752102</id><published>2006-06-24T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T22:13:16.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FINALLY…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, finally. I have finally filed my resignation yesterday. I was just waiting for the call regarding my Medical Results before passing my resignation letter. And oh, my SM talked to me last Thursday (day before I filed my resignation) to say that she heard about my plan and wanted to offer alternatives. Whatever she said, it was too late. And hey, am confident I have God’s blessings with the decision I have made. But it was a little funny that when I approached her to FINALLY file it, she uttered, &lt;em&gt;“Yan na ba yun?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I also went to the gym to get a Body Scrub and Massage. Hay, therapy! I heart heart heart it sooo much. I actually bought more GCs, hehe. But whoops, haven't deposited our payment to Cham's savings. Will do on Monday, promise! ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today a lot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was able to pass by my dentist. I haven’t had my check-up since last month! Gack! How I needed that visit. Anyway, I’ll try hard to make the visits every 2 weeks again. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mark and Honeypie have finally gone to Mona’s place for their CommComm and Secretary stuffs. I followed after lunch and was in awful luck to be caught in the rain. Anyway, it was a well spent afternoon. Mark learned how to use the Office Publisher and finished most of the Masterpages for the SouvProg. And when most of our ‘housemates’ have left (present kasi buong family ni Mona), we bought Pizza, hehe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I have received the update on my other application. I did not get the position. It is not the first time I did not get a position but this is the only position I have regretted not getting. Well, only because of the company not exactly because of the vacancy. No matter how the letter said that I have fine qualifications to make me feel better, the fact still remains that I did not get it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Applicant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you for your interest in exploring a career in Procter &amp;amp; Gamble. We enjoyed speaking with you and having the opportunity to learn more about your background and experiences. We have made a sincere effort to carefully assess your qualifications and career objectives with our current openings. We have concluded with regret that we are unable to offer you an employment opportunity with our Company, despite your admittedly fine qualifications. This decision was not an easy one to make. We see many fine candidates with excellent qualifications, and are forced to make extremely fine distinctions between them. Again, we sincerely appreciate your interest in our Company and the opportunity to speak with further. We wish you success in your career search. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Very Truly Yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Corporate Recruitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115115600645752102?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115115600645752102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115115600645752102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115115600645752102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115115600645752102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/06/finally-yes-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-115062888529509784</id><published>2006-06-18T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T19:08:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When it rains, it pours…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was up waiting for calls. Yes, emphasis on the ‘s’. The first call, I gave up on waiting right away. I figured that I just didn’t get. And maybe Accounting isn’t really for me. The other call, I was able to know the reason for the delay. I just had to take it in a positive way. The said call did come. It came Friday afternoon, the very birthday of my previous and hopefully my future VP (if I’m to stay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday after work hours, we (my boss, Shalene and I) went straight to the VPs office. The VP was so nice; she herself prepared the food for us. Then I was flabbergasted when she mentioned she heard about my leaving. Huwaaat?! I swear talk about being caught off guard. My SM is soooo talkative. I’m sure she was the one who told the VP about that. And hey, did I mention that I haven’t even mentioned any plans to her yet. She was still presuming so she should’ve shut her mouth until I ask her for anything. Grrrr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rest my mind took when no calls were coming, I’m again baffled. My VP said I should talk to her first before I make any decisions and my job offer is already on Monday! Haaay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think I have had my thoughts organized already. Just need to pray more to make sure it isn’t my will but most importantly His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;USO SA BLOGS E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) worried about getting bullied by fratmen or getting killed in a riot&lt;br /&gt;( ) got bullied by fratmen or was killed in a riot&lt;br /&gt;(X) witnessed a riot&lt;br /&gt;(X) watched the oblation run&lt;em&gt; (hinahanap ako ng Oblation Run e, hehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) made friends with a teacher&lt;br /&gt;( ) was tricked as a freshman into attending a rally / prayer meeting&lt;br /&gt;(X) wore red or black on one of those wear red or wear black days&lt;br /&gt;( ) wore red on Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;( ) wore black on Valentine's Day&lt;em&gt; (wore white e, hehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) celebrated a birthday at Mang Jimmy's&lt;br /&gt;(X) learned UP Naming Mahal &lt;em&gt;(Mabuhay ang Pag-Asa ng Bayan! – gives me the shrills EVERYTIME)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) got on the dean's list (CS or US)&lt;br /&gt;(X) slept on a bench&lt;em&gt; (sa StatSoc Tambayan nung Senior Year)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) was an RA (registration assistant) or SA &lt;em&gt;(too selfish and lazy to be one)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) lied or begged to an RA for a slot in class&lt;br /&gt;(X) participated in a there's-only-one-more-slot-are you-feeling-lucky? raffle during registration &lt;em&gt;(Aack! Sa Math pahirapan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) jogged around the campus &lt;em&gt;(Hingal to death, hehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) visited the Vargas Museum&lt;br /&gt;(X) knew at least one xerox lady, manong, or technician by name &lt;em&gt;(FC sa Stat e, hehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) attended university level graduation&lt;em&gt; (glad I did)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) got an activist for a teacher &lt;em&gt;(my PI teacher, lagi absent pag me rally)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) itched from higad bites&lt;br /&gt;( ) had gotten a 5.0 in something&lt;br /&gt;( ) had taken a crap in school&lt;br /&gt;( ) watched a La Salle vs. Ateneo UAAP game&lt;br /&gt;(X) watched a UP vs. any school basketball game &lt;em&gt;(Freshie ako nun and they won kahit I wasn’t expecting them too. Wehehe. As a freshie, I heard di sila masyado magaling e)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) gave a powerpoint presentation&lt;br /&gt;(X) studied in CASAA&lt;br /&gt;(X) studied in McDonald's or Jollibee Philcoa for one full night and bought just one regular-sized drink &lt;em&gt;(I miss my studymates, had a couple of study groups there)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) studied along Katipunan&lt;br /&gt;( ) studied along Katipunan and affected the mannerisms of a stereotypical Atenean&lt;br /&gt;(X) watch a play that's not required for CommIII &lt;em&gt;(sabit)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) went stargazing&lt;br /&gt;(X) ate in Chocolate Kiss, Tea Room (in CHE) or Chateau Verde &lt;em&gt;(haven’t tried Chateau, huhu)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) slept in the lib&lt;br /&gt;( ) struck up a conversation with a taong grasa&lt;br /&gt;( ) wrote to / for the collegian&lt;br /&gt;(X) seriously pondered about the identities of the people described in Eksenang Peyups&lt;br /&gt;(X) went to the chapel&lt;br /&gt;( ) got a pebble stuck in your shoe/slippers while walking in Sunken Garden&lt;br /&gt;( ) cut class with your block to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;(X) had a voltes V for a teacher &lt;em&gt;( I think but there are tons of Profs that are said to be part of Voltes V)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) took a class under Joseph Palis &lt;em&gt;(whoops! Sino po sya?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) lied to the transcript lady to get a transcript earlier than the standard 3 months&lt;br /&gt;(X) went to a Freshman-only concert (where you had to show your form 5 to prove freshmanhood) &lt;em&gt;(I didn’t have to pretend to be a freshie though, was there for FOPC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) subsisted on just streetfood (fishballs, half footlongs, kwekwek, squidballs/rolls, mais, dirty ice cream) for a day&lt;br /&gt;( ) learned how to smoke&lt;br /&gt;(X) went on an out-of-town trip during a break with blockmates or orgmates&lt;br /&gt;(X) fell in love &lt;em&gt;(Huwaat?!, hehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) actually read the book you keep borrowing from the lib&lt;br /&gt;(X) played cards during your free time &lt;em&gt;(Sugarol Statsocers e, hehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) dress in business attire&lt;br /&gt;( ) sumabit sa jeep&lt;br /&gt;( ) got sung to or sung to someone in class during Valentine's day&lt;br /&gt;(X) watched the lantern parade&lt;br /&gt;(X) helped out a total stranger&lt;br /&gt;(X) helped out a total stranger because he/she was hot&lt;br /&gt;(X) learned to stay awake for more than 24 or 48 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;( ) got bullied by fratmen and feeling cool wannabe people who were actually losers&lt;br /&gt;(X) took Wednesday and/or Sat classes WILLINGLY &lt;em&gt;(willingly?! That was the only available sched e pero pwede na din kasi I still had only 4-schooldays per week)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) volunteered for the pahinungod&lt;br /&gt;( ) ate "tasteless white sauce" pasta from cock-a-noodle-doo&lt;br /&gt;(X) got a boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;(X) took time to read the vandalism in the CR&lt;br /&gt;( ) watched a sexy art film for any GE class&lt;br /&gt;( ) got held up or pickpocketed&lt;br /&gt;(X) felt depressed because you were not as good academically (or popular) as you were in high school &lt;em&gt;(Oh yeah! I cried gallons during my first Math subject)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) did a last minute paper&lt;br /&gt;(X) had spent a lot for 1x1 ID pictures&lt;br /&gt;(X) got exempted from final exams&lt;br /&gt;( ) got exempted from a final exam but still took it&lt;br /&gt;(X) attended a varsity pep rally&lt;br /&gt;( ) watched LIVE AIDS, Androgyny, Maskipaps or any well-known variety show&lt;br /&gt;( ) promised to quit smoking&lt;br /&gt;(X) got into at least one (org- or council-sponsored) adventure race&lt;br /&gt;(X) knew where the best restrooms are on campus &lt;em&gt;(best na silang matutukoy, basta sa BA nun I don’t go to the Stat’s washroom to pee, bababa pa talaga ko)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) joined an org&lt;br /&gt;(X) allowed yourself to make mistakes &lt;em&gt;(hell, yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) went to the gym in spite of having no PE class just to ogle varsity players / cute boys&lt;br /&gt;(X) took summer classes&lt;br /&gt;(X) admired the oblation&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a video for a project&lt;br /&gt;(X) had a crush on a teacher &lt;em&gt;(Dr. Gallileo, hekhek. Tsaka na awe-struck ako ke Sir Jeff)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a teacher who had a crush on / tried to court you&lt;br /&gt;( ) attended your ROTC Bivouac&lt;br /&gt;( ) faked sickness to get an absence excused&lt;br /&gt;( ) got your car scratched by one of those "kuya bantayan ko kotse niyo" kids&lt;br /&gt;(X) took a PE class where you had to pay for tuition&lt;br /&gt;(X) went to school in your crappiest yet most comfy clothes&lt;br /&gt;( ) learned how to use the Bayantel pay phones&lt;br /&gt;(X) participated in school activities&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught the UP Pep Tryouts&lt;br /&gt;(X) dated someone from UP&lt;br /&gt;(X) rode an IKOT and TOKI&lt;br /&gt;(X) found a tambayan&lt;br /&gt;( ) went drinking at Sarah's&lt;br /&gt;( ) learned how to beg for a higher grade&lt;br /&gt;( ) used your 6 allowable absences wisely&lt;br /&gt;( ) lived in a dorm&lt;br /&gt;( ) volunteered to be beadle or go-to guy for your group / class&lt;br /&gt;(X) had the worst schedule &lt;em&gt;( I hate 7am classes!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) realized that there really is just one coconut tree on the sunken garden&lt;br /&gt;(X) not used up all 6 allowable absences&lt;br /&gt;( ) ate in ISSI, Treehouse, Mama Thai's and other more obscure cafeterias&lt;br /&gt;(X) ate food Aristocart-style&lt;br /&gt;(X) was active in your org&lt;br /&gt;(X) attended an ACLE&lt;br /&gt;(X) got as many app forms as you can during the job fair&lt;br /&gt;(X) learned how to cram&lt;br /&gt;(X) sold tickets for (or watch) an org-sponsored movie premiere&lt;br /&gt;( ) saved money to Xerox all of your seatmate's notes&lt;br /&gt;(X) had accidentally seen a make-out session &lt;em&gt;(Rampant, dude)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) slept in class&lt;br /&gt;(X) finished a homework / assignment / paper in the shopping center or philcoa&lt;br /&gt;(X) had mountains of unused sample exams and/or old testaments &lt;em&gt;(NATSCI!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) resolved to be "better this semester"&lt;br /&gt;(X) slept during a test &lt;em&gt;(Math17 ko talaga, the best! Haay)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) had groupmates from hell&lt;br /&gt;(X) learned how to work with groupmates from hell &lt;em&gt;(Sobra kong malas sa groupmates except sa kada)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) perfected the art of parking on campus&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a bad encounter with one of the guards on campus&lt;br /&gt;(X) developed a love for sisig&lt;br /&gt;(X) practiced those UP cheers in the first meeting for PE class&lt;br /&gt;(X) looked at microfilms in the library or poked through archives&lt;br /&gt;(X) reserved a classroom, AVR, etc. for a class or org function&lt;br /&gt;(X) attended UP Fair&lt;br /&gt;(X) went to a library other than your own college's to research&lt;br /&gt;(X) lost a perfectly functioning umbrella&lt;br /&gt;( ) used consultation hours properly&lt;br /&gt;( ) went to the Guidance Office for real, heart-to-heart guidance&lt;br /&gt;(X) went to the infirmary&lt;br /&gt;( ) attend class with a hangover&lt;br /&gt;( ) drink beer or alcohol while inside UP grounds&lt;br /&gt;( ) walked all the way to Philcoa or Katipunan from UP&lt;br /&gt;( ) buy frogs from NSRI or a Bio department...&lt;br /&gt;( ) maxed out on the 6 allowed unexcused absences but DID NOT drop&lt;br /&gt;(X) got invited or pursued by a sorority or fraternity&lt;br /&gt;(X) wore slippers to school&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a professor who smoked in class&lt;br /&gt;( ) got diagnosed by the Infirmary as pregnant or infected with STD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-115062888529509784?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/115062888529509784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=115062888529509784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115062888529509784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/115062888529509784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-it-rains-it-pours-last-week-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-114993927723217719</id><published>2006-06-10T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T19:40:40.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Long week… Long weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Half-days. One Sick Leave. Three interviews. Two companies. Offered Salary by Tuesday (next week)over the phone. Hopefully Contract Signing by Wednesday. CPG Presentation. Issue of Merging/Transferring flamed. Actuarial’s Despedida for Ma’am Ai. Lunchdate with Ma’am Edel at Yellow Cab. Guilt and Bitterness arguing. Opinions everywhere. Sentiments shared and expressed. My wants still uncertain. Tons of What Ifs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Household. GK Empowerment. Dentist visit forever postponed. GK Immersion on Monday. Monday Date - cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing’s for sure… I’m outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I passed by Sanrio this weekend. And I heart heart heart Hello Kitty AGAIN!!! I just cant seem to overgrow my bein a Hello Kitty fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-114993927723217719?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/114993927723217719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=114993927723217719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114993927723217719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114993927723217719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-week-long-weekend-two-half-days.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-114908443971751772</id><published>2006-05-31T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:07:19.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Random…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ I miss my gym-mate – &lt;strong&gt;TIEPEE&lt;/strong&gt;! Today, I was sooo bored doin my exercises. Blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ If a good opportunity comes knocking, am a grab it. But I did like the proposal from the other department, we’ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ My boss edited my resume. Yes, MY BOSS did. Steeg noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ We waited for til the X-MEN credits for a very brief scene. Grrr! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ Tomorrow is RED SHIRT DAY!!! Bwahaha! We are after all ISKA/O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ Quotable Quote from my Dad: &lt;em&gt;“Always prepare for the worst but always be ready to make risks”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ It’s Jameela’s bday!!! Haburdei, frend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ It was a 'Hi' cut short. Haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ Will be having a panel interview on Monday. It will be my first EVER panel interview. *scared* Please pray for me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ Mommy met Mark already. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-114908443971751772?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/114908443971751772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=114908443971751772' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114908443971751772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114908443971751772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-i-miss-my-gym-mate-tiepee-today.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-114872737205004392</id><published>2006-05-27T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T18:56:12.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Saturday Bum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Argh!!! I stayed home all Saturday! Well, Saturday ain’t finished yet. I actually have a household mtg around 7pm. But what I hate is missing the &lt;strong&gt;Clusterheads’ Level Up&lt;/strong&gt;! Yes, call me a loser coz I am surely one. I soooo need that nourishment. Aaaaaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I was just home, I fixed my PC files. Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Mona&lt;/strong&gt; for the NERO installer, hehe. I labeled all my CDs. I actually stumbled upon the college memoirs from &lt;strong&gt;ELE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;STATSOC&lt;/strong&gt;. And I miss both groups, I swear!!! After hearing the Blockada’s theme song that all so match our bond, I missed them so. It super brought all our memories together especially when College was just starting. I mean to my heart when I say I would really want to be standing at the beginning with you. So know that wherever you are, though you’re in Chicago, there is someone in SunValley who would love to be a part of your life. Argh, cheesy but I am sincere. And as to Statsoc, it indeed was a journey. I was softened and toughened all at the same time during my stay especially during my term. If I have to do it all over again, I’d still apply for STATSOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/magical_christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="A Magical Christmas" hspace="5" vspace="5" align="left" width="60" height="80" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;And must I say, I finished reading my 2nd book for the month. Woohoo! Hehe. Never mind the title being untimely but it was opportune for me as I’ve been trying to contemplate on what is important in Life. Nice read, promise. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-114872737205004392?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/114872737205004392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=114872737205004392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114872737205004392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114872737205004392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/05/saturday-bum-argh-i-stayed-home-all.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-114857053392665587</id><published>2006-05-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:35:11.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Being Obedient…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is leaving…..&lt;br /&gt;I got so depressed because I didn’t want to be the last one left…&lt;br /&gt;But God spoke through a very important person…&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Lord, we have a deal…&lt;br /&gt;I will stop whining and try my best to be patient….&lt;br /&gt;I hear You when You say, “Slowly but Surely”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;GALERA NG MGA OLDIES…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha! I can’t help but laugh with my title. As if super old, they – we just happened to be the ‘ate(s)’ and ‘kuya(s)’ in B9….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was super fun because Mark came with me and the rest of the gang was super warm to him… He super enjoyed their company that I really can leave him alone with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02719.jpg" border="0" alt="tawang-tawa" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02723.jpg " border="0" alt="takpan si Jaja" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02715.jpg" border="0" alt="babae ni Caloy" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02704.jpg" border="0" alt="beauties" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All girls were in two-piece!!! Sorry to have emphasized that but one out of the three of us never wore 2-piece til that trip! Yay! Plus her back was lovely, I took pictures of it but she deleted them… Hehe, one at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Snorkling!!! First time for most of us!!! Weee!!! It was super fun!!! BUT my rubber went off. Grrrr!!! I had to stop. *wenk wenk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02706.jpg" border="0" alt="SNORKLING!!!" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02748.jpg " border="0" alt="si Alex kasi..." height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02757.jpg" border="0" alt="group1" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02765.jpg" border="0" alt="group2" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Not a NightLife like that of my beach bitches… But not bad… Daming nag-QT. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Banana boat’s time was cut short. They had to bring us back to shore after the second plunge… Actually, we had 3 plummets but the 2nd one, only the last three fell. I was not one of them. Woohoo! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02781.jpg" border="0" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02784.jpg " border="0" alt="survivors with ñigz" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02782.jpg" border="0" alt="first fall" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02792.jpg" border="0" alt="boys" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Boys bonded in front of the boat. They waited til the boat docked. Curious boys…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chomping Galore!!! We ate too much they had problem drinking Mindoro Sling! But I swear food was superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02744.jpg" border="0" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02747.jpg " border="0"  height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02725.jpg" border="0"  height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/DSC02726.jpg" border="0" height="100" width="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SUNSET!!! See it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-114857053392665587?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/114857053392665587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=114857053392665587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114857053392665587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114857053392665587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/05/being-obedient-everyone-is-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-114770033453580966</id><published>2006-05-15T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:38:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JOLOGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy asked me what this word meant. You know why he asked? Because I called him jologs this morning, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I found pictures of my dad grinning right next to Vinz and Duncan of South Border. They had a concert there last weekend and because Daddy knows how much Kae and I loved the band he was willing to be tagged along to the concert. And oops, did I say he even had the 'somethin' signed for me and Kae, wehehe! I can't wait to see the dedications, hehe. But I swear, my dad's looks can compete to theirs. His grins were the sole giveaway that indeed he's a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, my real fave from the band is Jay. Dad failed to notice that last time we were in Music Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/sborder_024.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/sborder_023.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v31/godes5/sborder_028.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-114770033453580966?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/114770033453580966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=114770033453580966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114770033453580966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114770033453580966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/05/jologs-daddy-asked-me-what-this-word.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-114752172118554007</id><published>2006-05-13T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T20:02:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lav it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ WEATHER TODAY!!! Emphasis on today being a weekend and not being the weekend where I’m supposed to spend walking by the beach, hehe. At the very moment I am enjoying hot chocolate with doughnuts!!! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ REMINISCIN good ol college days with Blockada over PIZZA. It was so much fun rekindling those times with the people who made those memories more beautiful. I swear! I could go on harking back to the ‘era’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ HIPHOP GRIND!!! Highlights of my Fitness First streak. One of the highlights of my week. After trying the class, I find cardios boring, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ HIM texting a message full of I LOVE YOU right after my refusal to say it over the phone… *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ SHOES!!! Though I bought only a pair, I’m glad I was able to make use of the sale. Hope my feet would do just fine with my new pair, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ my &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/profiles/"&gt;FRIENDSTER PROFILE&lt;/a&gt;! Haven’t been updating it much lately, but now I changed my layout and I heat heart heart it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ NANAY!!! She is the mother. She has treated us and love us more than she had to. Happy Mother’s Day po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ my UPYFC YUPPIES! They keep me sane and company in the office. Plus, I get to still be in the loop of the happenings around, wehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ Life! Really, I’m living and loving it. My savings can attest on how I live life to the fullest, nyarks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-114752172118554007?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/114752172118554007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=114752172118554007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114752172118554007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114752172118554007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/05/lav-it-weather-today-emphasis-on-today.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11662929.post-114735489873257660</id><published>2006-05-11T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:41:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kilala na kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ako makapaniwalang ikaw yun... di mo rin siguro inaasahan na makikilala kita. palibhasa bagong blogger ka pa lang, di mo siguro alam na mattrace kasa IP add mo... sa susunod na gagawin mo yun, mag-ingat ka. gumamit ng ibang PC, siguraduhing malinis ang trabaho... kasi nakakahiya ka... all this time kala ko matalino ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko alam kung ano ginawa ko syo at sinabihan mo ako ng ganun ngayon...pero isa lang masasabi ko syo... nakakapanghina ka kasi todo-todo angkaplastikan mo... todo-todo talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagawa mo pang magtag uli sa freedback ko at sabihin lang ang "HI." Mas obvious tuloy dahil di ka man lang nag-react sa huling entry ko.... Haaay, bat me plastic este taong tulad mo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilala na kita! Kilala na kita! Oo, ikaw! Oo, ikaw! Ikaw! Ikaw! Plastik!Plastik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hingang malalim*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11662929-114735489873257660?l=wildflower05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/feeds/114735489873257660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11662929&amp;postID=114735489873257660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114735489873257660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11662929/posts/default/114735489873257660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildflower05.blogspot.com/2006/05/kilala-na-kita-di-ako-makapaniwalang.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13817700448884162020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04573788911966467712'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>