<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070</id><updated>2012-02-03T13:58:05.221+06:00</updated><title type='text'>KISSTAL</title><subtitle type='html'>:: spontaneous audacious ::</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-4917820332105606228</id><published>2007-07-11T13:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T13:16:01.266+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wesley</title><content type='html'>It's been a while. Well, a lot has changed once again. I am now happily in love with this American guy named Wesley. Haha. Aaaahh.. Couldn't be happier. :) I'm actually on a 3-day vacation with him right now in Gatlinburg, TN (Watch out for pics in Multiply! :) ). Vacations are always good. Wesley and I are both so workaholic and its great to take a break from all the stress work gives you. :) Too bad its our last day together but we already made the most out of our trip. Tomorrow I think will be spent on Dollywood, its a famous amusement park here. I've been there once with Kendra, Aaron, Phil and Sandra. It's  better than Disney land as you don't have to wait for an hour just to get on every ride. Haha. Can't wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this gorgeous little thing sleeping beside me. As I said, I couldn't be more happier. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-4917820332105606228?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/4917820332105606228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=4917820332105606228' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/4917820332105606228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/4917820332105606228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2007/07/wesley.html' title='Wesley'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-2627496516483872100</id><published>2007-04-11T00:14:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T00:27:54.133+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh</title><content type='html'>It's a new day for me. Well, it's pretty redundant as I had several "new days" in the past. Haha. But I'm trying my best to make this the last ok? Haha. I don't even know if you understand what I'm saying here but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard people talk about "Break-up seasons" and this is the first time that I've actually experienced it. I just found out a few minutes ago that my cousin and her boyfriend of almost 9 years broke up. I was and still am shocked by this news. We all actually thought that they're going to get married soon. Tsk tsk, too bad my cousin said she's not happy anymore. Another break-up I found out was my bestfriend's with his boyfriend for over a year. Well I actually knew this before but I thought it was just an ordinary fight-coll-off thing. It turned out it's final this time. My bestfriend's situation is kinda similar to my break-up story. We constantly strive to break these bad habits, resist temptations and try not to fall for the devil's bait once again. Again, it's a constant approach and we may or may not be trapped with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-2627496516483872100?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/2627496516483872100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=2627496516483872100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/2627496516483872100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/2627496516483872100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2007/04/fresh.html' title='Fresh'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-5328692535708961237</id><published>2007-01-18T22:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:11:44.700+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm.. I want to post something but I seem to run out of words. Gusto ko magpost pero medyo wala ako sa mood. Labo. Hmm.. let's see. Naaalala ko ngayon is  nung nagchat kami ni erick nung isang araw and I got pissed cause he kept on askin me what was Arriane's secret. Eh nabanggit ko lang naman na may secret si Arriane cause he asked me ano ginawa ko nung isang night sabi ko nagheart to heart talk lang kami ni Arriane. Ayun tapos tinanong niya kung about what. Sabi ko secret. Haha. Dun ako nagkamali. I know the feeling that you want to know what the secret is. Eh kasi naman nagpromise ako kay Arriane na hindi ko sasabihin kay Erick kaya hindi ko talaga sinabi. He acted like a kid saying stuffs like "Nagtatago ka na ngayon sakin." and "Bahala ka, hindi ako magtytype hangga't di mo sinasabi." And I was changing the topic but hindi ako pinapansin so I got pissed off eventually and sinabi ko "Matulog ka na nga late na.". Then the sweetest thing happened. :D I heard something ringing and I wondered what that was. It was him calling me up sa messenger. So I answered. I heard Earth, Wind, and Fire singing Reasons on the background. Hahaha. Hindi pa yun. Erick was singing also. He's such a sweetheart. That song is kinda special to us cause we always sing that in parking lots sa malls, as in sumisigaw. Hahaha! Kaya yun, song daw niya sakin. After ng Reasons ayun nagconcert na, kumanta na ng iba pa daw niyang songs sakin. Hehe.. Tapos ok na kami. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm.. miss ko na yun. Medyo hindi nagkakasabay sked namin ngayon eh. Haaay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Naalala ko lang, a while ago sabi ni Dr. Omar (prof namin ni Arriane sa Anatomy 2&gt; oo we're in the same class), "What's the name of the girl in 50 First Dates? &lt;strong&gt;BARRY DREWMORE&lt;/strong&gt;?" Hahaha. That cracked me up! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kelli, our stepsister na nasa Air Force, is inviting us to spend our Spring Break in Colorado. Party til we drop daw kami. Haha. Yeah we might go there for Spring Break. We have to pay for our own plane tickets though. Hay nako, sana sa Cali na lang. Hahaha! At least sa Cali mainit eh super lamig sa Colorado eh. Pft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-5328692535708961237?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/5328692535708961237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=5328692535708961237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/5328692535708961237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/5328692535708961237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2007/01/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm..'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-116719942438521900</id><published>2006-12-27T10:48:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T12:07:02.990+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 26, 2006 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/832150/florida%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the backyard.. which is a golf course by the way. ;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/970149/florida%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In car&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/20448/florida%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with PJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/765536/florida%207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with who else&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/58254/florida%209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/157075/florida%208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with Em-em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/325799/florida%2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/800929/florida%2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1063/623/320/487911/mall%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;more pics from the three of us :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today is an okay day. I love shopping but I hate it at the same time because I always end up broke afterwards. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I miss Erick. I hope we could chat tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Have a Happy New Year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-116719942438521900?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/116719942438521900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=116719942438521900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116719942438521900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116719942438521900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/12/december-26-2006-in-backyard.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-116690089089799786</id><published>2006-12-24T00:55:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:08:10.906+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We just reached here in Tito Paul's (my stepdad's brother) house here in Florida. OH MY. It is so pretty here I swear I'm going to live here one day. The weather is oh-so-perfect! Grabe at this moment nagsnosnow sa Virginia back home pero dito... close to Philippines' climate. Ang saraaap.. :D Haha. Sobrang nagsawa na ko sa two layers of long sleeves, sarap magspag strap and flipflops again. :D Ganda pa ng house nila dito, backyard nila golf course na may lake. Medyo scary nga lang kasi may crocodiles daw dun sa lake. Yikes! Hahaha. Tsaka Arriane and I were trying to go sa backyard to take pictures pero nakakatakot naman kasi on our way yung dating nung golf balls. Haha. I think we're going to the mall later. Yay. Pero kami lang yata nila ma kasi sila Tito Paul, Tito Pat and their mom naglalaro ng Poker. Haha. Yung mom kasi nila addict daw sa sugal. As in to the point na binenta niya bahay niya dati to buy a small place in Vegas. Haha. Kaya expected na na magsusugal lang siya the whole stay dito. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve na bukas! Wala pa ko gift kay ma and Arriane. I have to buy gifts later. :D Merry Christmas again ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having baked ribs for lunch and I heard Tita Ut's (which is a Filipina by the way) is the best. Yumm.. Ay Arriane just told me she really likes PJ, Tito Paul and Tita Ut's 13-year old son. Hahaha. Sabi ba naman.. "5 years.. Pwede pa!!!" Hahaha. Kasi ganda talaga kaya ng mix ng American and Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all. Later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-116690089089799786?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/116690089089799786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=116690089089799786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116690089089799786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116690089089799786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/12/florida.html' title='Florida'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-116597669377518504</id><published>2006-12-13T08:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:48:31.940+06:00</updated><title type='text'>12/12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today's Arriane's birthday. 18th birthday that is. We didn't celebrate like what we used to back home. In the morning, we went to Mr. Clark's (a regular customer at Chinatown) home to wrap his Christmas gifts. He treated us at Shoney's for lunch. We cam back to wrap more gifts afterwards then he dropped us off to Chinatown at 4 pm. He actually overpayed us. Ugh. He's really nice to us. :) Ling, Arriane and I had a fest, not just a dinner but a fest, at J. Milton. Haha! We always have fun dining out. When the three of us meet.. Boom.. we just talk and talk, laugh and laugh and take pictures and take pictures. Hahaha. Yep, a million pictures. Hahaha! Back to Milton, after an hour and a half Joe (Arriane's unofficial boyfriend - whatever that is) came then after 5 minutes Mom came. Then we talked, laughed and took more pictures then we went home. :D I came home with mom, Ling went home by herself, and Arriane went to Joe's home with Joe. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today's a day full of gift-wrapping. I think tomorrow we'll buy more Christmas gifts. That's more gift-wrapping for me. Thanks to Arriane's gifted-artistic-talented hands for gift-wrapping. (BIG AHEM) :D hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I got straight A's this sem. Yay for me. :D I didn't get that in RM. Haha! It was just crazily hard studying in that school. Well, its okay because I learned a lot too. :) Talking about RM I remembered my friends back there. :D I miss you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, in 11 days we're off to Florida. Yay! &lt;strong&gt;Florida&lt;/strong&gt; (i.e. beaches and bigger malls) &lt;strong&gt;here we come!&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha. I have to bake more pastries for families and friends now. Advanced Merry Christmas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss you babe. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-116597669377518504?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/116597669377518504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=116597669377518504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116597669377518504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116597669377518504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/12/1212.html' title='12/12'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-116404729272383140</id><published>2006-11-20T23:52:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T08:47:29.316+06:00</updated><title type='text'>An update at last :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a while.. :D Well well well. I was busy because of school and work. Tapos nadagdagan pa ko ng second job last week sa hospital. Well ang problema lang naman is yung time management. Kasi madali lang naman school dito but they require you to do a lot of things tapos sabayan pa ng finals. Grabe I can't believe it matatapos na tong sem na to. It's so fast! 3 months and 3 weeks. Haha. Tapos lagyan mo pa ng sangkatutak na breaks (like Thanksgiving break) and no classes. Hehe.. Hmm.. naenjoy ko naman ang mga nakalipas na araw kahit papano. Ay! Since my last post nga pala.. I now have my Fifi (my laptop, FYI)! :D Fifi kasi FE series siya ng Sony. Haha. Walang kokontra! Hahaha! We also had our first snow encounter today. Yeah it's pretty alright but the weather freezes me to death. Haha! But hey, I still like the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school right now and as usual we're waiting for mom kasi may work siya today and around 2:30 pa break niya. Yeah I know I should be driving already! Everyone's been telling me that but I always tell them the one thing that's holding me back on taking the driver's test.. &lt;strong&gt;PARALLEL PARKING&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahaha! I swear I don't want to fail the test so I have to learn how to master that first. Erick taught me that months ago and I did get it but I have to practice again cause as I said, I don't want to screw up the driving test. Tapos problem pa pala no one has the time&lt;strike&gt;, courage and skill&lt;/strike&gt; to teach me. Haha! So ayun.. si kawawang nanay namin na naging driver na. Haha. Okay, I'll take the test anytime soon nakokonsensya naman ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriane and I enjoy dining out around the city lalo na pag inaantay namin si ma from work. We tried out J. Milton the other day. I know you can see that place everywhere in the US but hey, it hasn't been a long time since we came here. Haha. Anyway, I find it weird that their rice is submerged in water. As in sa buffet bar nila andun yung rice nakalubog sa tubig. Eww.. Ano yun lugaw? Hahaha. But anyway ako nagbar tapos si Arriane umorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arriane&lt;/strong&gt;: Gusto ko ng gulay. Kinakain ba to? (Points at the leaf that's at the corner of her plate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristal&lt;/strong&gt;: Ewan. Sige! Lettuce yata yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arriane chewed on the leaf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After 3 seconds.. she spitted it out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristal&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arriane&lt;/strong&gt;: Kadiri! Lasang dahon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristal&lt;/strong&gt;: Sige kainin mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arriane&lt;/strong&gt;: Sige ikaw! Isipin mo parang kumakain ka ng African Violets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! I find that really funny.. Then afterwards nakita namin that that same kind of plant was all over the salad bar as a decoration. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's Ling ling's birthday today and we're going to treat her somewhere. Haha! Can't wait to meet up with her. I'll post pictures later. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-116404729272383140?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/116404729272383140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=116404729272383140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116404729272383140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116404729272383140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/11/update-at-last-d.html' title='An update at last :D'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-116118252449936716</id><published>2006-10-18T20:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:45:51.413+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ling, My Birthday and Climbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm.. What happened this past few weeks? Well well well.. Nagsleepover si Ling for 2 nights. That's Wednesday to Friday. Yeah it was fun but may work ako nung Thursday tapos she had to leave early in the morning with mom nung Friday kasi may work sila. Kaya yun di kami masyado nakapagbonding. Haha. But anyway nung wednesday naman nagmall kami after school then nag-dine out kaya fun na rin. Naks naman nagmall. Haha! Kala mo naman kung anong mall. Due to my frugality wala akong nabili. Ay wait meron pala! I bought 3 miniskirts that were on clearance for $1.98 each. Haha! Oh diba? Nung una may nagustuhan ako na skirt, it was on sale like $15 but when I asked Ling she hesitated. Kasi si Ling ang reyna ng kakuriputan. Haha! As in ang galing ng mata niya. She can immediately find good items in a store that's really cheap. Now when I say cheap, not just cheap cheap but Hell-it-really-is cheap! Like not even a dollar! Haha! Anyway, when I saw those skirts sobrang naglaway ako. Hehe.. No one in her right mind would wear those here now for obvious reasons. But binili ko siya cause I'm super excited to come home! And I can just imagine wearing them while strolling in the beach. Aww.. It would be so nice. So while I spent $7, Arriane spent almost $200 on make-ups and clothes. Crazy.. We ate at La Esperanza after. It's a Mexican resto that Arriane loves. Since I haven't tried it yet, I agreed to eat there. Hell yeah their food was great. You know what the best part is? Libre!!! haha.. Yung chef and yung isang cook yung nagbayad. Kakilala kasi kami cause siguro kumakain din sila sa Chinatown. :D Siyempre kasama na din dun yung nagagandahan samin. Hahaha! Kunan ba naman kami ng sangkatutak na picture sa phones nila eh. Haha! Yuck, feeling celebrity. :D Binigyan pa ko ng free fried ice cream. Haha! They were really nice. Here are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28848%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom and I :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/ling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ling and Arriane&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Gang (hehe..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hey my birthday's coming up! Parang wala lang. Hindi ko nga napapansin na malapit na birthday ko eh. When I was still in the Philippines, months before I'm already planning stuffs like what I want from mom, how will I celebrate it, or what special thing Erick and I will do. :( So sad. Now hindi na ko makakahingi ng gift cause I'm already working (hehe..). Hindi na rin ako makakapagparty cause wala namang pupunta. Haha. And obviously wala naman si Erick dito to celebrate it with me. Pft. :( &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Except na lang kung may magsusurprise sakin this October. Ahem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha! I wish ganon ako kamahal ni Erick to sell his car for a ticket. Hihi. Well i think he will if desperate measures call for an action na. Haha! He couldn't go this October cause Tita said sa summer na lang after he graduates kasi libre lang daw yung ticket and stay nila dito this October. Sayang di pa siya nakasama.. Haha. Pinipilit ba naman akong magbayad ng ticket niya para makapunta na siya ngayon. Nye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I so miss climbing. It's something that I used to do regularly but now.. I have to drive an hour and a half just to get to a climbing facility. Argh! Sobrang kelangan ko na ng sport, well kahit exercise lang. Hehe.. Nanghihina na ko. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/sweaty%20days.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweaty days.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mom pursued me to give in to my urge to buy a laptop. I think I'll buy one this week. I'm still confused! Haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Laptop or Plane ticket to Philippines?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ugh. Well I guess I'll just follow what mom said, I can still save for a ticket plus pocket money for a few more months. Pft.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-116118252449936716?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/116118252449936716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=116118252449936716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116118252449936716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/116118252449936716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/10/ling-my-birthday-and-climbing.html' title='Ling, My Birthday and Climbing'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115983381849357029</id><published>2006-10-03T05:51:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:47:57.620+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne-yo + Pharell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ne-yo was in my dream last night. Haha! In my dream I was in a resto or bar with Arriane or a friend I'm not sure anymore but I was in there and Ne-yo walked in with a friend. Hehe.. He was "appealing" in my dream. Well, he was supposed to be cause girls in my dream were swooning over him. Haha! I KNOW! He's not that good-looking but I guess I just admire him cause he's such a GREAT songwriter. Yeah, I so love his songs. It makes you feel sooo in love. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh. Speeking of a great writer and singer I remembered my beloved Pharell! Haha! I just LOVE and ADORE him. Argh!!! He just makes me smile. Everytime I hear Ludacris' Money Maker.. Aww.. Pharell makes me &lt;em&gt;kilig. &lt;/em&gt;Haha! Conotic. But yeah I really do love him. Everytime I see him on commercials too (which is A LOT here in the US), it just makes me sigh (and swoon) over him. Hehe.. Anyway you get my point right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pharrell's mine!!! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Peace babe. :) Love you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115983381849357029?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115983381849357029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115983381849357029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115983381849357029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115983381849357029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/10/ne-yo-pharell.html' title='Ne-yo + Pharell'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115938068482075260</id><published>2006-09-28T00:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:51:09.933+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friends made me so happy today. Thanks guys! :D As in nakachat ko buong barkada ko minus Paul. Hehe. Tapos chat kami ni Abi mayang gabi. I feel so loved today. That's just what I need. ;) I so love my friends.. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115938068482075260?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115938068482075260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115938068482075260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115938068482075260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115938068482075260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-people.html' title='Happy People'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115923291876878908</id><published>2006-09-26T06:45:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T07:08:38.770+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just realized something. These past few weeks I've been trying to explain the feelings I've been having. Like crying about the smallest and silliest things. I have been really sensitive and I can't fugure out what the reason was. I told Abi (my bestfriend) that it's because I'm having a hard time adjusting here emotionally. You know, friends.. Erick.. cousins.. Hell, it was hard! But just a few minutes ago I realized that my whole life in the Philippines is a big big part of me. The sad thing about it is that it's now in my past. All that has happened that are truly special to me are now in my &lt;strong&gt;past&lt;/strong&gt;. AND I JUST CAN"T FREAKING ACCEPT THAT. I just can't. I'm just not ready to. I want all that has happened to me in the Philippines to be my &lt;strong&gt;present&lt;/strong&gt;. The 2 months I've been here.. they're senseless. There's nothing that I did that's special to me which I know I'll remember for the rest of my life. I don't know if I'm still making sense but that's how I feel. Right now, I realized that I have to move on. Not just about Erick per se but about my entire life in the Philippines. It doesn't mean that I'll forget about it but just learn how to make the most out of my life here. I am just so stuck in the past. Well the bottom line of this post is that I should learn to look forward (without Erick- that will sure be hard) and just put the Philippines on the side of my heart cause it's occupying too much of my thoughts and my feelings. But right now, as I said, I'm not yet ready to do that. I just wish I'll learn to do this anytime soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115923291876878908?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115923291876878908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115923291876878908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115923291876878908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115923291876878908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-realized-something_26.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115922263781667583</id><published>2006-09-26T04:10:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T04:40:37.353+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a rough rough time these past few days. Something awful happened yesterday.. again. When I rode the car this afternoon this song played on the radio. I was like "Great.". I felt better when I sang along to this song. It just perfectly fits how I feel! Well, here it is! Sing along lovely friends.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webratsmusic.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webratsmusic.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't Speak &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div id="vpdiv"&gt;&lt;embed style="FILTER: xray" name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.webratsmusic.com/code.php?id=" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-mplayer2" autoplay="true" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" autosize="true" loop="true" enablecontextenu="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webratsmusic.com/" target="blank"&gt;Add a video to your site FREE Music Video Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Speak&lt;br /&gt;No Doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;Used to be together&lt;br /&gt;Every day together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel&lt;br /&gt;That I'm losing my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks as though you're letting go&lt;br /&gt;And if it's real,&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me 'cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me 'cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our memories&lt;br /&gt;They can be inviting&lt;br /&gt;But some are altogether&lt;br /&gt;Mighty frightening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we die, both you and I&lt;br /&gt;With my head in my hands&lt;br /&gt;I sit and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me 'cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me 'cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's all ending&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop pretending who we are...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;I can see us dying ... are we?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me 'cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me 'cause it hurts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115922263781667583?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115922263781667583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115922263781667583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115922263781667583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115922263781667583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-had-rough-rough-time-these-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115920511690642944</id><published>2006-09-25T23:16:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:26:15.403+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                             -&lt;em&gt;Unwritten, &lt;/em&gt;Natasha Beddingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115920511690642944?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115920511690642944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115920511690642944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115920511690642944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115920511690642944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/09/live-your-life-with-arms-wide-open.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115894841195234486</id><published>2006-09-23T00:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:08:05.446+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came across this picture and I just want to share it with you. This is so freaking hilarious. Hahaha! This was taken by my cousin when we were outside the house talking to Ma, Titos and Titas.. Kwentuhan lang ba. This was during the Ohio Family Reunion and it's way colder there than here. It was the coldest we've experienced in our (Arriane and I) entire life. It's so funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Picture_273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:D cold huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115894841195234486?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115894841195234486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115894841195234486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115894841195234486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115894841195234486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-came-across-this-picture-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115806780618066403</id><published>2006-09-12T19:19:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:30:06.206+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lola already came back home to the Philippines yesterday.  I &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; envy her.  Haaay.. Anyway, I'm so excited to give Kiara [Erick's niece] my pasalubongs for her.  Ang tagal kunin ni Erick sa bahay pasalubong ko.  Argh.  I have so much to do for school and sometimes I just get soooo lazy. You see, since it's getting cold here now [I just looked at the thermometer outside: 12 C] ang tagal na ng ubo't sipon ko. Sobrang hirap mag-adjust. Sabi nga ni Erick para kaming nasa ref.  And its not even fall yet. Pa-fall pa lang. Pano na kung magfall tapos magwinter. Aaaaaahhh!!! Anyway, I have to go. Update ako later. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115806780618066403?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115806780618066403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115806780618066403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115806780618066403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115806780618066403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/09/lola-already-came-back-home-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115773001239681916</id><published>2006-09-08T21:26:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T21:40:12.420+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm here at school now. I'm just wasting time til my next class. We had our first speech a while ago in my Public Speaking class. I am really glad that I rocked it.:D Haha! My teacher said Masha (from Russia) and I did great compared to my American classmates. And after class everybody was congratulating me. Well that was just the first speech but hey, that's a big YAY for me! :D I'n a way, I raised the Filipino flag! Hahaha! It's funny how every Filipino you met or even your relatives back home expects you to outrun or excel Americans. Haha! "Itaas mo bandera ng Pilipinas!" Hahaha. Well, everybody here knows that Asians are smart. Haha! Personally, I don't think so. There are a lot of Asians who are not smart at all like robbers, rapists, bad and lazy people.. But in Mind of Mencia, a popular and really funny show in Comedy Central, did a stint where they were calling on people on the streets who are unemployed. Carlos Mencia was shouting over the megaphone "Get a job!" blah blah. Haha! It was really hilarious. And he gave a shirt to one Asians that says in the front "Only Asian without a job." Hahaha! And also there's this one time that Arriane has a test and her friend asked her if she studied, Arriane said "No." and her friend said, "Why?? You're Asian, you're supposed to study!" Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting cold here. Argh! I hate cold places. I can't wait to graduate and live somewhere hot. Like California and Florida. :D Yay! Then I'll go back and forth to the Philippines and happily retire there. Ahhhhh.. That's still a long way for me though. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really appreciating my cousins and friends right now. I just want to have a break from worrying about the future and thinking about what ifs. I'm trying to hold on to people that know would be there to support me and love me no matter what. I love you guys!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115773001239681916?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115773001239681916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115773001239681916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115773001239681916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115773001239681916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-here-at-school-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115698647654514394</id><published>2006-08-31T06:59:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T20:37:49.726+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She gon' take everything I own&lt;br /&gt;If I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't let you go&lt;/strong&gt;, damn if I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ring the alarm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I been through this too long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't you ring the alarm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I been through this too long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how should I feel&lt;br /&gt;When you made me belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the thought of you just touchin' her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is what I hate most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; I don't want you, but I want it &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To know you give it to her like you gave it to me&lt;/strong&gt;, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Ring The Alarm&lt;/em&gt;, Beyonce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115698647654514394?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115698647654514394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115698647654514394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115698647654514394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115698647654514394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/08/she-gon-take-everything-i-own-if-i-let.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115540008411429513</id><published>2006-08-12T20:47:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:46:36.366+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All the cheating and lies have been confirmed. You got hurt, you cried, you got hold of yourself, you finished it with him, you cried, you tried to think things over, you cried some more, then you tried to move one. Yes, tried with -ed. Alam mo yun.. I broke up with him and all he can say is "Hindi naman seryoso eh.." The relationship with his cousin that is. And I tell him "ayoko na" and all he kept on saying was "ayoko". What kind of person is that? I've been through so much with him and I felt &lt;strong&gt;all kinds &lt;/strong&gt;of feelings and emotions all thos times. I just can't trust him anymore and I DO deserve someone better than him. Letting go of a person you spent almost half of your life with is not a joke at all. There's this feeling of "Oh, we'll still be together someday". But I know that if I really want to move on, I shouldn't entertain those thoughts. I know after I move on, it'll be &lt;strong&gt;HARD &lt;/strong&gt;for me to open myself to anyone else. Being commited to a certain person is so stuck in my whole being. Well stupid me I had no idea I was the only one in the relationship who's so loyal to that commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have the chance to turn back time, I wouldn't change anything. We cried, we laughed, we fought, we made up.. All those things.. It's a wonderful stage in my life. Eventhough Erick made the stupidest decisions in life, I still treat him as a wonderful stage in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't know what will happen next. I don't even know where to start! I'll update you again ok? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115540008411429513?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115540008411429513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115540008411429513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115540008411429513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115540008411429513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-cheating-and-lies-have-been_12.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115496567525841005</id><published>2006-08-07T21:25:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:58:17.296+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They say long-distance relationship doesn't work. I didn't believe them. When you and your man had been together for years, I thought no distance can separate them. But what if you left unresolved issues with him? Like uncertainties, doubts and hunches of cheating. You thought everything will be just fine. But what if one day, someone added you on friendster and its your boyfriend's and his other girl's account? And you discover ALL the lies.. Well, not all the lies because you were not with your boyfriend all the time. And what if your boyfriend's a professional liar and cheater and it's not the only time he did it? And what if he tells you "Wala akong ginagawang masama." and "Wala lang yun."? &lt;strong&gt;AND the interesting part is what if you're boyfriend's other girl is his cousin! &lt;/strong&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=29184505"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=29184505&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Additional: Okay, Erick's telling me i made him look stupid because of this post. He said they're &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; having a relationship. They're just &lt;strong&gt;r-e-a-l-l-y&lt;/strong&gt; close. You think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115496567525841005?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115496567525841005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115496567525841005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115496567525841005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115496567525841005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/08/they-say-long-distance-rel_115496567525841005.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-115219437200680574</id><published>2006-07-06T19:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:16:46.703+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's my first official day here in Virginia. I don't know what to say. It's nice cause I get to be with Ana and mom after a long time but it's horrible cause I'm so homesick and I'm missing my dad and my friends and sissy and of course Erick BADLY. It feels like I'm just having a vacation here. Even our house looks like a rest house. Now we have to go to our school so we can inquire about enrollment. I'll try to update more often since we go online more often now. Later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-115219437200680574?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/115219437200680574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=115219437200680574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115219437200680574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/115219437200680574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-my-first-official-day-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-114104587295049045</id><published>2006-02-27T18:24:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:17:24.536+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Arriane and I are here in Bong's [Arriane's suitor slash boyfriend] house. Ooooohh.. Bright's [their poodle] so cuuuuute!:D We just got here, nagswim kasi si Arriane and Em sinamahan ko lang sila. Sumakit na naman kasi likod ni Arriane cause diba nga may Scoliosis siya and the doctor advised na magswim siya regularly. Erick's at Eastwood right now, may meeting daw ng PNP hotline. Okay, hindi na naman ako makapgisip. Sinisipag na ko magupdate.:D Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I crave for Kinderbueno. My new fave chocolate. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28362%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28365%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28363%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28366%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-114104587295049045?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/114104587295049045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=114104587295049045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/114104587295049045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/114104587295049045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/02/arriane-and-i-are-here-in-bongs.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-114080511582389120</id><published>2006-02-25T14:15:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:17:46.126+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Before graduating high school, Arriane and I started dreaming of having our own restaurant someday. :) I know.. a lot of people dream of having their own restaurants. Obviously it's a career goal that's not so easy to reach. So I took Nursing and Arriane took Tourism blah blah blah.. I love my course, don't get me wrong, but I still wanted to have my own resto. :) Arriane's taking baking and cooking lessons at Sylvia Reynoso Gala Culinary Arts Studio in Shaw, Pasig and I just enrolled in International School of Culinary Arts and Hotel Management in Katipunan. Yay!:D Though these are just short courses, we're extremeyly happy [especially me] that we're finally doing something productive with our "waiting-for-medical examination schedule time" aka remaining days here in the Philippines. Good luck to us!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erick's in Libis right now doing the thing he loves most. [No, not clubbing but racing] And I'm kinda pissed cause he said he would text me but he still hasn't! He was here in our house from 1 pm to 9 pm and since then he still hasn't texted. Oh well. I'm not THAT pissed. Hello to years of being together, I now know every cell in his body. Well.. not all.:D haha! Nowadays, he's not the texting guy anymore. OKAY. Tinatamad na ko magisip. I'm going to dreamland now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A LAAAAPTOOOOOOOOOP!!!:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-114080511582389120?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/114080511582389120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=114080511582389120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/114080511582389120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/114080511582389120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/02/before-graduating-high-school-arriane.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-113654728100680669</id><published>2006-01-06T17:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:18:04.990+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm waiting for Erick right now. When he's done taking a bath, we'll hang out at Starbucks. Since I stopped going to college, it's been a challenge for us [Erick and I] to see each other often. Hanging out, regardless where or how long, is pure bliss for us. :) I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; this house, Erick's house that is. :) Besides this DSL-ed computer, I love their &lt;strong&gt;endless&lt;/strong&gt; supply of chocolates. Haaaaaa.. :) I'm actually chowing them right now. Heaven.:D Oh, since I mentioned DSL.. We only use dial-up internet at home that's why I always have a hard time updating this blog cause it's tooooo slooooow.. I know, I know DSL's really cheap nowadays but since we'll be out of the country soon, It really isn't &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;necessary. That's the reason why I'm only updating when I'm here at Erick's house. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaay.. How I miss my friends. :( I miss Macy. I miss Jen. I miss Paul. I miss Artus. Of course, I miss Abi. :( I actually miss the whole college experience. From the start, I really don't agree with stopping my education. It's depressing to hear my classmates having their duties at the hospital. Me? I'm doing nothing. As in &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;. In fact, because I have nothing to do on mornings, I tend to sleep at around 3 to 6 in the morning and end waking up at 2 or 3 in the afternoon. How sad and unhealthy is that? The date of our departure here in the Philippines is still unknown. All they tell is that it's &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;. At first they tell us it's in October. Then November. Then December. Then January. Now di na lang ako nageexpect. Nakakahiya na kasi pag may nagtatanong when kami aalis then ilang months na nakalipas di pa rin. Don't get me wrong, I love here in the Philippines rather than in the US but what if umabot ng March? Diba parang, WTF? Nasayang lang yung isang sem ko. Sobrang nanghihinayang kasi ako coz I really want to study pa. Haaaay.. It's sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.. Erick's done na. Till next time! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-113654728100680669?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/113654728100680669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=113654728100680669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/113654728100680669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/113654728100680669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-waiting-for-erick-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-113257110073247640</id><published>2005-11-21T19:04:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:18:26.126+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aaaaahh.. It's been a while eh? I'm just so lazy using the pc cause its super slow. Anyway, there's nothing much to do at home. Everyday's just the same. It makes me really happy everytime I go out especially on weekends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrity Plaza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28038%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28039%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eick had an hour massage but he's gone 2 hours already. HAY NAKO. Nakatulog na naman. So there we are.. pinapagising siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28037%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28036%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Em with chopsticks in her hair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28034%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Carbo freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28035%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Arriane with glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28032%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28033%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eating (and posing.. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28030%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28031%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Em swimming.. (medyo malabo)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Medical City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28061%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erick's monthly check-up for his allergy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28056%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and Erick&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28048%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;me and Sissy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28082%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Places&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28063%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28064%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kiara posing with Jollibee [C5]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28074%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28075%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A visit to UERM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1063/623/320/Image%28076%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Arriane and I while patiently waiting for Erick and Owen (the guy in black) in Eastwood. This was last Thursday, Nov 17. They were just talking there for an hour I think while Arriane and I had nothing to do. We took pictures, went to Mcdonalds (which is just a few feet away), tried make ups, etc. Owen's working in Etelecare kasi pala. Afterwards, we (minus Owen) watched Harry Potter. That day was great cause we came from Gateway where I spent time with Abi then to Eastwood to watch a movie. :) Arriane saw Paolo Bediones and her girlfriend and Alex and Asunta de Rossi (sp?). I was with her the whole time but di ko napapansin yung mga tao around me. Sabi ni Arriane ang bulag ko na raw. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-113257110073247640?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/113257110073247640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=113257110073247640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/113257110073247640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/113257110073247640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/11/aaaaahh.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-112893041103264514</id><published>2005-10-10T15:22:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:18:44.410+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just got home [Erick's home actually] from school. As I said in my last entry, I had my Anatomy exam today. It's really, really hard! Or is it just because I didn't study yesterday? Hahaha! :D We dropped Arriane to her condo last night and it was already 10:00 when I got home. While eating dinner [in front of the television], I couldn't get my eyes off Dawn of the Dead. Hahaha! I dunno.. I've watched that movie for the nth time. :) I guess I was just in the mood for thrillers last night. -_-" Before I knew it, it was already 12:00 and I haven't opened my notebook or book yet! :D Anyway, the results of our Primary Health Care I super long exam last Saturday came out a while ago. Guess what? I was in the top ten in our whole batch! :D Well I was top 9.. b ut that wasn't bad right? :) Considering that it's the heaviest and hardest subject in our year. Yay for me! :D I'm really proud to be in my section [G]. Several of my classmates were in the top 10 also. I'm going to meet Paul in Gateway tomorrow morning. We're going to do our group's RLE assignment. Well, part of the assignment. :) Haha. Our group suggested that we do the long part since we're both irregular students and both have less subjects to focus on now. So there.. I'm so excited to meet up with Abi this Thursday and she might sleep in our house this Saturday also. Yay! :D Erick and I watched History of Violence last Saturday. The ending wasn't that nice for me. I wonder what Erick, Abi and I will watch on Thursday and Saturday [minus Abi]. :) Most likely it'll be Deuce Bigalow on Thursday and Lord of War on Saturday. :) By the way, Nursing Night's on the twenty-second of this month.. so that's next Saturday. I'm really not that excited. If it really wasn't for the compulsary thing I wouldn't be there. I might bring Arriane with me. Carlo will be the Mr. Nursing candidate of the 1st years. Yay! Hahaha. Goodluck Carlo! We still don't have candidates in our batch though. &lt;em&gt;Jen kasi eh.. Ayaw pumayag.&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. Well I have to do something now. Bhuy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-112893041103264514?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/112893041103264514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=112893041103264514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112893041103264514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112893041103264514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-got-home-ericks-home-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-112860189362260648</id><published>2005-10-06T20:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:19:54.903+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haha. Ilang beses nako nagaattempt magupdate, laging nauudlot. Hahaha. Nakakatamad eh. :D Well since I only have 3 subjects left and final exams are nearing, I don't have a single class for the whole week. How's that? :) I met up with Abi a while ago. I missed you bez! :D I had fun [as always] with you. :) Erick, Paul [Erick's friend], Abi and I watched 40 Year Old Virgin. IT'S REALLY, REALLY FUNNY!!! :D I really wanted to watch that movie since I saw that in Yahoo Movies. I'll have a 160-item exam on Saturday, 110-item exam on monday, and another 160-item exam on Tuesday. Haaay.. And I haven't studied yet. Good luck to me! :) Anyway, my birthday's just around the corner. Yipee! Haha. Well I have to go now. I'm s-t-a-r-v-i-n-g. Besides, kiara wants to type also. :) Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The song Ever After has been playing in my head the whole day.. and I'm tolerating it. Hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-112860189362260648?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/112860189362260648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=112860189362260648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112860189362260648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112860189362260648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-112678413402540845</id><published>2005-09-15T19:35:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:21:54.596+06:00</updated><title type='text'>sept 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;: Nginatngat nung aso naming earphones ng iPod ni Erick. It's Arriane's fault, iniwan niya sa labas ng bahay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;: Erick and I went to Megamall to check how much his earphones are. P1,200 pare. :D nagtapon lang si Arriane ng P1,200. We ate at Jollibee. Pareho pala kaming months nang hindi nakakakain sa Jollibee ni Erick. Haha. Grabe premiere pa ng Lovestruck kaya ang daming tao. Hahaha. As in. :) Since nandun na rin naman kami, we watched Long Weekend afterwards. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;: BAD DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I lost my cell phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I still can't figure out where I lost it. I hate to admit it but most probably one of my classmates took it. =c I hope I'm wrong. Then 6:00 pm - 6:00 am pa duty ni Erick. =c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;: Ava called around midnight dahil dinala daw nila si Arriane sa hospital. She said "inatake" daw si Arriane. I thought it was an asthma attack. Hindi pala. Dahil daw kasi nagskiskeep ng meals si Arriane and malakas magsmoke. Tangina siraulo talaga yun. [Oo ikaw gago.] Tanga lang ang mga taong nagsmosmoke, lalo na yung gusto pa lang magtry. &lt;strong&gt;I hate hate hate smokers&lt;/strong&gt;. Hindi ko naman alam na malakas na palang magsmoke yun. Pag nalaman yun ni lola or ni mom patay talaga siya. Basta wala daw siyang kulay and naninigas daw. Siyempre ayaw niya pasabi kay lola yung nangyari. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lola should've never trusted you to stay in that condo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kasi hindi ka naman talaga pwedeng pagkatiwalaan. Mom knows that. Thanks to Ava for informing me anyway. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;: I asked Doc Rabe [my Anatomy Prof] about what happened to Arriane. Malamang Severe Hypoglycemia [low blood sugar] daw. Anyway, Abi and I were supposed to meet up at Gateway a while ago. It was raining hard so sabi niya bukas na lang daw kasi babaha na daw sa kanila. :) Erick and I watched Sound of Thunder. Okay sana yung story kaya lang sobrang nakakatawa yung effects. Hahaha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I WISH IT'S ALREADY SATURDAY. I'M SUPER EXCITED TO ATTEND TIN'S DEBUT AND PARTY WITH CLASSMATES AFTERWARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;. That would be so much FUN!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-112678413402540845?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/112678413402540845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=112678413402540845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112678413402540845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112678413402540845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/09/sept-15.html' title='sept 15'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-112436839150196045</id><published>2005-08-18T20:33:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:22:40.866+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Crashers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Erick and I watched Wedding Crashers a while ago at Gateway. It was a really funny movie! :D We were supposed to meet Abi there. It's been 2 months since I last saw her! Abi and I were both really excited about finally seeing each other again. Unfortunately, her wallet got lost. We just rescheduled our meeting [oooh.. meeting. :) ] next week. Can't wait.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erick kept on bugging me to make him a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Mamaya gawa mo ko ng blog ha.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ha? Eh di ka naman mahilig magsulat ah..&lt;br /&gt;Him: Bastaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tatamarin ka lang mag-update.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Hindeee.. Basta ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pagbigyan na.. Watch out for that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-112436839150196045?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/112436839150196045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=112436839150196045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112436839150196045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112436839150196045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/08/wedding-crashers.html' title='Wedding Crashers'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-112428467555707274</id><published>2005-08-17T19:08:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:28:45.333+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They say when you reach the second year of your college you'll fully realize if the course you're pursuing is the one that's really for you. I'm afraid to be one of the many students who keep on shifting courses because they don't know what they really want to be. I can still remember when I was at Miss Hilda's office (guidance office) two years ago during our career assesment. Being a nurse wasn't really on the list of jobs that I would be good into. Miss Hilda told me that I should really think about it and try to consider taking up another course which my skills are more favorbale of (i.e. Accountancy, Business Management, etc.). When she said that, anger immediately grew up inside me. Trying to supress my emotions, I almost cried. Erick was taking up Nursing then and I badly wanted to be in the same school as his. Also, everybody knows that Nursing is a well-paid job especially in foreign countries. Knowing that my sisters and I will soon migrate to the USA, I will evidently have a bright future. "Bright" is even an understatement. My point is I got angry because I thought that NOBODY can dictate what I should be in life and that NO ONE or NOTHING (not even a career assessment) can tell me that I would not be a good nurse. And so I chose what I thought I wanted in life. I told myself that I can be whatever I want to be if I would just push my way through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not even sure if this is what I really want in life. Am I just doing this for the ensurance of stability of my future? Am I taking up Nursing because our whole clan is so proud of me for taking up what they claim as the "wisest course" in this day and age? AM I JUST DOING THIS FOR THE MONEY? I mean, come on, there are a lot of Nursing students out there whose just in it for the dollars. Well I can't blame them 'cause in this lifetime: &lt;strong&gt;life - money = death&lt;/strong&gt;. When I come to think of it, I also really want to feel the weight of being responsible for another man's life, the satisfaction of personally helping the human race. I know it sounds dramatic but it's something that paperworks or mathematics can't provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been REALLY, REALLY HARD studying at UERM. It's been REALLY, REALLY HARD taking up Nursing. Suddenly, I am not that happy anymore. When I was a kid, I always imagined myself as an office girl. A year ago, I imagined (and seriously considered to be one) myself as a nurse. The dilemma I'm now going through excruciates me. It crushes my brain. Again, I don't want to keep shifting courses and I definitely don't want to graduate old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to figure this out. F*** life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-112428467555707274?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/112428467555707274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=112428467555707274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112428467555707274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112428467555707274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/08/they-say-when-you-reach-second-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-112305251776144088</id><published>2005-08-03T14:44:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T13:01:57.780+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So boring.  Our group's return demo was cancelled.  Reresked na lang daw kami kasi kailangan nang umalis nung evaluator namin.  Kainis nagpractice pa naman kami ni partner Wessa.  Well okay na rin yun, but hanggang 5 pa kami dito sa school na walang ginagawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong masabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO WATCH CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY ON SATURDAY.  Huhuhu.. di kami makakanood ni Erick tomorrow kasi he has to attend an advisory class at 2 pm tom. Eh usually kasi may break siya every thursdays ng 12-5.  We spend those hours sa gateway [ciempre pinakamatinong malapit], kain kami tsaka watch ng movie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriane and I dropped subjects na which would not be credited sa States. =( Haaaay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge next time naman ulit.  Pinapakita sakin ni Wessa yung girlfriend ng ex niya sa friendster eh. Hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-112305251776144088?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/112305251776144088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=112305251776144088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112305251776144088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/112305251776144088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-111764338650622222</id><published>2005-06-01T23:49:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T22:29:48.073+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was supposed to attend a general assembly in school this afternoon but since Macy and Jen decided not to come, di na rin ako pumunta. :D haha! Pat [our class president] told us that we're 'required' to attend.  If not, we'll have to pay a fine. Yeah right. It's always been that way.  Last sem, I didn't attend around 4 major school events and I got cleared at the end of the sem, without them asking for a single cent from me. P500 for major events and P250 for minor nga raw eh. haha.. :) Anyway, Erick and I watched Sin City at G4 kanina. Hmm.. It's an okay movie for me. :) It's a movie for guys eh. hehe.. Mas naenjoy ko siguro yung A Lot Like Love. haha! I'll watch that soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. In-add ako ni 'Ex' sa friendster. Yikes! I'll tell Erick about this tom. :) Well si Erick din naman eh in-add niya but I doubt na i-aaccept siya ni Erick. hehe.. I hope he'll not make a big deal out of this. You have no idea how jealousy eats him.. Good Luck to me!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-111764338650622222?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/111764338650622222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=111764338650622222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111764338650622222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111764338650622222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-was-supposed-to-attend-general.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-111743219555286336</id><published>2005-05-30T11:49:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T11:49:55.553+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My days this May was quite predictable.  If not spending it at home burning my eyes in front of the television, I'm catching the latest money-worthy movie. :D Or if not that, fighting the unbearable heat of the summer by swimming in a membership club.  It's fun at times but there are negative points also. Sometimes I get really, REALLY bored plus wala pa kong allowance.  With Erick's birthday [6/6] fastly approaching, I doubt if I'll be able to buy the bag he wants in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our second anniversary last May 2. :D  It was a simple celebration though.  We just watched a movie [not sure what movie] at G4 then ate dinner in The Fort [forgot the name of the resto]. :) Haha.. Ulyanin na talaga ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended Erick's Pinning and Candle Lighting at Mount Carmel a while ago.  When we got out of the car, there was this woman whol told us "De Ocampo po? Punta lang po kayo dito para sa picture.." Then she handed us the receipt and asked for P200 as down payment for the P360 fee.  It was a total of 6 shots.  Later on, Erick and I were shocked when Ivann [Erick's friend] informed us that that was a scam.  'Di pala under ng De Ocampo yun. Ang dami pa namang students nun ang most naloko nun.  Ivann was asked to pay P250 and the evil woman told her that the pictures will be delivered to their house.  Erick's other classmates were told that their pictures can be claimed at De Ocampo.  Grabe sobrang nakakaasar.  Erick and I computed how much those people earned in just 2 hours.. it was around P80,000. Sabi na lang ni Erick and his friends na for sure, makakarma din yun., to think na sa harap pa ng simbahan nila ginawa.  I don't know about the receipt but it's addressed at Sampaloc, Manila kaya ayaw na puntahan ni Erick.  Grabe I can't believe may mga taong ganon kasasama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll update na lang ulit some other time soon. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-111743219555286336?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/111743219555286336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=111743219555286336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111743219555286336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111743219555286336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-days-this-may-was-quite-predictable_30.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-111494194145742838</id><published>2005-05-01T15:51:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:05:41.460+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUBIC PICS [konti pa lang to]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/subic5kmi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moi, ate gie, arriane, ate knix, and ate weng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/subiclovers.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/subiclovers4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers in Subic [nyurk]:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/subiclovers2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/subicktal.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erick took this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/DSC01043.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before leaving the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/theganginsubic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing lunch [yumm!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/DSC00965.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristal, ate gie, ate knix and arriane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/DSC00963.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sistahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTRA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/CopyofImage11.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge na nga pagbigyan na. post ko daw to sa blog ko eh. suit yourself erick. [just so you know, I'm beginning to doubt if he loves this car than me. ;P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-111494194145742838?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/111494194145742838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=111494194145742838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111494194145742838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111494194145742838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/05/subic-pics-konti-pa-lang-to-moi-ate.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-111466794482183145</id><published>2005-04-28T13:55:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T11:59:04.823+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our Subic trip was great! Sobrang fun. :) Kaya lang mejo naspoil kasi sumama yung  matatanda. Sobrang badtrip kami nung simula kasi si lola yung nagpasimuno kaya sila sumama. Hello? Alam naman nilang lakad ng mga bata yun. Ayun.. Sobrang nakakainis lang, ang KJ kasi. But they chose a cottage that's 20 meters away from us.  At least they got our point. When we got home from a tiring but fun day, our maid told us that tatay called. Arriane and I were like "Oh? Bakit kaya?". We haven't seen tatay for 5 years already and the last thing we heard about him is that he now lives in Pangasinan. If he called, that means he's in Manila. We kept wondering if we'll be having a vacation in Novaliches. That house in Novaliches is where we usually stay everytime a magvavacation kami sa fatherside. Though the family who lives there is just our 2nd degree relatives, we were very close to them.  We were thrilled to the idea of being with Ate Jewels, Ate Winchell, and Ate Arvie again.  We were always together before and I can still remember when there was a big party and they made us dance Stop by the Spice Girls. Hahaha! Can you imagine us dancing in front of a large audience? :) It was really embarassing when I think about it. But we were just kids then! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriane and I found ourselves in that big, full-of-memories house on Monday [4/18/05] early in the morning. Yes, tatay picked us up and we were really happy to see him again. We were happy to see Ate Wes and Ate Winchell again. :) Arriane and I were shocked when Ate Wes and Ate Winchell told us the story why Ate Arvie wasn't with us. It's because she got pregnant and the father wasn't willing to take responisibility of the baby. Another surprising fact is that that man is Aldrin, the one Ate Arvie was gushing about 5 years ago when the bilyaran's still in business.  The last time we had a vacation in Novaliches kasi open pa yung bilyaran nila and dun kaming 5 madalas magstay. We had crushes back then dun sa mga cute na nagbibilliards. I can still remember the name of my crush though hindi ko na maalala yung mukha niya. Mine's Gin, Arriane's Tyrone, I can't remember yung kay Ate Wes and Ate Winchell, and yung kay Ate Arvie's Aldrin.  Siya pa naman yung pinakamabait tingnan sa lahat, hindi pala. Looks can be REALLY deceiving. Can you believe the guts of that man? When Ate Arvie informed him of her pregnancy, sabi daw ni Aldrin, "Pwede pa naman natin ipalaglag eh, if hindi mo ipapalaglag yanhindi ko yan papanagutan." Grabe! Tawag nga sa kanya nila Ate Wes demonyo eh! Argh. Naiinis din talaga ko dun sa lalaking yun. Ate Arvie's family isn't that well-off pa naman. You see, Ate Arvie and Ate Wes are actually our Titas but since they're only a few years older than we are, we just call them ates. Ate Winchell naman is Ate Wes' cousin sa motherside (Arriane and I sa fatherside) so we're not actually related by blood. And that house sa Novaliches is like a big, big bahay ampunan. :) Kasi most sa fatherside ko hindi masyadong lucky sa money eh yung mom and dad ni Ate Wes ang pinakamayaman sa buong angkan nila kaya yun.. sobrang bait nila Lolo Jesse tsaka Lola Lisa na pinapag-aral nila yung mga kamag-anak namin na hindi makapag-aral tsaka pinapagvacation nila yung mga pinsan and pamangkin namin na mga bata dun. So yun.. we had fun staying there din though namiss ko talaga si Erick.. :( We went home Thursday that week din kasi kailangan ni Arriane mag-enroll sa Friday. How I wish we never have to separate with tatay again. :(&lt;br /&gt;I'll sure miss him and the fact that it'll take a long time before we see him again breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday came. I spent the whole day with Erick, Arriane, Jen, Macy, Pia, Dane, Tin, Artus, and Carlo. Too bad Wessa, Karen, and Paul wasn't able to be with us that day. We had so much fun at Enchanted Kingdom! Yuck parang nagaadvertise. But we did have fun kahit na sobrang init and daming tao. I enjoyed they're extra-special fireworks that night 'cause of their 10th anniversary. :) I just love being with my friends! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the past few days here at home with Erick. Oh yeah, last Tuesday nagpaxray na pala ko ng teeth for my braces. :) hihi. Pareho na kami ni Erick magmumukhang nerdy nerdy. I'll post pictures of Subic and EK trips soon. :) c ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-111466794482183145?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/111466794482183145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=111466794482183145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111466794482183145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111466794482183145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/04/our-subic-trip-was-great-sobrang-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-111354981441222276</id><published>2005-04-15T15:22:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:10:52.250+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Tinamad na naman ako mag-update. Haha. Almost a month na. :D Well obviously my 1st year in college is now officially over. Aww.. I'll miss my classmates. Ma-rereshuffle na daw kami next sem eh. Erick's finding a new school now because he has a subject na naiwan so di siya pwedeng magthird year pag di niya natapos yun, 1 year siyang mahuhuli. Basta something like that. Yeah summer's my favorite season but when I'm just here at home, boredom's killing me! That's why as much as possible I try to get out of my hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh my! I craved for books. Nabasa ko na kasi lahat ng books dito sa bahay. :D I wanted something nice to read. Here's how the conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;Kristal: bi, punta tayong National Bookstore bili ako ng libro.&lt;br /&gt;Erick: O cge. Gusto ko rin magpamassage sa celeb eh. Sa Katipunan na lang kita idadaan.&lt;br /&gt;Kristal: OK.:) Para may mabasa na rin ako while waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. :) After waiting for 1 1/2 hours, we finally ate dinner. Haha! We ordered A LOT 'cause we were both starving. YUMM!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: I spent almost the entire day at kabila [cousin's house]. We finalized our outing. Hehe. I was assigned treasurer. Haha. Dami ko tuloy pera ngayon. :) Erick came over at around 7 pm. Nanood lang siya ng TV sa kabila while my cousins and I were computing our budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;: I woke up at exactly 8:15. Ate Weng and I were supposed to go to the market at 8! Haha. I guess I'm not the only one who woke up late. Grabe, sobrang dami naming binili pambaon namin tomorrow. And boy was it heavy! Pareho pa naman kaming payat ni Ate Weng. HAHA! Yay!!! In 12 hours I'll be on my way to Subic. :D Even though it's just Subic I still can't wait to get there and have fun with my cousins and of course Erick. Yay! It's going to be the farthest place we'll be into na walang kasamang matanda. Si ate weng na pinakamatanda and she's just 27. haha. While Ate Weng and I were on our way home she said, "Sabi nga ni Jonathan nasosobrahan na tayo sa bonding eh. Dapat daw magdisband na tayo." Haha. We just have these special connections with one another. We know that we'll always be close with one another.. till we get old. Awww.. Love you cuzs!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought: I am currently addicted to Full House but I just &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; the Tagalized version. ARGH. Grabe sobrang corny tapos iba-iba pa yung translation nila na naiiba na yung story! Lalo na yung 3 Bears Song! Sorry pero.. ANG CORNY. Pumapanget tuloy dahil sa kanila. Plus, ang DAMI nilang cinut. Grrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-111354981441222276?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/111354981441222276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=111354981441222276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111354981441222276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111354981441222276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-111094758110454353</id><published>2005-03-16T12:37:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:03:20.763+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha.. long time no update. Well, I'm here at RM.  I just got my permit for the Finals.  I'm waiting for macy also.. but i doubt it if she'll come.  I still have a class in UE Recto at 1:00.. hanggang 4 na yun.  Bakit kasi di na lang lahat ng class namin dito sa UERM eh dito naman kami naka-enroll.  I just can't take Manila's pollution na.  I have been sick for 2 weeks na and I know pollution is one cause kung bakit ako nagkasakit. Anyway, I have to travel to UE pa kaya here's a quick recap of what happened or will happen in the near future. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- had our retreat at *tadaa* St. Michael's Antipolo. hahaha!:D Macy, Jen, Wessa, Karen and I had the nicest room in St. Michael's.  Lucky us.&lt;br /&gt;- had my first night out with my college barkada.:D well, only macy and jen made it. hihi. So it was just arriane, erick, macy, jen, and I who had fun that night.  That was the start of my cough due to the life threathening second-hand smoke.&lt;br /&gt;- I am now officialy rebonded. Joke. haha. semi-rebond lang no.. naiinis lang kasi ako dun sa dulo ng hair ko.  I just want it straight na.&lt;br /&gt;- We'll be going out on april 3 with arriane, erick and my barkada.  EK kami after  finals.. yay! can't wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. that's all muna m late na eh. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-111094758110454353?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/111094758110454353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=111094758110454353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111094758110454353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/111094758110454353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/haha_16.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110969014652011823</id><published>2005-03-01T21:15:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:15:46.520+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/retr8.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/retr8.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retreat retreat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110969014652011823?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110969014652011823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110969014652011823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110969014652011823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110969014652011823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/retreat-retreat.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968959518759750</id><published>2005-03-01T21:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:06:35.186+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/hunks%20.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/hunks%20.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dane, artus and paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968959518759750?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968959518759750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968959518759750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968959518759750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968959518759750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/dane-artus-and-paul.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968952219748404</id><published>2005-03-01T21:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:05:22.196+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/wendys.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/wendys.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatin, pia, karen, wessa, macy, and jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968952219748404?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968952219748404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968952219748404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968952219748404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968952219748404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/tatin-pia-karen-wessa-macy-and-jen.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968932480650934</id><published>2005-03-01T21:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:02:04.806+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/retr8..jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/retr8..jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our beeyutiful room!:D haaay.. great retreat. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968932480650934?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968932480650934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968932480650934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968932480650934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968932480650934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-our-beeyutiful-roomd-haaay.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968913985715180</id><published>2005-03-01T20:58:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:58:59.856+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/pia%20n%20jhen%20.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/pia%20n%20jhen%20.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pia and jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968913985715180?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968913985715180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968913985715180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968913985715180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968913985715180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/pia-and-jen.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968910565983904</id><published>2005-03-01T20:58:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:58:25.660+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/paul%20%2B%20tatin.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/paul%20%2B%20tatin.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul and tatin wearing my favorite shades!:D ..at st. michael's cafeteria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968910565983904?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968910565983904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968910565983904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968910565983904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968910565983904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/paul-and-tatin-wearing-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968885391081911</id><published>2005-03-01T20:54:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:54:13.910+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/macy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/macy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen and macy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968885391081911?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968885391081911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968885391081911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968885391081911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968885391081911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/jen-and-macy.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968859256717877</id><published>2005-03-01T20:49:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:49:52.566+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/kristal%2C%20macy%2C%20pia.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/kristal%2C%20macy%2C%20pia.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, macy, jen, and pia during of our lunch escapades. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968859256717877?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968859256717877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968859256717877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968859256717877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968859256717877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-macy-jen-and-pia-during-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968844986507793</id><published>2005-03-01T20:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:47:29.866+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/karen.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/karen.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen-dyosa and jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968844986507793?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968844986507793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968844986507793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968844986507793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968844986507793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/karen-dyosa-and-jen.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968837661825857</id><published>2005-03-01T20:46:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:46:16.616+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/pr0m%20king.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/pr0m%20king.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carlo prom king.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968837661825857?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968837661825857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968837661825857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968837661825857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968837661825857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/carlo-prom-king.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110968790807941720</id><published>2005-03-01T20:38:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:38:28.080+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/dane.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/dane.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen and dane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110968790807941720?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110968790807941720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110968790807941720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968790807941720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110968790807941720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/03/jen-and-dane.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110883670443188345</id><published>2005-02-20T02:14:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:26:59.530+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love u my baby..</title><content type='html'>I just had a chat with ma. &lt;strong&gt;This really broke my heart. =,(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some parts of the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;u know u guys might be coming here soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;o? klan? &lt;em&gt;[I'm starting to feel uneasy..]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;hopefully June or July &lt;em&gt;[*heart crashes*]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;that is if everything goes right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;or kung ma-process na kayo diyan sa US Embasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;thats why i want u guys to have all of ur school records ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;tamang-tama sana kung makadating kayo dito ng June or July....summer dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;ahh.. &lt;em&gt;[the only letters I could type]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;hindi kayo masyadong mahirapan sa pag-adjust sa temp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;mga 80s ang temp dito by that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;tapos we'll have enough time to take care of ur school kasi Sept. ang pasukan dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;ah ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;actually....yung paperworks na lang ni Em ang inaantay namin dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;once its approved...dire-diretcho na ang lahat &lt;em&gt;[now i want to cry.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;i can't wait to see u guys!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;i miss u sooooooooo much! &lt;em&gt;[i know! i miss you too but..]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;hindi na ako makatulog masyado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;eh yung passport mabilis lang ba yun? &lt;em&gt;[i just had to ask this. erick always tell me "hindi pa yan.. matagal pa yan wala pa naman kayong passport eh.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;yun ang hindi ko rin alam...how long that would take &lt;em&gt;[*hint of hope*]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;basta nakagayak na lahat ang papaerworks para sa passports niyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;all lola would have to do is get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;or apply for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;ah ok &lt;em&gt;[flashbacks of erick and i in my head. tears started welling up on my eyes.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;kaya nga yang braces mo iniiisip ko...asikasuhin mo da nitong summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt; pagdating niyo dito...i can't afford to have that done here...napakamahal dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;that is if u really want and need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;are u ready to come over here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;what do you mean ready? &lt;em&gt;[??]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;i mean kung nakagayak na yang kalooban mo? [&lt;em&gt;not about &lt;strong&gt;this.&lt;/strong&gt; please.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;o puso mo? &lt;em&gt;[i know. corny as it sounds. but it struck me hard. i am now officially crying. =,(]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;hmmm.. kailangan dba? [&lt;em&gt;after several minutes of not replying. i finally managed to type these words.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;very good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;alam mo kung kayo talaga...kayo talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;its not going to be that hard really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;sa umpisa of course...u'll miss him a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;pero look in the brighter side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;it would be for for the best na makapunta ka dito...and then kung kayo nga talaga...kapag mag-US citizen ka na...u can petition him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;dito kayo parehong mag-prctice ng nursing niyo...maganda talaga ang kikitain niyo dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kriztal0118 says:&lt;/strong&gt;ok. ma, i don't like to talk about it muna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akae1962 says:&lt;/strong&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we talked about arriane's course, nursing in US, my uncle's family, etc. So I'm sure that mom's not offended with my request not to talk about it first. I just know myself very well now. I know how things are better in the States but I just don't think I can leave my country that easy. In case you don't know, I have a problem with letting go of things with sentimental value.. even receipts of restaurants/fast food chains where Erick and I have been to. &lt;strong&gt;There's so much I'll miss here.&lt;/strong&gt; I know I know she's my mom but she wasn't here, physically here, when I needed her.. during the most crucial years of a human's life, his/her teenage years. Erick was there. My mom left to work in the States when I was 13 years old, before my grade school graduation. It's not like I'm blaming her for not being here with us, I &lt;strong&gt;totally&lt;/strong&gt; understand that. &lt;strong&gt;It's just that no one can ever deny the fact that Erick has always been there for me.. being my boyfriend, my friend, and &lt;em&gt;[oh my God! why haven't I realized this for the past years??]&lt;/em&gt; my parents' substitute!&lt;/strong&gt; We knew each other since I was in 1st year highschool.. but were too shy to talk to each other. We just got involved with each other when I was in 2nd year. Since then, though we had countless problems, he has always been here on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven't seen my dad for years now. The last time I saw him was during arriane's grade school graduation, a year after my mom left. My dad's a very good and kind person. Arriane and I know that the reason why he's not calling up or visitting is that he's too withdrawn and depressed with financial matters. We just can't figure out why does he always think that everytime we see each other, he should give something to us. I mean, &lt;strong&gt;we don't need that&lt;/strong&gt;. He needs it more than we need it. All we ever wanted is to see him. You see, my dad's living with Tita Grace [our stepmom] and Rap-Rap [our little and only brother]. They just live with my dad's family [our lolo and lola and my other uncles and aunts]. They live in a squatter's area in Malinta, Valenzuela besides the &lt;em&gt;riles&lt;/em&gt;. But don't get me wrong, they own their land. It's just that they're surrounded by squatters. My parent's love story had been like one of the fairy tales or teleserye ones. My dad being poor and my mom being an unica hija of a rich family. My lolo [mom's dad] didn't agree about their relationship but they let their love prevail! When my mom passed the CPA exam [my lolo's dream was to see my mom be a successful accountant], she rejected job offers and decided to just settle down with my dad in a convenience store in front of Frisco Market. Yes that's where Arriane and I spent more than half of our life in. Can you imagine us playing in a parlor shop [our right neighbor], in a drugstore [our left neighbor], or in a fruit store [one of our front neighbors]? That was how we spent our childhood days. See? It's really hard to leave all those memories behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that my life had been a blast of different events [my parent's separation, having a stepdad, having a stepmom, my parents' problem with drug addiction, etc.], places [we moved 5 times already] and faces [I've met wonderful as well as terrible people in my life.]. It all happened faster than a blink of an eye. The seventeen years of my life is my own drama, my own &lt;em&gt;teleserye&lt;/em&gt;. It's just that the four years of knowing Erick was the happier portion of my life.. most especially the last 2 years of it [2 years of our loving relationship]. Erick is a BIG, BIG part of my life now. There's no turning back. Our migration to the States is no surprise now but whenever my mom brings up the topic, I always encounter the same, familliar feeling of sadness. All I know is that wherever I'll go, even be it the other side of the world, Erick and I will always find our way back to each other. Whatever happens. &lt;strong&gt;WE KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;. We're soulmates, we're meant to be. We already proved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love you Erick... I'll always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Please don't get angry with me na.. :,( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Tomorrow's Arriane's Prom. Erick and I will drop and pick her up in EDSA Shang tom. We're going to attend Marga's Birthday also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARGA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110883670443188345?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110883670443188345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110883670443188345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110883670443188345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110883670443188345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-love-u-my-baby.html' title='I love u my baby..'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110838901445493868</id><published>2005-02-14T22:49:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:56:21.033+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.. erick gave me this. how sweet.. :) *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VALENTINES DAY&lt;/strong&gt;. :) just the thought of it makes me happy already. well besides that i see my favorite color (red) everywhere, it just seems that love is everywhere. when i entered the campus this afternoon, i was surprised to see different school organizations selling stuffs for valentines day. flowers, chocolates, donuts (yes, donuts.), etc. I saw different girls holding different kinds and sizes of flowers. It was funny how i told rina and marga how i envy those girls 'cause erick isn't really the flower-giving type of guy. It was two years ago since he gave me one. haha. marga helped me find a gift for erick. We found a nice shirt in Guess but I wasn't sure of his size so I decided to text ate shine first. After a few minutes, there's still no beep from my phone. I then decided to text ace about erick's size. He replied "medium lng sya ang alam ko..hapi valentines! ako large...hehe...jokelng...". haha! since the shirt marga and i had chosen was only in 2 sizes &lt;em&gt;na lang&lt;/em&gt;, XL and small, i bought the small one &lt;em&gt;na lang&lt;/em&gt;. The XL's too big he'll look like a hiphop jologs. hahaha! :D when i already bought the shirt, ate shine texted (is there such a word?:p) that erick's size is large. i &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; freaked out at the idea that the  shirt might be &lt;strong&gt;too &lt;/strong&gt;fit for him. So.. i just bought another shirt in folded and hung in Large. He was really thankful for the gifts. And luckily both the shirts fitted and looked good on him. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. that's it for today&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;happy valentines day!&lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110838901445493868?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110838901445493868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110838901445493868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110838901445493868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110838901445493868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/02/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110821999019932409</id><published>2005-02-12T23:02:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:25:20.853+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gateway with my beloved friends. arriane, me, macy, pia, jen, paul, carlo [dayn's bro], and carlo's classmate [oops sorry i forgot his name.:D] hihi. studio pic? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110821999019932409?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110821999019932409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110821999019932409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821999019932409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821999019932409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/02/gateway-with-my-beloved-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110821990590219929</id><published>2005-02-12T23:02:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:10:55.410+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/my%20movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/my%20movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this pic last feb 3 in rob east while waiting for erick. winnie the pooh!!! gonna watch this!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110821990590219929?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110821990590219929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110821990590219929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821990590219929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821990590219929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/02/took-this-pic-last-feb-3-in-rob-east.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110821980185966116</id><published>2005-02-12T23:02:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:15:10.223+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazed. nakakabaliw na mag-aral! haha! shift na ko!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110821980185966116?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110821980185966116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110821980185966116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821980185966116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821980185966116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/02/crazed.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110821948676306916</id><published>2005-02-12T23:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:20:06.006+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/640/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxi, pat, marga, rina, and tatin. :)  this is what you do in biology class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110821948676306916?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110821948676306916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110821948676306916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821948676306916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821948676306916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxi-pat-marga-rina-and-tatin.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110821845798827461</id><published>2005-02-12T22:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:34:34.586+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im feeling kinda sad kasi its saturday tapos 7:20 pa lang nasa bahay na ko. :( weekdays are hell and saturday's the only day i get to spend the whole day with him. well they have a pre-valentines family dinner kasi i had to go home early. i know that we see each other everyday naman but pag weekdays kasi more on school yung focus namin. :( haaay.. how i wish im with him right now. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway nagdate naman kami kanina eh so its okay na rin. errrr.. date ba un?:D haha! We watched Alfie in G4 today. I don't like the ending of the story.. he's just GWAPO [really]! haha! after the movie, we went to U. Summer just really excites me! It's my FAVORITE time of the year! I badly wanted to buy a swim suit na but i was with erick so that wasn't a good idea. talk about &lt;strike&gt;strict&lt;/strike&gt; overprotective boyfriends. but hey, hindi na siya ganon ka-strict ngayon. i usually wear spaghetti straps nowadays [i just love 'em!:p] and di na siya nagrereact. hihi. [sana nga d na magreact] He also doesn't want me to wear above-the-knee skirts.  Oh di ba? Tatay na tatay ang dating. hehe.. love u 'by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait nandiyan na si arriane buksan ko lang yung door namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAY NAAAAAKOO!!! nakakabwisit talaga yan!!! sinuot ba naman niya yung shirt na bigay sakin ni erick nung christmas ng HINDI NAGPAPAALAM!!! nakakainis talaga!!! lagi na lang yan ganyan! BWISIT TALAGA!!! at sinuot pa niya yung sandals ko ng HINDI RIN NAGPAPAALAM!!! eh hello napudpod/close to sira-na na nga yung heels nun nung hiniram nung pinsan ko yun tapos ginamit pa niya!!! ANG KAPAL TALAGA NG MUKHA!!! favorite sandals ko pa naman yun! tapos buong day pa siyang nagpa-ikot2 sa UST eh di sobrang sira-sira na yun!! epal talaga!!! ipapadlock ko na talaga yung cabinet ko! PROMISE!!! bukas na bukas rin!!! BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na talaga ko sa mood. anyway tapusin ko na lang yung mga nangyari today. after U punta kami tower records.. one of erick's favorite places in the world. tapos take-out ako sbarro [my favorite pizza store] tapos take-out si erick sa auntie anne's [his favorite pretzel store]. tapos nun uwi na kami sa antipolo tapos nagpagupit muna siya then hinatid na niya ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panira talaga ng araw!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110821845798827461?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110821845798827461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110821845798827461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821845798827461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110821845798827461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-feeling-kinda-sad-kasi-its-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110683827495085365</id><published>2005-01-27T23:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:04:34.950+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a day. i had tests in all my subjects except PE. haaay.. i so hate biology! bwisit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had dinner with erick, erick's mom, erick's dad, ace, kristi [ace's girlfriend] , ate shine, glenn, and kiara. it's his dad's birthday kasi. kahit na nagparty na last saturday, this one's for the family lang daw. :) it was held at Italiannis in eastwood. Ace gave his dad a black, t-back underwear. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/loversdn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristi and ace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/originallovers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;original lovers. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/dadwd88w8rs2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erick's dad with the waiters and waitresses singing the Happy Birthday Song sabay yung "macho, macho man.." haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/dadwd88w8res.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time with the waitress grinding and doing the otso-otso dance. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110683827495085365?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110683827495085365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110683827495085365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110683827495085365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110683827495085365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110661981068848267</id><published>2005-01-25T10:26:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:05:42.803+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haaay.. so boring.. computer namin ngayon and wala kaming ginagawa. well its better than doing computer projects or exercises. that's what we did kasi the past meetings and its kinda refreshing to be just surfing and surfing the net. but not like most of my classmates, i easily get bored with the internet. nakakasawa na eh. anyway at least its cold.. i can just &lt;strike&gt;sleep&lt;/strike&gt; rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things happened these past few weeks. i had a wonderful new years eve at my cousins house. though arriane was not there to spend it with us, we still had fun. haha. of course that includes the traditional jumping and shouting and blowing of torotots. :D we hadn't got the chance to fire[?] firecrackers cause lahat kami girls and we're afraid enough to even light up a lusis [?]. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classes got harder and harder! i got a really low prelim grade in biology. it breaks my heart everytime i get a low grade. i mean i know i did my best but the unwanted truth is that that wasn't good enough. maybe there's an adjective &lt;strong&gt;better than best. &lt;/strong&gt;there's got to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendships.. *smiles* i just love my friends. i have better, honest-er, thoughtful-er, and much fun-to-be-with- er friends than i ever had in my entire life.. oh and i almost forgot prettier and handsom-er to those adjectives. ;p of course the friends im referring to include my bestfriend and my closest friends in highschool. my point is that i am so happy to find such good friends who can have good clean fun also. im tired of those mapanglait-naninira-ng-ibang-tao type of persons.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to have our youth encounter nga pala soon. i still don't know the location but the past retreats daw kasi were held at antipolo. can you believe it? magtritricycle lang ako nasa retreat house na ko. why does it always have to be in antipolo?:) our duty [which started last friday] are even taking place at antiplolo national high school in cogeo. as in 5 min away lang from erick's house. haha! anyway the good part is if sa antipolo nga yung youth encounter namin, erick can visit me. i heard it would be a 3 days and 2 nights retreat so erick and i will sure miss each other. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i gotta bounce! our computer class' already over. hope i'll have the strength [yuck.. strength] to update my blog again. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110661981068848267?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110661981068848267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110661981068848267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110661981068848267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110661981068848267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2005/01/haaay.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110425240966888440</id><published>2004-12-29T01:50:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T22:53:14.536+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who I was with?&lt;/strong&gt;: Erick, Ate Shine, Kiara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happened this day?&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arriane had gone to quezon city for a vacation till sunday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a fun day with erick, kiara and ate shine &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiara's really cute today &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out that ate bell's going to come back in the Philippines 'for good' again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whereabouts&lt;/strong&gt;: Erick's house, Cardinal Hospital, Burgoo [Greenhills], Greenhills Shoppesville [ate shine bought pastillas], &lt;em&gt;kabila&lt;/em&gt; [my cousin's house, two houses away from ours] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tamad na naman ako magsulat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. anyway, my christmas was great!:D arriane and i did charity as we gave goods to the homeless people around manila. It was done on the midnight of December 23 along with erick, ate shine and PSI's [erick's dad's company] employees. well i was sick by then so i was just inside the car sharing their excitement as arriane and ate shine run toward the homeless people sleeping on the sidewalk, then they will shout "Merry Christmas po!!!" sabay iwan ng goods beside where the unfortunate people sleep then takbo kagad pabalik ng car. haha! that's because you'll get cornered by countless homeless people if you don't run back to the car and go to another area. It was fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone in this house til Sunday.. err.. sure there's lola, em-em and maid but there's a big possibility that I might run out of things to do [alone] and eventually might get bored. I should have gone with Arriane in quezon city but my over-protective boyfriend disapproved of that plan. Oh well, erick's coming over tomorrow. It's more than enough to make me happy. :D New Year's just around the corner! Happy New Year people!!:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110425240966888440?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110425240966888440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110425240966888440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110425240966888440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110425240966888440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/12/who-i-was-with-erick-ate-shine-kiara.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110325130036444428</id><published>2004-12-20T23:29:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:27:00.606+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waaaaaah!!! nakakatamad mag-update!!! argh... i mean marami naman akong pwedeng isulat sobrang nakakatamad lang! well here's a quick recap of what happened these past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lumalabas na tunay na kulay ng iba kong classmates in college [saying bad things about their &lt;strong&gt;own&lt;/strong&gt; friends]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;realized how lucky i am to have my&lt;strong&gt; closest&lt;/strong&gt; friends in college who will never ever say bad things about other people.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had been to all of the malls around the metro for more pre-christmas shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;missed my bestfriend. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had our christmas party last saturday at erika's house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;missed intrams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had cut bio for greenhills [1st time!:D macy kc eh.. haha]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;erick "interviewed" the carolers [without any instruments and were not singing but more like shouting] in their house. haha! the kids didn't know the meaning of Christmas, the difference between Pasko and Mahal na Araw, where Santa Claus lives, where Jesus was born, etc. And yet they're singing bout Christmas.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm.. that's all i can remember.  [forever tamad.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 days before christmas! merry christmas people!:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110325130036444428?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110325130036444428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110325130036444428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110325130036444428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110325130036444428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/12/waaaaaah-nakakatamad-mag-update-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110312266866578288</id><published>2004-12-15T23:00:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T21:04:10.993+06:00</updated><title type='text'>pesky favoritism</title><content type='html'>i had been super busy this week with my prelims and thinking bout gifts. i hadn't got the chance to post this entry which i made last sunday (arriane's birthday). Anyway, I'm still going to post it &lt;em&gt;sayang naman&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/12/04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, Christmas, Christmas.13 days to go!:D Haayy.. I badly want to buy Christmas gifts for friends and family &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt;. I came along with Erick to the fort yesterday. I waited at his car till his class was finished. I slept while listening to the Ford event beside the lot where we were parked. Wave 89.1 hosted the event and it included RC race for kids, showcase of Ford cars, free tune-up for Ford cars and even test drive for new Ford cars. It took Erick an hour to break my torpor. Market market was our next stop. We were supposed to eat lunch there but I saw the Gifts Section so I asked Erick to take a look. I was already planning to buy gifts then but we were in a hurry because it was already 1:30 p.m. by that time. We have to meet his mom &lt;em&gt;kasi&lt;/em&gt; by 3:00 at megamall. So &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(we had a petty fight &lt;em&gt;kaya wala na daw siyang gana kumain&lt;/em&gt;) ate then we went to mega. Erick's phone was lost last Monday during his duty at a squatter's area in Taguig. We were supposed to buy a new phone with his mom. We canvassed phones while waiting for her. It was already 3:45 and yet there's still no shadow of his mom so Erick decided to eat first. We set off to Carl's Jr. till his mom arrived and ate with us. Most of the cell phone stores there only accept cash that’s why we had a hard time finding one who accepts deferred payment. When we already found one, his mom called the bank and found out that crediting's not available till Thursday. Erick and I were really disappointed. I really, REALLY hate favoritism inside the family! You have no idea how they inadvertently show that Ace gets to be the all-time favorite of their family. Ace got to buy his phone the &lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt; day he told his mom to buy him one. &lt;em&gt;Buti sana kung kinikeep niya yung mga binibili sa kanya na&lt;/em&gt; phone &lt;em&gt;eh binebenta din naman niya&lt;/em&gt; after. &lt;em&gt;Tapos ngayon medyo nagrereklamo&lt;/em&gt; mom &lt;em&gt;ni&lt;/em&gt; Erick &lt;em&gt;na mahal daw yung gusto niyang&lt;/em&gt; phone &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;hello?! Hamak mas mahal naman yung&lt;/em&gt; phone &lt;em&gt;na binili ni&lt;/em&gt; Ace. Besides, Erick saw his mom's wallet that day. It had a stack of cash &lt;em&gt;pa nga daw eh&lt;/em&gt;. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is there such a depraved concept of favoritism? Just why can't some parents treat their children one and the same??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110312266866578288?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110312266866578288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110312266866578288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110312266866578288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110312266866578288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/12/pesky-favoritism.html' title='pesky favoritism'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110234191291788860</id><published>2004-12-06T22:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T20:18:48.130+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;punyeta&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;paranoia of boyfriend's killing me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110234191291788860?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110234191291788860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110234191291788860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110234191291788860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110234191291788860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/12/punyeta-paranoia-of-boyfriends-killing.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110223864411974594</id><published>2004-12-05T17:27:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T19:27:43.283+06:00</updated><title type='text'>nursing night</title><content type='html'>intrams started last wednesday. it was held at the marikina sports center. well the xenoliths were doing great so far. though we failed to nail the seniors down on the first game of men's basketball, we victoriously won the men's and women's volleyball as well as some categories on the track and field. i was with macy, jen, pia, karen, artus, &amp; paul the whole day. we did a lot of chatting, laughing, eating, walking, and a little bit more of laughing [paul &lt;em&gt;kasi eh&lt;/em&gt;. haha.:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/Marikina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's pia, jen, macy and me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the typhoons that hit the Philippines, there were no classes last thursday and friday. it was amazing that a lot of people were donating stuffs as well as money to those who were affected by the typhoons [especially for the Quezon victims]. actually i was expecting a lot more of rainfalls, wind, etc. from Yoyong because the news stated that Yoyong would be a serious matter. it was good though that it hadn't conflicted worse damage than the previous storm [i forgot the name]. it was funny though how erick described the latter as 'supot'. haha!:P arriane was becoming more and more a humanitarian! [yeah right.] when i got home last tuesday, i was surprised to see mountains of clothes on the hallway! when i scanned the clothes, &lt;strike&gt;its as though arriane's planning to give away all my clothes!&lt;/strike&gt; i saw a handful which i still use and even some which are my favorite &lt;em&gt;pambahays&lt;/em&gt;! too much of a humanitarian i must say. :D i mean she should have consulted me first. she said its part of the program of the student council for the home for the aged and &lt;em&gt;bahay ampunan&lt;/em&gt;. she said that she's going to suggest to divide the donations to three and include the Quezon victims on the list. erick stayed last thursday and friday here at our house. arriane and erick played Dark Alliance for the said 2 days.. ugh. while they were enjoying on what they were doing, i was also enjoying on what i was doing. i cooked two new cuisines.. haha. well, at least for me they were new. i cooked beef terriyaki [with weird ingredients] and shrimp tempura. hehe.. &lt;em&gt;ang babaw&lt;/em&gt;. it was yummy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was nursing night. we had mr. and ms. nursing pageant. the talent portion of the scyons, archangels, and phenomena men were really funny! the audience went wild laughing and screaming. the second year guy's my favorite. he had an interpretative dance like tarzan using modern music. his back-up guy dancers were funny as well. hehe.. there also had been awesome performances by kitchie nadal, spongecola and akafellas. karen's a good friend of spongecola guys &lt;em&gt;pala. &lt;/em&gt;she's from ateneo for 2 years and a sem taking up biology when she realized she it's more practical to take up nursing. so there. she wanted to talk to yael &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt; that's why the eight of us waited beside his car and the van of their band. she introduced us to the other bandmates. my goodness, girls were drooling over yael! &lt;em&gt;tsk tsk, kawawa naman.&lt;/em&gt; haha. a friend of a friend even told karen, "&lt;em&gt;karen, friends na rin tayo ha!:D&lt;/em&gt;" haha. it was really funny. by the time yael got to his car he was on a rush &lt;em&gt;na &lt;/em&gt;because they still have a show in LSGH &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt;. it was funny though how pia kidded around by acting like an obsessed fan with matching &lt;em&gt;himas &lt;/em&gt;on karen's cheeks [because of the quick &lt;em&gt;beso-beso&lt;/em&gt; goodbye with yael]. i honestly am ignorant about filipino bands. haha. yael's the only one i know from that band and yet i can't remember his face. hihi. all i know is that their music's cool.. i think that's good enough. :D with jen, pia, macy, paul, karen, arriane and artus, we ate at a carinderia specializing in barbecue [&lt;em&gt;Ihawan ni Vivs&lt;/em&gt;] in front of RM for dinner. ate two orders of rice. haha. when we got back to RM, jen introduced us to jun [his 'friend'] and, to arriane's and my surprise, jun's friend jorel who happens to be a guy along with his friends who asked arriane's number way back before in a mall. small world huh?:D i can still remember when arriane told me about that incident at metro east describing the guy as &lt;em&gt;maputi, matangakad, and hindi mukhang jologs&lt;/em&gt;. haha! she also said that they look like basketball players. it was just last night when we discovered that jun and jorel are from the UE Red Warriors &lt;em&gt;pala.&lt;/em&gt; she also said before that the one who asked her number was a tall, dark man who said that jorel's too shy to ask and [dark man] just pointed to jorel outside the music store [where arriane and nikhola hurriedly went inside to because they noticed a bunch of guys following them]. the funny part is that that guy could have been canaleta. haha. he's a good player all right but i find his appearance funny. hehe.. &lt;em&gt;ang sama&lt;/em&gt;. don't get me wrong, i am &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; red warriors fan but a full-pledged blue eagles fanatic. arriane was kinda young then but they assumed that she's a colege student na. A common misconception. anyway, erick picked us up at around 9:30. G4 was our next stop. we watched national treasure. it was okay. it resembles some thoughts of the da vinci code though when these 2 are to be compared, national treasure's just 3 chapters of da vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's sunday and i missed church again. hate myself for that. i'm just going to finish my assignment in Philo. it's so looooong.. bad prof. erick's still not texting. there's nothing from my cel the whole day. i have this strange feeling that he's angry with me again. i don't know why. he's always angry. &lt;em&gt;haay.. lablayp nga naman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's enough for today. mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110223864411974594?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110223864411974594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110223864411974594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110223864411974594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110223864411974594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/12/nursing-night.html' title='nursing night'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110174279001904032</id><published>2004-11-29T23:42:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T19:45:31.256+06:00</updated><title type='text'>em's special day</title><content type='html'>finally. ginanahan din akong magupdate. hihi. last week was all about school, school, and school. [yeah right. haha.] tests, long assignments, recitations, and reports hit like one big slap on my face. im glad i passed those days. last thursday, the day when the jeepney drivers had a strike, we had no classes. yay for us! spent the day with rina, marga and erick. we watched alexander; my treat. :D i told them treat ko na kasi hindi ko naman sila natreat nung birthday ko eh. :D better late than never right? about the movie? &lt;strong&gt;no comment&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. see for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past few days erick's worst illness attacked.. jealousy. he acted hysterical! he was and is still jealous of artus. can you believe? obviously he can't distinguish &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;more than friends&lt;/strong&gt;. even though he hasn't met artus yet, he has no point of being jealous of him. he always goes like "ano? magkikita na naman kayo ng lalaki mo?" haha! nagiging paranoid na naman si 'by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with him the whole day saturday. since his class was only for an hour, i waited for him at market market na lang. i went around with a stern goal of finding a nice pair of Chucks. too bad i hadn't succeeded with my mission. it’s just not the place for that. my goodness, i have been craving for Chucks for quite some time now. i should really satisfy that craving don’t you think? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday the whole day was for Dan Brown. Finally ginanahan na rin akong simulan yung Da Vinci Code. i should have read that matagal na but i didn’t want to start reading it coz i know i’ll have a hard time putting it down. i know cuz that’s what happened when i read angels and demons way before pa. well, like the first book, its extremely attention-grabbing. the whole day wasn’t enough for me to finish the whole book though. i had to extend my imaginary journey to Paris and London to its second day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday. it’s a holiday as we all know but what’s more important is that it’s Em’s birthday today!:D she just turned seven now. we had a small dinner here with my cousins, erick and ate trish [kuya gie’s beloved].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/khixtal/bdayem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. nakakatawa talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[more pics to come! kuya gie: send mo na ok?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110174279001904032?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110174279001904032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110174279001904032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110174279001904032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110174279001904032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/11/ems-special-day.html' title='em&apos;s special day'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110102853952885286</id><published>2004-11-20T23:13:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T20:17:04.666+06:00</updated><title type='text'>shopaholic</title><content type='html'>SHOPPING! that's what i did the whole day. it was fun yet tiring. arriane and i went to my school first for the evaluation of teachers. after that, macy came along with us to eat lunch. then arriane and i set off to the mall. we met up with erick and maynard. erick was really frustrating.. argh. he was scowling and grumbling the whole time. i told him many times before that whenever i want to shop, he &lt;strong&gt;should not&lt;/strong&gt; go with me. we know how women &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; get tired of walking and walking around the mall. and we also know how men &lt;strong&gt;easily&lt;/strong&gt; get tired and irritated by that. well maybe not all men but most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed at erick's house for a mere 3 hours. arriane and i just played text twist there. ;p erick and ace were busy playing PS2. he's at alvin's house by the way.. it's alvin's birthday!:p i would have not let him go but he promised that they will be all guys there. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 different parties that are currently happening here on our street. arriane and i can hear the thumping music that's been playing. you know what they say that november's the month with the most birthdays. :D it's true! it seems like everybody's out partying tonight. we envy them. haha. :D miss gimmicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's gonna be full of quizzes and recitations. too bad. i'm looking forward to our Nursing Night on friday and intrams next, next week. yay! there will be no classes during those days. but for now, studying is essentially needed. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, shopping really is good for the soul. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110102853952885286?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110102853952885286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110102853952885286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110102853952885286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110102853952885286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/11/shopaholic.html' title='shopaholic'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110053589662161334</id><published>2004-11-15T01:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T20:22:03.223+06:00</updated><title type='text'>movie + driving = fun!</title><content type='html'>just got home from greenbelt with arriane and erick. watched after the sunset. i find this movie really good.. i mean i really enjoyed it. it’s really funny. hehe.. i practiced driving also but it was just for a while. i drove from taktak to the memorial park in sumulong highway. arriane and erick told me they were freezing the whole time i was driving. haha.. hey, i wouldn’t let our car go off the cliff naman no. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. what else happened.. after we bought our tickets we still had an hour to spend. well that was used up in timezone and music one.:D okay i have to sleep now. i have 4 ½ hours of sleep left. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110053589662161334?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110053589662161334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110053589662161334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110053589662161334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110053589662161334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/11/movie-driving-fun.html' title='movie + driving = fun!'/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-110036907154675015</id><published>2004-11-14T02:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T09:21:28.516+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;second sem's fine with me na. even though my sched's better last sem, i'm adjusting pretty good on it. :D we also have new classmates. last friday macy, artus [new classmate from UST], and I ate at wendy's. here's a pic.. too bad artus' in the restroom by the time we took this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/Image(10).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there were a lot of things that happened these past few weeks. well the worst was.. i &lt;strike&gt;crashed&lt;/strike&gt; bumped erick's car on the [luckily] gutter. haha. i was really scared to death.. you have no idea how he loves his car. -_- he was like.. "shit! baba! baba!!" haha. i was crying at the car on our way home [their house]. we were at shell marcos at that time kc i was telling him then how my driving lessons went good. ciempre he got jealous cuz he always wanted to be the one to teach me how to drive. eh lola kept on insisting na i take &lt;strong&gt;formal&lt;/strong&gt; driving lessons. so there.. back to my story.. i was telling him that we practiced parking on that day. he was like "o cge nga park mo nga to dun." his car's automatic and it was my 1st time to drive an automatic car. when it's already near the gutter, i stepped on the gas instead of the break! haha. then yun na. he told his mom that a big rock was on the middle of the road that's why his bumper was broken. take note, it's literally broken. as in nahati sa gitna yung bumper niya. :D oh well.. after we brought his car to the bumper-fixer he started to make lambing na. hihi. back to normal. :D my driving lessons ended a while ago. my instructor said he likes the way i drive. but i'm a little kaskasera daw. tsaka sometimes namamatayan pa ko eh. i need more practice.. but my evaluation's good naman eh. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. spent my day [as usual] at erick's house. kiara's really cute today.. take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/2342/320/Image(09).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played Halo with him. ace picked arriane up at sakura then she stayed for a while before we left. kainggit cuz ate shine, glenn, ace and erick were going to watch the last full show of something [forgot the movie]. unfortunately arriane and i couldn't go because of curfew. besides, d naman kami nakapagpaalam eh. :D oh well.. they ended up staying at starbucks. the movie house's full na daw kc. then he's going with ace to their favorite pastime. hmp. he's going home late again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think this is enough for now. ciao!;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-110036907154675015?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/110036907154675015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=110036907154675015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110036907154675015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/110036907154675015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/11/second-sems-fine-with-me-na.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873070.post-109880951528517964</id><published>2004-10-27T00:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T22:51:55.286+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sem break's kinda boring for me! I mean I don't have anything to do at all. well.. except for &lt;strong&gt;eating&lt;/strong&gt;. :D haha. I might as well try this blogging thing. ;p maybe it'll make me more productive!:D err.. maybe not. oh well.. better than being a couch potato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8873070-109880951528517964?l=khixtal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/feeds/109880951528517964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8873070&amp;postID=109880951528517964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/109880951528517964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8873070/posts/default/109880951528517964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khixtal.blogspot.com/2004/10/sem-breaks-kinda-boring-for-me-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>ktaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01003067555373605405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
