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<description>&#x3C;i&#x3E;la vie est belle:)&#x3C;/i&#x3E; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;live and love life... even the shiiit that comes with it.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;My life is like a sailing ship, and my Maker is the rudder..&#x3C;br&#x3E;I can do all things through Christ Who gives me strength.. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;oh yeah!:D i love &#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;u&#x3E;myself&#x3C;/u&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;. i love the people around me. &#x3C;i&#x3E;i &#x3C;b&#x3E;LOVE&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;my Maker. love being free.&#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; i love my life.&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;  
&#x3C;/i&#x3E;WELCOME TO MY &#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;i&#x3E;NARCISSISTIC&#x3C;/i&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E; WORLD...</description>
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<title>Dear God</title>
<description>Lord,&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;why do i feel empty in my deepest depths?&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;why do i feel like crying, giving away tears?&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;i cannot explain myself again.&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;Lift me up, Lord.&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;I know that things work for the good of those who love You.&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;sustain me...&#x3C;br /=&#x22;&#x22;&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 1 Jul 2008 21:37:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>random thought (insert number here)</title>
<description> &#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignleft&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.miday.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGdJUgoKCDwAABDQQGQ1/a_pacquiao_275.jpg?et=0Yg2UdVxn7xmqVPfPz8%2BcQ&#x26;#x26;nmid=0&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-style: italic;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x22;why does the world stop every time this man is in the ring?&#x22;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;t&#x3C;font size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;oday, he bagged another title. buckets of money go along with it. he made the &#x22;Filipinos proud&#x22; then again. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;i know i should feel the same. share the joy whatsoever. well, yeah, he made a mark for our country. so what? marami pa rin naman ang nagugutom. walang trabaho. tumataas pa rin ang gasolina. kurakot pa rin ang gobyerno...&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;congrats, PACMAN. &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-style: italic;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 20:34:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>random thought (insert number here)</title>
<description>do you equate someone to the things you give him or her? &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x22;the value of x is &#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;
&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;directly proportional&#x3C;/font&#x3E; to the value of the things we give them...&#x22;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;is it a fact or a fiction? &#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;an open-ended thought shared to the rest of the world...&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 1 Jun 2008 09:26:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>YOU&#x27;RE NEVER TOO OLD...</title>
<description>1st of May, 2008.
Mito&#x27;s 1st birthday at Storyland:)

it was cool that our dear nephew shared this special day with selected kids from SOS, an orphanage in Alabang. Good times shared with a good heart. 

we were so psyched! jam-packed kiddie party:P
can&#x27;t wait to take the rides at Storyland...
it&#x27;s been a decade (or so) since our last visit.
&#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x22;you&#x27;re never too old...&#x22;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;

we went wild(?) with the rides.
&#x3C;i&#x3E;patulan na lahat ng pwede&#x3C;/i&#x3E;

i love it! i love mito! i love my cousins!
i love mi familia aguila:)

creds: photos by lai. 
&#x3C;b&#x3E;(i wonder when the eaglets would upload theirs.. earth to pampy and/or ram.. haha!)&#x3C;/b&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 06:48:24 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>SERENDIPITOUS</title>
<description>one fine saturday. 
lai texted tekie: &#x22;san ka?&#x22;
&#x3C;i&#x3E;taddah&#x3C;/i&#x3E;. surprised to find out that we were all hanging at the south area.

&#x3C;i&#x3E;ayos libreng sakay pag-uwi, diba lai?.&#x3C;/i&#x3E;
decided to grab some foodie on our way home. 
&#x22;in memory of espanya...&#x22;

i love spontaneity.
serendipitous pa diba?
yipeee. 

creds: thanks for the snaps, lai.</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 06:30:56 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>simple pero rock! ^^</title>
<description>&#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;


&#x3C;br /&#x3E;something for a post celebration.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;04.13.2008&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;my parents were out for FOUR full days.&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;THEY turned 25 last April 10th:)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;and went away for their silver wedding anniversary... &#x3C;br /&#x3E;(yes, it was great of them to leave their fab daughters behind:/)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;so we conspired and gave them a hefty surprise.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;well, it wasn&#x27;t &#x22;GRAND&#x22;. &#x3C;i style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;but we&#x27;re pretty sure it did rock our parents&#x27; worlds.&#x3C;/i&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;i&#x3E;a challenge.&#x3C;/i&#x3E; we tried to cook something up on a budget. literally.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;worked with tons of creativity. EFFORT. and a whole lotta teamwork.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;prepped a 5-course meal. from scratch. yup, from appetizers all the way to dessert!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;twas a first for us three, and i tell you... it was hard to work in the kitchen with the three of us around (we almost fought and all. haha).&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;thank God everything came out smoothly. SUCCESS! :)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;(tough luck, my cam broke down during THE day, so much for documentation)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;every bead of sweat and every ounce of effort paid off.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;our parents didn&#x27;t realize we could do something like this. my mom didn&#x27;t think we could cook this wel...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 21:54:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>twenny-ish.</title>
<description>  &#x3C;a href=&#x22;/photos/hi-res/upload/R-JkkgoKCDwAAAQ3RSQ1&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignright&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.miday.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-JkkgoKCDwAAAQ3RSQ1/PC230168edit.jpg?et=s20FNacpY4S2M8G3%2BCdtAA&#x26;amp;nmid=&#x26;amp;nmid=89135840&#x26;amp;nmid=89135840&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;one. two. three. &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;TWENNY-four&#x3C;/font&#x3E;.&#x3C;br&#x3E;yup, tis the day i turned the big two-four.&#x3C;br&#x3E;eew-eth. (blurting that for the nth time)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;call me weird, but i&#x27;ve always been in denial. i hate adding a year to my age. i can&#x27;t suck the fact that i&#x27;m a year older. (&#x27;cos it doesn&#x27;t necessarily mean that i&#x27;m wiser... just kidding!)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;basta, i&#x27;m just weird this way. and it&#x27;d take some time before i finally acknowledge that i am 24. bente quatro. 2-4. 24. twenty-four. 24. (only to realize that the year&#x27;s over. haha.) honestly, i don&#x27;t feel that i am anywhere in my 20&#x27;s. isip-bata? hmm. child-like pwede pa. should i start acting my age? depends.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;come on, kaka-birthday ko pa lang diba? haha. so pagbigyan niyo nako... BUT i hope you&#x27;d keep an open mind before your temperatures rise on me...&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;i&#x27;m grateful for such a day&#x3C;/font&#x3E;. i&#x27;m thankful that God gave me another year to live and experience. i feel so blessed, having a bunch of people remember the 1st of APRIL. other it being april fools&#x27;.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;mababaw lang akong tao. i&#x27;m easy t...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 1 Apr 2008 16:34:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>THIS IS SO HIGH SCHOOL: CYMA ET CETERA</title>
<description>28 March 2008
&#x22;This is so highschool&#x22; Friday.

Textbrig here and there, gathered everyone we could. 
Loula&#x27;s back in town. :) &#x3C;i&#x3E;kaya dapat mag-meet?&#x3C;/i&#x3E;

Decided to meet at 7ish, Starbucks - Greenbelt 3.
&#x3C;b&#x3E;Thanks for friends who always come on time.&#x3C;/b&#x3E;(pun intended)
Rehashed the plan.
Mitchie met us at Powerbooks. Lolled awhile. Jan D came, he was waiting at Sbx. Great diba?!? Everyone else followed. 
(Hmm.. someone brought someone along pa...hmmm.)

8ish. waiting outside Cyma to be seated. Hmmm. &#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x22;Good for 10 please.&#x22;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;
&#x3C;b&#x3E;Let&#x27;s go Greek (pronounced &#x22;grik&#x22;) this time...&#x3C;/b&#x3E;
Rules for the night:
(1) Partner-partner daw sa pilian. 
(2) And take note, walang gayahan ng order...
(hmmm. i wonder who broke rule # 2?!? tsk tsk.)
(3) BAWAL ANTUKIN, HENCE, BAWAL MATULOG!

Late night dinner. endless chikahan. flashback on fun highschool memories.
Requisite coffee or tea time. Naudlot na game - deal or no deal at timezone.
Jamie, the motormouth... umaarangkada sa kwentuhan. 
Si Madi, super tah...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 05:31:48 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>ANOTHER DAY OF PRODUCTIVE ENTROPY (WTF?!?)</title>
<description>familia aguila&#x27;s &#x3C;b&#x3E;official&#x3C;/b&#x3E; bum club.
took this day for a spin. 
ooohh, i heart spontaneity. wink wink!

thanks to lai&#x27;s &#x3C;i&#x3E;ahemm-ahemm&#x3C;/i&#x3E; fantastic driving skills, we got to the nearest &#x22;mall&#x22; in one piece. 

tagged along with her to run this bitsy errand. we were such rascals, trippin&#x27; on everything we saw and stuff. had so much fun at the supermart:) &#x3C;i&#x3E;sobrang saya, na nagutom sila...&#x3C;/i&#x3E; ended up having &#x22;real&#x22; food for merienda. cheapthrill is supreme! :)

bummed about coming home. bulb of idea sparked. decided to &#x22;dance till we drop&#x22; (dead) doing hiphop abs. gnarly, we forgot to take snaps of it. watched &#x22;futbol&#x22; while lounging at lai&#x27;s. i love house-hopping:)

i heart summer. i heart bumhood (for now). 
keep it coming! activities = lurve :D

disclaimer: i couldn&#x27;t barely move. i almost died from dancing. but i&#x27;m gonna rest my eyes teeming with happiness. i love my family and the simple things we always do. thank You, Lord. i&#x27;m so blessed</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 16:16:54 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>C&#x27;EST LA VIE: fifteen days and counting...</title>
<description>   &#x3C;a href=&#x22;/photos/hi-res/upload/R@fT8QoKCDwAAFbENko1&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-style: italic;&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;Bum&#x3C;/font&#x3E;-ber days and beyond...&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://miday.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R@fT8QoKCDwAAFbENko1&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignleft&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.miday.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@fT8QoKCDwAAFbENko1/P3230039e.JPG?et=Fpd6AdRtrCfPlGzDkdpOjg&#x26;amp;nmid=&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;this is the life. for now. &#x3C;br&#x3E;i&#x27;m spending my 15th day or about a couple of weeks++ of bumhood. &#x3C;br&#x3E;(FYI: got out of work last March 9th.)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;yup, i said bye-bye to my hectic days at work, been at it for 2 years and plus plus months. and &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;HELLLOOO &#x3C;/font&#x3E;to infinite hours of sleep. maxing my waking hours... &#x22;productively&#x22;. how? hmmm. (1) by turning my brain into mush: spending endless hours on dvd marathon, and/or (2) catching up with series i&#x27;ve missed, alternating it with (3) meaningful time spent by hitting the books for my &#x22;literary&#x22; thirst. AND IF THAT&#x27;S NOT ENOUGH. i&#x27;ve pretty much (4) &#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-style: italic;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;ate&#x3C;/font&#x3E; to my heart&#x27;s content. (hello, weight gain?!? ohgahd, no!).... so much for &#x22;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;reflecting-slash-soul-searching&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x22; right there. yes, i so know what&#x27;s running in your silly minds. i would definitely get my act together. just give me this month-long indulgence to keep my sanity. i&#x27;m sure you&#x27;d say, &#x3C;font size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;&#x22;she definitely needs this breather&#x22;&#x3C;/font&#x3E; if you know what i&#x27;ve been through. (overworked is an unde...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 16:03:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>wanderlust. </title>
<description>    &#x3C;a href=&#x22;/photos/hi-res/185/94&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignleft&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.miday.multiply.com/image/6/photos/185/300x300/94/25pukabeach.JPG13.JPG?et=JVQpD9bKpvn6l,r6iZ9fyg&#x26;amp;nmid=86993714&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;consider myself a traveler...&#x3C;br&#x3E;yes, i know i haven&#x27;t fulfilled much on trailing the world. but i&#x27;ve had a handful of experiences as reference. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;i thirst for interaction. &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;and i don&#x27;t mean, mainstreaming. &#x3C;br&#x3E;i search for something simpler yet more meaningful. and in a sense, enriching. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x22;a true traveler is defined by connections made... knowing the place beyond the surface. being one with the culture... even for just a day.&#x22;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;... i yearn to traverse the world with soul.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 19:42:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>HEPA DAY (ate kins&#x27; side of the story)</title>
<description>29th December 2007.
hepa day (so to speak)

after eons of waiting.
my dear cousin, ica, finally uploaded their side of the story.
i love the palette feature of her canon digicam (envious:/)

meet the eagles.
and our narcissistic tendencies.</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 16:10:51 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>SUMMER KICKS IN (snippets c/o cres ^^)</title>
<description>14-16.march 2008
boracay island, aklan

virginal experience for me and my sisters.
rowie&#x27;s second.
and the tagles&#x27; umpteenth visit to the powdery white shores...
our first take at traveling (minus the folks).

laidback things done..
a fun take. summer kicks in.

i love living this &#x22;liberating&#x22; life.
bum-ber days... here i</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 15:17:10 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>SUMMER KICKS IN. (snippets c/o cher ^^)</title>
<description>14th of march. 
sunny sunny friday. 
the day we arrived at boracay. 

virginal experience for me and my sisters.
rowie&#x27;s second.
and the tagles&#x27; umpteenth visit to the powdery white shores...
our first take at traveling (minus the folks).

laidback things done on day one. 
most of her snaps where blended with mine. in the succeeding albums. 
a fun take. summer kicks in. 

i love living this &#x22;liberating&#x22; life. 
bum-ber days... here i</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 08:26:52 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>SISTER FUN UNDER THE SUN (jour une)</title>
<description>14-16.march 2008.
boracay island, aklan.
the arrival.

long-planned trip. i thought i can never join in.
thank God for sudden turn of events :)
celebrating &#x22;liberation&#x22; a few days. out of work.
traveling with my sisters (minus our folks) after x number of years.

pretty fun experience. 
tons of retail therapy. i heart shopping. most definitely.
spur-of-the-moment &#x22;trekking&#x22; and getting &#x22;dressed&#x22; for it.
riding the sails. the paraw style. watch the sunset by the sea.
business opportunities for a friend. hmmm. pretty neat idea right there.
mingling with some locals. small talk goes a long long way.

day one was about life &#x3C;I&#x3E;by the beach.&#x3C;/I&#x3E;
anything and everything that happens in</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 07:35:44 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>SISTER FUN UNDER THE SUN (jour trois)</title>
<description>14-16.march 2008
boracay island, aklan.
bye-bye to beach life. 

talk about short-lived vacay.
three days. gone that fast?
hmmm. if it weren&#x27;t for day two&#x27;s grueling but fun activities.
all i have of bora&#x27;s memory would be about shopping and nothing more.

and yes, if it weren&#x27;t enough. spent my last few hours still doing that. 
hmmm. i heart it soo much even if it meant denting my finances. bleh. 
tough luck. i had to leave a couple of hours earlier just so i could catch the 3pm flight. soo much unfinished business. :/

i vowed to be back.

and i&#x27;m definitely seeing those starking white shores and the natives&#x27; sunny smiles again. the question is when... 

thank God for the experience. though virginal and all that. 
i know i&#x27;ve been to better beaches. but &#x22;meeting&#x22; bora in a different light was a good take at traveling. it was a bit curt that&#x27;s all. &#x3C;b&#x3E;i sooo wanna go back&#x3C;/b&#x3E; (had i already said that???)

first shot at traveling with my sisters, and close family friends. ...</description>
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<description>14-16. march 2008.
boracay island, aklan
the oh-so-strenuous day. 

talk about jampacked!!!
think of every water activity possible and cram it in just one day.
yup, that&#x27;s what you call &#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;i&#x3E;tripping&#x3C;/i&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;. from sun up to sundown. 
talk about maximum human strength. and we are so cut out for it huh? 

island hopping. snorkeling made more challenging, thanks for the big waves. 
spelunking in a sense. &#x27;cos we visited &#x22;caves&#x22;. would&#x27;ve been fun taking a dip there if it weren&#x27;t for the intimidating current. thanks to the strong winds. 

foodfest. seafoodfest for lunch. thanks to manong jun, the banker(o) turned cook:)
squishing calamansi for handwashing. taking our trip back to the main island.  
bananaboat for free, taking it a stride longer than usual. thanks for cres&#x27; connections. 

couldn&#x27;t head to puka beach by boat. so much for the strong winds, humongous waves. took the trike to complete the adventure. 
puka beach was a personal favorite ^^ conversing with a local kid was so e...</description>
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<title>... THE LAST DROP</title>
<description>THE LAST DROP (HANGGANG SA HULING PATAK)
03-09.March.2008

snippets of my &#x3C;i&#x3E;then&#x3C;/i&#x3E;life.
two years and plus plus months back, i was a naive &#x22;girl&#x22;, fresh from college... determined to go out and take the world.

with little life experience, a glimmer of hope, and a bagful of courage,
i packed myself to take a worthy adventure at faraway land.

tipping points. emotional roller coaster. exhilarating work exposure. 
countless bonds of friendship. good ones and sucky bits.
insurmountable realizations. that made life worth living. 
being more appreciative over things often taken for granted.

the whole stretch, both a rewarding and humbling experience.
i&#x27;m thankful for going through such a phase in my life. it made me better (so to speak).

instead of being sucked into the drama-sphere.
we decided to spend my last night with a blast.
i sure did have fun... &#x3C;i&#x3E;cheap thrills.. sobrang winner&#x3C;/i&#x3E;

creds: 
i&#x27;d like to thank my manager, pumski... and my colleagues, kuya roy, margie and...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 15:53:02 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>i choose to live this way...</title>
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<description>02.08-11.08
&#x3C;b&#x3E;(mis)adventures with &#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://booray.multiply.com/&#x22;&#x3E;sandee,&#x3C;/a&#x3E; my travel buddy&#x3C;/b&#x3E;

the litany:
&#x3C;b&#x3E;twas raining hard.&#x3C;/b&#x3E; 
we hurriedly took the shuttle from faraway land to tacloban.
(almost missed any possible trip to ormoc :/)
&#x3C;b&#x3E;standing&#x3C;/b&#x3E; for about 2-hours in the bus ride from tacloban to ormoc.
taking the 5-hour ferry ride from ormoc to cebu. &#x3C;b&#x3E;on economy&#x3C;/b&#x3E;
thank God for a fab room at the inn... &#x3C;b&#x3E;with &#x22;panoramic view&#x22;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;

&#x3C;b&#x3E;weekend breather.&#x3C;/b&#x3E; 
bummed around the city. we were such mallrats. 
window shopping. did some actual purchases. ate to our heart&#x27;s content.
tambay sa gabi. bar hopping (?). chilling at cafes. 
we missed our mean-guy, johnny d! &#x22;it&#x27;s sooo good to see him again&#x3E;:D&#x3C;&#x22;
&#x3C;i&#x3E;ayaw na naming bumalik sa FL...&#x3C;/i&#x3E; (twas a quick weekend indeed...)

back to the litany:
tough luck, just as we decided to take the business suite, the only &#x22;accommodation&#x22; available was the &#x3C;b&#x3E;sitting room&#x3C;/b&#x3E;.
imagine, we had to &#x3C;b&#x3E;sit through the whole 5-hour boat ride.&#x3C;/b&#x3E;
we slept &#x3C;b&#x3E;leaning onto cafe tables&#x3C;/b&#x3E;. waking with a &#x3C;b&#x3E;stiff neck&#x3C;/b&#x3E;.
and to...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 02:43:38 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>NARCISSE: &#x22;CAN YOU JUST CUT IT?!?&#x22;</title>
<description>02.16.08
rainy saturday. 

i was dead bored so i dragged my good friend, chaddy, to visit the local salon. 
i&#x27;ve decided to chop my hair (coz i&#x27;m starting to like it short).

so i sat there. told our stylist friend, &#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x22;can you just cut it?&#x22;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;
then she did! (she knew what to do, and didn&#x27;t feel the need to even consult me)
she had the liberty to &#x3C;b&#x3E;deliberately cut&#x3C;/b&#x3E; a huge amount of hair off my head.

i can&#x27;t help but smile. coz i feel so relieved. 
i&#x27;m loving the low maintenance &#x27;do.
yipeeeee. 
&#x3C;b&#x3E;go ahead, share your piece!&#x3C;/b&#x3E;

funny story: 
people at work saw me. 
they thought i did the hair out of inspiration from that &#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://www.coffee-prince.com/&#x22;&#x3E;K-drama&#x3C;/a&#x3E; we&#x27;re loving:)
plus, they can&#x27;t help but shout, &#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x22;POGI!&#x22;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E; whenever they see me lurking. &#x3C;i&#x3E;manager ko ang may pakana. tsk tsk.&#x3C;/i&#x3E;

o.O
well, i didn&#x27;t do this out of fanaticism.
i&#x27;m giddy. first time bliss:)

disclaimer: forgive me, narcisse is back in the game. oh yeah, those are snippets of my &#x22;shack&#x22; here at faraway</description>
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<title>&#x22;can you just cut it?&#x22;</title>
<description>&#x3C;p class=&#x22;MsoNormal&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://s4.photobucket.com/albums/y135/midsy/?action=view&#x26;amp;amp;current=cutit.jpg&#x22; target=&#x22;_blank&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img style=&#x22;width: 451px; height: 338px;&#x22; src=&#x22;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y135/midsy/cutit.jpg&#x22; alt=&#x22;Photobucket&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;  When you decide on something, do it. (with eyes shut!)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I&#x27;ve never gone this far. And it&#x27;s liberating...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;think: (me) skipping giddily on the mountaintop :)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I&#x27;m loving the new me.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;(so totoy-ish ^.^)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Do you love it too? (go ahead. say it!)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Creds: Thanks to Ate Carl for doing me this fabulous bob. :)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 20:56:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>washed out</title>
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<title>i&#x27;m taking it back :|</title>
<description>       when it rains, it pours...&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;i remember ranting about the ceaseless rains we&#x27;ve had here at faraway land.&#x3C;br&#x3E;(and how it turned out that i ate a meager meal because of it... &#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://miday.multiply.com/journal/item/145/&#x22;&#x3E;review feb 15 blog&#x3C;/a&#x3E;)&#x3C;br&#x3E;it was rude of me to have said that. sheer apathy. how insensitive of me. :(&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;weekend passed and i began grasping information on damages caused by the week-long rain.&#x3C;br&#x3E;thousands were affected. houses shoved by the riverflow, straight out to sea. countless were homeless. all they have left is their mere lives. ricefields turned into seabed as rivers swelled. &#x3C;br&#x3E;i saw some of with my own eyes, the devastation was spine-tingling. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;and there i was ranting about wet feet, soaked in flood. dripping ceiling turning my foam into waterbed, while some are out there in the cold, with nothing to eat, heck, they don&#x27;t even have homes anymore.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;how could i be so shallow. and selfish. my demeanor was saddening.&#x3C;br&#x3E;so i&#x27;m taking every awful word i said. i should have known better.&#x3C;br&#x3E;        &#x3C;p class=&#x22;MsoNormal&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;Plan&#x22; size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;FYI. click on the stories below&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p class=&#x22;MsoNormal&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;Plan&#x22; size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;This on...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 13:49:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>in the limelight(?)</title>
<description> Work has given me countless novel experiences.&#x3C;br&#x3E;Apart from traveling and meeting new people, which i really loved:)&#x3C;br&#x3E;The dynamic work environment has somehow helped me grow more, and equipped the far-reaches of my personhood (hmmm. anong connect?)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Life is sweet. Why? Our group at faraway land got tapped for a momentous event with our Swede counterpart.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;click on if you fancy more info-&#x26;gt; &#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://www.faddergalan.se/2007/Start/&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;Faddergalan 10ar: Plan Sweden&#x27;s 10th Year Anniversary Gala.&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;(December 2, 2007)&#x3C;br&#x3E;Yup, it was their tenth-year anniversary gala. And they did a four-hour show to spur more Swede sponsors. It was a simultaneous feature telecast on Uganda and the Philippines.&#x3C;br&#x3E;It was a cinematic take showing nighttime at Uganda and daybreak here in our country, particularly at the eastern most tip... Eastern Samar.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;If life could be sweeter...&#x3C;br&#x3E;The producer approached me and asked if they could do me an interview.&#x3C;br&#x3E;Well, my eyes almost popped in disbelief -&#x26;gt; o.O&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Imagine, sitting there right infront of the camera (there were about three...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 02:43:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>go away :/</title>
<description>mood: downtrodden.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;it&#x27;s been raining nonstop for three days now.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;i&#x27;ve always been a lover of the rain. its pitter patter on the tin roof.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;the smell of the surroundings. cold wind that send shivers.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;the feeling that i&#x27;d want to sleep in. sleep through all day.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;but i guess there&#x27;s just this hint on things when you&#x27;d call it quits.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;nonstop rain turned this (already forsaken) place slumped more in misery.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;i know it was rude for me to say that. but i&#x27;m just stating a fact here.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;would you still love the rain if...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;everything around has been soaked. heck, it&#x27;s an understatement.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;the streets seemed like river flowing out to sea.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;our room in the office slowly morphing into parts of &#x22;waterworld&#x22;.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;landslides made the roads inaccessible.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;oh, this poor place. (that&#x27;s me morphing into the apathetic self i once was...)&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x22;waterworld&#x22;. felt like doomsday is inching its way in.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;nowhere to go.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;nothing to fill our tummies. would we die of starvation?&#x3C;br /&#x3E;how weird can this get? i&#x27;m saying such as i&#x27;m clicking away on my laptop...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 20:40:00 -0000</pubDate>
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