<?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-7214241</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:51:13.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blush for a moment</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;this a blog for the jobless.. loveless.. airheads.. bored.. angry.. moneyless.. or in other words.. lifeless boobs out there! a blog about "my so called life" or at least all the &lt;strong&gt;BS&lt;/strong&gt; one can handle.. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=112152219133445919' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/112152219133445919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/112152219133445919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-at-last.html' title='back at last..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7214241.post-111587693860761146</id><published>2005-05-12T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T17:55:48.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's alive!!! its alive!!!</title><content type='html'>im alive again! my sun sim was revived after a week of mourning.. the manong in makati cinema square saved it from being burried in a matchbox.. hehe.. i love you manong!!! you're my hero! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. things are taking shape again.. im losing weight, i have my sun sim back, i get a cup of "coffee" once in a while.. basta, okay naman.. so far.. i dont want to get ahead of myself.. sa ngayon.. im just plain happy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this weekend.. galera baby!!! kaya lang.. wish ko kasama siya.. xempre! miss ko na xa kasama.. hmmm... oh well.. i guess kuya ivan will do.. hahahaha!!! jwk! sana magbago ang ihip ng hangin at biglang sumama ang isang tao.. *wish*wish*wish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay.. life nga naman.. gusto ko ng coffee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pass by my friendster blog.. perky_burger.blogs.friendter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7214241.post-111581548968947214</id><published>2005-05-11T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:44:49.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advice lang...</title><content type='html'>if a girl cries in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;it means that she couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If you take her hand,&lt;br /&gt;she would stay with you for the rest of your life;&lt;br /&gt;if you let her go, she couldn't go back to being&lt;br /&gt;herself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gal won't cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;except in front of the person whom she&lt;br /&gt;loves the most, she becomes weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gal wont cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;only when she loves you the most,&lt;br /&gt;she puts down her ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, if a gal cries because of you,&lt;br /&gt;please hold her hands firmly,&lt;br /&gt;coz she's the one who is willing to stay&lt;br /&gt;with you for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, if a gal cries because of you,&lt;br /&gt;please don't give her up, maybe because of your&lt;br /&gt;decision, you will ruin her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she cries right in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;when she cries because of you,&lt;br /&gt;look into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;can you see and feel the pain and hurt&lt;br /&gt;she's feeling?&lt;br /&gt;think.&lt;br /&gt;which other girl have cried with pure&lt;br /&gt;sincerity, in front of you, and because of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she cries not because she is weak,&lt;br /&gt;she cries not because she wants sympathy&lt;br /&gt;or pity, she cries, because crying silently is no&lt;br /&gt;longer possible, the pain, hurt, and agony have&lt;br /&gt;become too big a burden to be kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, think about it,&lt;br /&gt;if a gal cries her heart out to you,&lt;br /&gt;and all because of you,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to look back on what you have&lt;br /&gt;done, only you will know the answer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do consider it,&lt;br /&gt;coz one day,&lt;br /&gt;it may be too late for regrets,&lt;br /&gt;it may be too late to say "i'm sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends...&lt;br /&gt;please repost this bulletin&lt;br /&gt;ponder this message seriously.&lt;br /&gt;don't do this to a girl,&lt;br /&gt;you may regret it for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;maybe in your life,&lt;br /&gt;she's the only one who loves you the most....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111581548968947214?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111581548968947214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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attest to this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Style is Eros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/eros.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about the passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chances are, you're currently in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong physical response to love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are great at committing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As long as the person makes your toes curl!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111539476708550015?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111539476708550015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111539476708550015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111539476708550015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111539476708550015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/05/can-someone-attest-to-this.html' title='can someone attest to this?'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111539439095649903</id><published>2005-05-06T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T23:46:30.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talaga lang ha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/natural.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.&lt;br /&gt;You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!&lt;br /&gt;People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111539439095649903?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' 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York&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fly girl / guy name is &lt;b&gt;M Cuy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your detective name is &lt;b&gt;Doggy Colegie De Sta Rosa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your barfly name is &lt;b&gt;Twin Popsies Vodka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soap opera name is &lt;b&gt;Anilao Caimito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your rock star name is &lt;b&gt;Mentos Ferrarri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your star wars name is &lt;b&gt;Melpok Cuyang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your punk rock band name is The &lt;b&gt;Upset Tongue Scraper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/meganames/"&gt;The Amazing Meganame Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111539399051356747?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111539399051356747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111539399051356747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111539399051356747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;width:450px;text-align:center;padding:5px;padding-bottom:0px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys.php?id=272" style="color:#fff;" title="Chose between..."&gt;Chose between...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;width:450px;text-align:center;padding:5px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=bhappy99" style="color:#fff;" title="User Profile"&gt;bhappy99&lt;/a&gt; and taken 8516 times on &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" style="color:#fff;" title="bzoink!"&gt;bzoink!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Free movies for a year or free CDS for your life?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;free cds..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;School or work?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;school&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Christmas or birthday?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;birthday&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Peanut Butter M&amp;MS,Regular M&amp;Ms, or Peanut M&amp;MS?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;regular&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Dozen Roses or 3 boxes of chochlate?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;3 boxes of chochlate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Sandra Bullock or Julia Roberts?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;julia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Brad Pitt or Tom Cruise?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;brad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Vanilla Pepsi or Vanilla coke?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;vanilla coke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;American Eagle or Abercromie and Fitch?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;A&amp;F&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Driving or flying?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;flying&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Roller skating or ice skating?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;roller skating&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Apples or oranges?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;apples&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Paris, France or Florence, Italy?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;paris, france &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Punk'D or The Newlyweds?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;punk'd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Jay Leno or David Letterman?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;leno&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;New York or LA?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;new york baby!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;AOL messenger or MSN messenger?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;AOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Jennifer Aniston/Brad Pitt or J.LO/Ben Affleck?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Jen/brad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Ralph Lauren or Tommy Hilfiger?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;RL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;leaf raking or snow shoveling?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;snow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;black pen or blue pen?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;black pen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;WalMart or Target?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;target&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;picnic under the stars or horse carriage in the park?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;picnic under the stars..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;chochlate chip cookies or peanut butter cookies?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;choco chip&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Kobe Bryant or Shaq?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;shaq&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;basketball, baseball, or football?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;bsketball&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Hiliary Duff (Lizzie Mcguire) Or Lindsey Logan(Freaky Friday)?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;lindsey logan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;French fries,curly fries, or tator tots?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;curly fries&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Ben Affleck or Matt Damon?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;ben&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Phoebe, Monica, or Rachel(off of FRIENDS)?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;rachel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;text-align:center;padding:15px;padding-bottom:10px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/create.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Create a Survey"&gt;Create a Survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/search.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Search Surveys"&gt;Search Surveys&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" style="color:#fff;" title="bzoink!"&gt;Go to bzoink!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bored*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111517943562447364?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111517943562447364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111517943562447364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111517943562447364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111517943562447364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/05/survey-ulit.html' title='survey ulit..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111512881345173157</id><published>2005-05-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:00:13.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am under constuction..</title><content type='html'>now im feeling bad.. kaasar kasi parang pag masaya ako, lahat kumokontra.. its not denial. im honest to goodness CONTENTED! siguro for now nga lang.. pero shet! bakit kailangang ipamuka sakin yung mga bagay na alam ko na... hindi naman ako tanga para hindi malaman na hanggang dito lang kami.. pero why the hell should i let it go in the way of a good friendship?! ha? tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know they wanna help out.. but the way they do/show it is really making me feel even worse.. i feel so stupid kapag hinihiritan ako.. masakit pakingan ang paninira sa taong importante sayo dba?! take note : importante.. iba yun sa mahal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how he feels about "us." so, how the hell can i say anything about it?! i love talking to him.. hearing his silly stories.. yung mga hirit nyang pangbara sakin.. i do miss him.. i really do. but, we're starting from scratch.. friendship... i actually like being his friend.. its not just for show..i wouldn't pretend if i didn't! PLEASE GIVE ME A BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahirap kalabanin ang mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fu*ked up*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111512881345173157?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111512881345173157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111512881345173157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111512881345173157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111512881345173157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-under-constuction.html' title='i am under constuction..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111512642214608068</id><published>2005-05-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:20:22.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 questions.. i had fun answering them e..</title><content type='html'>01.Your name? &lt;br /&gt;~ mel/minette&lt;br /&gt;02. Hobbies? &lt;br /&gt;~ theatre&lt;br /&gt;03. Gender? &lt;br /&gt;~ female&lt;br /&gt;04. School? &lt;br /&gt;~ DLSU&lt;br /&gt;05. Height?&lt;br /&gt;~ 5'5&lt;br /&gt;06. Horoscope? &lt;br /&gt;~ aries&lt;br /&gt;07. School?! &lt;br /&gt;~ DLSU&lt;br /&gt;08. Address? &lt;br /&gt;~ pque&lt;br /&gt;09. Email add? &lt;br /&gt;~ berthebabe@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair? &lt;br /&gt;~ long&lt;br /&gt;11. Eye colour? &lt;br /&gt;~ dark brown&lt;br /&gt;12. Hair colour? &lt;br /&gt;~ dark brown&lt;br /&gt;13. Right or left handed? &lt;br /&gt;~ right handed&lt;br /&gt;14. Marital status? &lt;br /&gt;~ single? pero inlove&lt;br /&gt;15. Siblings? &lt;br /&gt;~ 2&lt;br /&gt;16. Last 4 digits of your mobile no.?&lt;br /&gt;~ 7090&lt;br /&gt;17. When's your Birthday? &lt;br /&gt;~ april 16&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;*Have you...*&lt;br /&gt;21. Tried smoking? &lt;br /&gt;~ yup&lt;br /&gt;22. Drink alcohol? &lt;br /&gt;~ yup&lt;br /&gt;23. Been hurt emotionally? &lt;br /&gt;~ sobra!&lt;br /&gt;24. Kept a secret from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;~ yup&lt;br /&gt;25. Been on stage? &lt;br /&gt;~ i love being on stage.. my life revolves around it.&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;*Favourites*&lt;br /&gt;26. Color?&lt;br /&gt;~ pink!&lt;br /&gt;27. Food?&lt;br /&gt;~ pizza&lt;br /&gt;29. Number?! &lt;br /&gt;~ 26&lt;br /&gt;30. Cartoons? &lt;br /&gt;~ as told by ginger/stanley&lt;br /&gt;32. Song? &lt;br /&gt;~ constantly/ love moves../the closer i get to you&lt;br /&gt;33. Movie? &lt;br /&gt;~ 50 first dates/my bestfriend's wedding/i am sam &lt;br /&gt;34. Subject?&lt;br /&gt;~ calculus/trigo&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;*Right now*&lt;br /&gt;36. Wearing? &lt;br /&gt;~ baby tee,shorties&lt;br /&gt;37. Hairstyle? &lt;br /&gt;~ chopsticked!&lt;br /&gt;38. Looking at? &lt;br /&gt;~ my computer&lt;br /&gt;39. Thinking of ? &lt;br /&gt;~ him.. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;40. Listening to? &lt;br /&gt;~ no ordinary love : MYMP&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;*Do you believe in...*&lt;br /&gt;41. Love?&lt;br /&gt;~ yes&lt;br /&gt;42. Faith?&lt;br /&gt;~ definitely&lt;br /&gt;43. Yourself? &lt;br /&gt;~ yes&lt;br /&gt;44. Ghosts? &lt;br /&gt;~ onti&lt;br /&gt;45. Angels? &lt;br /&gt;~ i do. i have one.. i know. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;*In the last 24hrs...*&lt;br /&gt;46. Worn jeans? &lt;br /&gt;~ nope&lt;br /&gt;47. Cleaned your room? &lt;br /&gt;~ onti&lt;br /&gt;48. Cried?&lt;br /&gt;~ yup.. i miss him..&lt;br /&gt;49. met someone new?&lt;br /&gt;~ nope&lt;br /&gt;50. Last person I talk to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;~ arbee&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;*Love life*&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you believe in love? &lt;br /&gt;~ yes&lt;br /&gt;52. Have a secret admirer? &lt;br /&gt;~ if i knew it wouldn't be a secret anymore..&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you wanna get married? &lt;br /&gt;~ very much so..&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you plan on having kids?&lt;br /&gt;~ yup! a lot! i love kids!&lt;br /&gt;55. How old you wanna be when you get&lt;br /&gt;married?&lt;br /&gt;~ sana before i hit 30..&lt;br /&gt;56. How old you wanna be when you have&lt;br /&gt;your child?&lt;br /&gt;~ honestly.. soon.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;57. How many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;~ a lot!&lt;br /&gt;58. Would you have kids before marriage?&lt;br /&gt;~ i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you have a Crush?&lt;br /&gt;~ crush? hmm... he's not in that category,,&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you want most in a Relationship? &lt;br /&gt;~ trust,honestly and love..&lt;br /&gt;61. Pink or Black?&lt;br /&gt;~ pink&lt;br /&gt;62. Kiss or hug?&lt;br /&gt;~ kiss.. pero sana both..&lt;br /&gt;63. Summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;~ both&lt;br /&gt;64. Sunny or rainy?&lt;br /&gt;~ depends..&lt;br /&gt;65. Chocolate or vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;~ vanilla&lt;br /&gt;66. Hanging out or chillin'?&lt;br /&gt;~ chillin'&lt;br /&gt;67. Music or TV?&lt;br /&gt;~ music..&lt;br /&gt;68. Hamburger or Pizza?&lt;br /&gt;~ pizza.&lt;br /&gt;69. Smile or Laughing?&lt;br /&gt;~ i can do both at the same time. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;70. Sleeping or eating?&lt;br /&gt;~ sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;71. Mc Donald's or KFC?&lt;br /&gt;~ KFC~!!! gravy pare~!&lt;br /&gt;72. Silver or gold?&lt;br /&gt;~ silver.&lt;br /&gt;73. Sunset or sunrise?&lt;br /&gt;~ both..&lt;br /&gt;74. On phone or in person?&lt;br /&gt;~ in person.&lt;br /&gt;75. Diamonds or Pearls?&lt;br /&gt;~ diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;76. Adidas or puma?&lt;br /&gt;~ adidas&lt;br /&gt;77. Band members or models?&lt;br /&gt;~ band members.&lt;br /&gt;78. slank?&lt;br /&gt;~ slank!&lt;br /&gt;79. sneakers or boots?&lt;br /&gt;~ sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;80. Jack daniels or Chivas Regal?&lt;br /&gt;~ jack daniels&lt;br /&gt;81. Citos?&lt;br /&gt;~ ayaw.&lt;br /&gt;82. clubbing or love music?&lt;br /&gt;~ both.&lt;br /&gt;83. Johnny depp or Brad Pitt?&lt;br /&gt;~ brad pitt.&lt;br /&gt;84. angelina Jolie or Kate Hudson?&lt;br /&gt;~ angelina jolie.&lt;br /&gt;85. Kolosal/epic or romantic comedy?&lt;br /&gt;~ romantic comedy.&lt;br /&gt;86. sexy/naughty or kind/plain?&lt;br /&gt;~ sexy/naughty.&lt;br /&gt;83.BMW or Mercedes?&lt;br /&gt;~ BMW.&lt;br /&gt;88. incubus or maroon 5?&lt;br /&gt;~ incubus&lt;br /&gt;89. Montreal or Toronto?&lt;br /&gt;~ toronto&lt;br /&gt;90. long haired or bald?&lt;br /&gt;~ bald&lt;br /&gt;91. pop or rock?&lt;br /&gt;~ pop &amp; r0ck.&lt;br /&gt;92. beach or mountain?&lt;br /&gt;~ beach.&lt;br /&gt;93. Pepsi or Coke?&lt;br /&gt;~ coke.&lt;br /&gt;94. DVD or cinema?&lt;br /&gt;~ cinema.&lt;br /&gt;95. nokia or ericsson?&lt;br /&gt;~ nokia.&lt;br /&gt;96. 311 or hoobastank?&lt;br /&gt;~ hoobastank.&lt;br /&gt;97. Asia or America?&lt;br /&gt;~ i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;98. tattoo or piercing?&lt;br /&gt;~  tattoo. &lt;br /&gt;99. american idol or canadian idol?&lt;br /&gt;~ american idol.&lt;br /&gt;100.asking or answering?&lt;br /&gt;~ asking &amp; answering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*hyper mode*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111512642214608068?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111512642214608068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111512642214608068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111512642214608068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111512642214608068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/05/100-questions-i-had-fun-answering-them.html' title='100 questions.. i had fun answering them e..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111504691224265571</id><published>2005-05-02T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T23:15:12.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning point??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*** before i start to blab.. i just want to plug my new blog in friendter... check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** add arbee and me... we have a new add.. &lt;drue_lue@yahoo.com&gt; .. hehe.. we promise you wont regret it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the juicy stuff.. hmm.. i've been okay for the past few days,, i guess talking to him makes things a lot easier.. pero at the same time.. complicated. i still do like him.. a lot, i might say.. but i guess i am happy with this.. im just afraid that it'll change in to something else.. if you know what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i went out with ate last night. fun!fun!fun! hehe.. basta ang labo ng barkada ni kuya jr! happy naman ako.. someone was keeping me company e.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*wink* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nothing much is happening.. i bought my happy feet na!!! pero i have no more money.. haay!! i just wish pasukan na so i'll start to think straight! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*day-dreaming*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111504691224265571?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111504691224265571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111504691224265571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111504691224265571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111504691224265571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/05/turning-point_02.html' title='turning point??'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111500306917901120</id><published>2005-05-01T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T11:04:29.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got this from fay who got it from mow.. hehe..</title><content type='html'>1.Anong year ka grumaduate ng hyskul?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Saan kang school grumaduate?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Colegio de Santa Rosa, Makati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anong section mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; fourth year saint anne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. May mga organizations ka bang sinalihan?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; screeve..SPAC..COLC.. choir?! ksama ba un? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Most memorable experience nung hyskul?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; lahat memorable e.. as in lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sino ka love team mo nung elem?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yeyeng.. take note : ALL GIRLS! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Anong ginagawa mo pag-free time mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; tambay kasama ang kasintre okaya d12.. okaya cast pag may production.. okaya bonding with bes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Sinong paborito mong guro?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; mrs adri.. kahit hindi ako love ng subject nya! i love my adri!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Paborito mong subject?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; bio.. math second year *lol*.. calculus at trigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. San ang tambayan mo pag-tapos ng class mo&lt;br /&gt;nung hyskul.?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; audi lobby.. hallway.. st. rita room.. music room.. green chairs.. canteen.. field sa may gr. 3 rooms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sino mga close frends mo sa school nung&lt;br /&gt;hyskul.?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; d\if i dictate aabutin tayo ng 5000 taon.. hehe.. exaj! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. May naka-away ka ba sa school?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; oo! yung bwisit na silvertoes.. at basta meron pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. May naging boyfriend/girlfriend ka ba non nung&lt;br /&gt;hyskul ka?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hahahaha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Kayo pa rin ba hanggang ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; im a struggling single.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Ano sinasakyan mo papuntang skool?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; caroo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Nakikita mo pa ba ang mga kaibigan mo nung&lt;br /&gt;hyskul?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; xmpre.. i cnt last without them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Anong tawag sa'yo sa schooL..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; mel.. okaya.. psst/oist!!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Sinong crush mo nung hyskul?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Maganda ba ang school mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; i was contented.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Anong part ng school mo ang gusto mo&lt;br /&gt;balikan?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 3rd floor.. teritoryo namin yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Popular ka ba sa school mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; pop girl?? madami akong kilala.. ewan ko kung kilala nila ko.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. May foundation party ba kayo non?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Lumalaban ka ba sa interschool competition?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; minsan.. singing madalas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Kung may chance ka na pag aralin ang anak&lt;br /&gt;mo dun, gusto mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ayy,, hindi siguro.. for some unresolvable reasons.. pero depende pa rin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. May library ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; anung tanong yan! oo naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Nawala mo ba id mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 Eh ang library card mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; i never use the library card.. since elem.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Anong lesson ang hanggang ngayon ndi mo pa&lt;br /&gt;rin nakakalimutan?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yung world history.. egypt! fave topic! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Eh lesson na pinakamahal mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; siguro yung trigo.. proving nga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Anong subject noon ang halos tulugan mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; physics! 2 units.. tulog ang buong section! hahah!! tsaka computer.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Anong pinakafavorite mong PE nung hyskul?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; volleybal.. at ang agawang buko namin basketball daw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Sumama ka ba sa lahat ng camping nyo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; camping?? i wud have if we had one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Mahilig ka bang umabsent non?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nope.. i had lots of reasons to go to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Eh late? lagi ka bang late non?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hindi a.. kahit malayo ang bahay ko i was always early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Lagi ka bang umaattend ng flag ceremony nyo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yup.. with queenie our keyboard.. dba mow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Saan kayo nagfflag ceremony?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; sa field okaya sa audi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Magkano nga pala allowance mo noon?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; P100/day.. pero i saved my money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. ano mssbi mo sa hyskul.. days mo...???&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hayskul days.. i love you!!! hehe.. sobrang i wouldn't change anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*missing the seniors 'o5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111500306917901120?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111500306917901120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111500306917901120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111500306917901120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111500306917901120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-got-this-from-fay-who-got-it-from.html' title='i got this from fay who got it from mow.. hehe..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111456989366684094</id><published>2005-04-27T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:44:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my dream i was happy... why did i wake up?</title><content type='html'>i woke up realizing i was in reality again.. *deep breath* i had the best dream... i was happily... NOT SINGLE! haha! everything was just right. all was well and close to perfection. it seemed real enough for me.. but it was a dream.. and that's all it can be for now. &lt;strong&gt;i woke up.. thinking of the one person i last thought of before i fell asleep.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i finished fixing up my bed, i got on the computer and checked my mail.. i got this from kuya JR.. i guess it was perfect timing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finding the right person is very hard and very wrong. It is best to be the right person for the one you love and start from there. You'll always end up disappointed when you set standards and define a "right person" for you...and don't rush things coz somewhere somehow God is preparing somebody for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be in a hurry to get into a relationship because you can never find love if you insist that you are already into it. Try to find time to really understand your real feelings, to know who you really are, and what you really want in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're right, there's no such thing as a perfect relationship, but there's a compatible partnership that goes along with it. If you already knew that you're too big to fit into a small sized t-shirt, don't give it a try. You'll probably break it and pay for the damages you have made. If you knew and felt that the relationship will not last, don't go deeper into it. You'll just suffer the consequences and live like hell for the rest of your life. It's really hard to say goodbye though, but you can't make it any better by just pretending you still have the same feelings. Try to let go and give yourself a chance to live life to the fullest. Give yourself a chance to grow and give your heart a much needed attention. Then you will find that you have made the right Decision and you made it all by yourself. We call it love when we can't leave someone and see them crying as we try to let go. We are wrong, it's just pity. We call it love when we're too attached and think that losing the one we love will somehow make us weak and unable to face the storms of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We misunderstood; it's just that we're too much dependent to them. We call it love when we give our whole life to them, the wholeness of us and imagined that if they leave, no one would accept us and our past. We are mistaken, its just insecurity. But no matter what the definition is, the truth still remains that love isn't something you can buy or beg. It is real and existing. You can't touch it but you can feel it in your heart. You can't find it, but it will knock before you when you least expect it to come. It can make you the happiest soul in heaven, but don't forget that it can also make you the most miserable person in the whole galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you lose someone... and you think you were the one who loved most, between the two of you... he lost more. For someday you can love someone the way that you loved him...But he will never be loved again the way that you did."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time heals, right?? well then.. its a slow healing process.. all i do is cook, eat, sleep, shower, and cry.. every day since... that day. i gained weight again which is a big deal for me coz i lost some already. it sucks! i gotta diet again.. and stick with it like glue. im doing this not for anyone else.. but just for me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;it's tita's birthday today.. &lt;br /&gt;the big 50! &lt;br /&gt;wow.. &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TITA.. &lt;br /&gt;i love u lots!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*dieting* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111456989366684094?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111456989366684094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111456989366684094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111456989366684094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111456989366684094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-my-dream-i-was-happy-why-did-i-wake.html' title='in my dream i was happy... why did i wake up?'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111442855658899724</id><published>2005-04-25T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T19:34:06.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth always hits you right in the head..</title><content type='html'>i heard this song from ate patty's blog.. talk about getting hit, smack on the head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CANT MAKE YOU LOVE ME ~ bonnie raitt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn down the lights&lt;br /&gt;Turn down the bed&lt;br /&gt;Turn down these voices inside my head&lt;br /&gt;Lay down with me, tell me no lies&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me close, don't patronize&lt;br /&gt;Don't patronize me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't&lt;br /&gt;You can't make your heart feel something it won't&lt;br /&gt;Here in the dark, in these final hours&lt;br /&gt;I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power&lt;br /&gt;But you won't, no you won't&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll close my eyes, then I won't see&lt;br /&gt;The love you don't feel when you're holdin me&lt;br /&gt;Mornin will come and I'll do what's right&lt;br /&gt;Just give me till then to give up this fight&lt;br /&gt;And I will give up this fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't&lt;br /&gt;You can't make your heart feel something it won't&lt;br /&gt;Here in the dark, in these final hours&lt;br /&gt;I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power&lt;br /&gt;But you won't, no you won't&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot! i hate being in the house.. its so upsetting.. nakakamiss lang.. lahat! haay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. ate's finally home.. well for a few hours lang pero at least she's here.. pero tulog as usual.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just staring at my spongebob toy from setsy.. my only friend in the house.. ang lonely kahit ang daming tao.. sabi nga ni ate.. i feel lonely kasi yung taong gusto kong kasama wala kahit madaming ibang andito.. TRUE! wala talaga.. i actually dont like using the computer anymore coz of the pictures and stuff.. kahit sa internet.. but since i have nothing else to do.. what choice do i have?! i cant stop posting nonsense on friendster.. haha.. i'll try to plug na lang my blog. at least diba.. useful.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.. you know who you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. imma gonna cook dinner muna.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*contemplating*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111442855658899724?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111442855658899724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111442855658899724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111442855658899724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111442855658899724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/04/truth-always-hits-you-right-in-head.html' title='the truth always hits you right in the head..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111423143690297320</id><published>2005-04-23T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:28:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timeless photos of the unknown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***puerto galera : paradise to be forgotten..***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ magkapatid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3039.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate baban n' minette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3041.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya jr n' angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ the couple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3043.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mushiness all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ you judge.. i dont even know what to call this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3050.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel &amp; i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3105.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff' sed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ night life! love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3084.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3156.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3154.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mindoro sling rOcks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ afternoon chibogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3123.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gutom na kami!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ tatooed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/100_3104.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i banked this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***the big birthday celebration***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0010.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0018.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0022.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best i've got.. nax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ photo opps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0032.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0033.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0035.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0036.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0037.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0069.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/IMAG0080.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan muna.. pagod na 'ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blank*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111423143690297320?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111423143690297320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111423143690297320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111423143690297320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111423143690297320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/04/timeless-photos-of-unknown.html' title='timeless photos of the unknown...'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111423119694079040</id><published>2005-04-23T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:31:16.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a taste of heaven..</title><content type='html'>a lot happened since my last post.. my trip to galera.. the movie gimik with k53.. me being reconsidered in DLSU and ofcourse my 18th birthday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can honestly say i got everything i ever wanted for my big 18th birthday celebration. &lt;strong&gt;i got a piece of heaven for a present.&lt;/strong&gt; God knows how happy i &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt;. well its all over now.. once again.. i lost the one thing that had potential to make me happy. 14 days of joy to be exact. i knew it was going to end eventually.. but i didn't want it to.. but last night it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get any sleep.. crying and sobbing the whole night through. every single thing reminded me of him.. i remembered how he couldn't stop saying sorry when we talked.. i know he didn't mean to hurt me.. it was best that he said something this early on.. the thing is.. i wasn't sorry for what happened and how i felt. i was happy. i thought he was too.. i thought this was it. again, my intuition failed me. &lt;strong&gt;i was blinded by my own happiness.. &lt;em&gt;alone again! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess i really had nothing to lose in the first place.. i had everything to gain though.. &lt;/em&gt;i told him.. i wanted "us" to work. he said he needed time.. so i was patient.. more patient that anyone could ever be. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanted to make him happy.. or better yet.. i wanted to be his happiness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe everything was just too fast. it was.. but it doesn't mean it wouldn't hurt as much as it would if everything was at a "normal" pace.  now here i am contemplating on my so called "colorful" life. i just have to move on as fast as i fell in love.. or maybe faster.. i hope it would be a lot faster! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have no regrets.&lt;/strong&gt; i mean that.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO REGRETS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even though it was fast.. &lt;strong&gt;it was all real.. &lt;/strong&gt;well at least to me. everyone saw it.. i was in high heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to look forward to the swimming trip with the kada. that would help me a lot. keeping busy,, having fun.. just completely trying to forget everything for a while. i don't wanna get stuck in the past again.. longing for something that is already so far away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..this goes for him and for me.. &lt;strong&gt;time heals all wounds..&lt;/strong&gt; so they say,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*healing*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111423119694079040?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111423119694079040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111423119694079040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111423119694079040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111423119694079040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-taste-of-heaven.html' title='just a taste of heaven..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111317824264453091</id><published>2005-04-11T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:21:35.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mess i made..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just got back from paradise.. puerto galera.. there's someting about that place that drives me insane,, things just happened so fast. i had no control whatsoever.. i just let myself go.. i put my guard down. i left everything behind for three days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that im back, i cant find peace. i made a stupid mistake.. i got in to something i cant get out of.. i think im in love... i dunno.. maybe im not.. maybe it was just something i had to go through.. wrong place, wrong time, WRONG PERSON! i knew it was going to be hard to deal with the reality we're going to face.. but i honestly want it to work.. i feel so complete when im with him. everythng just disappears,, but gaining him might mean losing a lot more.. i cant explain much further. should i just leave it to this?? why cant i have the one person who makes me happy?!? it feels like its just me against the world. im scared.. furious.. depressed.. or maybe just plain stupid! i haven't stopped crying since i got home.. even in my sleep i cry.. i cant show my tears to them. im afraid i'd have no reason or explanation why.. i dont want to talk to anybody. i just want to die,, and for the first time in my life, i mean it! I WANT TO DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard someone say this when i was there.. "whatever happens in galera, stays in galera." then it hit me.. i didn't leave it there.. the guilt is kiLling me.. this may sound like something else to you and  it might not be that big of a deal when you find out every detail.. but it is to me. im torn to bits and i cant seem to find a cure.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again im alone figuring things out. trying to face whatever may come my way.. i guess this is it.. it'll always be like this. the one thing i want i cant have..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw them! f*ck everything! i just want to die!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111317824264453091?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111317824264453091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111317824264453091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111317824264453091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111317824264453091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/04/mess-i-made.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;the mess i made..&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111277517299321993</id><published>2005-04-06T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T16:20:10.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>putting pieces together..</title><content type='html'>its been a while since my last post.. im here right now in front of my computer, staring blankly at the screen thinking of what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i envissioned the few weeks after the graduation to be the hardest to bare.. missing my friends, the school, some teachers.. just the little things we do everyday during school days.. the things i usually complain about. now i cant help but miss them. i cant get over the fact that i haven't seen them for over 2 weeks..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thursday i went to school for a meeting.. yearbook stuff,, then after went out with some friends.. palma, bianx, mow.. hyper-drive food trip! eventually i had to go home and miss them even more.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i welcomed april with a prankathon.. hehe.. i got a few laughs from the joke we did on some friends.. with reg on my side ofcourse.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next days were on the down side.. we started to finish up on the debut thingy,, the cake.. the list.. some stuff. well it wont be over till the day comes anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but get upset over the simple things.. like the confirmation for the invites.. its sad to know that some people are not that interested in going.. or that they wont be able to attend coz they'll be out of town. worst part is, they're the ones i really wanted to be there.. the thing is, i only get to invite a limmited amout of people.. the ones who im closest to.. &lt;strong&gt;the "special" ones...&lt;/strong&gt; those i know who'll make that night an event to remember.  i know.. its just a damn prty but i really wanted it to be perfect.. it was a reason for us to hang out again.. meet new friends.. all that bull! im starting to question myself why i even wanted a party in the first place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well.. thanks to bes and some people for confirming their attendance on that day.. my babe, seatmate, d12.. and everyone else who plans to come.. you guys put things in to perspective.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom took me shopping for shoes the other day.. wow! i got a whole new outfit for my birthday.. as well as my trip to galera.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if its the stress talking.. i think its taking over me in some way.. i just happy that i'll be on my way to puerto galera to unwind and just relax.. i cant wait to leave on friday!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lot of things are bugging me right now.. my conversation with arbee last night, the party, the things i hafta finish.. just everything! its so draining! GOD! HELP ME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me for complaining like an immature kid but what the heck.. it is going to be the only 18th birthday im goin to celebrate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pondering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~,~ footnotes :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pray for the pope.. for his safe trip to heaven.. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... even more prayers for those who will choose the new pope ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ to my special &lt;em&gt;"popey"..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;POPE JOHN PAUL II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; ... i love you.. i know you are gonna go staight to heaven.. not stop-overs! you've served a lot of people and touched a lot of lives in this world.. its just right for you to share that special piece of the world to heaven,, pray for us... and watch over us... you will surely be missed but your legacy will continue to live on in the hearts of those you've touched ...  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/johnpaul07.jpg" width="350px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111277517299321993?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111277517299321993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111277517299321993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111277517299321993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111277517299321993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/04/putting-pieces-together.html' title='putting pieces together..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111211049780087626</id><published>2005-03-29T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:34:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten things i hate most about graduating..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;days just seem to pass me by since i left CSR,, the day after the ball i went to manila hotel to catch up with the kada.. it was fun while it lasted.. the next few days were a blur.. i really dont recall doing anything worth writing about. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 27 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easter sunday was my dad's birthday.. we went out to market market and shopped.. well i was the one who did all the shopping.. i got the skirt i wanted for my birthday,, and i bought papa his "sugar-free" ensaymada..nax! sosial! we saw a sign that said we can get a free bunny for every single reciet worth thousand bucks.. mama just got papa's med so we had at least P5000 in just one reciet.. sayang.. sana we would have gotten 5 cute little bunnies.. pero it was ok.. i picked one from the batch.. they were all so cute.. may white, black, etc.. pero i got the two colored baby,,  named it "hoppy".. mama didn't want me to keep it so i had it for one day.. i decided to give it to chika pero sabi ko kay palma na lang since it was her birthday anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 28 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the final distribution of cards.. may mga grades akong bumaba. 3 to be exact.. pero wht else can i do.. that was the final judgement! hehe.. after i gave hoppy to palma. ate and i were off to DLSU to inquire about the reconsideration thingy.. tapos sa csb to get ate's diploma.. 6 years na xang graduate di pa rin niya nakukuha! labo! ayun.. we walked around taft sa ilalim ng sobrang init na araw! ibang klase. finally we went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really have nothing to write about anymore.. it's so damn boring here at home.. there's nothing to do! plus.. ang init! we cant use the aircon naman the whole day.. maxadong magastos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to working on the yearbook.. at least productive at i'll get to be with my friends.. may meeting daw sa march 31.. tapos i'll be leaving for puerto galera on April 8-10.. finally! matutuloy na kami.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto.. impromptu.. &lt;strong&gt;10 things i hate about graduating..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 ~ having nothing to do..&lt;br /&gt;9  ~ staying at home na walang aircon..&lt;br /&gt;8  ~ being at home at puro utos ang naririnig ko,, "clean your room!"&lt;br /&gt;7  ~ not being able to be productive.. like in school. (at least gumagana utak ko dun.)&lt;br /&gt;6  ~ missing the chicken in the cafeteria.. i do miss it.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;5  ~ missing my kada na naghaharutan sa classrooms at sa hallway.. lalo na yung hugs!!&lt;br /&gt;4  ~ missing my alagaS sa lower batches.. sila marfa!! &lt;br /&gt;3  ~ i miss mrs adri.. nuff said!&lt;br /&gt;2  ~ i miss hanging out with bes.. sobra..&lt;br /&gt;1  ~ not being able to talk to sharz.. nuff said,,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan.. bahala na.. i'll keep you posted pag may bagong happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you beb!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na ang d12 at kasintre!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal.. alam mo na yun,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang init!!!!! grr!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*boreD &amp; hot* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111211049780087626?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111211049780087626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111211049780087626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111211049780087626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111211049780087626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/ten-things-i-hate-most-about.html' title='ten things i hate most about graduating..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111173618170574468</id><published>2005-03-26T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:58:15.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>priceless moments..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no need for words.. i miss you seniors!!! &lt;/strong&gt;(got this from beb.. hope u dnt mind.. :&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang event : graduation ball of the seniors '05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/thesetting.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/tablesetup.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/theevent.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/centerpiece.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moments..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/bebnbeb.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my beb for all seasons.. kiss for luck..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/bebnhunny.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beb and maikki.. nuff said.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/bebnmegradbol.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one last shot..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sending out our best wishes.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/nogreatermoment.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/candleceremony.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/lastwishes.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a grand ending of our era..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no words can explain how we felt.. maybe these shots can help how it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/fireworks.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/boom!.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a booming ending..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/fortheseniors.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENIORS 'o5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kaboom!.jpg" width="400px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*missing my batch*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111173618170574468?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111173618170574468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111173618170574468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111173618170574468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111173618170574468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/priceless-moments.html' title='priceless moments..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111167419171808861</id><published>2005-03-24T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T22:33:50.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeNioRs 'o5 signing off..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** the graduation of the seniors 05.. March 22, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the graduation was a sooper long.. mass pati yung grad ceremony.. everyone was a excited and at the same time malungkot.. ok naman lahat.. as expected.. magulo kami pero we really didn't care about what they would say.. it was our moment! i sat in the front row.. kasma sila barbs,, after the mass.. baby pearl joined us.. nakakandong sakin.. aww.. it was.. in a word.. breathtaking.. i never imagined that this would be the end of highschool..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00065.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00066.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ulit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00069.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kombo! haha! kaasar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00083.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami ni ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00085.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chingy.. and her ispeets,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/Farewel2umyfrnd.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neve and mel.. happy graduates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00088.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang aking kapatid.. at ako ulit xmpre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00089.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singit pa kasi si ate e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00090.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inang minamahal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/MinettesGrad.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momma and meeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/OurAlmaMater.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay.. my sistah and the beautiful graduate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/ProudParents.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proud pooder and mooder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** gRad ball xmpre.. May 23, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it wasn't really that grand but it was nice to be with the seniors one last time.. as a batch.. fave ko was the candle ceremony.. kaya lang may kulang.. wala siya.. maaga kasi umalis.. pero.. andun ang friends kong sobrang mahal ko.. they made everything seem perfect,, and it was.. in a way..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/getngredy4dprom.jpg" width="400px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curl me up.. ganda ko pa rin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;malamang by now sawa na kayo sakin.. but what the heck..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00096.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00094.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/DVC00097.JPG" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at si kooya.. with pooh-pooh opcorz! he's from reg.. hehe,, thnx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway,, more pics to come.. i'll scan them pa e.. promise.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*graduate*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111167419171808861?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111167419171808861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111167419171808861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111167419171808861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111167419171808861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/seniors-o5-signing-off.html' title='SeNioRs &apos;o5 signing off..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111146815936897313</id><published>2005-03-22T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:09:19.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gRaduaTiOn...</title><content type='html'>last night i tried not to think about the graduation.. but i failed to do so.. i couldn't stop thinking about &lt;strong&gt;my batch..&lt;/strong&gt; how much i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;setsy..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ang kasintre at ang D12,,&lt;/strong&gt; sa totoo lang gusto ko na grumaduate but i don't know how i can last sa college without my kada.. i got used to being with them.. mga friends since birth yung tipo.. hehe.. bakit ganun? ang hirap.. its so ironic! i want to graduate but i cant bear to leave highschool behind.. ang dami masyadong memories.. good or bad.. it doesn't matter.. i've been through a lot with them,, we're the biggest batch ever in CSR,, and as far as im concerned.. the best batch ever! &lt;strong&gt;we put CSR on the map!&lt;/strong&gt; SenioRs '05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang isa pang mamimiss ko ay ang mga school productions.. oh God! i've always considered theater as my life,, playing characters i never imagined in a million years.. those people make every year somthing to look forward to. chaba... my baby.. my partner.. my co-actor.. working with her is like gliding through the wind.. ang sarap.. madali.. and sobrang nakakaadik! i love her soo much.. during the production season, our brains always connect.. we don't even have to talk to each other to say how we feel or what we think. the productions have been a big part of my life.. it is my life.. this is where i started to live my dream.. kumayod ako from being a chorus to a lead,, so many fun moments.. at unforgettable experiences.. these people are my family.. i love you guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curtain call : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dan..&lt;/strong&gt; my best director ever.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;macky.. &lt;/strong&gt;ang fave kong leading man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chaba..&lt;/strong&gt; my partner forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raef.. &lt;/strong&gt;ang tagapagkalma ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my munchkins(wiz)/maidens(aida)..&lt;/strong&gt;i love you always.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all my castmates.. &lt;/strong&gt;thanks for making me live my dream,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gleelub!!! o/// &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. remember?! kahit palagi tayong pinapagalitan.. wala na silang pwede pang sabihin dahil nalipasan natin lahat ng problema.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang banda ko.. &lt;strong&gt;No idea! &lt;/strong&gt;what else can i say but.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rock on!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sa iksi ng pagsasama natin at sa paglago ng ating munting banda.. ang dami nating pinagdaanan.. mga problemang walang katapusan at practice na walang kupas! mahal ko kayo.. todo! we rock hard! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay.. i better start preparing.. malapit na.. our last.. we have one voice.. we sing one song.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SenioRs '05 signing off *era plays*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*graduating*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111146815936897313?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111146815936897313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111146815936897313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111146815936897313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111146815936897313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/graduation.html' title='gRaduaTiOn...'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111137193223363914</id><published>2005-03-21T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T19:44:59.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recognition ng baby koh,, mel jr.</title><content type='html'>i had to go to school today for the recognition day.. haay.. if it wasn't for marfa i wouldn't go.. kakatamad e.. pero xmpre.. malakas ang tawag ng anak ko. when i got there, nakipagchikahan muna ako sa guidance.. di' naman naiwasan ang pagusapan si mahal.. ok lang.. then dumating si mow at sila palma and fay.. aayyy.. namiss ko sila! sobra!!! i heard si bes kachika ang mahal niya sa phone,, pitong oras daw.. nakakabilib! im so proud bes! hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto.. ang init ngayon.. i just woke up from my "nap." sooper init today! pamatay!  iniisip ko pa rin xmpre na i will officially be out of highschool tomorrow.. i really want that performing arts award.. pareho kami ni chaba.. sana talaga,, hmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, last night i found out that raef wont be able to make it on my debut.. he'll be out of the country,, sobrang sad.. i really wanted him to be there.. baka d' rin xa makapunta sa grad.. haay,, ewan ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d' ko lubos maisip how i'll last without seeing my friends everyday na.. ngayon pa lang namimiss ko na sila.. eto muna.. mga short messages.. thank you's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;setc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make everyday worth living.. just because i know i have you for a bestfriend,, i love you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arbee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for helping me go throught the worst days.. i'll really miss our talks bout "them." i'll still be here ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng chika.. singing sessions.. hirit sa mga "the others" pag mass.. for crying with me.. i love u! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maikki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for just simply making me happy sa mga panahong pinapasan ko ang mundo sa balikat ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chaba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa pagiging partner ko during our season.. i'll miss working with you! sobra.. we've been together since the start and i'll never forget our moments.. on stage or off.. love u baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga sermon at pakikinig sa mga reklamo ko sa buhay.. for being patient.. your the best seatmate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marfa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for being on my our side,, for accepting ur "mommy" na buong-buo.. and for being soo sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang thank you for keeping me calm.. for always worrying.. for being a wonderful baby,, alabshoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chika&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beb.. no words can say how i love u,, eto na lang.. you calm my senses.. hehe.. nax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my pooh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h8m8 ko.. salamat sa lahat.. sa mga memories.. sa mga short conversations.. sa mga panahon na pinagbibigyan mo ako.. i'll always be here.. i have your back whenever u need me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made me a better person and you made me much stronger.. kahit hindi mo alam.. tinanggap kita na buong-buo.. no strings attached.. sa lahat ng mga nangyari, i wouldn't trade this experience for the world.. i love you.. i always have.. always will.. mahal kita mahal koh!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*bothered*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111137193223363914?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111137193223363914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111137193223363914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111137193223363914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111137193223363914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/recognition-ng-baby-koh-mel-jr.html' title='recognition ng baby koh,, &lt;strong&gt;mel jr.&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111137094312972645</id><published>2005-03-20T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T10:23:13.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected gimik..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sumama ako kay kagabi for dinner with kuya jr, jj, and ate.. hehe.. ang fun! nag dinner kami sa congo grill.. tapos pinuntahan namin si kuya sa racks.. i saw some familiar faces there.. sila ruth banta and sarcus.. haay.. ganun pa rin sila.. anyway, after dinner.. pumunta kami sa metrowalk.. ang pasaway kaya ng mga peeps! ang kengkoy! we went to decades to tambay.. basta ewan ko ba.. ang daming weird sa mundo.. lahat ata nandun nung mga panahon ngayon,, hehe!! after a few drinks, i saw a sooper cute guy come in.. im pretty sure it wasn't the cosmo talking.. i was still sober.. promise! ang gwapo ng papa! hehe.. he's tall.. mistiso and handsome! wow! sobrang deep set yung eyes niya.. i had to meet him. there were times na he looked my way... several! swear! pacute naman ako,, hehe.. pero unfortunately hindi ko siya nakilala.. unfortunate for him! haha! pero hmm. sayang siya.. at hindi niya ko mapapang-asawa!!! hehe..  eion.. xmpre we had to go home sometime.. we passed by ate's office muna.. tapos mga 3:30.. we went home.. woohoo!!! saya! hanggang ngayun d' ko pa rin makalimutan yung guy na yun.. haay!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*curious*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111137094312972645?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111137094312972645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111137094312972645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111137094312972645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111137094312972645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/unexpected-gimik.html' title='unexpected gimik..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111121017980019792</id><published>2005-03-19T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T13:29:39.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last of the lasts..</title><content type='html'>last grad prac kahapon,, oh my.. as usual.. we had no say on our own graduation.. i cant wait to get out of that danm school and away from those damn crappy people.. and im not talking about my batchmates.. &lt;strong&gt;i love the seniors!&lt;/strong&gt; anyway.. ang gusto ko na lang ngayon.. &lt;strong&gt;GRUMADUATE!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the practice, pumunta sila ajee sa bahay ni jen.. dapat swimming pero umulan.. so tambay na lang at movie marathon.. i went home muna then i followed ng mga 4pm.. pag dating ko dun they were watching &lt;strong&gt;silence of the lambs&lt;/strong&gt;,, hehe,, sigawan ever! pasaway.. fun? hahaha.. tapos chibog.. then movie ulit.. &lt;strong&gt;bring it on again&lt;/strong&gt;.. tapos.. tambay at kwentuhan habang nanonood ng &lt;strong&gt;the new guy&lt;/strong&gt;,, basta ang saya,, laglagan.. si bes halos matunaw kasi may dumating.. hehe!! si jen din masyadong magenjoi sa taekwondo.. yikoo.. bakit kaya?! dumating din si ate pheobe.. hahaha!!! i stayed till mga 10pm.. tapos most of them stayed over night,, badtrip nga kasi ang lapit lang ng house ko pero di' ako pinayagan magstay.. pero pinayagan ako sa pansol, laguna! grr!!! oh well.. anyway,, lupit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, dapat papunta ako ng puerto galera.. pero.. bumabagyo! maaeaw naman dito a! hmm ewan! eto na yun. minamalas na ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS MY MAHAL!!! ME WANNA HUG MY WINNIE THE POOH,,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*unlucky*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111121017980019792?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111121017980019792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111121017980019792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111121017980019792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111121017980019792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-of-lasts.html' title='last of the lasts..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111120675327913144</id><published>2005-03-17T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T12:32:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebration! *** "kapow!" ***</title><content type='html'>the kada met up in power today for palma's advanced birthday celebration.. if there is one word to describe this event it would be.. FOOD!!! oh my! let me ennumerate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* ang mga taoung nandun :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PALMA..&lt;br /&gt;ATE PAT..&lt;br /&gt;TITA NEL..&lt;br /&gt;MEL..&lt;br /&gt;CHABA..&lt;br /&gt;DRE..&lt;br /&gt;ARBEE..&lt;br /&gt;SETC..&lt;br /&gt;FAY..&lt;br /&gt;MOW..&lt;br /&gt;WAP..&lt;br /&gt;CHING..&lt;br /&gt;MONETTE..&lt;br /&gt;MAIKA..&lt;br /&gt;PER..&lt;br /&gt;KAYPS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~+~ did i miss anyone? sorry kung meron..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* ang pagkain :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bbQ chicken&lt;br /&gt;ribs&lt;br /&gt;baked potatos&lt;br /&gt;pasta&lt;br /&gt;chicken fingers&lt;br /&gt;mozzeralla stix&lt;br /&gt;buffalo chicken&lt;br /&gt;mini cake&lt;br /&gt;mini ice cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~+~ madami pa ata e.. i just dnt remember.. or hindi nakaabot sa side namin ni ate pat.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. sobrang chibog talaga kami,, ang sarap!!! thanx tita nel!!!&lt;br /&gt;after,, we planned to go bowling but ended up playing sa power station,, haha! i beat fay sa car racing! yabang kasi e.. hehe.. anyway.. i had to go agad kasi papa was there na.. hinatid ako ni bes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nilibre ako ni papa ng merienda,, dapat sa bread talk pero bumili me ng slice ng hunnycake.. nung isang araw pa ko naiinggit sa mahal ko e,, hehe..&lt;br /&gt;we went home at ako naman ay gumawa ng something for my mahal.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*busog*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111120675327913144?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111120675327913144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111120675327913144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111120675327913144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111120675327913144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/celebration-kapow.html' title='celebration! *** &quot;kapow!&quot; ***'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111098366138211656</id><published>2005-03-16T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:34:21.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*** surprise *** star studded day! ***</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;March 15 Tuesday ~ panic day today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attended practice nung morning.. funny ky yung mga new terms at phrases namin.. &lt;strong&gt;"10 is not 12" at "leave your bags with you.. nothing in your hands"&lt;/strong&gt; at ang &lt;strong&gt;"why only now? you are not an executive!"... &lt;/strong&gt; actually madami pang iba pero samin na lang yun... eto na lang.. hahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the one hour break, bes had to go for a check up sa may kanila,, at ako naman ay magmimilagro sa powerplant.. chi-chi texted me and asked if i needed help so eion kasama ko xa.. &lt;strong&gt;i bought the pig in kidz station.. &lt;/strong&gt;kapareho nung nakita ko sa shang the other day.. sabi na that was meant to be,, hehe.. then the &lt;strong&gt;honey cake sa sugar house..&lt;/strong&gt; after chi and i met up with mavs ang tago sa mcdo.. &lt;strong&gt;andun pla si mahal.. &lt;/strong&gt;i hid the gift under the table.. hehe.. right after we bought food, dumating si elke.. i asked her to come too to get her invyt sa debut thing. anyway.. she walked around with nica muna while i waited for the &lt;strong&gt;"late na naman" na si reggie&lt;/strong&gt;! haay! pasaway.. finally we all met up sa sugar house.. haay.. chikahan muna at onting asaran.. ng sama nga lang ng tingin samin nila palma na nasa tokyo-tokyo.. haay.. life nga naman.. i understand.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to school at about 1:45pm.. as usual, hindi pa rin nagsisimula ang pictorial.. and i actually thougt i was late na.. hehe.. then, biglang dumating si gel villo.. uy! nakakamiss.. past.. hahaha!! si bes din andun na.. basta pasaway! nakakatawa.. i never imagined it coming.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to go in na daw.. so we did.. i was nervous na kasi i had to give the gift na.. so eion.. nagpasama ako kay ajee.. the moment i said "happy birthday," kumanta bigla ang barkada niya.. oh GOD! lahat kaya nakatingin,, na-shy naman ako.. hohoho.. anyway.. &lt;strong&gt;"thank you!"&lt;/strong&gt; that made my day.. i was happy.. lahat ng pagod nawala at nabawi,, hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peechure na! ang tagal inaayos pa lang kami.. dami kasi e.. pero success.. kasya kami! malas ng lang ng centerfold..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, pinagkasya ko ang barkada sa CRV,, 10 sila.. magic! nagkasya.. to think andun ako, si kp at si palma.. hehe,, nagvideoke, chumibog, at nanood ng &lt;strong&gt;the incredibles!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hehe.. ang saya,, umalis sila ng mga 6:15pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paggising ni ate, war kami. kainis kasi e.. ewan! basta afterwards, all i did was make the grad gift for *****... hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 16 Wednesday ~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its exactly a month before my 18th birthday and today is the birthday of my mahal.. haay,, only all the best for the most special person! nothing much to say.. just this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;even if we dont talk.. &lt;br /&gt;even if we are not the same as before..&lt;br /&gt; i still care,, &lt;br /&gt;i still love you,,&lt;br /&gt; i always have.. &lt;br /&gt;i miss being with you,, &lt;br /&gt;i miss us.. &lt;br /&gt;i miss the hugs.. &lt;br /&gt;the conversations.. &lt;br /&gt;every moment we spend together,, &lt;br /&gt;i wish you happiness and love,, &lt;br /&gt;you complete my life and that's what matters..&lt;br /&gt;its enough to keep me going.. &lt;br /&gt; i love you. &lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*inlove*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111098366138211656?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111098366138211656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111098366138211656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111098366138211656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111098366138211656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/surprise-star-studded-day.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;*** surprise *** star studded day! ***&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111081374540337314</id><published>2005-03-14T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T23:22:25.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ultimate headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;March 11 2005 *** break day from practice ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing interesting really happened.. YEAH RIGHT! uhmm,, i went to the salon with my mom sa makati and walked around quad to look for a gift for mahal.. graduation.. birthday.. lahat na.. i saw mark nelson and nyoy volante.. nax.. tinitigan ako ni nyoy.. no joke.. hahah! pasaway! kapal! kala ko nga kung sino kasi nakatingin e.. baka kakilala ko.. yun pala sya yun. wierd! anyway.. i set an appointment na rin sa salon for the grad ball.. nax! d' nmn ako excited.. hehe.. eion.. then i went window shopping with mama.. daming shoes!!! i jove shoes! waah!! kaloka! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 12 2005 *** RECOLLECTION *** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh.. the recollection thingy with the parents.. haha.. soo boring! yung mga kwento ng pari parang replay ng mga homily niya noon! shet! i was soo sleepy.. while bonding with bes and the kada (as usual), gulat na lang ako nung hinanap ko si mahal.. i wasn't sure kasi kung pupunta xa e.. yun pala andun lang xa sa row sa harap namin.. haha.. then.. i noticed na nakatingin yun mom (tita susan) niya sakin.. kinabahan naman ako.. nagkatinginan kami so i tried to smile.. pati naman siya, nagsmile din.. medyo ang awkward nga kasi ang tagal e,, haha! buti pa si tita! *blink* hehe.. during the break.. kain yung kada at nagbond ang mom ni bes at nanay ko.. kami..  picture taking!! pero medyo stressed coz of the unexpected mass session.. meaning kami ang tumugtog.. thinking and expecting na hindi kami.. xempre, panic kami nila mow.. kasi naman ang sabi saming nung penguin e siya ang tutugtog.. ewan! im so happy na gagraduate na ko! no more nuns! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before we went home daan muna kami ng quad again,, haay.. we bought envelopes for the invites.. eion.. pink!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 13 2005 *** blast from the past ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i went to sampaloc with papa. eion.. i saw our old newly renovated house there.. my room when i was still a piglet.. hehe.. anyway,, then i saw my pamangkins.. ang kukulit! pero ang cute!! then we passed by national to get the mini fasteners for my invyts. tapos sa bahay, i finished up the work,, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 14 2005 *** back to practice *** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayun.. dinistribute ko yung invites,, then darski told me na payag daw si mahal to go sa party.. yey! soo happy!!!!!!! binigay ko na rin yung invyts niya at nila donna..  hmm.. then.. i hid to get out of practice,, chika with the choir.. my baby marfa was there.. haay,, pero xmpre.. we hd to go in again sometime.. eion... boring.. aside from seeing *****... un lang nagpaganda ng day ko..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant wait till tomorrow... panic buying then.. bonding kasama si dada reg ang bes,, pero i dubt kung magenjoi us.. xmpre.. ther things to e done.. &lt;br /&gt;i gotta go sleep now.. gnyt!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*extatic*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111081374540337314?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111081374540337314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111081374540337314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111081374540337314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111081374540337314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/ultimate-headache.html' title='ultimate headache'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111028271591721462</id><published>2005-03-08T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:09:42.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potentially insane..</title><content type='html'>darn it! grad practice was not as easy as i expected.. getting the people to sing was like crap! its a little irritating.. and it gets worse everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. eto na lang.. shortcut ng details.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** March 8 ~ tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed at mow's house after the practice.. (got this from mow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ajee..&lt;/strong&gt; who was reading a book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jen...&lt;/strong&gt; who sang j lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jho...&lt;/strong&gt; as usual danced :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;setsy....&lt;/strong&gt; nanghihipo! &lt;strong&gt;*bes ha! badd!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;palma...&lt;/strong&gt; inantok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mel..&lt;/strong&gt; inantok din..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rb..&lt;/strong&gt; may inintay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dre...&lt;/strong&gt; bka may inintay din...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fay...&lt;/strong&gt; dumating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patnog..&lt;/strong&gt; dumating ksma ni fay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bianca...&lt;/strong&gt; dinala nga ung bottle royale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chaba...&lt;/strong&gt; na bagong straight ang buhok ngayon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kp...&lt;/strong&gt; na kaduet ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kasel..&lt;/strong&gt; umalis agad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;santi..&lt;/strong&gt; umalis din agad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ace..&lt;/strong&gt; ksma nila santi.. &lt;strong&gt;*no further comments*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home at about 4pm.. sobrang tulog pagdating sa kwarto.. when i woke up.. chismax with both my bestfriends.. ang sarap maging sun!!! oh what fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** March 9 ~ wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i went to the practice.. morning, i hung out with babe, bes, palma (&lt;strong&gt;na ang daming nakapaligid na chix..)&lt;/strong&gt;, my gf, and the rest of the gang.. we were supposed to have the &lt;strong&gt;batch photoshoot&lt;/strong&gt;,, nax! but it was moved to next week.. pero may picture taking ang screeve staffers.. at kasama ako dun.. mahal took the pictures so i was sooperlast daty na din pala ngayon ng under grads.. eion.. walang definite plan yung kada so i went home and slept again.. haha!! &lt;strong&gt;batugan! &lt;/strong&gt;tapos tats called.. tapos usap ulit kami,, tapos yun.. si bes naman at si reg.. panic mode kami (well, ako lang siguro).. for the &lt;strong&gt;"something" sa march 16&lt;/strong&gt;,, hmm..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; secret.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*wink*&lt;/strong&gt; lalabas kami ni reggie to buy the tuff.. yey! tagal na rin naming di umaalis e.. haay.. i cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** March 10 ~ thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina.. wasn't that pleasant.. sa car pa lang on the way nakakainit na ng ulo.. anyway, katext ko si herc for a little while.. akala ko late na ko for prac yun pala maaga pa ang 10:15am.. haay.. anyway, as soon as it started, things just didn't go well.. crappy-crappy! they changed the songs and the damn sched.. they wanted it in separate groups.. 30 mins per section.. damn it! change of plans again for the "something." i&lt;strong&gt; think i'll move it on the 15th,, &lt;/strong&gt;which means tuesday,, so &lt;strong&gt;panic buying &lt;/strong&gt;kami ni reg,, oh shit! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*panic mode!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. ayon.. the kada went to market2.. pero di' lahat.. ako, i went to shang with my parents.. &lt;strong&gt;i saw the perfect gift but they didn't have stock e..&lt;/strong&gt; kaya di ko xa kinuha.. it was dirty.. eww.. &lt;strong&gt;pero ang cute!!! &lt;/strong&gt;im gonna look if they have it in quad or power.. feeling ko yun na talaga yung perfect.. afterwards, uwi na rin kami.. tats called again.. so eion, kausap ko xa hanggang umuwi ako.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i rested, i made my invites for my debut.. &lt;strong&gt;parang ticket.. &lt;/strong&gt;ang cute.. i'll post it para makita niyo.. but.. no details yet.. just the layout.. dont hesitate to give suggestions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/Presentation2.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.. haha! anyway.. i gotta go sleep.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*panic mode*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111028271591721462?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111028271591721462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111028271591721462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111028271591721462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111028271591721462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/potentially-insane.html' title='potentially insane..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111020461992725297</id><published>2005-03-07T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:10:19.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am an anti-derivative,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PART III :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUGAY.. MAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~*~ eto na talaga.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang huling kabanata ng kwento ng aming grupo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ang dulo ng akala naming walang hanggan.. the official last day of our high school life.. final exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another last... &lt;strong&gt;our final monday worship..&lt;/strong&gt; oh crap! i ran to my section's line for the flag ceremony then right after ran to the choir for the worship. it was a bit sad since i knew we were never going to have our monday worship anymore.. but then naisip ko.. ok lang kasi kasama ko pa rin ang mga kaibigan ko ngayon.. haay,, si mow.. xempre did such a great job on the our father,, &lt;strong&gt;PERFECTION!&lt;/strong&gt; madyo sablay nga lang sa dulo ng i will sing forever.. but still.. &lt;strong&gt;si monina pa rin ang pianista ko!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went upstairs agad.. i attempted to try to put something in my brain for the test.. even if i was sure na hindi gagana yun! crappy!!! first up was english.. sagot dito.. sagot diyan.. parallelism?! what the *&amp;#@~?...  then.. done! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhh.. recess.. with bessy.. sila jho.. paw.. ajee.. fay.. kilala niyo na siguro yng iba.. basta kami-kami ulit.. &lt;strong&gt;i bought hershey's for the group and xempre my mahal..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's a must!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pinabigay ko na lang kay bes.. NR!!! oh well.. candies for bear.. and darski.. tapos.. as usual.. singing along the stairway paakyat sa classrooms.. pag dating dun.. &lt;em&gt;i tried my best to squeeze a few things in my head..&lt;/em&gt; again, &lt;strong&gt;it didn't work..&lt;/strong&gt; haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here come the last, last, last, last exam of our highschool life.. waaahhh!!!! &lt;strong&gt;KAKYOOOLOOS!!!  &lt;/strong&gt; this sucks! dont get me wrong.. &lt;strong&gt;i love mrs adri.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hindi lang talaga ako magaling with numbers,, &lt;/em&gt;unless its about money! xempre! i tried to solve some problems.. pero if i continue to do that, i'll never be done with the damn test.. &lt;strong&gt;im not a fan of prolonging agony.. &lt;/strong&gt;so i just passed my paper.. then.. finally.. &lt;strong&gt;its done!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i got out of the room.. &lt;em&gt;i realized.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im graduating in a few days,, &lt;/strong&gt;i went to st. rita to find bes and hang out again.. kantahan with mow at lahat ng mahawa sa energy namin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;*sing the grad theme* dan.. dadadadan... dadadadan.. dadan.. dandadandadan.. dandadan.. dandadan.. dandadan... *end song* &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went down to wait for our rides pauwi.. ako, si bes, palma, fay, bianx, at jen.. chilax lang.. &lt;strong&gt;chizms all around.. &lt;/strong&gt;onting cotton candy for a touch of sweetums,, heheh,, ayun.. dumating na sila papa.. home!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the car, mama said na we were going to buy my dress for he grad ball na.. yey! &lt;strong&gt;shopping!!! &lt;/strong&gt;woohoo!!! fun for me!! sa house, pahinga ng onti then off we go,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quad.. nakita ko sil pana, adobo and ekha.. landmark.. we ran across ate patty.. onting consulting for the dress na hinahanap namin.. then quad ulit.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 hours of walking.. frustrating fittings.. at mga maling akala!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; damn.. may nakita ako na maganda na.. haay! forget it! &lt;strong&gt;cinderella..&lt;/strong&gt; haay.. loves it!! its not that easy to find good dress you know! &lt;strong&gt;i got a little black dress.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves it!&lt;/em&gt; ay!! ang saya! we also went to bench.. &lt;strong&gt;i got a pretty pink something!&lt;/strong&gt; basta,, &lt;strong&gt;its sooo cute!&lt;/strong&gt; and our last buy for the day.. marks and spencer.. the black sonthing for the black dress.. mas mahal pa siya sa isusuot ko sa grad ball.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merienda muna before the trip home.. napagusapan namin ni mama na &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magdadiet ako for the ball and my birthday.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;pareho ng diet ni papa,, hirap nun kasi walang lasa! haay.. oh well.. kailangan naman talaga e.. so i decided to do it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner time.. &lt;strong&gt;1/2 cup of rice at isang serving ng ulam..&lt;/strong&gt; wow! in fairness,, nabsog ako.. &lt;em&gt;kasi siguro nagmerienda ako e.. &lt;/em&gt;duh! haha! daya.. well bukas na ang tunay na challenge.. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.. &lt;strong&gt;grad practice and lunch at mow's..&lt;/strong&gt; i cant wait.. hehe.. weeh..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i just wanna spend more time with my friends.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;aww,, &lt;strong&gt;lungkot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** DA.. RAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the end &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*bummed* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111020461992725297?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111020461992725297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111020461992725297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111020461992725297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111020461992725297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-anti-derivative.html' title='i am an anti-derivative,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-111020595862183845</id><published>2005-03-07T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:36:17.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahal ko nga ang mahal koh..</title><content type='html'>kanina.. i watched the orag collaborating thingie sa philam sa UN with ate.. oh gosh! i said this before and im gonna say it again.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHAL KO NGA ANG MAHAL KO.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;worth failing calculus?! actually.. hindi lang siya.. pati ang mga pinaka-WOW na &lt;strong&gt;phat gurlz crew.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lalo ang anak ko na si bear.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i was so proud!!! &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love seeing them do what they love.. nakakataba ng puso.. haay!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami lang ni fay ang nasa audience at ang mga ate namin... &lt;strong&gt;support system?!&lt;/strong&gt; dami!! si arbee and barbs.. backstage.. inggit ako! waah!! oh well front row naman kami e.. basta &lt;em&gt;there were so much laughs..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mostly from ate.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;side comments..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;kay ate din.. &lt;/strong&gt;at mga palakpakan.. sa &lt;strong&gt;MAPUA&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;CSR&lt;/strong&gt;.. xempre.. &lt;strong&gt;i screamed my bronchial tube out..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO SHARZ.. GO BEAR.. GO JHO.. GO LIZA.. GO D.R.. GO MITCH.. GO PATTY.. GO NIEN.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;*im sorry if i missed anyone..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fay went home early.. ako.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was still there screaming my boo's name and ang pangalan ng mga alaga ko..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ANG GANDA NI ATE JEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ORANGE)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** bonus : ang daming gwapo!!!! shet!!! ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show.. ang taray ng loka.. aba, &lt;em&gt;pumunta ako ng backstage..&lt;/em&gt; pasaway.. hehe.. i congratulated them and said my goodbyes.. &lt;em&gt;my mahal was so tired..&lt;/em&gt; haay.. &lt;strong&gt;if only..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay.. indescribable ng feeling.. &lt;strong&gt;sana marunong akong sumayaw! &lt;/strong&gt;basta.. samin na lang yung mga happenings.. eion.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you mahal.. i hope alam mo na yun.. sana.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*inspired*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-111020595862183845?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/111020595862183845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=111020595862183845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111020595862183845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/111020595862183845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/mahal-ko-nga-ang-mahal-koh.html' title='mahal ko nga ang mahal koh..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110994239779998696</id><published>2005-03-04T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T00:18:13.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crema de proota.. puro hangin ang utak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PART II :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wooohtang! hehe.. second day of exams.. and &lt;strong&gt;the official last mass.. &lt;/strong&gt;once again..&lt;strong&gt; another LAST of our batch! &lt;/strong&gt;hmm.. the morning was supposed to be great.. but.. haay.. &lt;em&gt;thank God i have mow! pati rin yung baby ko.. Marfa!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;oh perfection yet again!&lt;/strong&gt; some people just dont seem to care! some are just plain concieted.. sobrang insensitive!&lt;strong&gt; *no further comments*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the way, congrats on the medley mow! ang perfect mo na rin!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*~ baking with mrs g&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;our last eco exam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! pasaway na test.. medyo madali pero may mga tanong na hindi ko pa rin alam.. all i know is, &lt;strong&gt;it was about the bakers and pies.. &lt;/strong&gt;yun lang.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.. i ate with palma and the rest of the gang.. &lt;strong&gt;ang saya!!&lt;/strong&gt; we were just relaxed. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one was reviewing for the math torture exam at all! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;haha! ang gagaling na mga bata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kantahan with jen, palma and ajee.. &lt;strong&gt;bad combo!&lt;/strong&gt; haha! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"on my own!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we ate, nagharutan pa kami sa taas.. hehe.. basta, we didn't want to stress out coz of the test.. we tried to study, but nothing was going in.. haha.. i bought 2 tickets for the &lt;strong&gt;Orange dance show &lt;/strong&gt; on sunday from you know who.. &lt;strong&gt;my pooh&lt;/strong&gt;,, haay.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was just happy na nakabenta na siya.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;im excited to watch na!&lt;/strong&gt; yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*~ all hail the freakin' FREQUENCY! :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;our last math killing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh GOD! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i absolutely, positively  did not know a thing in the exam.. not a single spec of idea!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; oh crap.. &lt;strong&gt;total blankness!&lt;/strong&gt; that's about it. we extended.. but i did not want to prolong the agony.. &lt;em&gt;i was the second one to pass the paper. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aion.. i went to st. rita to tell bes i gotta go.. kinulit ko din si mrs adri,, sabi niya.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"bigyan mo ako ng grade sa monday ha! yung mabibilang ko.." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;with matching the &lt;strong&gt;pa-cute na kindat,, &lt;/strong&gt;hehe.. &lt;em&gt;ang cute naman talaga e.. haha!!&lt;/em&gt;and so i went down alone.. and saw ate with a &lt;strong&gt;"little" boy&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;or so i thought.. &lt;/em&gt;si jb lang pala with a new haircut! pasaway! &lt;strong&gt;parang totoy!&lt;/strong&gt; katawa.. &lt;strong&gt;nangloko pa ng mga chix daw! &lt;/strong&gt; sila clyte pala yun! haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. pag-uwi... tulog.. tulog.. tulog.. yun lang.. haha! YM with a long lost friend.. si don.. tapos.. tulog ulit! then.. yun na yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI : i might seem happy.. but im not.. still counting the days ahead of me.. my batch.. basta.. im missing them already,, especially s****.. and bes,, ofcourse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*twisted*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110994239779998696?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110994239779998696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110994239779998696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110994239779998696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110994239779998696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/crema-de-proota-puro-hangin-ang-utak.html' title='crema de proota.. puro hangin ang utak!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110986195853430521</id><published>2005-03-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T20:47:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eternal lasts... TRIGONOLOGY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PART I :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** i just read mow's blog.. sa kanya trilogy,, sakin.. eto,, TRIGONOLOGY.. so may pi over four, three, at two.. why the new born word?  just like the sound of it.. anyway.. kanina was the last periodical exam in PINOY and PHYSICS,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung mga &lt;strong&gt;"trick"&lt;/strong&gt; tama o mali questions ng &lt;em&gt;el fibustero..&lt;/em&gt; hahaha!! at.. ang multiple choice sa phy6 na : (i got this from chika)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question # 21:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If Anne swims 1m below the ocean, and Chuva 1m below the river, who exerts more pressure?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Anne&lt;br /&gt;b) Chuva&lt;br /&gt;c) same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d) ONE OF THE ABOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ni babe ang tagal niyang inisip yun.. ako din! kasi parang ang labo.. hindi pala parang.. &lt;strong&gt;MALABO talaga! &lt;/strong&gt;putcha! pasaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the exams.. i had to stay coz i had to give an exam sa 1st year -st. mary goretti.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"student-teacher" daw.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ms labs requested for me to watch them for her subject.. pero chika muna with some of the Moreo's.. as expected.. makukulit na mga bata ang freshmen.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;special mention ang isang may dala ng camera..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i tried.. i was calm but a little annoyed..  jals was there to calm me down.. eion.. i went home right after.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kumpleto ang angkan ko sa bahay.. &lt;em&gt;pero nairita ako kay ate.&lt;/em&gt; feeling ko kasi napepressure ako kapag kinukulit niya ko tunkol sa college e.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parang my decision is not good enough hanggang hindi umaakma sa gsto niya.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate that tone of voice she uses..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; grr talaga.. ewan ko.. ayoko nang makiag-away.. &lt;strong&gt;i slept it off..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, magsisix na.. i didnt want to study so i found somthing else to do.. nagluto ako ng pasta, nagdilig ng plants sa terrace.. &lt;em&gt;nagpanggap na mag-aral.. &lt;/em&gt;well &lt;strong&gt;highlighting doesn't exactly mean i was studied..&lt;/strong&gt; that's all i did.. i swear.. &lt;strong&gt;i've never felt more lazy in my life!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up till now, &lt;em&gt;wala pa rin akong naaalala sa mga lessons &lt;/em&gt;at inaantok na ko! ewan o ba! bahala na.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im going to sleep..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pics of yesterday's events muna..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/suchpretention!.jpg" width="140px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(palma, fay, and mel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love this shot.. ang kalakohan namin nung lunch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parang may something sa kuhang toh.. dont you think?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=" http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/babenmel.jpg" width="150px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my babe,, in the dark.. uh-oh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;em&gt;his was during the amistad viewing,, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*undefined*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110986195853430521?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110986195853430521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110986195853430521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110986195853430521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110986195853430521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/eternal-lasts-trigonology.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eternal lasts... &lt;/em&gt;TRIGONOLOGY&lt;/strong&gt;!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110977324342208081</id><published>2005-03-02T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:20:43.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn exams!!!</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is gonna be the start of our finals,, yup.. &lt;strong&gt;fourth quarter periodicals.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything we do now is the last ever for our highschool adventure..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sobrang lungkot na masaya na nakakadrain.. emotionally and physical.. haay,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina we were all busy with the pahabol requirements.. may mga fun moments din xmpre.. with d12 and the ciesta friends.. katawa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not actully in the mood to write the details coz' i know i'll just talk about how sad it is coz we only have 3 days of normal/ usual activities.. &lt;em&gt;yoko pang umiyak..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happened today,, i just watched bessy's defense..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(CONGRATS BES!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the videos for music.. funny ng todo,, amistad.. oh so sad! basta.. the lunch incident with ajee and bear sa cecilia..haha!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"wala sakin yung picture! na kay ***!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hehe!! nainis tuloy yung isa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far yun pa lang.. ngayon.. im supposed to be studying.. physics and pinoy.. i kinda know the el fili na but i&lt;strong&gt; cant seem to understand anything in PHYSICS!!! &lt;/strong&gt;kahit anu pa and gawin ko..hmph! lechugas! i need not further elaborate.. the seniors will get that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imm gonna sleep now.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and pretend im done studying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*tamad*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110977324342208081?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110977324342208081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110977324342208081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110977324342208081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110977324342208081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/damn-exams.html' title='damn exams!!!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110968143523687569</id><published>2005-03-01T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:54:40.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nuh-uh... hehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carrielynnesworld.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img66.photobucket.com/albums/v201/carrielynne/loveme.gif" border="0" alt="Click here to see more graphics by, CarrielynnesWorld.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that says it all.. uhm.. basta.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that goes out to you know who..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, kanina was so hectic.. pero i was so sleepy.. ang batugan ko e,, i slept early morning in bessy's classroom.. then again sa classroom ko.. haay.. so many requirements to pass.. why the hell do they ask for everything last minute?! putcha! they reshuffled our sched coz of pahabol tests and lectures.. haay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpaextra exam si mrs adri kanina to pull up our grades.. feeling ko mas bumaba pa grades ko.. eion.. we took our comp exam kanina.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;result:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;how the hell should i know?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i didn't learn shit from her!&lt;/strong&gt; after that.. eco time.. tambay muna sa rita with stella.. then helped out sa mga fire drills ng iba,, kakatawa.. ang arte nga lang nung iba,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lunch passed by quickly pero extended ang rest namin dahil walang ginawa sa physics.. we had time to study for pinoy and health.. first test.. health.. haay ms suelto! pasaway! after.. defense ng iba.. &lt;em&gt;so, i slept yet again!! oohh,, sarap!&lt;/em&gt; jals woke me up for PE.. the best ever worst basketball game!&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; odd versus even!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ofcourse we won!!! EVEN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aahh!!! heheh!!! galing! then.. after.. another test.. pinoy! ahh! as usual.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mahirap! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uwian was fun,, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last batch retreat..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ang saya! we sang the lupang hinirang 3 times. sila donna and anne.. hala! nasa gitna sa harap.. hehe.. pasaway kasi e.. &lt;strong&gt;finale,, the turn around.. huh!&lt;/strong&gt; last na nga toh.. malapit na talaga.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bes and i went up to get our stuff.. nasalubong ko si mow.. na may brownie.. hati daw kami sabi ni sir.. so i got my share.. tapos binigyan ko si arbee.. well si arbee sana.. pero bear said kanya na lang daw.. xmpre.. priority.. &lt;em&gt;kada calls!&lt;/em&gt; then i told arbee,, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"xmpre mahal e!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tapos bigla niyang tinuro si mahal.. &lt;/strong&gt;buti na lang nakatalikod.. pero im sure na-get niya yun.. napamura na lang ako e.. hehe.. nakita pa lahat nila donna.. grr.. kaasar.. haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bes hitched a ride with me kanina. hinatid namin siya sa house.. grabe.. kwentuhan kami.. katawa nga e.. mga run through sa happenings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ill miss all these.. &lt;em&gt;soon we'll graduate na.. &lt;/em&gt;im starting to think i wont have anything to post about anymore.. they're part of my everyday life.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im addicted to this.. THEM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; im still not sure how i'll leave this behind.. college is one thing but there's a lot that can happen,, lalo na ngayon.. might i remind you.. &lt;strong&gt;MIGRATION!&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm... nakakaiyak! kahit nga hindi pa ko aalis e.. the thing is, we wont be together everyday.. aahh!!!  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant even stop thinking  of that someone i cant let go of.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i want us to be ok.. as in seriosong &lt;strong&gt;OKAY&lt;/strong&gt;,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, this picture will say it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let it rise and set.. and all will be beautiful..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/sunset.jpg" width="400px"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*contemplating*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110968143523687569?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110968143523687569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110968143523687569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110968143523687569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110968143523687569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/03/nuh-uh-hehe.html' title='nuh-uh... hehe..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110958806003389987</id><published>2005-02-28T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T19:49:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how time flies.</title><content type='html'>today is totally different sa mga events kahapon.. im happy.. see.. &lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY DIFFERENT FROM YESTERDAY... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all.. i would just like to give a shout out to the st. cecilia people for doing such a great job on their entrepeneurship activity kanina.. &lt;strong&gt;ANG SARAP!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;your head chef is the best!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sobrang love ko yun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning pa lang ikot na ako coz i had to recopy the notes of bessy. thanks tita penny! much love! helpful ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumunod don ang highlight ng pagkainis namin sa classroom.. computer time.. talk about praning.. hehehe,, dont worry, we got your back barbie! love u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uwian.. kinausap &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;niya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ako!!! oh my GULAY!!! i was so shocked! ask ajee! basta.. ang babaw pero i couldn't care less.. so.. eto.. im promoting the &lt;strong&gt;ORANGE dance show collaboration&lt;/strong&gt; thingy on &lt;strong&gt;MARCH 6, Sunday...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please support them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;P120 lang.. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;im sure it's worth your time and money... &lt;/strong&gt;leave me a message kung gusto niyo ng tickets.. yan.. that one's for you mahal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos when i got home, ching sent me my picture with ira.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sooper opposite.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;as you can see, halos mamatay ako sa kakangiti habang siya... serioso.. &lt;strong&gt;opposites attract naman diba.. &lt;/strong&gt;and our clothes match!!! so cool.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wedding na lang ang kulang.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hehe! love you ira! aaaahhh!! still star struck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/weddingna!.jpg" width="400px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hindi naman masyadong halata na sobrang saya ko dba?? &lt;br /&gt;thank you LORD!!! &lt;br /&gt;image of perfection! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill post mor later.. maybe! finals na this week and i still haven't submitted some requirements.. &lt;strong&gt;coz i cant find them!&lt;/strong&gt; ahhaahahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero xmpre, lungkot pa rin coz were still not ok.. &lt;em&gt;sobrang temporary thing lang.. &lt;/em&gt;yung mga &lt;strong&gt;"pag kailangan" &lt;/strong&gt;moments.. haay.. ewan ko na.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*changed*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110958806003389987?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110958806003389987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110958806003389987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110958806003389987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110958806003389987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-time-flies.html' title='how time flies.'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110948967347064934</id><published>2005-02-27T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T15:34:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pull me out~</title><content type='html'>yesterday was mavic's party.. it was fun but as usual.. ako nabadtrip.. sa mga bagay-bagay.. pero ok lng.. kinaya naman.. instant emcee again.. anyway.. the venue was at the aguadeck sa east tower ng globe in madison.. i kinda bonded with cris and scared the hell out of ace.. at least i would like to think so.. just looking after my babies.. aion. videoke fun till the wee hours.. then we took home kayps agn and went home.. we arrived at about 12:30am.. i couldnt sleep so nagusap nalang ulit kami ni tats.. until mga 3:30am.. we both fell asleep on the phone.. basta, ang daming lumabas.. hehe.. we're all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   all i could think of is my mahal.. i cant help but think na i have less than a week to live.. i cant even do anything to make things better with us. i have a lot of stuff i want to say to my mhal but i cant.. hindi pwede.. im stuck in this damn situation!!! i just want to die!!! the more na lumayo xa, the more i want to forget that i have to live.. i cant turn away.. its too much.. but if i hold on, i know that i'll just get hurt even more.. its been more than a year and things are getting worse.. cold as ice!! i just want to die!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*stuck* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110948967347064934?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110948967347064934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110948967347064934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110948967347064934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110948967347064934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/pull-me-out.html' title='pull me out~'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110941175490139697</id><published>2005-02-26T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T17:55:54.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut it~!</title><content type='html'>i got a new haircut!!! i so love it!! hmm.. i hafta prepare na rin for mavic's parte' woohoo.. i'll update again later.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*express way*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110941175490139697?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110941175490139697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110941175490139697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110941175490139697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110941175490139697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/cut-it.html' title='cut it~!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110930644421873510</id><published>2005-02-25T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T13:19:46.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d' adventures of.. d' seniors!</title><content type='html'>** first up the pix from our trip to pansol : JC Manzano Private pool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/JCMpoolblurred.jpg" width="400px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOL o' FUN with the whole gang..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scary the blurry effect!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/JCMvodkas.jpg" width="400px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the best part of the night..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;VODKA!!! We Love You..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/JCMmownching.jpg" width="400px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mowee and chingy getting drunk!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talagang "happy" ang birthday party! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/JCMhotdogs.jpg" width="400px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Morning Hotdogs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ang sarap! some of us still had a heavy breakfast after..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/JCMbye.jpg" width="400px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bidding farewell to our home in pansol..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flash pix lahat!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. yesterday was immersion fun! actually medyo malungkot ako at sa dulo ay medyo mainit ang ulo ko because of a certain incident.. &lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*no comment*&lt;/em&gt;  "makisama ka naman!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut it short,, we spent time with &lt;strong&gt;kuya glenn and his new family,, &lt;/strong&gt;newbie baby.. 2 months pa lang.. &lt;strong&gt;baby jen.. &lt;/strong&gt;sila nika.. sa kabilang house.. &lt;strong&gt;kay tita norms.. &lt;/strong&gt;sila marcel.. on the other side of the road.. basta.. &lt;em&gt;ang saya kasi we learned a lot.. magsiga.. magsaing,umiyak habang nagluluto..&lt;/em&gt; its the simple life! &lt;strong&gt;i felt like paris.. &lt;/strong&gt;d only difference is : &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM NOT STUPID!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hehe.. but it was so hot!!!! literally! walang lilim.. &lt;strong&gt;challenge kapag makahanap ka ng silya na nasa lilim..&lt;/strong&gt; ok naman.. si &lt;strong&gt;baby aj&lt;/strong&gt; din andun.. ang puti.. parang si bada.. hehe.. &lt;em&gt;nakipagbati din ako through suncell..&lt;/em&gt; haha! somehow ok na kami ni tatad,, after, time to go na.. mga 5:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a second of fun din with arbee, bes, fay, palma.. and the others.. sa may pasalubong stop. &lt;strong&gt;i missed bessy.. &lt;/strong&gt;d kami magkasama e.. sadd.. sa stop over naman.. tawanan with ching,wappy and kaypee sa kfc.. saya kaya! eion.. we arrived sa school 9pm na.. hinatid namin si kayps.. &lt;em&gt;i got home tired and exhausted..&lt;/em&gt; i slept like there was no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, &lt;strong&gt;no classes..&lt;/strong&gt; yey! pero daming things to finish! nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*in heat*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110930644421873510?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110930644421873510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110930644421873510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110930644421873510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110930644421873510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/d-adventures-of-d-seniors.html' title='d&apos; adventures of.. d&apos; seniors!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110916531579319896</id><published>2005-02-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:28:35.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>defend yourself!</title><content type='html'>ill make this short.. defense is over.. it sucked.. or should i say.. the dog shoul be killed! basta!leche xa! t*n*i*a*g *u*a! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entrepeneurship ng rita.. &lt;strong&gt;sarap ng food!&lt;/strong&gt; binigyan ko din ng food si mahal.. di niya nga ako tinirahan e.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dipsy potato!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;defense niya din ngayon..&lt;/strong&gt; haay.. sana ok naman.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonded with fay.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no comment!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; basta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kinda depressed..&lt;/strong&gt; ewan ko why,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*down there*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110916531579319896?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110916531579319896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110916531579319896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110916531579319896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110916531579319896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/defend-yourself.html' title='defend yourself!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110916564660985342</id><published>2005-02-22T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:34:06.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cook~!</title><content type='html'>kami ang toka sa entrepeneurship ngayon.. &lt;strong&gt;all in all it was fun..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;badtrip lang kasi not everyone gave their all in helping.. &lt;/em&gt;all around kami nila vets.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; total profit * P5.00/student&lt;br /&gt;  total money back * P225.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. &lt;strong&gt;quality food.. &lt;/strong&gt;ganda ng feed backs so at least the people liked it! that's what's important! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more kwento.. &lt;strong&gt;too tired!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*exhausted*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110916564660985342?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110916564660985342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110916564660985342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110916564660985342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110916564660985342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/cook.html' title='cook~!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110916326176882601</id><published>2005-02-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:17:31.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bamboo : ira : vic : nathan,, u rocked my world! </title><content type='html'>the &lt;strong&gt;"dream"&lt;/strong&gt; started at about 6pm.. i went back to school with my sister to watch the concert.. she dropped me off muna then went to starbux to get ate toto.. aun.. the band that won sa contest noon started to jam! wala pa ngang tao nun e.. aun.. marcel called me then we went out for a while.. to our surprise, &lt;strong&gt;bamboo was there! as in the band ha!&lt;/strong&gt; i just froze when i saw ira cruz! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's so hot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dang!!! i have never been so star struck! marcel saw my soul walk away from my body.. haha! in other words, &lt;strong&gt;i was out of my head!&lt;/strong&gt; anyhoo.. they went into the grade 4 classroom sa dulo.. shet.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wanted to stare at him.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i couldn't control my actions,words, lahat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   eventually i had to move away from their dressing room.. so i decided to go outside and try to find someone who could get me in the room and help me get a picture of ira and i,, &lt;em&gt;i hung out with clang and chika babe sa may stairs.. &lt;/em&gt;clang said friend niya si vic.. oohh,, source! &lt;strong&gt;newbie friend!!! &lt;/strong&gt;hahaha!!! after a while, dumating si bes.. at kung sino-sino pa.. &lt;em&gt;then gide found me..&lt;/em&gt; and we hung out..&lt;em&gt; wla daw siyang date,,&lt;/em&gt; so we went in together.. passed by the room where bamboo stayed,, then went sa court.. spongecola na.. pero sobrang init inside kaya gide asked if its ok for us to go out.. ayun.. naglakad kami sa field then she minggled with nikki, adobo and steph,, as for me.. i saw marian come out of the room so i ran to beg her to help me get in.. pati si mac din.. so ayun.. pumayag xa and si mrs cruz.. the moment i was in the room, again, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i died! i froze! and i fell in love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha! i got my wish. i have a picture with ira cruz!!! ching took the pic with her digicam. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was just the symbol for "cool!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i honestly dont know what happened next.. the last i remember, i was outside na.. si gide was there na din..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   gide and i walked and talked,, past.. present.. ganun.. papanta na kami sa power.. but nakita ulit namin sila nix.. and so we hung out.. and did a bit of.. let's just say &lt;strong&gt;"happiness act!" &lt;/strong&gt;haha! ayun.. chikahan,, then we went back na din kasi tutugtog na ang bamboo..  when we ot there, nakita niya na din si kookah,, so ako, i stayed with marcel and tago.. besides, nagpaalam na din si gide to go to starbux.. anyway.. &lt;em&gt;i got ate toto's phone and took a hundred pictures of ira and bamboo.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was rght in front of him.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;para akong nasa langit.. nakahit-hit at bangag.. i was amazed!&lt;/em&gt; anyhoo.. the night had to end... too bad.. ate went to the office right after.. ako.. i waited for ira to leave.. xmpre.. haay!!!  &lt;strong&gt;heaven..&lt;/strong&gt; sana ching sends me the pic na.. anyway.. eto muna for now..(not the ones i took..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/ira-forpatty.JPG" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/iracruz.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/irayosi.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/hotira.jpg" width="200px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's soo perfect! 100% yummie! fave: last pic!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. i went home and tried to sleep.. but i couldn't.. i fell asleep at 1am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*frozen*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110916326176882601?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110916326176882601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110916326176882601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110916326176882601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110916326176882601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/bamboo-ira-vic-nathan-u-rocked-my.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bamboo : ira : vic : nathan,, u rocked my world! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110891035028575976</id><published>2005-02-20T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T21:02:14.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JC Manzano!!! We LooVeE you!!</title><content type='html'>oh my!!! i just got back from pansol laguna this afternoon.. swimming party all day and night long..  &lt;strong&gt;i had a blast!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had 3 batches ng paghatid sa place.. una sila palma(8am).. sunod kami.. then sila ajee(4pm).. as usual.. kaypee was late so we left the school ng mga 4:30pm.. i rode with ching, her dad, bianx,dana and wappy.. i had to keep quiet half of the ride to the place coz of the bet we made.. xmpre..&lt;strong&gt; i won! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived, palma's group sa car ride was there already.. since morning pa.. &lt;em&gt;excited ba daw?! &lt;/em&gt;hehe.. she showed me her &lt;em&gt;twisty jumping pool trick.. &lt;/em&gt;i just love that! andun din yung kapatid ni raef.. at dad niya..  anyway.. as soon as we settled down, we all joined them sa pool.. onting chikahan.. jacuzzi.. talunan.. then the others arrived na din.. as soon as they got in, we gave them a wet hug,, hehe.. tapos ayun.. the party started..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; videoke tapos pool party fun.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mga dugong &lt;/em&gt;at&lt;em&gt; submarina &lt;/em&gt;na &lt;strong&gt;nakikipagusap sa pader &lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;nagvovocalize.. &lt;/strong&gt;hehe..  we sang &lt;strong&gt;happy birthday &lt;/strong&gt;to ching sa videoke and &lt;strong&gt;we got a 99!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha! ang laking joke diba?? si bes napapasok din namin sa pool.. sinama ni palma sa pagtalon.. takot si bes and panicked.. &lt;em&gt;i swam and got her xmpre.. &lt;/em&gt;after that.. we ate a very heavy dinner and pagkatapos, we danced along with jho.. ang dancetrooper namin,, hehe.. tapos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sayaw pa ulit at picture-peachure!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para kaming mga model.. may showdown pa kami.. &lt;strong&gt;pole dancing.. &lt;/strong&gt;at ang &lt;strong&gt;rock it dance competition..&lt;/strong&gt; then.. the highlight.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang mga vodka!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;oh shoot! medyo nabitin ako pero it was ayt.. we had to shower na din kasi sobrang late na.. ligo.. ligo.. bihis.. then kwentuhan.. yung iba sa kubo at yung iba sa taas.. sa room.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, everyone had to get settled na rin to get some rest. &lt;em&gt;si ajee.. ayun, kanata ng kanta (tula pala) hehe.. &lt;/em&gt;kmi may midnyt snack pa.. at ako.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;add'l vodka in my system,, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;then yun.. pahinga na.. mga 4am na ko nakatulog.. well.. nakapikit lng pla.. si jho parang may hika pa.. &lt;em&gt;bigla nlng umaangat.&lt;/em&gt; pero hindi nya pala alam.. ahaha!!! i got up at 5:30 and went outside for a while.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw the perfect view ng mountain.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but no one was awake yet.. so i went back in to lie down,, &lt;em&gt;then we all got up at about 6:45am to swim and eat hotdogs for breakfast..&lt;/em&gt; we had a few hours to kill so we made tambay sa pool.. &lt;strong&gt;kami ni chingy nagbabad sa araw to get cooked.. and bonded,, nax!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;videoke sessions were up next.. &lt;/strong&gt;while the others were cleaning up and getting ready to go, may mga kumakanta at nagiingay! kami ni ching.. nagpapaaraw pa rin.. sa chair.. sa pool.. &lt;em&gt;i got to swim with the lansang family..&lt;/em&gt; hehe.. fun!! ayun.. after the long bonding, we took a bath and ate lunch,, ang sarap!!! then.. we sang our last few song.. inubos namin yung mg 5 piso.. hehe.. pasaway! kawawa yung machine!  then again.. &lt;strong&gt;peachure sessions!!! &lt;/strong&gt;parang artista! ang daming shots!!! sobra! sa pagalis, nauna sila palma ulit.. then nahuli kami nila chingy.. kasama ko na si bes this time,, lahat kami bagsaka at tulog..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; back to reality..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ang lungkot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JC MANZANO ROCKS! its our home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home,, i did my thesis.. sad..  but i wanted to see mhal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unreal*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110891035028575976?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110891035028575976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110891035028575976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110891035028575976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110891035028575976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/jc-manzano-we-loovee-you.html' title='JC Manzano!!! We LooVeE you!!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110863873690505322</id><published>2005-02-17T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T22:22:32.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>details..</title><content type='html'>im glitter crazy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/melissaglittername.gif" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love glitters!!! thnx for the site mow..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~here are the details for the past weeks.. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   daddy's recovering already.. he lost a few pounds coz' of his diet. pero sooper daming gamot at ng mga kakaibang gadgets na kailangan for daily check-ups and stuff.. but all in all.. he's just fine.. yey for daddy bach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   enchanted kingdom galore nung friday(feb 11).. sobrang saya! mga swan lake moments namin ni bianx,, mga space shuttle screams.. ang wetness ng log jam at mga singitan sa rio grande! pasaway.. i was finally away from the world.. o what fun it is to ride..blah, blah, blah, blah.. weeeeH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   valentines!!! best day ever!!! tpos ewan ko.. ang perfect lng.. nung gabi i had a conversation with my mahal. nagchat kami ng accidental.. i thought it was someone else.. account niya kasi.. yun pala mahal was there.. hehe.. kakatuwa lang.. kilig.. love you mhal Q!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/Bear2Rust.gif" width="200px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/1poohred.gif" width="100px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   nung feb. 17 bday ni ching and gian.. pizza parties! chibog kung chibog! takaw kaya ng buong grupo.. thankies guys for the pizzas.. the babes looove yellow cab!!&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/1chick.gif" width="150px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   thesis deadline and submission.. well i made the cut.. it was owki.. for final copy na pero may few revissions.. well.. nff said.. what else can i say naman,, sleepless nights and absence of mind during classes.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ang entrepeneurship ng seniors.. haay.. advertising ang dating.. si palma mabenta! lalo na sa elem.. bkit kaya?! hmm.. anyway,.. head chef ng cecilia.. xmpre.. who else.. kundi ang best cook ever,, i ordered ofcourse,, samin.. ako.. chef kuno! hehe..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   pinayagan ako ni mama sa pansol, laguna.. oh gosh! first official over night ko.. woohoo!!! im goin tomorrow!!!! weeeeh!!! ayun lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for my mhal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/1teddymissyaa.gif" width="200px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*excited*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110863873690505322?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110863873690505322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110863873690505322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110863873690505322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110863873690505322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/details.html' title='details..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110839601490417367</id><published>2005-02-14T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:46:54.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~happy hearts day winnie the pooh~</title><content type='html'>what a day.. i can't tell you the stuff that happened today in detail coz' its kinda getting late..  anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL OF YOU..  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;especially my winnie the pooh! thank you for making my day complete and perfect!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just so in loovve~ hmm.. the thesis is buggin me though.. im cramming.. well.. at least im happy.. i promise i'll spill the dirt soon.. details to come.. love lots.. keep on spreading a little sunshine! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*perfectly fine*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110839601490417367?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110839601490417367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110839601490417367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110839601490417367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110839601490417367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-hearts-day-winnie-pooh.html' title='~happy hearts day winnie the pooh~'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110821587499518165</id><published>2005-02-12T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:44:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga dapat malaman ninyo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;updates and messages lang guys.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* no more party on my 18th birthday. that's april 16.. just ask setsy or kaypee or arbee or bear why.. sa mga nagbalak pumunta.. sobrang salamat.. love lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sa mga kasama ko dapat sa valentines.. oh crap.. i cant go.. i have to stay home and help out.. sorry.. next time na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* kay bes.. sobrang salamat sa lahat.. for being there sa mga breakdowns ko.. it's a hard time for me ngayon. thank you for bearing with me.. i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sa kasintre at d12 pati na rin sa choir at dance troupe... salamat din sa inyo for making me feel better.. sobrang stressed ako ng todo.. u guys make things better for me... thanks for the prayers the tawanans, iyakans and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sa banda ko.. salamat sa concern kay daddy.. alam kong sobrang love nyo xa.. soobrang miss na kayo nun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sa cast and prod.. for the fun time in EK,, you guys rock! muchos gracias!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;my dad extends his thank you's to everyone..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.. &lt;strong&gt;i'll tell you the details soon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*downfall*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110821587499518165?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110821587499518165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110821587499518165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110821587499518165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110821587499518165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/mga-dapat-malaman-ninyo.html' title='mga dapat malaman ninyo..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110804415235290505</id><published>2005-02-10T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T22:06:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caught in the middle..</title><content type='html'>the day finally came for the EK trip.. but im really feeling so guilty about going.. i passed by the hospital to see my daddy. then i found out my dad's gonna have a minor check-up operation thingy tomorrow.. and i'll be riding the space shuttle in EK?! oh crap! &lt;em&gt;again, i feel like a selfish prick!&lt;/em&gt; but he said its ok.. enjoy daw ako.. i know he just doesn't want to spoil my fun.. i want to stay.. i do.. pero i am going to EK.. pero xmpre, i'll be worried the whole time.. mama's a bit worried too.. actually sobra! &lt;strong&gt;please pray for my daddy..&lt;/strong&gt; so his heart will be better.. &lt;em&gt;i love my dad soo much..&lt;/em&gt; [*cry*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. kaninang hapon, i saw my mahal sleeping like a.. i dont wanna say the word.. ok fine! BABY..  &lt;strong&gt;it was the only time i could stare at perfection..&lt;/strong&gt; i just dropped dead and died right there.. hmmm... it reminded me of the line i heard in oprah last night.. it was the best and most effective line i've ever heard so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i never take a single breath&lt;br /&gt;without taking one for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(don't steal the line dude!)&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just miss the "lambing" moments so much!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i want it back.. i need it.&lt;/strong&gt; still..&lt;strong&gt; mahal na mahal kita mahal qoh.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aion.. meeh gonna sleep now.. im being taken over by my worries again.. &lt;em&gt;it's drowning me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in between*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110804415235290505?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110804415235290505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110804415235290505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110804415235290505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110804415235290505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/caught-in-middle.html' title='caught in the middle..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110795356569370948</id><published>2005-02-09T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T20:52:45.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ash wednesday.. stress came unto me,,</title><content type='html'>how can i start this post?? hmm.. aun..&lt;em&gt; c papa was brought to the hospital..&lt;/em&gt; minor stroke the doctor said.. when he called..tita woke me up saying : &lt;strong&gt;papa mo dinala sa ospital! in a panicky tone.. &lt;/strong&gt;so i sprung straight up from bed and got the phone. i didn't even notice them leave..i called bes right after.. cry naman ako.. aun.. &lt;strong&gt;but he's ok na ngayon.. &lt;/strong&gt;he's still his madaldal and kulit self.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school din.. a bit shaken up coz of the event. &lt;em&gt;may mga bursting into tears and silent moments..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pero my kada n friends were there to help cheer me up.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i just love them so much!&lt;/em&gt; they also planned on coming with me sa hospital after class.. (na d' na tinuloy kasi papa requested na as much as possible no visitors muna..) so yun.. instead of going, &lt;strong&gt;they wrote him a get well soon letter..&lt;/strong&gt; sweet noh? kakaiyak nga e. for now, im trying to keep cool and just drown myself in work.. so i dont break down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass din kanina.. &lt;strong&gt;first and last time napuri ang choir..&lt;/strong&gt; si father!!! yey! okay naman e.. considering lahat impromptu.. last mass na din ata ng seniors.. oh.. (*tear~tear*) &lt;strong&gt;graduation is coming na!&lt;/strong&gt; i feel it im my skin! haha,, CORNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test sa music..&lt;strong&gt; perfect!&lt;/strong&gt; may sobra pang isang point!! beh! 80's pala ha! &lt;em&gt;i know my music!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patty gave me na the tape for the cheerng thing.. &lt;em&gt;kasama na yng sa juniors&lt;/em&gt;.. i haven't watched it though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halos wala namang nangyari in school.. i didn't notice anything naman kasi &lt;strong&gt;i was pre-occupied with my worries..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dismissal.. mow and bes went with me to the hospital.. hmm.. buti na lang.. at least kalmado.. but before that, &lt;em&gt;i finally told @*&amp;#$ na i took her out of the list na.. &lt;/em&gt;as usual.. &lt;strong&gt;i just got a.. "u piss me off nod." &lt;/strong&gt;milagro nga e.. d ako masyadong affected. i didn't make a big deal out of it.. as i said.. i was pre-occupied..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. kuya and mang eding picked us up from school.. then i stayed with papa.. &lt;em&gt;(personal nurse?)&lt;/em&gt; sila bes hanggang 2:30pm.. aun.. i slept for a while.. tapos pagbalik nila mama, i went home na.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this thesis thing just sucks!&lt;/strong&gt; bitin yung oras.. im soo sick of it.. no comment na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon.. i just want to rest.. lots to do tomorrow.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life goes on.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*exhausted*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110795356569370948?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110795356569370948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110795356569370948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110795356569370948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110795356569370948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/ash-wednesday-stress-came-unto-me.html' title='ash wednesday.. stress came unto me,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110786202407281973</id><published>2005-02-08T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T20:20:47.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh what joy! &lt; *in denial* &gt;</title><content type='html'>pointless as it may seem, i feel like shit right now.. i took reggie's advice.. &lt;strong&gt;off with her head&lt;/strong&gt; she says,,  i mean.. &lt;strong&gt;off of the list she goes!&lt;/strong&gt; i hate it! pero xmpre.. what can i do?? &lt;strong&gt;for my wish to happen, i'll have to oblige to the request.. &lt;/strong&gt;im just bummin' about it.. i hope it's temporary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; this is me having a bad day.. that guy down there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/mancrap.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;=&lt;=&lt;=&lt;=&lt;=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. the seniors have a lot to do this commin' days and i dont know why &lt;strong&gt;i'm not doing anything productive yet.. &lt;/strong&gt;well.. i guess im distracted.. duh! &lt;em&gt;thesis in english and math.. statistics?!&lt;/em&gt; oh crap! sana dba, our teacher shows up tomorrow.. &lt;strong&gt;uso yata ang neglect of duty talaga ngayon sa faculty,,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;the investigatory report in physics..&lt;/em&gt; my favorite subject.. sleeping time for 2 periods.. &lt;strong&gt;pumasok pa xa!&lt;/strong&gt; and lots more.. &lt;em&gt;tests, seatworks, homeworks and extra hard lectures and topics!&lt;/em&gt; how i love school! &lt;strong&gt;NOT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i not mention the &lt;strong&gt;over-heating incident&lt;/strong&gt; this morning.. damn pick-up! it didnt last that long but i got a late slip for it anyway! and not to mention, a not so good moment for &lt;strong&gt;getting locked outside the classroom&lt;/strong&gt; during worship for it.. nilock niya tapos tatanungin nya kami why we didn't attend the morning worship?! aba!!! and it didn't stop there,, it happened again during H.E.. &lt;em&gt;crap tlaga..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hindi lang yata yung kotse ang nagover-heat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the only thing that's keeping me going is that trip to EK..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;im still hoping i die there.. &lt;/strong&gt;grr!!! pero hindi rin.. i dont think i'd enjoy.. wala si bes,, wala mahal ko.. &lt;strong&gt;wala akong kapartner.. &lt;/strong&gt;bahala na! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poop! ewan.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im a worthless piece of shit with a shitty life! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crappy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110786202407281973?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110786202407281973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110786202407281973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110786202407281973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110786202407281973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-what-joy.html' title='oh what joy! &lt; *in denial* &gt;'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110777528783173230</id><published>2005-02-07T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T19:42:12.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minor glitches</title><content type='html'>oohh.. im sorry bianky.. there.. read it again.. you're there na,, yan yung tunay na list.. candles ka.. owki.. there.. that's done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwento on today's haps.. well nuthin much happened.. nakita ko lang xa after the longest weekend ever.. i talked to darski bout my debut.. i told her na she's invited along with *#%&amp;!.. she managed to convince *#%&amp;! to come.. in one condition.. dapat daw hindi xa part nung 18's.. naman,, siguro in the worst case i would compromise.. but.. sa ngayon, hindi. its important to me na part xa ng 18 ko.. SOBRA! i made it a luau para walang problem sa damit.. casual na nga dba.. sana enough na yun.. but i refuse to change my list again.. alam niyang it means a lot na andun xa and much more if part xa ng 18's ko.. xmpre! i dont wnt to stress out about it that much.. matagal pa kasi pero i cant gat it off my head,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. im going to enchanted kingdome this friday with the cast and prod.. i cant w8.. we're excused from classes again.. haha! they gave us a waiver thing.. sobrang takot ang school sa mga rides.. oh well.. if i do die, at least i die happy.. har~har.. i just loooove the space shuttle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.. oh yah,, classes on saturday.. at mga project na walang sawang dumadating.. oh GOD! HELP US!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said.. i think i have to start doing something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave u with some pix from my malibay tour.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/d6ef.jpg" width="180px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate baban and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/ca41.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J to the LO! i love you jolens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/Pritykono!.jpg" width="180px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeh.. ako lang.. walang iba! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hopeless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110777528783173230?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110777528783173230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110777528783173230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110777528783173230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110777528783173230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/minor-glitches.html' title='minor glitches'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110765983919872985</id><published>2005-02-06T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T11:17:19.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jig showdown..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i posted this on friendster too,, im just too happy for them,, cant control!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;congrats guys!!! i know you blew their heads off when you performed on that stage! no doubt naman yun e.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** this one's for bear and a dance troupe fan : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   i bought load kahapon..&lt;100&gt;.. i was texting for u guys sa polls hanggang gabi.. kasi alam ko na nagtatampo ka (kahit d mo aminin) kasi i wasnt able to go.. pero may natira pa na 23 pesos.. sorry bout that.. my fingers were red as hell at galit na magulang ko kasi wla na akong ibang ginawa.. pero go parin.. text kung text.. 1219 yung last count.. 1029 yung sumunod sa inyo.. and i knew you got it.. i didn't have to ask..&lt;br /&gt;bear.. im sooper proud!!! i know you'll go places! mwah! i love you baby koh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   basta.. u guys are the best.. xmpre.. u were taught by the greatest.. ME! hehe.. joke..  love lots! always keep on dancin'! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. long day ahead of me.. the two days na wala akong pasok, wala rin akong ginawa.. xempre.. cram ulit ako today.. its ayt.. excited na ko pumasok.. xmpre.. more moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110765983919872985?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110765983919872985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110765983919872985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110765983919872985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110765983919872985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/jig-showdown.html' title='jig showdown..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110758228242817483</id><published>2005-02-05T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T19:10:21.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all girls?! yeah right!</title><content type='html'>last night, ate an i discussed about my up coming 18th birthday celebration.. oohh,, fun?! nuh-uh! guests pa lang nga hirap na e.. theme pa kaya.. but i finished my list naman ng mga 12:43 am.. ok diba?! here are some of the things i wrote down.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** my email to ate.. as requested:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish list for my 18th birthday celebration.. goodluck sayo ate! Parang list of demands.. hehe.. LUAU na talaga.. parang nasa beach ng Hawaii.. para kewl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•	Xmpre may &lt;strong&gt;videoke&lt;/strong&gt; fun for all..&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;More picture taking more fun!!&lt;/strong&gt; All the way yan ha..&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Drinks for all.. &lt;/strong&gt;im legal na!!yey for me..&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Sobrng sayang music.. &lt;/strong&gt;from 50 first d8s soundtrack to badesa tunes..&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Tutugtog banda ko xmpre,, &lt;/strong&gt;ako na kakausap.. pero sana di kayo mabingi..Acoustic lang para mas mura..&lt;br /&gt;•	Ate.. I want &lt;strong&gt;bubbles and balloons.. &lt;/strong&gt;serioso yan..&lt;br /&gt;•	Sana yung venue may &lt;strong&gt;pool&lt;/strong&gt;.. at kung pwede din, usable,,&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;No gift no entry?! &lt;/strong&gt;Hehe.. jowk..&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Fooood!!! &lt;/strong&gt;It’s a must.. masarrap ha!!!! &lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;No fighting in the family.. &lt;/strong&gt;alam mo na yun!&lt;br /&gt;•	Ate.. yung games.. yung tipong magwiwistle na may nakasubong pulvoron. Yung  tipong xmas party ba.. baduy na fun.. ill help u with that nlng..&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Billiards table&lt;/strong&gt;: optional&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Give-aways..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Outfit ko for the event!!! &lt;/strong&gt;I should be the most perfect specimen of meat in the butcher’s house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto yung pinaka important.. it’s a must.. sobrang ill labs u like the queen of my hart effect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•	&lt;strong&gt;Video from the cousins sa states.. &lt;/strong&gt;at lahat ng nandun.. miss ko na sila.. okaya &lt;strong&gt;compilation ng videos nila at ng mga peeps dito,, &lt;/strong&gt;prens mo,, prens ko, prens ni kooya na kilala ko xmpre.. asteeg yun!!! Sobrng kalaglag panty sa tuwa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto muna.. thnx ate! I labshu! I finished the list.. 61 exact! Plus tayo xmpre.. I just need to complete their whole names.. aun na lang. and the program.. cge na.. may test pa ko bukas.. labshoo ulit.. moowah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** the 18's of the night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male: 18 roses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa; kuya jerry (ate); kuya jerry (jenny); Uncle eson; Uncle ber; Kuya archie; Kuya jr; jb; Chino; Cholo; Ian; joph; luween; Raef; Macky; Pinggoy; Gem; Kuya mbong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 candles/wishes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate; Setc; Ching; Kahel; Kaypee; Mavic; jho; Paw ; arbee; ajee; &lt;br /&gt;Ms. Hernandez; ate jenny m.; Ate jing; Ate jenny g.; Palma ; Cris; Kas; bianx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 gifts/treasures:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dre; Xanxu; Lorraine; Liz; Hei; Jen; Patnog; steph; Ate patty; Tin-tin; chika; chi; Ate rea; Mow; Fay; Chaba; dara; Reg&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** the guest list.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..  cant post them here.. not yet anyway.. pero gosh.. bilang ang lalaki sa buhay ko! well yung iba kasi mahirap na pag pumunta e.. foul yon! nuh-uh! so there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/roseback.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i did all these, i slept.. ng mga 1:30 am.. then soon i had to wake p to prepare for my exam in st scho.. my dad drove me there.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may adventures pa coz i left the permit at home and remembered when we were already halfway there.. still we had to go back.. and get it.. eventually, i got there.. early pa.. jerwin was there.. at kasabay ko magtest si vetus liit.. it was pretty easy.. well ayoko namang magsalita ng tapos so ill leave it at that.. chikahan with vets, jerwin and friend... (grabe ha! tibo infested.. worse than CSR! oh my!)  then i finally went home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now me gonna go nye-nye.. buh-bye,, zZzZzZzzZzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-high.jpg" width="50px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/SMILEY-smirk.jpg" width="50px"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sleepy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110758228242817483?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110758228242817483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110758228242817483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110758228242817483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110758228242817483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/all-girls-yeah-right.html' title='all girls?! 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i do.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;teachers' day at CSR..&lt;/strong&gt; as usual.. we prepared a so called &lt;strong&gt;"surprise"&lt;/strong&gt; presentation for them.. yung choir and mga batches.. the morning passed by like a breeze.. kasi i was so sleepy, i didn't even notice it happen. anyhoo.. the choir was excused for a practice na confidential daw.. pero before that i had to attend my music class.. perfect ko ang 70's test! xmpre.. sobrng dali!! hehe.. so there.. medyo badtrip pa rin coz i heard the damn song of 22! babaw diba? i know. pero affected pa rin ako.. practice was till 1pm.. then things startd to get more BORING! or maybe i was just tired.. ewan ko.. i was groggy the whole day.. yun.. kanta dito, kanta dun.. (1st year..2nd year..) tapos yung presentation SC for the teachers.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a video of pure.. COMEDY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hehe.. mga caught in action.. unguarded moments.. pakipot at pagpapacute ng mga guro namin.. oh what joy.. then.. a dark cloud came.. or so it felt.. haha.. back to the singing.. daw! juniors were up.. let's just say bigla akong naging proud.. hehe.. whatever! so yun.. seniors na.. at kumanta si chika, palma, jen... i know i missed some others i forgot na.. basta ang senti.. then sila ikay naman na... AY! DIYOS KO! the teachers went.. &lt;strong&gt;"downtown"&lt;/strong&gt; with ikay.. pasaway.. after that, kumanta ulit yung idol ko na kid! &lt;strong&gt;rea basco..&lt;/strong&gt; she sang again.. i didn't mind.. she had the voice of.. basta.. no words can say.. ang galing nya! sooper! how lucky can the choir be dba?! kami yung sumunod sa perfect singer in the world.. well.. they knew what to expect.. i wanted it to be over and done with.. &lt;strong&gt;no vegetables were thrown.. &lt;/strong&gt;so yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day didn't stop there.. dismissal.. &lt;strong&gt;it was my bessie's moment.. &lt;/strong&gt;d ko na lang ikekewento.. bayaan na natin ang mga taong walang alam.. dba bes... hahaha!!! soon after.. i had to leave. home na ko.. i slept on the way.. pag uwi.. ligo.. tapos tulog ulit.. then after 2 hours.. alis na naman for a family dinner.. oh god.. tiring.. long ride papunta dun.. then dinner.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blah..blah..blah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; movie with my beautiful titas.. then i waited for my parents to run out of stories to tell which by the way never happens.. so i decide to sleep again..  thay woke me up ng mga 1:30am.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;napansin yata nilang inaantok ako e..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; whoo! uwi na.. then i just dropped on my bed like a dead bee when we got home.. yun.. that was my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ngyon naman, eto.. im bored,, everyone i talk to sa phone is out of the house.. and everyone here is asleep or just plain boring.. haha!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*echos*     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110741477796922174?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110741477796922174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110741477796922174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110741477796922174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110741477796922174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/status-unstable.html' title='status : UNSTABLE'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110726492740781546</id><published>2005-02-01T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T22:00:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap landed on me again..</title><content type='html'>oh crap! ain't it obvious that i did not have a good day?! &lt;strong&gt;C-R-A-P!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;crap!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***  let me tell you about the shitty day i had.. the morning was fine.. it was bessy's issue not mine but ofcourse it affected me.. &lt;strong&gt;i hated seeing her like that.. &lt;/strong&gt;i mean.. crying like hell.. after that iyakan session.. i found out that &lt;strong&gt;mahal was going to don bosco for a symposium thingy for.. WHATEVER!&lt;/strong&gt; i just couldnt handle it.. &lt;strong&gt;i wanted to see my gumball pooh!!! &lt;/strong&gt;physics.. as usual.. our sooper smart and perfect teacher was absent again.. &lt;strong&gt;neglect of duty?! &lt;/strong&gt;duh!!! siguro nga di'ba?! so i slept.. and slept and slept.. and finally woke up for the next subject.. dismissal.. i went to st rita to fetch mow and say bye to bes.. then palma suddenly asked if she could borrow the tambourine..  i asked why? for what? she replied that it was for the band's gig 2mrw.. i assumed i was part of that band and was hoping to be there to sing.. vocalist nga dba?! she said &lt;em&gt;"ay.. kami lang.. hindi ikaw sa vocals.." &lt;/em&gt;(not exactly the words but that's how i got it..)xmpre i was kinda confused.. i sarcastically asked her who was gonna sing.. hindi pa daw alam.. anyway... i was mad coz it was soo unfair for them to get &lt;strong&gt;"no idea"&lt;/strong&gt; to play.. we are a show band! meaning vocals are included in the package.. it didn't hit my ego.. ewan ko.. &lt;em&gt;i might look and sound like selfish prick but i honestly couldn't care less!&lt;/em&gt; naintindihan ng banda why i reacted that way.. even sila kasel understood.. naiinis lang ako.. sana si mavic na lang ang kumanta para may konswelo.. kabarkada.. so ok lang.. pero once na si !$%$@#$$^&amp;(* ang umakyat dun with my band, i would just die! or better yet.. kill the b*tch! tangna! &lt;strong&gt;foul na xa.. &lt;/strong&gt;ewan ko! i feel so deprived.. betrayed.. pissed.. lahat na! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/anger_management.jpg" width="350px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end.. &lt;em&gt;kayps made me laugh.. sila arbee.. si chingy.. si mow.. thnx guys!&lt;/em&gt; but i still can't say i'll be fine.. ang babaw sa iba pero sakin malalim.. bahala na bukas! if i decide to go.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just want to see my mahal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that's it. i'll feel less bitchy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*echos* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110726492740781546?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110726492740781546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110726492740781546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110726492740781546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110726492740781546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/02/crap-landed-on-me-again.html' title='crap landed on me again..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110716736459864620</id><published>2005-01-31T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:45:23.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning : archer passing.. haha!</title><content type='html'>woohoo!!! &lt;strong&gt;i passed DLSU!&lt;/strong&gt; but i'm wait-listed e,, xmpre im gonna submit a reconsideration thingie,, oh God! im just so happy! &lt;strong&gt;only 2 of us got w8 listed and 29 passed and was accepted.. &lt;/strong&gt;all i know is i'll do everything to be an official green archer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/dlsu.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/dlsucampus.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/dlsulogo.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***  this is my future! i hope! ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. info on today's events :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shortened period.. meaning.. rest! haha! practice dito.. practice doon with kaypee.. then may intimate moment kamo ni baby bear.. haay.. no comment.. si chaba naman kilig ever with matching proof ng date niya.. picture with the madamba's.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagvideo din ako with chichi for the "surprise" daw for the teachers.. as if they have no idea! hello! it happens every year! naubusan nga lang ako ng batt.. pasaway...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tapos club activity,, outreach program thing.. &lt;strong&gt;oh! who lives in a pineapple under the sea... spongebob squarepants!!!... &lt;/strong&gt;tuwa naman si bes sa film viewing.. hehe.. tapos intermission with mavic&lt;strong&gt;(debut performance)&lt;/strong&gt; and kaypee.. nagpakilig na lang si mavic e.. &lt;strong&gt;#1 fan.. PALMA!&lt;/strong&gt; ang cute! then.. chibog with the kids! oh what fun! &lt;strong&gt;free chibog in the house!&lt;/strong&gt; haha! after we ate.. kilig moment na naman kami ni bes.. me muna.. binigyan ko ng food mahal ko.. hmm.. &lt;strong&gt;good deed: feed the hungry.. &lt;/strong&gt;hehe. basta ang cute niya.. si bes naman.. as always.. sweets for her sweet!! yeekoo bes! hehe.. aun.. again.. pasaway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.. in conclusion.. pretty much.. &lt;strong&gt;oh so wonderful!&lt;/strong&gt; hmm.. say no more.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/crescent_love.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*echos*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110716736459864620?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110716736459864620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110716736459864620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110716736459864620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110716736459864620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/01/warning-archer-passing-haha.html' title='warning : archer passing.. haha!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110708690068741689</id><published>2005-01-30T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:08:20.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see how things suck!</title><content type='html'>tonight i was supposed to watch a movie with the family.. after mass we went home.. xmpre sobrang excited na ko manood.. dinner daw muna in the house/.. after eating.. sabi ni mama wag na lang daw kami manood kasi daw pagod na xa.. nakakapikon! buong week end nya sinasabi tuloy daw.. manonood kami.. thejn now what.. im just supposed to sit down and not get pissed!~ shit! di' ko alam what to say.. naiinis talaga ako! langhiya! im listening to the era cd to calm me down.. instead.. i feel like crying naman! basta ewan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*echos*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110708690068741689?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110708690068741689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110708690068741689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110708690068741689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110708690068741689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/01/see-how-things-suck.html' title='see how things suck!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110706452536327074</id><published>2005-01-30T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:21:12.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pahabol.. prayers!</title><content type='html'>sana payagan ako sumama sa laguna.. overnight! oh gosh! kinakabahan ako!!! waahh.. aun lang.. hehe.. please pray for me.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto.. mga pix na nasa computer ko.. i think posted some them before.. but who cares.. haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/bnda!!!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/mahal.jpg" width="125px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/mownme.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*** hmm.. no iDea * sharz n mE * kami ni moweE ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kasyakami.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/siakobeh!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/longlostkuya.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***  ate's special siopao.. hehe..  ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110706452536327074?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110706452536327074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110706452536327074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110706452536327074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110706452536327074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/01/pahabol-prayers.html' title='pahabol.. prayers!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110706412125788867</id><published>2005-01-30T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T13:48:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all is well in the house of rock!</title><content type='html'>yesterday i went out of the house,, finally! im soo bored.. hehe.. i was so happy to see him.. kilig nga at some point e. i dunno why.. he reminds me of someone.. i think that's bad. whoo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to this bandfest thing in pasig.. oh the stink! thank god for his jacket.. ang bango! hehe.. i was holding it for him.. he was funny when he was on stage.. pero ang cute! on the way there, kasama namin frnds nya.. pati si ate.. se.. good girl ako.. hehe! aun.. snuggle~snuggle.. then the rest of the night i was wearing his jacket..hmm... aun.. we went to off the grill ng mga 12:00 mn.. galing ng band na tumutugtog... may tibo na gnda ng boses.. parang girl na tlga xa pag nkatalikod.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home ng 3am.. sobrng awa ko nga coz he was so tired na.. i wanted him to rest muna pero di pwede.. big no-no! anyway.. aun.. i fell asleep na rin after he texted me na he was home na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno ha.. pero i dnt love him.. not yet.. im scared.. mas mahal ko si "mahal!" but this is different.. another thing.. dba?! i m so damn confused.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*echos*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110706412125788867?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110706412125788867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110706412125788867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110706412125788867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110706412125788867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/01/all-is-well-in-house-of-rock.html' title='all is well in the house of rock!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110697006377836624</id><published>2005-01-29T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T14:43:16.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in action.. hit me!</title><content type='html'>its been over a month.. whoo! i just didn't have time to post.. sobrang more than hectic.. let's have a review,, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***debut ni fay and liz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ching and i were the emcees for fay's party.. and the surprise band number made her squeal.. hehe.. pero it was ok as far as i remember.. i got drunk.. arbee and marian too.. haha! funny show.. sabi nila.. party all the way home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bebeth naman.. i was well behaved.. may surprise song number ako.. pero hindi si bebeth ang nasurprise.. AKO! i was with mow kaya it was alright. besides it was for a kabarkada.. it's priceless.. i tried getting drunk but.. there was only one bottle which k53 easily finished with a blink of an eye.. i went home early.. kasi school day the next day.. ayos naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two down.. a lot more to go! hehe.. i love you k53!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments of drunkeness... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/babeni.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/bangag!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/partybabe.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***  guess the before and after  ***  this is proof that i had a great time  ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~cheering practices and the fair / 41st foundation day: OUR LAST~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***cutting everything short.. in the span of a month and a half.. i fell out of a fling with hunny... hmm.. &lt;strong&gt;its all about my "mahal" now,, &lt;/strong&gt;nothing has changed.. i still love my pooh,, hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***while the cheering practices were going on.. i also had to cut my time for the play thingie.. rama and sita.. it wasn't that much of a good story line.. we all knew that but we had to finish what we started.. i was with chaba(bahrata) all the way through.. as usual.. our brains were working as one.. wow! ara also made the last minute cast changes.. she played rama.. and si vets.. laksamana.. hehe.. then the day finally came for us to present the show to the public.. and it was, they say, a success,, we knew it could have been better but is was again the last of the 6 years chaba and i worked in the school production. it was sad.. pero we had to face tomorrow.. cheering!!!!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***cheerdance season passed by like hell,, it was sooper fun with the seniors! we trully rocked~! we won &lt;strong&gt;first runner up&lt;/strong&gt; but everyone knows who the real champs are,, &lt;strong&gt;SENIORS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; a lot of people reacted when they announced the verdict! it wasnt a pretty syt. haha! &lt;strong&gt;the truth shall prevail.. &lt;/strong&gt;everyone shed a tear.. it was the last of the 4 years of cheering.. we felt so helpless.. but all was well.. &lt;strong&gt;the people love us.. &lt;/strong&gt;that was the best trophee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met some new friends too..&lt;strong&gt; kuya josh and ate jing.. &lt;/strong&gt;they were our choreo,,si kuya josh.. i loovvvee sooo much.. my very own happy girly lovable echos friend! hehe.. i just adore him so much! si ate jing.. at first i had second thoughts about her but in the end.. i appreciated her for staying with us during the dreaded battle. &lt;strong&gt;thank you guys for being there.. &lt;/strong&gt;you will always be part of my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always.. i had more bonding time with bes.. &lt;strong&gt;setsy was great.. &lt;/strong&gt;haay.. i love her soo much.. heehee.. d' na kami mapaghiwalay ng kahit sino at kahit ano.. with all the kilig moments we had during our 2 to 8pm practices.. hehe.. if u know what i mean bes,, i love u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i became friends with my mahal again after the longest year in the history of our existence.. on the third day of the fair (jan 22, sat.) she said &lt;strong&gt;all is well with us..&lt;/strong&gt; though its not the same as before.. im happy.. extatic.. finally! ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***the fair was a success.. just because we earned lots of money.. hehe.. there was a giant inflatable slide!!! pasaway! most of us got bruises and wounds.. pero sabi nga ni sharz.. its all worth it.. hehe.. i couldn't agree with her more! andun pa rin yung catterpilar.. i hitched a ride with ara, pam and burn... 3 gruelling times! i survived but sobrang out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to meet a couple of little angels.. &lt;strong&gt;si pearl and nina..&lt;/strong&gt; pearl is the sister of kahel. sobrang ngiti lagi..she's just soo sweet.. si nina.. pamangkin ni sir.. sobrng kulit at nakuha ang ugali ng kuya nya! haay.. pero love ko prn xa.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dedication booth was a hit! kahit 7 lang yata and cd namin.. it worked and we all had fun.. pati sa wedding booth~! it was indeed a blast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sold tickets for the concert with ara.. mga program for the play and lots more.. kulang na lang si ara ang ibenta ko.. sure money yun! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert.. oh god! &lt;strong&gt;it was a seniors batch party!&lt;/strong&gt; we all had a chance to release our anger,stress,all those crappy feelings.. there was also a small fight in the band.. everyone was badtrip ang 3 showed up drunk.. pero we all agreed to pretend to be normal and decided to go on.. we played three songs.. one of which we didn't know the lyrics to.. haha! it was dedicated to the &lt;strong&gt;seniors&lt;/strong&gt; ofcourse! they loved it.. we loved it.. therefore.. &lt;strong&gt;all is well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all just a bliss now.. we have classes na.. normal! aaahhh!!! well i passed UST.. at nakuha ko na ang card ko for the 3rd quarter,, sobrang exaj ang pagkaback-to-normal!  anyway.. here are some pics,, enjoy.. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/bes.jpg" width="150px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/champs!.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/goodbyeera.jpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; my bessy  ***  PROVIDENCE ANIMADO  ***  finale : our era! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/grinnlngjpg" width="300px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kaboom!.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/origpyramid.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; me, bes, ate jing, and mow(not a nice shot 4 u.. hehe..)  ***  original pyramid  *** &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/ourlast.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/peppyramid.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/pyramid.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***  the pep squad highlight!  *** &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/shake_mahal.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/splitit.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/triangulo.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***  oh so great!  ***  shake it, shake it!  ***  trianggulo  *** &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/ingodshand.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/oneheart.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/stillchamps!.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***  the verdict  ***  all is good  ***  ANIMATED PROVIDENCE IGNITES THE SENIORS  ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pix to come.. cheering and the play.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*echos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110697006377836624?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110697006377836624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110697006377836624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110697006377836624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110697006377836624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-in-action-hit-me.html' title='back in action.. hit me!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110281864388134709</id><published>2004-12-12T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T10:29:11.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all over!!</title><content type='html'>after we finished with last week's activities, what's going to happen next?! xmpre activities ulit! two days of rest and normal classes.. and usual practices ng choir.. anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;december 8,,&lt;/strong&gt; we had no clsses but we had to practice for the mass sa edsa shrine ng afternoon.. so, morning, i went with my dad to starbux to meet with tita dina.. paper signing thing..  gel was there,, shift nya.. si kuya allan din,, "the manager" nax! that was fun.. pero i was still so slepy. after, hinatid na ko sa school.. too early! i should say,, it was also a day for the grade 3 babies.. first communion.. kachika ko sila ms basilia and mrs perez! ayos,, hehe.. at last dumating din si sir.. 8:09am.. hmmpH! soon dumating na din sila.. practice,practice.. lunch~ rockwell!!!! oohh yeah! tokyo-tokyo! tapos,, the trojan war.. if you know what i mean,, right sir?! hahahaha!!! minty! tapos..practice ulit.. then we were on our way,,  EDSA SHRINE!!! ching had to dress up.. that means.. 200 years.. hehe.. ayun.. mass.. done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110281864388134709?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110281864388134709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110281864388134709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110281864388134709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110281864388134709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/12/all-over.html' title='all over!!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110197229465109140</id><published>2004-12-02T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T15:24:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raindrops keep falling on my head,,</title><content type='html'>i have no classes today because of the storm. what storm?! the deped wasted a perfectly good school day.. oh well.. more time for sleep.. and making projects.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwentos around the block,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had practice t mow's place.. actually her lola's.. almost all the choir members showed up. it was cool and productive.. at least that's what we wanna think.. dre was there too.. then marcel came.. then mavic.. i thought my whole batch was comming.. hehe.. they came to do the props for the batch presentation for the SPAC,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards.. i went home.. did the prop assigned to me.. baked brownies for my babe.. waited for ate.. who arrived at about 3 in the morning.. chika galore.. and slept like a baby,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday finally came.. the SPAC presentation.. i was excited at the same time tired.. when i got to school, sam, herc.. and the rest of the gang helped me with my things.. i brought a lot of stuff.. soo much stuff!! we put up the backdrop and fixed some stuff in the audi.. then i had to prepare for our batch thing.. i didn't even know my lines! hehe.. blocking.. hair and make-up.. wooh! drained to the last drop! soon we had to start,, as expected, everyone was too busy doing their own stuff and preparing with their respective batches.. but venice and i still had to go on "emcee-ing." there was this one kid who sang.. i think she was grade 3.. wow! oh hell! she was soo good! and i mean.. o shit!! damn good! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up for the batch competition was the seniors.. my batch! it went well.. but a lot went wrone.. but we had fun.. with ara's adlibs ang the funky background music.. haha! funny stuff.. but we knew we could have done better.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sophies were next.. they did ok.. it was a clean performance.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up next was the intermission.. by the gleeclub.. whahahaa!!! it was.. hmm.. *no comment!* fine.. pwede na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freshmen.. hmm.. i dont know what happened.. i was backstage.. all i heard was mikee's "shine~shine" bit.. damn LSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the juniors.. i have to say that it wasn't what i expected.. a little disappointing,, coz i read their first script.. but all in all.. it was ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intermission ulit.. by our very own SPAC members.. everyone was nervous but we had to do it. i was tired from all the costume changes i had to do..anyway,, ok,, it ws not great but we worked hard,, that was the important thing.. go herc! hehe.. so there.. it was finally over,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awarding.. i was expecting the worst coz i knew we weren't that great and the others did ok.. the results were.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;FRESHMEN ~ 3rd runner up&lt;br /&gt;SOPHOMORES ~ 2ND runner up&lt;br /&gt;JUNIORS ~ 1ST runner up&lt;br /&gt;SENIORES ~ CHAMPION &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so shocked! hehe.. knowing a lot went wrong and all.. but me happy.. very much!!! hehe.. congrats guys! you rock! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the SPAC presentation, we had our long break sice we sponsored the english week activity.. we played truth or dare.. then i hung out with my bes in st. bernadette,, then somone arrived,, hehe!!! nice! m*****.. th SPAC went to st monica so we got our stuff from the audi and transferred,, i had a little chat with the second year members.. with cris.. hehe.. that was funny.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm.. i had to attend the cast meeting for the school play again.. hmm.. thank god my myx arrived,, that made things a lot easier to bear.. after the meeting, i hung out with my hunny and talked.. monch was there too,, they were picking on each other again..  har-har.. hunny recorded something on my phone.. the mulawin theme.. hehe.. corny but i loved it! hehe,, kilig xmpre,, i missed my hunny so much,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought my things to the music room for the practice.. meanwhile, they ordered yellow cab pizza.. courtesy of julliane.. which came at about 5:15pm.. i got a couple of slices for myx.. i knew hun was hungry.. hehe.. finally, Quality time!!! hehe.. it was the cutest thing! i went back to the music room and shared my kilig moments with everyone.. i was elated.. i ate a slice,, (btw, the slices were sooper small,, squares,,) hehe.. i couldn't finish it because  was too kilig.. hehe.. its crazy! i called hun to finish it for me coz i couldn't eat another bite but myx just gave me a look that said.. " kainin mo na yan mel.." well hun did say it.. it was the sweetest thing,, it's not that often that i see myx look serious.. hehe.. i honestly got scared for a moment.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went up to the audi to look for bes but i didn't find her.. myx had to go home.. so i walked my hun to the gate,, hmm.. heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glee club prac.. we had fun.. there wer some awkward moment coz of my gap with bee.. but t was owki.. i was smiling.. i was on a high! hehe.. i even gave jullianne a kiss on the cheek! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, it was a long day.. eventually, it had to come to an end.. we got dismissed at 6:15pm.. my ride wasn't there yet so i had a chika galore with chaba and mavs.. i was detched at around 7pm.. when i got home... i fell asleep.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was back to normal.. classes and all.. i had to catch up.. it was o.. really normal.. choir prac.. we finally finished the song. hehe.. i went home after.. ate was waiting fr me.. hehe.. then a lot happened.. then i dont remember what came next.. hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i heve no classes,, obviously! im waiting for ate to help me with my project,,so there.. hmm.. more sleep! bye guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110197229465109140?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110197229465109140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110197229465109140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110197229465109140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110197229465109140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/12/raindrops-keep-falling-on-my-head.html' title='raindrops keep falling on my head,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110161700215698301</id><published>2004-11-28T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T12:43:22.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is for my babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR! &lt;br /&gt;hope you have a great,great day... you deserve the best of everything! thanks for always making me feel better when im down.. i love you for being you... you're simply the best.. mwah!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=" http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/chikababe.jpg" width="200in"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110161700215698301?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110161700215698301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110161700215698301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110161700215698301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110161700215698301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-is-for-my-babe.html' title='this is for my babe!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110155209664597733</id><published>2004-11-27T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T18:45:45.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up on life...</title><content type='html'>so much to say so little time.. it's been a busy week.. haay.. anyway.. to start with the kwento... the SPAC has been practicing for the presentation which was supposed to be on the 26th.. it was moved to the 30th,, so there.. we practiced like there was no tomorrow.. hehe.. &lt;strong&gt;i found my hercules..&lt;/strong&gt; haha! marisse.. the best! pasaway! nagdala pa ng date sa practice.. hmm.. har-har,, kaasar nga lang kasi yung isang tao sabi a-attend ng prac tapos nagbothers instead! shet! kaasar.. anyway.. ok naman.. &lt;strong&gt;i love my SPAC! they rock!!&lt;/strong&gt; really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, distribution of cards and last rehearsals ng spac.. from morning till dismissal rehearsals.. ng choir, SPAC, at batch.. all for the presentation on tuesday.. pasaway! haay.. kapagod.. but everything was ayt.. &lt;strong&gt;i just miss my hunny!! much!!&lt;/strong&gt; kasi nman e.. hmm.. so yun,, my parents got my card.. it wasn't a pleasant site! i lost 4 points,, sa english?! o shit! of all subjects!!!! tang-ina! well i have to take responsibility for my own actions.. aion.. xmpre.. pinagalitan ako all the way home.. pero that was that.. when i got home, i got dressed up and slept till morning.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i slept again and watched some dvd's.. i still feel bad about my grades.. i feel so stupid right now.. this sux! anyway, i read ate patty's blog and saw this..  you can get a free ipod here!!!!&lt;strong&gt;http://www.tech4free.com/default.aspx?ref=35476&lt;/strong&gt;,, i really want one! ipod fever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitll a long week ahead.. i still have to learn my song.. buh-bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110155209664597733?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110155209664597733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110155209664597733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110155209664597733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110155209664597733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/catching-up-on-life.html' title='catching up on life...'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110129826847746327</id><published>2004-11-24T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T20:11:08.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>river of sweat &amp; tears</title><content type='html'>this was a long day.. kahit shortened period.. aga dumating ni someone at natulog sa classroom.. &lt;strong&gt;GAMIT ANG PILLOW KO!!!&lt;/strong&gt; har-har! eion.. then long worship.. habang hug-hug ko mga pillows ko.. eventually, nagclasses na..  pull-out..then we made the background for the SPAC presentation.. onting fun-fun dancing and singing with palma and friends and then tuksuan with fay.. hmm.. &lt;strong&gt;"coz im missing you so badd..."&lt;/strong&gt; hehe.. tapos back to work.. sinulat ko yung script for the program.. wow.. eion.. ang hirap pala.. anyway.. after that.. i had my little trip with bear to &lt;strong&gt;never-never-NEVER again land &lt;/strong&gt;with my baby bear! hahahahaha!!!! bonding naman e.. then.. i went to the gleeclub practice and rested for a while at nakipagasaran kela kim.. aun.. then someone arrived.. si bee.. we had a fight the other day and we haven't been talking.. well.. she doesn't wanna talk to me e.. so, kanina.. i tried.. tapos.. aun.. wala.. she walked out.. i cried like hell.. shet! i even made mow cry because of it.. i miss her so bad! i know it was my fault.. i admit that.. i just want bee back! if ever you get to read this.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i trully am so sorry.. i know i hurt you.. IM SORRY!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so yun.. i went home in tears.. but as soon as got home, chika made me smile,, aww... thnx dear.. i love you soo much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough with that.. i found out na hunny went to market-market.. d' nga xa nagrereply e.. tpos d nya sinasagot yung phone.. i didn' get to see my hunny.. aww.. sayang! KABUKI! haha!!!pasaway! cute daw e.. so un.. now im home stll thnking bout a lot of stuff..  just hope everything turns out ok.. im so tired.. in all aspect na! no more smiles e.. haay! pahinga na ko.. maybe tomorrow good news naman.. buh-bye,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110129826847746327?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110129826847746327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110129826847746327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110129826847746327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110129826847746327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/river-of-sweat-tears.html' title='river of sweat &amp; tears'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110113222457480827</id><published>2004-11-22T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T22:03:44.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing with angels..</title><content type='html'>the whole day was soo tiring.. i felt like dying morning pa lng.. only one person made me smile.. kahit pinalo nya ko ng notebook.. ok lang,, heaven! haha.. parang ang labo nun.. hiniram pa nya scientific calcu ko..wahaha.. sweet annoyance?! anyway.. before that, i brought the materials with me morning pa lang.. at sinalubong ako ng reklamo.. tanong.. nagging.. haay!!! stress!leche! anyway.. english soon came.. and we had  test.. hmm.. tapos test sa calculus.. wow.. iba pa rn si mrs. adri.. soo aun.. hmm.. sa P.E. naman,, nakangtoots.. sayaw dito, sayaw dun.. syete! skip na natin lahat.. computer.. excused.. i handled the SPAC and play thingie.. with some other people.. aun.. stress got to me again.. and so i kinda shed some tears... tapos yun.. test na sa pinoy na wala akong kaalam-alam.. but.. i think i did pretty well.. then.. sa play na.. they distributed the scripts.. it's shorter than i expected.. oh well.. less to memorize.. then.. FOOD TRIP... pati sila sharz nadamay din.. sila bes.. si ara.. dami pa.. i pass by now and then sa glee club but failed to stay for the practice.. instead i was there sa practice ng dnce troupe with ms. bay.. hirp i-explain why.. lets just say someone ws there... so aun... saya.. i got to watch the video of their dance.. and i had a serious talk with ms. bay,, hehe.. yun lang.. i went home.. and now imma gonna be sleepin' soon.. zzz... gnyt.. alabshu guys.. moowahahahah!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110113222457480827?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110113222457480827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110113222457480827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110113222457480827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110113222457480827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/dancing-with-angels.html' title='dancing with angels..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110095939543075773</id><published>2004-11-20T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:13:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayan na.. awarding na?!</title><content type='html'>soo.. the dreaded day.. wow! ang saya?! hehe.. well ok lang.. here are the details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 18, thursday :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung morning.. worship as usual.. wala si sir.. hmm bakit kaya? ewan.. pero maayos lahat.. ang lakas ng choir.. matino at walang palpak..parang.. MILAGRO.. then.. some announcements from the best "i'll correct you along that line" person.. hahahaha!!! then.. finally, the awarding came.. elem.. intermediate alternating with the highschool winners.. alam na naman namin yung results so we tried to keel calm.. especially the loyalists.. like me.. and palma.. daming medals were given out.. isa dun was to me.. kakatuwa..hehe.. first?! haha! anyway,, over~all.. JUNIORS... ok.. fine.. sige..  bitter.. hehe.. GO SUGION! may naghahanap pa ng away!!! haay.. try ka pa! malapit na.. willing akong magkarecord kay Ms. hirang bago ako grumaduate.. and it will be well spent on you! basta we're the championship!! hehe.. individual awards.. mvp,, basketball.. xmpre.. ang BATAS! pamela!!! woohoo!! sa volleyball.. si ara! best blocker ever!! nax! kickball.. Gee-anne.. the kickers! haha!! go go go!! at ang kagulat-gulat na event.. si Kaypee... sportsmanship award?! hehe.. lagi namang tulog.. ang galing! anyway.. congrats guys.. ur the greatest! rehearsals ng choir.. nax! maayos din at matino.. kahit wala si.. yun na yun.. isa lang ang hirit ko.. SUPREMO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 19, friday : just another unusual day.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gala day at flag retreat.. medyo nagkaproblema with the SPAC pero naayos din.. xmpre.. stress.. sobra.. hmm.. anu pa ba?! recess.. may kilig moments.. har-har.. love my hunny.. you make me happy always.. nung hapon.. practice.. wow! ang onti na naman ng dumating.. pasaway.. pero tuloy pa rin.. tapos.. sumone went in the room before we went home.. we all tried to talk,, what's dome is done.. nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;gabi.. PARTY_PARTY after school..the fort habang katext si hunny.. xmpre.. may patawag-tawag pa,.,  haha! habang sila looooweee at marcel ay nakikipagharitan kay ira cruz! shet! what a night that was siguro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 20, Saturday : CSB exam!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early morning.. gising na!!! hehe.. i took the test with a lot of friends.. nakita ko pa si chino.. and friends nya.. gabby valenciano was there din.. parang classroom nga namin e.. ang kooleet ng mga tao,, dami pang may sipon.. hehe.. after the test.. i left with papa and went to office warehouse to buy the SPAC mtrls.. then national sa greenbelt.. then HOME!!! at last.. i didn't wanna go out na so i slept na lang.. layo kasi nung sa dance troupe e,, (sorry guys.. im xur you did well! love you!) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan pa lang naman ang events.. kung meron pa.. aba, malay ko! i just miss a lot of people.. especially REG!!! i want a SUN sim!!!! gnyt guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes* &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110095939543075773?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110095939543075773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110095939543075773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110095939543075773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110095939543075773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/ayan-na-awarding-na.html' title='ayan na.. awarding na?!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110043933284707160</id><published>2004-11-14T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T21:43:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pix.. </title><content type='html'>got this from my babe's blog.. ope u dont mind.. love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/intrams2.jpg" width="125px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/intrams.jpg" width="125px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/ako!.jpg" width="125px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110043933284707160?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110043933284707160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110043933284707160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110043933284707160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110043933284707160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/some-pix.html' title='some pix.. '/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110032275136581144</id><published>2004-11-12T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T13:12:31.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the final plague..</title><content type='html'>so.. eto na naman.. intrams.. haay,, not relly in the mood to write.. kasi my bad news.. pero unahin ko na yng kwentong nagpaganda ng araw ng batch.. morning.. taebo! wow! sigla ng lahat kahit na ang sakit ng katawan namin.. daya nga lang ni ms. suelto.. hanggang bilang lang pala.. tapos.. the major games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOLLEYBALL - SENIORS vs. JUNIORS : 25/21&lt;/strong&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;i didn't play.. thank god! i broke down just minutes before the game.. i saw somthing i shouldn't have.. and i reacted terribly.. im back to my old "crazy about s****" self! i couldnt calm down.. i was so mad and frustrated.. not a good combination! i was wearing the lucky bandana from yesterday's accident sa tug-o-war..it was the one na ginamitan ng ice for sharz.. i believe it actually worked.. (by the way.. thanks chaba..)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KICKBALL - SENIORS vs. JUNIORS : 10/2&lt;/strong&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;the first game was great.. they were awesome.. sobra.. si saab.. WALKED.. or should i say.. strut.. hehe.. galing nila! right after the basketball game.. yung championship ng kickball.. umm.. just look at the score.. yabang!!! hehe.. joke! basta! galing talaga! paglabas namin sa court.. sakto,, it was over.. lahat ay nagsasaya at biglang umambon..blessing siguro..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BASKETBALL - SENIORS vs. SOPHOMORES : 36/6&lt;/strong&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;as usual.. pam was the bomb! 3 points! lay-ups.. free throws.. lahat! xa talaga ang batas.. ajee.. nax.. humahabol sa points.. kp! hehe.. isa pa un.. parang kanyon! donna.. inspired kaya pati si ajee nabalibag,, hehe.. i think nag 3 points din.. palma,mc,olyn... nax! iba talaga! kabilib!! xmpre.. my mvp.. hehe.. was soooooooo great!!! she did so well!!! nakashoot..at ang ganda ng mga tira at agaw! pero cute pa rin! i had her watch nga pala.. caretaker..nax! hehe.. everyone was screaming.. sobrang high sa saya!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga minor games.. di ko maxadong alam pero they were all great.. ching had the last battle,, games of the general.. she won.. so aun.. we were all high from the victories.. hanggang nagdismissal at naguwian na ang mga tao.. tumambay kami ni mow sa music room with the rest of the gleeclub.. tapos nakipagtripping sa covered court with marcel and the tago.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone wac happy until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found out that we didn't actually win the over-all championship.. shet!!! &lt;strong&gt;@#&amp;%^^$^(***@#$@%^&amp;&amp;!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; THAT WAS TOTALLY A SLAP ON THE FACE! guess who won.. yung third year pa! dahil daw madami silang 1st runner up,, parang ang labo nun.. e di sana hindi na lang namin pinanalo ang mga major.. bali wala lang pala yun! damn talaga! i didnt wanna go home.. hindi namin matanggap.. mas masakit pala talaga kapag fourth year.. nkkalag-lag ng pride! it sucks! LIKE HELL! to hell with them! we lost by one point! 24\25 shet! ewan ko.. i dont know how to react.. lahat kami! i just dont want my batch to be disappointed.. they did a great job.. every single one of them! so there.. hanggang dito na lang.. i have to go ponder and mourne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110032275136581144?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110032275136581144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110032275136581144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110032275136581144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110032275136581144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/final-plague.html' title='the final plague..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-110016820879082898</id><published>2004-11-11T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T21:12:24.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much to bear,, but we're the bomb!</title><content type='html'>mahaba toh.. daming nangyari.. daming kwento!sobra! eto na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 5 : Birthday ni hunny!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xempre the day before.. sooper prepare na ko ng gift.. as usual.. ung brownies that i promised.. anyway.. ayun.. as soon as i got to school..sakto, dumating xa,, pasimple xmpre.. bka daming makakita.. issue pa un.. pero success.. hehe.. pasaway nga e,, hmm.. first friday mass pa nung morning so medyo hectic.. pero first time na sobrang enjoi lahat kahit nandn ang ever so loved naming best buds! kahit si sir good mood.. which is not normal.. hehe.. so un.. si father na parish priest ng edsa shrine yung nagmass.. yung kamuka nung nasa the mummy.. hehe.. blessing na nung mga birthday celebrants.. xmpre may happy birthday na LCD,, may sinulat sila so pinadag-dag ko na yung name ni hunny,, pasaway nga e.. na wrong spelling pa. pero naayos naman.. tapos after the mass.. when everyone was leaving the audi.. tinugtog ni sir yung "yeah." pasaway nga e.. pinatigil na xa ni best bud tapos nung tumalikod na.. aba! 2loy pa rin ang saya.. nay aya ngena rap version pa at lion sleeps tonight,,labo! pagbaba ng audi.. aba! double hit si mel.. sakto ulit.. ang dalawang nagpapaikot ng mundo ko,, haay!! shet! iba talaga pag "sineswerte?!" yun,, basta, maganda yung araw hanggang sa practice ng gleeclub!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 6 : gawaan ng props sa bahay ni mow / barbie's debut..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe.. long day toh.. from 8am to past 12 mn, i was with mow.. haay.. props! leche.. i relly dont wan talk about that,, it wasn't a pleasant experience.. simula nung may dumting.. basta.. shorter version.. nota... bahay ng lola ni mow.. bagong fave song.. GNP!! by alec bovick.. glue na maasim,, electric wheelchair.. sabitan ng lobo si lolo sabi ni lori.. dyaryo.. lobo.. at iba pa! mga 5pm.. we started to prepare for the debut.. ligo ako.. dating si ajee.. ligo si mow.. make up ako..tapos si ajee.. tapos bihis.. (muka akong nanay non..alam ko!hmph!) then left at about 7pm.. hinatid kami ng dad ni mow.. when we got there.. andun na ang iba sa "farating gutom." sa table.. si mow, ako, ajee, sharz, ekki, nien, nika, mc, dhee, at maika.. sana wala akong namiss out.. anyway.. ganda ni barbie! sobra! cute ni laurence.. kulit! nangangagat! hehe.. si ara may bite mark sa pwet!! hehehe!!! highlight... ang pagdating ni kp at ara na may jacket.. at ang pagtanggal nila nito.. hehe.. hmm,, what else.. basta it was awkward! sobra.. mow knows why.. duh! same table! si ajee lang ang nasa gitna namin! pasaway! shet! humirit pa si ajee.. haay!!! hirap ng life!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. takaw naming lahat! kulang pa ang food sa table namin! hehe.. sarap! so un.. dumaan ang shots, gifts , words of wisdom, treasures(kasama ako dun), at candles.. alas! dumating din ang 18 roses.. ang cutie..una si dady.. aww.. huli si bebe laurence.. tapos yung best friend ng kuya ni tabby, nakahalik pa!!! hehe.. nax! first! hehe!!! anyway.. yun nga.. afterwards... picture-picture,, then we went home.. antok na kami e..chikahan sa car nila mow hanggang sa bahay.. tapos sinund n ko ni papa.. tapos.. sleep!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 9 : batch practice / meeting sa play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nakalaro ko sila ****** ng volleyball.. hehe.. kakatuwa naman,, hehe.. ang cute! parang bebe.. hehe.. ayun na yon..&lt;br /&gt;finally.. we met the director..we decided on a play na.. rama at sita na modernized! pasaway.. when you think of it.. it's kinda cool.. ganda ng props and story,, so nuf sed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 10 : batch practice ulit.. last na! / auditions for casting..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wlang clas nung hapon.. well, technically meron pero walang umatend so.. practice na lang..hehe.. yinaya nya ako maglaro ng volleyball with bang.. so ayun nakalaro ko ulit xa at hinabol ako ni pam paredes ng water gun.. pasaway! hehe.. happy!&lt;br /&gt;after practice.. we had a meeting again.. casting naman.. haay.. i tried for a lead..as in sita.. i knew it didn't suit me.. pero i just had to do it.. so yun.. i still got a lead.. pero as usual.. evile queen na naman.. the one who makes the story's twist,, nax.. im happy with that.. im back to my old job.. beside.. maganda na yun.. it comes naturally..hehe.. aun.. tapos.. gleeclub.. aba! mga pasaway so i left early.. only to see the new teachers dancing sa field.. hehe.. that was funny! worth every penny of my tuition fee.. haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 11 : INTRAMURALS 2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nax,, the day started pretty well kahit na umulan-ulan,, nanalo si jen sa muse! go seniors.. hehe,, best banner. juniors.. k lang.. eto.. listahan ng napanalunan today.. tug-o-war.. 1st yr vs seniors.. champion seniors.. darts.. basta, nanalo si marcel.. chess.. seniors nanalo.. yta.. games of the general..si ching ..tapos.. sack race  volleyball at basketball.. 1st vs seniors.. *ehem* who's the championship?! hindi p kami.. pero finalist kami.. hehe.. umm.. mga pinaghirapan namin ngunit bigo.. obstacle, 3-legged race, sepak, word factory, badminton.. so far that's all i can remember..     &lt;br /&gt;mga kwento.. after 4 years nanalo na rin kami!! hehe.. low points.. chaba broke down.. haay.. hindi ko kinaya yun.. shet! pero i had to.. i cant give up on her.. so un.. kumalma naman,, tug-o-war.. accidents.. na-ropeburn si sharz.. xmpre taranta ko.. worry. naiyak.. nagpanic.. i had to take care of her.. di' ko kayang walang gawin..elims pa lang yun..nung nagchampionship na, i didn't even notice n nnalo na kami.. i just ran to get the ice.. kasi naiyak na xa sa sakit.. parang balik sa second year.. she trusted me to take care of her again.. haay.. i miss that na! so yun.. i realized something.. "it's still there!" shet!!! anyway.. volleyball.. i played well today.. nakabawia ako from last year!!! yey.. that one was for chaba! sobra! hmm.. anu pa.. basketball.. si fulgencio ang batas!!!! hehe.. galing nila 17/15.. hehe.. kakatawa! cute pa nung isa.. hehe.. guess who! m****i?! hahah!! xmpre! pasaway! &lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.. seniors galing natin!!! great day! sana bukas ganto ulit.. or better yet.. mas magaling pa!!!! love you guys!! GoGoGo cHamPioNshiPmaTes!!!hehe.. all the way to the top! sana.. nga pala.. walang major injuries.. thank you Lord!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Our Lady of Victory,, pray for us! Our Lady of Victory,, pray for us! Our Lady of Victory,, pray for us! st jude... pray for us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS IN OUR HEARTS, WE BELIEVE IN YOUR TENDER LOVE FOR US AND WE LOVE YOU..JESUS IN OUR HEARTS, WE BELIEVE IN YOUR TENDER LOVE FOR US AND WE LOVE YOU..JESUS IN OUR HEARTS, WE BELIEVE IN YOUR TENDER LOVE FOR US AND WE LOVE YOU..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-110016820879082898?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/110016820879082898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=110016820879082898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110016820879082898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/110016820879082898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/too-much-to-bear-but-were-bomb.html' title='too much to bear,, but we&apos;re the bomb!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109929109790482980</id><published>2004-11-01T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T14:38:17.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween in the US.. my FAMILY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/aww.cute!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/babyjake.jpg" width="180px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/chinadoll.jpg" width="150px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolo and saab .... my little jake .... sabrina,, china doll!!! aww,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/dylonninja.jpg" width="150px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/grpic.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/jakevamp.jpg" width="150px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dylon koh,, mini kuya bong! haha! .... sino kaya ang naiba dito? baka yung nasa magkabilang dulo.. taga- mental! .... jakey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kuyajr_fam.jpg" width="250px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/sarahbutterfly.jpg" width="160px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya JR ang his family.. gwapo tlga ng pinsan ko! kahit umitim.. haha!! .... sarah,, still my little gurl.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss ko na mga tao sa states.. malapit na.. next halloween ill be there to join the fun! love you guys.. oist.. be good! especially the older cousins,, mwah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109929109790482980?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109929109790482980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109929109790482980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109929109790482980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109929109790482980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/11/halloween-in-us-my-family.html' title='Halloween in the US.. my FAMILY!!!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109923492762040051</id><published>2004-10-31T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T23:19:41.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aya ngena! weeh!!! hehe,,</title><content type='html'>kaasar.. nagpost na ko e.. pero di' pumasok at nung pinost ko.. nabura!!! grr.. anyway.. more kwento, more fun!!!  hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; UN presentation/club activity : (oct 26)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .... aion, fun naman.. considering 2 days lang all in all nabuo at ginawa... 1st runner up is pretty damn good! besides.. we were all too tired to complain about the "issues!" ganda ng LCD! kaya lng it ddnt play.. its ok.. it was still great! all i can say is.. at least kami nagresearch.. hehe.. congrats guys.. el seniores~ viva ESPANA! (with matching cemi flaming sign..haha..)&lt;br /&gt;   .... nung hapon.. natulog kami.. halos everyone was beat up kasi dami ring nagbuhat sa nagcocolapse na background namin.. by the way, you guys rock! lalo na si.. hmmm.. past is past.. aun.. club activity.. medyo badtrip mga tao.. epekto na rin ng pagod siguro.. pero ako.. happy.. QUALITY TIME WITH SOMEONE,, haha! harutan lang kami,, funny nga e.. sana maayos yung sa kada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; pasaway na OUTBOUND : (oct 27)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .... as stated.. PASAWAY TALAGA! saya. iba yung kwebang yubn at yung bundok na yun! shet! nagkasya ako sa napaka linggit na butas at naakyat ko ang napaka pamatay na bundok.. ayokong magcomplain dahil nakaya ko sya at hindi ako namatay sa hika! nakapagtampisaw pa ako sa maduming ilog na swerte daw,, kasama pa namin sila kuya roger, ate myrna at kuya JP.. with our local guide na ever so loyal.. kuya joel.. masaya lahat kahit mabahoooo na kami at pagod.. it was soo challenging at siguradong unforgettable,, when i got home.. i met my new baby.. pokwa.. my puppy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; rest day thursday : (oct 28)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .... tulog ako halos buong araw. yun lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; workshop duty 101: (oct 29-30)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .... wow! 1st day.. 3 hours late ang mga asst. director,, at wala si direct juding!! leche.. pero sa activities naman,, dami akong natutunan.. fun naman.. at first medyo alanganin pero nakabawi.. nung gabi.. aba!!! everything is under the sun nga naman.. hehe.. gamit ang sim ni minggoy at ang phone ko.. we called my hunny.. at pinakanta namin ng pinakanta.. parang.. shet!!!! o my gosh! sabi nga nila.. OMG!!! hehe,, my day was complete.. sabi pa niya pupunta xa the next day.. so as soon as i got home i baked,, wow! kapagod! &lt;br /&gt;the next day... i was so hyper knowing na dadating nga si hunny.. medyo namrublema kung pano papapasukin.. pero nakahanap ng lusot.. kabwisit lang yung buntis ever! as usual.. muntikan pang maudlot.. so may moment na pamatay,, pero dumating naman kahit 5 mins lang.. nahiya kasi e.. hassel daw masyado at nagkagulo para lang sa kanya.. ako naman nahiya dahil sayang ang effort ng kanyang journey.. hehe... pasaway! pero i was happy to see my hunny evenm for that short 5 minutes which seemed like.. forever.. nax! yun.. nung gabi.. pagod na ko.. dun ko na naramdaman ang pagkangarag ng katawan ko.. wooh! shet! walang hindi masakit.. pero ayos lang.. buhay pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; cem break?!~ HAPPY HOLLOW'S EVE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .... sakit ng ulo ko.. madaling araw pa lang narinig ko na ang my boo.. sa mtv.. pag gising ko, yun ulit.. mtv pa rin.. tapos pag lipat ko sa myx.. yun ulit.. at nasimulan ko lahat ha! heheh,, nagpaparamdam si hunny.. anyhooh.. nagbaba kami ng xmas decor.. ayun naman.. natapos din naman.. then.. hmm wala lng.. nood ng tv.. simba,, at eto.. nasa pffice ng ate ko. walang magawang matino so nagpost ako,, hehe.. wala lng.. laki ng offce ni ate! nakangtoots!!! iba! syet!so here we are.. its not a perfect world.. haha.. miss ko na hun ko! hmph! cge na.. gotta fiond more things to do and more people to bug.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109923492762040051?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109923492762040051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109923492762040051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109923492762040051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109923492762040051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/aya-ngena-weeh-hehe.html' title='aya ngena! weeh!!! hehe,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109852919816907386</id><published>2004-10-23T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T18:59:58.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally over with the finals!</title><content type='html'>natapos na din ang paghihirap... no more exams.. d ko nga lang natapos ang math ko! shet!!! anyway.. lakad ng kada.. hmm adventures of kasintre nanaman.. uy.. secret lang yan ha! patay ako! hehe.. tryk.. woohoo!!jeepney!!! beep~beep! hehe.. tapos may bago kong crushee na actor.. Mike Erwin!!!! yummy hottie!mmm!!anu pa ba.. i bought a gift na for my hunny~bunny!!! ang cute! sana magustuhan nya!! im flat broke again.. oh well what's new?!  i miss someone.. sobra.. text ka naman.. haay.. basketball &amp; volleyball games today.. sana manalo.. anu kayang nangyari? oh well.. nothing more to say.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109852919816907386?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109852919816907386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109852919816907386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109852919816907386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109852919816907386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/finally-over-with-finals.html' title='finally over with the finals!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109809389876269089</id><published>2004-10-18T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T18:08:08.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocky~road! in rage! shet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;matagal-tagal na rin pala akong hindi nagpopost.. kasi masyadong complicated magkwento ngayon.. hindi maganda sa pandinig.. kaya wag na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. kanina we had our appostolate field trip.. ang saya kaya namin.. nung morning pa.. may nakita akong suot ng someone.. bracelet!!! oy! hehe.. wag nyo na alamin kung sino.. kakatuwa lng kasi kala ko wala lng yun at maipapasang-tabi lang xa.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwento na muna.. una naming pinuntahan was the correctional.. medyo natakot ako dun.. ang mamaton ng mga babae dun.. ibang klase.. pero nice naman sila.. as far as we know.. then, we went straight to the orphanage.. kain sa SM north edsa.. then sa golden acres.. tama ba spelling.. ewan! kakalungkot lang isipin na ang daming lolo/lola at mga bata na ganun.. sabi pa nung isa.. ate babalik ka ha... laro tayo,, si "goku" yta yun.. kiniss pa nya ako before i left.. it was the sweetest thing! ganun din s mga gramps... kaya lang it was harder to interact with them kasi madyo malabo at emotional.. pero it was ok.. sana talaga matuloy yung pagbalik namin dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.. bad ending of the day though.. we had to walk a long-long route.. shet yung bus na yun..sayang yung money.. PESTE~ tapos.. bata.. badtrip! no text.. no nothing! 2 days na halos hindi matino! pero d' pa ko makarecover sa.. haayy.. suot ni ******!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109809389876269089?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109809389876269089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109809389876269089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109809389876269089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109809389876269089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/rockyroad-in-rage-shet.html' title='rocky~road! in rage! shet!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109749758135779887</id><published>2004-10-11T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T21:05:47.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cover me with love!!!</title><content type='html'>st. cecilia left for baguio today.. xmpre kakamiss kasi kulang ang batch.. pero masyadong maganda ang araw ko!!!! hmmm.. ksama ko xa kanina!!!weeh!!! hehe.. secret lang... kilig ako!!!!! hehe... yikoo!! lagot ako kay papa!! hehe.. binigay ko na yung kumot niya.. aww... tuwang-tuwa nga xa e.. hehe,, tapos.. sobrng nagustuhan niya yung brownies na binake ko.. aww.. sobrang happy ko today no words.. eto lang.. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! yun na! may kiss pang kasama!! aaaahhh!!!!! hehe.. wow! selos nga lang si hubby! aww.. sad xa.. shet.. tama na toh!!! im too happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/taz.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109749758135779887?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109749758135779887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109749758135779887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109749758135779887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109749758135779887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/cover-me-with-love.html' title='cover me with love!!!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109737249480914522</id><published>2004-10-10T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T10:43:15.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>text*text*text...</title><content type='html'>i was right.. before i slept last night, my phone beeped.. "tootoot*tootoot" i grabed it off of the table and saw.. it was my hunny!!! sabi na e.. "mel, sory now lang.. musta na?" hehe.. exactly as i thought. anyway, sabi nya nasa lagun xa since yesterday.. wala pang pahinga.. wawa naman ang baby.. aww.. ang cute-cute.. nanglalambing nanaman.. as usual.. nasumbong ko pa sa kanya yung mga nangaaway sakin.. sabi niya bubugbin daw nya.. hehe.. ang cute talaga.. kaya lang ang kapal ng hirait nung cnabi ko na miss ko na sya.. "aq pa!" hehe.. kulit.. sabi ko kapl nya,, humirit ba daw ng.. "hoooo, love mo nga ako e.." hehe.. kapal!!!! pero totoo naman.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.. after that, i got to sleep na.. ang lalim ng tulog ko.. hehe.. ganda tuloy ng umaga.. thanks to my hunny.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;here are some of my favorite quotes:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-7  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone you say it,... &lt;br /&gt;you say it right then, out loud,... &lt;br /&gt;or the moment just... &lt;br /&gt;passes you by. &lt;br /&gt;--My Best Friend's Wedding (movie) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you without knowing how, why, or even  from where &lt;br /&gt; --Robin Williams in Patch Adams (movie) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather have had &lt;br /&gt;One breath of her hair, &lt;br /&gt;One kiss from her mouth, &lt;br /&gt;One touch of her hand, &lt;br /&gt;Than eternity without it. One! &lt;br /&gt;--Nicholas Cage referring to Meg Ryan in City of  Angels(movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the strangest dream. I dreamt that some psychopath was trying to break the two of you up. Luckily, I woke up and I see that the world is just as it should be. For my best friend has won the best woman. I didn't buy you a gift. But this is on loan until you two find your song... &lt;br /&gt;--My Best Friend's Wedding Julia Roberts speech &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;song&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day, when I'm awfully low,&lt;br /&gt;When the world is cold,&lt;br /&gt;I will feel a glow just thinking of you...&lt;br /&gt;And the way you look tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm&lt;br /&gt;And your cheeks so soft,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing for me but to love you,&lt;br /&gt;And the way you look tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each word your tenderness grows,&lt;br /&gt;Tearing my fear apart...&lt;br /&gt;And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,&lt;br /&gt;It touches my foolish heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely ... Never, ever change.&lt;br /&gt;Keep that breathless charm.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please arrange it ?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you look to-night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109737249480914522?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109737249480914522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109737249480914522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109737249480914522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109737249480914522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/texttexttext.html' title='text*text*text...'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109733178231838060</id><published>2004-10-09T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T22:23:02.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in between..</title><content type='html'>di xa nagtext today or nagparamdam man lang.. im hoping wala lang syang load.. miss ko na kasi xa e.. one whole week!!!! damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched shark tale with my family.. si kuya lang ang wala.. nakita ko sila gee, dai, the vetus family and the magsino/de guzman sisters.. andun pa si papable TONG.. ang bunso ng vetus.. nax.. sabi ni ate ang cute,, at tama xa.. pero xmpre.. hunny ko pa rin ang iniisip ko,, shet! sana tlaga wla xang load! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. nagsungka war kami ni papa.. at natalo ako.. oh well.. itutulog ko nlng toh.. baka paggising ko bukas may "5 messages recieved" na ko.. saying.. "sory honny.. wla kasi akong load e.. musta ka na?" wish ko lang talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na toh..  gnyt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109733178231838060?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109733178231838060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109733178231838060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109733178231838060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109733178231838060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-between.html' title='in between..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109723514879176552</id><published>2004-10-08T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T10:58:06.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga pics,, wla akong mashare e.. lonely ako ngyon..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/closeup!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/frnds!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/herewecome.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kalog!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/melandsetsy.JPG" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/melsexy.JPG" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/mownme.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/palmarbmelsetsy02.JPG" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/tooclose!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/setsyandmel.JPG" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/cutenamin!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/framed!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/rbandpalma.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/angas!.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kengkoy.jpg" width="200px"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;uuwi na hunny ko!! yey!!  can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;enjoi the pix u guys! love you!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy retreat sa mga st. cecilia! ingat! dala kayo ng jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109723514879176552?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109723514879176552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109723514879176552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109723514879176552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109723514879176552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/mga-pics-wla-akong-mashare-e-lonely.html' title='mga pics,, wla akong mashare e.. lonely ako ngyon..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109713901619114418</id><published>2004-10-07T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T17:41:30.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from paradise..</title><content type='html'>yesterday, we got back from baguio at about 9:45pm.. the retreat was a success.. conflict were resolved as far as i know.. sarap ng pagkain.. bonding with friends..(special mention.. jals,espa,marcel,kp,and mavic) at SOBRA ang lamig! exaj! the sessions were okay.. pero it would have been better.. sana buong batch.. pero baka gumuho ang baguio.. (*knock on wood*)hirap ng walang cellphone nauna kasi ang pagkakunsensya ko.. pati si kp.. si jals.. THaNKS JALS!!!! you're the best! i got to text my hunny kahit sandali.. anywei, ibang klase.. hehe.. daming iyakan blues pero fun naman kasi maayos na yung class kahit pano..may ciesta pa.. that was fun! naging 15mins ang 1 hour.. ang kangkoy kasi nila espa e.. &lt;br /&gt;nung last night namin, may resolution thingy. i finally got up and had a talk with espa.. bout the PAST.. tapos si maika cabrera,, ayus na.. i can say na i moved on.. really! nakapagusap na rin yung kasintre na nandun.. breath of fresh air! haay.. i miss all of them.. may forum pa after that.. kasama si ms labs,, naayus din sumhow.. after that.. may giant spider s banyo namin.. pinatay ni nay' ng pabango.. hehe.. di' naman kami makahinga sa kwarto.. yan tuloy.. mass the last morning.. ok naman,, maayos at serioso..&lt;br /&gt;all in all.. it was a blast.. bitin nga lang.. we left ng mga 8am sa sta. catalina.. tapos pumunta kami sa grotto,, after that,nag ice drop kami then we went to minesview park.. picture~picture,, then the best part!! the market...and UK~UK.. saya..  wow!!! ang mura talaga! napabili pa ko ng kumot for my hunny.. para d' xa lalamigin..hehe.. basta daming food.. i spent less than 400..woohoo! bus ride namin papunta at pabalik.. hehe.. may wrestling pa sila vetus and epang! pasaway.. pero shet ang haba tlga ng biyahe,, aun.. shinort-cut ko na yung kwento.. baka maiyak pa ko e.. dami kong namimiss..at namiss.. rest day today.. buong umaga 2log ako! hahaha.. toh muna.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt; still miss my hunny..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show u the pix soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109713901619114418?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109713901619114418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109713901619114418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109713901619114418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109713901619114418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/back-from-paradise.html' title='back from paradise..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109681088842947095</id><published>2004-10-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T21:41:28.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maligayang pagbabago! last retreat!!!</title><content type='html'>Natapos na rin ang la salle exm.. ang hirap pare! pero halos lahat kaya andun.. i got to see my hunny.. i just dont know if i passed.. damn talaga.. goodbye archers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung dapat akong matuwa.. huling retreat na namin toh.. hindi kami magkakasama.. at may mamimiss pa ko.. haay.. kulang na kulang talaga.. wala pang palanca si reg.. she actually forgot.. pati si hunny..kakaasar.. try pa xa magtago.. hmph! kakatampo.. of all people! ewan ko ba! nawawa;la na yata ako sa mood.. tapos hindi pa nagrereply si hunny! kakapikon talaga! i just want to scream! nothing's going right.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reg said kanina isurrender ko na lang phne ko instead of hiding it.. kasi sabi niya if i dont sacrifice, God will take what/who i love away from me,, di' ko kaya.. nagdadalawang isip pa rin ako.. im in turmoil! i hate this feeling! im still waiting for my hunny's reply.. xa naman ang dahilan why i wanna keep my phne e.. para macontact ko xa.. i am honestly still tampo with my hunny and reg! disappointed lang.. that was what i was looking forward to e.. shet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no posts for two days.. pero i'll tell u everything when we get back.. by the way.. since d' na namin maaabutan ang bernadette.. GOOD LUCK GUYS! take car of ****** for me,, love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOW! ALAGAAN MO XA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109681088842947095?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109681088842947095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109681088842947095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109681088842947095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109681088842947095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/maligayang-pagbabago-last-retreat.html' title='maligayang pagbabago! last retreat!!!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109677286728779468</id><published>2004-10-03T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T11:07:47.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DLSU~ ANIMO LA SALLE! ~</title><content type='html'>Last night my hunny texted me and said na nasa hospital sya.. xmpre.. i worried.. A LOT! sama daw ng pakiramdam nya.. wawa naman ang baby.. sab ko pa i'll go kung kelangan nya ko even if i didn't have any idea how.. i was willing to find a way..  haay.. pero nagtext xa when they reached home.. which made me feel a little better.. sabi ko na lang magpahinga xa.. worry wart tlga ako! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few minutes i'll be leaving for my DLSU entrance exam.. it's a face off between making my future or breaking it... i really want to study in this school.. i was born to be an archer! well at least that's how i feel.. i honestly dont know what to expect. Reg says that the hardest part in the test is the Math bit.. well that's always been hard anyway.. im looking forward to seeing my friends there... and ofcourse.. my hunny,, i really gotta go.. i just had to let this out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feeling just makes me feel so.. CONSTIPATED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109677286728779468?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109677286728779468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109677286728779468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109677286728779468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109677286728779468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/dlsu-animo-la-salle.html' title='DLSU~ ANIMO LA SALLE! ~'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109672499450721655</id><published>2004-10-02T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T22:09:47.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy puso,,</title><content type='html'>happy!!! weeh!!! hehe.. kgabi nagtext xa tapos tinanong nya "ba't biglang naging ganto?.. gets? anu bang nagawa ko?" shet! panic naman ako kasi kagulat-gulat ang mga pangyayari,, anywei.. sagot naman si ako.. kala ko nga di sya magrereply e.. pero sumagot naman.. i fell asleep when hunny textd ng mga 11 smthing pm.. i read it umaga na.. tapos bili ako ng load kasi sobrang wla na kong balance.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kain kami ni papa sa tapa king then we went to ayala museum.. xmpre katext ko pa rin si hunny,, sabi nya asa quad dw xa mag-isa buying stuff for the trip.. i wanted to meet with my hunny kaya lang ksama si papa e.. sabi pa nya nabasa ng mom nya yung letter ko.. shet! patay! huli na kmi,, but sbi nya d nmn daw nagalit.. takot lng ako.. hmm.. so un.. drive thru lang then we went home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i fell asleep.. pag gicng ko tinext ko xa.. sbi nya pauwi pa lang daw xa nun.. hello?! six na! kaninang maga pa xa andun... haay.. tuloy.. napagod! kikita naman kmi 2mrw e,, same room kasi kami sa DLSU exam! yey! im gonna see my hunny! aww.. can't wait.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aeon.. badtrip ako kay ate.. we were supposed to meet her this morning but she went to digicafe woth her friends instead.. its annoying kasi lagi nya sinasabi magkasama kami when she's home.. e lagi naman xang tulog! kkabwisit lang minsan.. tapos magagalit xa pag nagtampo ako.. ewan! ambot! basta tampo ako!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i really wanna go na sa retreat pero mamimiss ko hunny ko. haay.. sana i can find a way to keep my cell with me,, just so i can text hunny..  &lt;br /&gt;*bytes* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109672499450721655?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109672499450721655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109672499450721655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109672499450721655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109672499450721655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-puso.html' title='happy puso,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109663197783587520</id><published>2004-10-01T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T19:59:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>series of bad events..</title><content type='html'>after such a perfect day nung wednesday, dinagsa ako ng bagyo.. iyakan blues.. as usual.. drawing tangent lines on my arms.. all that crap! anyway.. im just so pissed with all the malicious people around me.. why cant they just do with their own fuckin business?! why dont they get a life.. those critters feed off from my misery! damn those pests.. ewan!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109663197783587520?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109663197783587520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109663197783587520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109663197783587520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109663197783587520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/10/series-of-bad-events.html' title='series of bad events..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109645958275272667</id><published>2004-09-29T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T20:21:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a touch of hunny ;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt; i forgot to post yesterday.. hehe.. toh ang kwento.. i gave a letter to tin khapos 2nkol kay hunny,, tapos i found out nabasa niya rin pala.. tinext ako ni hunny e.. wag daw ako magalit.. panu nmn un dba? pinilit kasi niya si tin pra pabasa sa kanya.. sabi niya kay tin pumayag daw ako.. haay.. shet.. tago nalang ako sa cabinet.. sobrang nahiya na lang ako. but sabi ni hunny ok lang daw.. basta andun lang xa.. sana lang hindi yun maging 2lad ng dati like with "mahal" n me.. haay... shet! scary.. may destiny allow me to be happy.. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; the day started pretty well.. medyo kapagod but what he heck,, i just couldn't wait for the choir practice.. ;) so there.. i had my last minute checking for the music report nung recess.. tapos nagclass.. music na! the report : ok naman.. mahaba and nakakapagod. haay.. groupmates?! anyway.. natapos din ang hirap at sleepless nights,, sabi ni mavic i did great! natuwa naman ako kasi at least may nakinig kahit yung iba tulog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch.. i hung out with marcel's kada.. cla jay, lui, lynette, sabel.. ang saya! tawa kmi ng tawa.. kulit naming lahat.. CO pa si hunny,, so double the fun for me.. &lt;br /&gt;physics.. joke time nd panic for math naman kami kasi late dumating si ms. gabs.. math.. test.. ok lang.. pero nakalimutan ko kung panu yung sa test I,, oh well.. tapos na e,, anyway.. computer.. umalis kami ni mavic para gumawa ng layout for the powerpoint presentation sa mass.  we got done with it ng mga dismissal.. well not really done but.. i went na sa practice.. at last! uwian na!! weeh! hehe.. i thought hindi xa dadating.. ayaw pa ni sir kahapon pero la din xang nagawa.. thanx to gian nakaabot pa xa.. the perfect moment has finally arrived.. magpepresent na ko.. with my hunny.. gulat pa xa e.. talagang surprise! ang cute.. pero eventually pumayag.. aww.. big deal yun for me kasi mahiyain yun e.. so there.. kanta xa,, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" i never knew such a day could come.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tapos ako.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i never knew till i looked in your eyes.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; KILIG!!!! kasi sobrang nakatingin xa sa mata ko!!! waahh! iba toh! fave part ko..  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i never knew till i looked in your eyes.. OH BABE,,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  parang ang perfect lahat! sobrang i couldnt look sa kanya ng maayos kasi sobrng tuwa ko at kilig.. that made everything seem PERFECT! actually.. it was.. nagstay pa xa after that.. pero uwi din xa ng mas maaga samin.. muka kasing uulan e.. buti na lang hindi,, sweet talaga niya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.. natapos ang practice.. smooth sailing.. nakipagharutan pa kami ni gian kay palmy.. kulit! pero after that, kami ni marcel naiwan kasi la pa xang sundo.. but i had to leave.. magsisix na kasi nun e.. pero she got home safe naman.. nagtext pa si hunny.. tinanung nya kung nasa school pa kami,, e la na ko load..bili naman ako agad.. buti na lang may money pa ko.. haay..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun.. perfect day.. happy hearts.. unexplainable moment.. hmm.. no more words.. im just perfectly happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/usher.jpg" width="200in"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ****share ko lang.. my hunny is my own, personal USHER!! even better..**** &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109645958275272667?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109645958275272667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109645958275272667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109645958275272667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109645958275272667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/touch-of-hunny.html' title='a touch of hunny ;&gt;'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109628144625477217</id><published>2004-09-27T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T19:12:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>follow your heart *,*</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still cant stop smiling. i had a great day. no doubt! morning pa lang i was so happy na. its the sweetest thing! sugar high and all.. basta, usap kami ni macel tapos tawa sya ng tawa kasi daw sobrang kilig ko.. pati sila mow and setsy.. they all said they were appy for me.. if im not mistaken, i think i told lizbeth that i was in-love. hmm,,, sarap talaga ng feeling ng no worries.. yup!yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, worship time.. guess who was beside me.. uhm! hehe... aun nga.. smile,smile.. as usual.. oh cmon! hehe.. well all was great kahit parang impyerno ang init sa field.. hilong-hilo na ko pero todo smile pa rin.. haay!! sarap.. nung umupo ako hinarangan pa ni ****** yung araw for me,, bait! hmm.. tapos share kaming sa pamaypay.. duh! lima kaming nagsheshare! ang init kaya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nung recess, chika kmi nila monchi and gee-an.. 2ngkol sa hunny ko.. hmm,,  aun.. madaming subject na walang teacher so mejo maluwang kaya lang ang daming iniwan na activities.. so in other words.. take home.. hehe.. pero physics.. the best.. mrs. adri took over. st anne and st bernadette merged.. you know what that means.. uhm! uhm! ;) whee!!!! i sat in front of lizbeth sa seat ni *****.. sabi niya dun na lang ako.. tapos aun.. basta saya.. pero mejo serioso ako sa pakikinig nun.. pakitang gilas sa class ng bernadette,, hehe.. may mga letters pa rin xmpre.. with matching lettering,, d ko na natiklop ksi binasa nya na... haay.. xa na nagfold.. aun.. the fun had to end some time.. and it did.. back to reality.. sa clssroom. math.. computer.. thay all passed.. i was still thinking of someone.. hmm,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeroom.. no teacher.. we answered  personality test thingie.. i realized i had so many problems,, im insecure,, duh! ain't it obvious.. im afraid of rejection.. after so much of them in my life.. cnu bang hindi mabbwisit?! dagdag pa hunny ko.. im scared to face the same thing.. haay,, lifE! i got ******'s ponytail thingie pa.. pero kinuha nya din ng dismissal.. awa ako e.. ang init ksi.. aww.. commute pa cla ni minggoy... haay.. anyway.. one great day has to end din dba?// text*text na lng.. hmm.. hmm.. miss ko na kasi xa e,, haay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109628144625477217?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109628144625477217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109628144625477217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109628144625477217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109628144625477217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/follow-your-heart.html' title='follow your heart *,*'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109618303244695349</id><published>2004-09-26T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T15:17:12.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant stop thinking of my hunny..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/baby_bear.jpg" width="300px"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay.. there's no descripiton for this feeling.. im so high,, afraid,, in love,, no telling when this is gonna end. "hunny found the key to my heart." sya lang nasa utak ko,, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**and i want you to fall for me too**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon sabi nya kanta daw kami ng "spend my life with you" but i didn't know the song so well.. kaya eto.. im learning it for my hunny.. kahit ang hirap.. sana maappreciate nya,, haaay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;Spend My Life With You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew such a day could come&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew such a love&lt;br /&gt;Could be inside of one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew what my life was for&lt;br /&gt;But now that you're here I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew till I looked in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I was incomplete till the day you walked into my life&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew that my heart could feel&lt;br /&gt;So precious and pure&lt;br /&gt;One love so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just see you every morning when (every morning baby)&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Can I just feel your heart beating beside me&lt;br /&gt;Every night (and everyday)&lt;br /&gt;Can we just feel this way together (together)&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of all time&lt;br /&gt;Can I just spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now baby the days and the weeks&lt;br /&gt;And the years will roll by&lt;br /&gt;But nothing will change the love inside&lt;br /&gt;Of you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby I'll never find any words&lt;br /&gt;That could explain&lt;br /&gt;Just how much my heart my life&lt;br /&gt;My soul you've changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you run to these open arms&lt;br /&gt;When no one else understands&lt;br /&gt;Can we tell God and the whole world&lt;br /&gt;I'm your woman, and you're my man&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just feel how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;With one touch of my hand&lt;br /&gt;Can I just spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No touch has ever felt so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;(You are incredible)&lt;br /&gt;And a deeper love I've never known&lt;br /&gt;(I'll never let you go)&lt;br /&gt;I swear this love is true&lt;br /&gt;(Now and forever to you to you)&lt;br /&gt;Only for you (to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;Can I just see you every morning when&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Can I just feel your heart beating beside me&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;Can we just feel this way together&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of all time&lt;br /&gt;Can I just spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you run to these open arms&lt;br /&gt;When no one else understands&lt;br /&gt;Can we tell God and the whole world&lt;br /&gt;You're my woman, and you're my man&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just feel how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;With one touch of my hand&lt;br /&gt;Can I just spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;Can I just spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;(Forever here with you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just spend my life with you&lt;br /&gt;Can I just see you every morning&lt;br /&gt;when I open my eyes.. ooohh..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i tke this risk again or just let it go? oh damn! ewan ko.. all i know is im happy,, with my hunny.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109618303244695349?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109618303244695349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109618303244695349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109618303244695349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109618303244695349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/cant-stop-thinking-of-my-hunny.html' title='cant stop thinking of my hunny..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109616897401318092</id><published>2004-09-26T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T11:22:54.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seRendipTy * ;&gt; *</title><content type='html'>i don't exactly know how to start this post.. cguro uunahin ko nang sabihin na "kapamilya ako!!" the trip sucked like hell but someone made it all worth it for me,, i felt so elated.. cloud nine.. overjoyed.. all that in one short moment. the ride back to school felt like heaven. "luvu2 honNy!" oooohhh!!!! that one line meant the world to me,, i forgot all my worries,, and ***** just dropped from my head.. all is good now but im afraid i might be wrong. well,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the terminal in rockwell with my parents and missed seeing gide by a thread.. oh well,, next time maybe. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so much to do.. no idea what they are,, im just plain happy. thanks to ******..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109616897401318092?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109616897401318092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109616897401318092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109616897401318092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109616897401318092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/serendipty.html' title='seRendipTy * ;&gt; *'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109602158522332052</id><published>2004-09-24T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T10:28:30.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scientifically "possessed" &amp; mathematically "exhausted" </title><content type='html'>this is mainly about the MATH AND SCIENCE EXIBIT stress we went through this week.. but before that.. i wanna share something to you,, weeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/ShowLetter.gif" width="200in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started making the project last monday.  literally having no ide on hoe to do a damn thing. tamia motors, cans, wires, pliers, hammers, "jackhammers," electric tapes... those were our best friends.  haay,, kami nila "batok," jay, mavic lynette.. pmunta sa bahay ni sabel to finish up some last wednesday. tapos they planned to stay over night here sa house ko.. kaya lang naudlot. anyway, all went well kanina sa exibit.. kahit bumagsak ng onti yung background last minute jitters,, mayos daw pero may mga di' na maayos na project,, but it was oki.. after a very tiring morning, tulog kami nila setsy sa Rita.. kaya lang.. si palma nagtawag ng tulong.. so aeon.. i stood up and went with her sa physics lab.. hm, hm..  the adventures of palma and mel.. hehe.. secret.. tulog ulit ako.. actually, nkipag harutan kena mow, set n chika while lying down,, hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;club activity na after.. new venue,, grade 3 love classroom,, it was an excuse for a club activity,, hehe,, tambay lang and onting harutan, kwentuhan at talent portions,, it was fun naman. i just got a little emotional when i sang officially,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gleeclub practice,, hmm.. i dont wanna talk about it,, just the good parts na lang,, arbee sang for me.. SILVER TOES!!!! ahahha!!! tapos naayos namin yung love is the answer,, aun.. well sige na.. at inaantok na ko,, papahinga na lang ako.. woohoo.. at last,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GMA trip 2mrw,, baduy,, but i hafta be there,, anyway.. whateve.. sana di' ako makita sa TV,, baboo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109602158522332052?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109602158522332052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109602158522332052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109602158522332052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109602158522332052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/scientifically-possessed.html' title='scientifically &quot;possessed&quot; &amp; mathematically &quot;exhausted&quot; '/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109550834051046610</id><published>2004-09-18T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T19:54:47.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is for yeyeng..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kasintrecol.jpg" width="380in"&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/kasintecol2.jpg" width="380in"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;we miss you yeyeng! i made this for kasintre.. love you guys!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109550834051046610?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109550834051046610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109550834051046610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109550834051046610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109550834051046610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-is-for-yeyeng.html' title='this is for yeyeng..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109548339952437807</id><published>2004-09-18T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T12:56:39.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toXic eYes *o*</title><content type='html'>wooh! it happened thursday night. i went to the bank with my sister to get some cash. on our way there, i noticed i was scratching my eyes na. it was sooooo itchy.. tapos naluluha ako,, hmm,, ayun.. i didnt actually care at first until we got home.. i saw the mirror.. nyerk.. parang horror film.. o di' kaya picture na nasira.. may red eye.. scary.. hehe.. aun.. my dad said it was sore eyes.. i didn't wanna believe kasi i wanted to go to school.. milagro ba? anyway.. to make it short.. opo.. sore eyes sya. the next day, i still woke up early hoping i could attend classes.. but it stung like hell! so i decided not to go.. tsaka kawawa naman mga kaklase ko.. mahahawaan,, so, aun.. nung hapon, my toxic eye was normal na. i needed to drop by school to pass my CSB form and to do some other stuff..(flag retreat ako nun.. sayang! batch assembly..) anyway, when i got there, hindi ako pinapasok nung... grrr.. kilala nyo na yun! leche! pero i caught up with haej and &lt;strong&gt;"tuhod,," &lt;/strong&gt;haha! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;reg, guess who that is!&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; weh! they helped me do what i had to accomplish.. so aun.. uwi na ko ulit.. nung gabi, we left to go to a conference.. it was about "transfering to US schools." daming tao who didn't even know what SAT is.. badtrip.. the helpful guides were wasted n peeople who thought they could study in the US for free.. well.. may mga nakuha naman akong info.. so there,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATENEO exams are today.. so, goodluck guys! (i didn't take it..) i know you'll all do great.. special mention ang kada ko,, love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bdw, yeyeng.. you want more pix?? i have lots.. miss you.. malapit na po ang last retreat.. hindi kami sama-sama but its ok.. PALANCA!!! basta.. the scheds will start on october 4,, kami ang una.. email ka! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109548339952437807?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109548339952437807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109548339952437807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109548339952437807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109548339952437807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/toxic-eyes-o.html' title='toXic eYes *o*'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109436568147810461</id><published>2004-09-15T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T19:37:38.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all drained out!</title><content type='html'>it's been a long and tiring week.. lots of catching up to do with school.. housework.. practices.. blogging.. stuff like that. let's see,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung sept. 7, i bonded with my bestfriend.. REGGIE!!! namiss ko yun.. daming hassel nung morning just to let her in the campus.. pero ok lang.. i had fun with her.. like the old days nung kasama ko pa xa.. daming nangyri.. nabadtrip pa ko,, as usual,, isa lang ang reason.. "COOL WITH YOU" song of that day.. wow! hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay,, the other day.. i finally had the guts to claim my pride back,, from *****... it was really hard for me coz' i knew  wasn't gonna get the answers i wanted and i wasn't gonna get the "truth." but i had to do it.. not for anyone else.. but for me. i asked if we still had "issues.." NO daw.. (yeah right!) well.. it was predictable. ayaw lang daw nya mamansin. wow! what an excuse.. and to think nacompare pa ako kay "silvertoes." damn! nakapagreact naman ako dun.. para akong sinapak e,, well.. bottom line, i did what i had to do.. even more.. i want this to be over. i wanna be happy. i really do! this is not the end of this. mahal ko pa siya more than anything.. this is a comma.. a break.. a pause.. pahinga sa sakit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the auditions.. I passed! weeh! chaba was there.. she's in.. most of the k53 who auditioned also passed.. happy kaming lahat. but.. badtrip yung araw na un! kakaiba! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,,, did i miss anything else? actually, sa tagal ko na hindi nagpopost.. ang dami nang nangyari,, like Gide and i made up.. we're good friends again. in fairness.. i missed her.. at miss nya din daw ako.. we talked sa phone nung sunday,, from 10pm to 1:15am the next morning,, we both had classes but it was worth the grogginess.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday ni ate nung sept 13 and si ms. Hernandez nung Sept 14,, she passed by the school.. kakatuwa! sobrng dinumog sya ng tao. it was good to see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened sa past weeks na hindi ko nakwento.. kalimutan na lang natin.. it's over and done..no more tears.. for now,, no regrets.. that i promise.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss *****. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/k53.jpg" width="240in"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/h8m8.jpg" width="140in"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/125790/k53playgrnd.jpg" width="260in"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109436568147810461?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109436568147810461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109436568147810461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109436568147810461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109436568147810461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/all-drained-out.html' title='all drained out!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109482002428290212</id><published>2004-09-10T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T20:40:24.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarot Card,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Koshari/1072670359_TheEmpress.jpg" border="0" alt="The Empress Card"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the Empress card. The Empress is the&lt;br&gt;archetype of the Mother. She creates and&lt;br&gt;nurtures life. She represents the abundance of&lt;br&gt;Mother Earth. The Empress is capable of using&lt;br&gt;nature in a productive way. She espouses art&lt;br&gt;for art's sake. Her planet is Venus, and she&lt;br&gt;embodies love of beauty and a strong value&lt;br&gt;system. Here is also found initial sensation.&lt;br&gt;This is the first really physical experience of&lt;br&gt;the world that The Fool has entered. The&lt;br&gt;Empress has a rich understanding of the world&lt;br&gt;based on her five senses. In a reading, The&lt;br&gt;Empress represents pregnancy, actual or&lt;br&gt;metaphorical. She indicates an act of creation&lt;br&gt;and a sensual experience of beauty. The Empress&lt;br&gt;is a nurturing force that wishes to see the&lt;br&gt;product of her experiences reach the next stage&lt;br&gt;of development. Image from A Photographic Tarot&lt;br&gt;http://www.bluewitch.com/healingtarot/healtar.htm&lt;br&gt;Deck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Koshari/quizzes/Which%20Tarot%20Card%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109482002428290212?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109482002428290212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109482002428290212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109482002428290212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109482002428290212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/tarot-card.html' title='Tarot Card,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109436328268065559</id><published>2004-09-05T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T13:48:02.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eye-see-you ; die hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coolcatcatherine/1059512029_shappyeyes.jpg" border="0" alt="Your: Happy eyes! Your cheerfull, bright and always want to try something new. Your inquisitive and quite lovable. You have many friends and will succseed in life."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your: Happy eyes! Your cheerfull, bright and always&lt;br&gt;want to try something new. Your inquisitive and&lt;br&gt;quite lovable. You have many friends and will&lt;br&gt;succseed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coolcatcatherine/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20eyes%20do%20you%20have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of eyes do you have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1347"&gt;"Are you really suicidal??"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/1347/res2.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;your not sure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;you can't decide if your life is bad enough that you really want to end it. your family and friends mean a lot to you and you dont want to cause them pain. just hang in there, the bad times will pass, and the good times are in your future. get rid of any pills or sharp objects in your room in case you happen to make up you mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109436328268065559?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109436328268065559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109436328268065559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109436328268065559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109436328268065559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/eye-see-you-die-hard.html' title='eye-see-you ; die hard'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109403722406564422</id><published>2004-09-01T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T19:20:04.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweets!!!sweets!!!sweets!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/candy/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://quizme.stvlive.com/candy/results/babybottlepop.gif"&gt;&lt;WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="120" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana"&gt;&lt;SIZE="1"&gt;discover what candy you are @ quiz me&lt;/BR&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109403722406564422?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109403722406564422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109403722406564422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109403722406564422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109403722406564422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/sweetssweetssweets.html' title='sweets!!!sweets!!!sweets!!!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109403670170607892</id><published>2004-09-01T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T19:05:01.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar high,,</title><content type='html'>this day pretty much is an example of.. "a day gone wrong!" basically, i was pissed for almost half of class hours.. i think some of you know why.. i'm trying to cool down.. it was offensive.. too much.. below the belt.. FOUL! damn! when i thought things couldn't get worse.. it did! horrible! GOD! wish i could just die! the only thing that made me smile was my polo and stayfresh session with my dude,, wow,, bonding with honey and BF,, epal koh! kabit, third wheel, sabit, sampay.. haay,, and i got the cheeseburger i was craving for.. and i bought load.. but i have no one to text! hmm,, goodness! nothing more to say.. imma eat my burger na.. i bought two! GIVE ME A BREAK! IM PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109403670170607892?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109403670170607892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109403670170607892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109403670170607892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109403670170607892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/09/sugar-high.html' title='sugar high,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109395082359801518</id><published>2004-08-31T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T19:29:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aren't we just sooper?!</title><content type='html'>how can i forget to tell you about the linggo ng wika event yesterday?! haay.. i thought the highlight of my day would be the biyahe tayo performance.. i was wrong,, here was how it went,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOODNESS!!! the seniors were panicking and cramming for the tagbanua presentation.. props, the dance, lights, props ulit.. lahat,, daming tumulong.. dami ring natulog at nagliwaliw.. mow called it a free day.. for me, it wasn't.. kapagod.. helping around.. practicing for the biyahe tayo.. looking for people na hindi nagpapakita.. naghihintay ng props and costume.. FREE DAY MY A**! pero it was fun! sobra! i'll skip with the biyahe tayo rehearsals.. band practice for the medley.. hmm.. maayos naman yung tugtog pero, it was hard to get a hold of the guys.. dami nga ksing gawain.. anyway.. all went well there.. tagbanua..sa props.. naku po!! kala namin babagsak lahat,, yung lechon na gawa sa dyaryo..( si sophie! ).. yung punong mukang mushroom.. (ang asim ng amoy ng glue!! ) yung kubo na disassembled.. (go dara! ipako mo yan! mga macho papa!) lahat... kala namin palpak.. muntikan pang hindi umabot yung iba sa school.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 2pm we had to start the program.. kami ang unang magpprform.. kabado,, shet.. to aur surprise! WOW! AMAZING! BONGAYCIOUS! ALARMING! EXAJ! as in! ang ganda! lights.. props.. costumes.. make-up! performance.. sounds.. (courtesy of mavic and my dude!) NO WORDS COULD DESCRIBE HOW WE FELT.. it was one of the best na gawa ng batch namin.. iba! hiyawan, sigawan, harutan, batuhan, landian.. sa sobrang galing! pwera bias.. it was honestly, that great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, sumunod ang first, second, at hmm.. third year.. respectively,, pagtapos.. yung biyahe tayo.. parang dry run.. that wasn't the best.. more of.. hmm.. wag na.. mabait ako ngayon e.. then.. the dance troupe.. tapos yung banda.. eheads medley plus the noypi.. when we started to play.. yung keyboard.. shet!!!! ayaw gumana.. pero ok lang.. the show must go on.. yabang nga ni KP e.. MARSHALL ksi ang gamit na amp! hmph! nakahabol si mow sa last few songs.. but the fun was cut short due to "someone" who hated our music.. but all is well.. we did good and we had fun.. thanks sa seniors for the full support! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan na, most awaited time came,, AWARDING!!! they were giving out five awards.. we almost had a full sweep.. we got the 4 awards.. woohoo!! isa lang ang nawalay sa amin.. ang best costume chuvanesence... ayos lang.. it was a job well done.. hard work paid off this time,, congrats my dear batchmates,, we know we're the best! heheh.. to all who helped,, thank you! our victory is yours,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,, the day finally ended.. facing a "back to reality day" the next day, we all were tired.. but i couldn't stop smiling and chuckling.. i admit.. i was proud.. hehe.. very much proud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents came to pick me up,, we passed by some home depot shop.. to look for something.. i was soo tired.. but i didn't care.. i was happy.. at least for a single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things turned out to be great.. but.. there's a new issue,, with ***** and someone dear to my heart.. i didn't wanna thing of it but i did.. eventually.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag dating ng gabi, tumawag si tats.. my old fried.. nax.. sinumbong ang sarili nya coz she did smthing to upset me agn.. well what can i do.. im just meeh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na.. ill cut this na.. this is too much of a happy event to get pissed over something/people i cant control.. but i love them.. all of them.. my heart melts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109395082359801518?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109395082359801518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109395082359801518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109395082359801518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109395082359801518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/08/arent-we-just-sooper.html' title='aren&apos;t we just sooper?!'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109394832943403775</id><published>2004-08-31T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T18:32:09.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>which would you prefer?</title><content type='html'>i got this from ate patty's blog.. hehe.. i like it! i like it a lot!&lt;br /&gt;dont read kung ikaw ay pikon,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psycho Speaks Vol.10 - On School Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATENEO&lt;br /&gt;This school's trademark is arrogance. Nothing more, nothing less. I&lt;br /&gt;have, to this day, not met an Atenean who does not think that &lt;br /&gt;their school is THE best there is. Even La Sallites and um, uh, UP people (what do you call yourselves anyway?) are not this shamelessly boastful. This does not mean to say however, that they are all pricks and witches. Some of the best buds I have are Ateneans. All two of them. But come on! Seriously, the only thing Ateneo can claim to be the best in is creating a 2-hour gridlock over a road stretching 3 damned kilometers!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Interdisciplinary Studies is NOT a course. It's Jesuit &lt;br /&gt;charity for the incurably dumb and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAMSON&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, let's see what I can say about Adamson. Well, there's the &lt;br /&gt;fact their school color is blue like Ateneo. Their team mascot is a &lt;br /&gt;bird like Ateneo. Aside from that, there's not a shred else. Damn this &lt;br /&gt;school is boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEU and UE &lt;br /&gt;Do any of you know what FEU stands for? Forever Useless! Yes, I'm &lt;br /&gt;an ass. But joking aside, the Far Eastern University and the University of the East are two schools whose names imply that at least one of them &lt;br /&gt;was founded by a group of people who had the creative, artistic, and imaginative prowess of a pile of rocks. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, these are feel good schools. If you don't believe me try visiting either campus. The moment you see them, you start feeling good that you don't go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP &lt;br /&gt;Here's a school that, for better or worse, is totally bereft of any identity. Some people regard it as THE premier educational institution in the country. There are those who, for good reason, look at it simply as one big vicious playground. And others see it as a breeding ground for militant wannabe rebels who try to lobby for whatever cause they &lt;br /&gt;deem to be in the country's best interest. For those of you who can truly relate with the latter you have to be in your late 40's or 50's. Shit you're OLD!!! La lang. &lt;br /&gt;I favor the first two views. It really IS the best educational institution there is. And I'm not just saying that because I'm surrounded all day by UP graduates who'd just as soon throw me off the 11th floor balcony given the slightest provocation as look at me. I really, really do believe...that they will kill me if I say anything bad against UP. Can you blame me? The only thing longer than the list of UP's distinguished alumni (Miriam Defensor included) is the list of all the in-campus violence. There's a psycho lurking deep inside each UP educated man/woman/child. This will be confirmed by the amount of hate mail I'll be receiving from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST &lt;br /&gt;Here's a school that will totally drag down one's social status &lt;br /&gt;just by being enrolled in it. I don't care how rich you are or how &lt;br /&gt;cultured you may be, if you're from UST it don't mean shit. That's not &lt;br /&gt;necessarily a bad thing. I know of several obnoxious AB kids who were brought down several pegs while studying there and are now some of the nicest, most unassuming people to walk this planet.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny to note how much this place of learning mirrors the &lt;br /&gt;current social state of the country every time the UAAP season kicks in. Come the basketball tournament, they're all friends. You see them chanting, clapping, and giving each other high-fives. United by a common goal, the rich and the poor are united as one. After the event is passed, they all go back to hating each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DLSU &lt;br /&gt;Di Lumusot Sa UPCAT. That's a classic ain't it? It's as hilarious now as it was when I first heard it in 1994, which is to say, it's about &lt;br /&gt;as funny as getting kicked in the crotch. It's sad to note for a proud &lt;br /&gt;alumnus such as myself that a school with as impressive an academic &lt;br /&gt;pedigree as La Salle has become nothing more than a money-hungry institution whose only requirements for acceptance nowadays seem to be a pulse, an IQ over 80, and the financial capacity/ability to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, whenever I incounter a person clayming to be from La &lt;br /&gt;Sall and they speech bad, have poor grammage, and cannot spill correctness, I am not surprice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NU &lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure if this place is a real school. And I don't mean &lt;br /&gt;that in a snooty-you're-nothing-compared-to-my-school way. I mean I'm &lt;br /&gt;not even sure this place actually exists. I actually started believing that its initials really stood for Negative sa UPCAT. &lt;br /&gt;Think about it. Do any of you really know anyone from NU? Do any &lt;br /&gt;of you even know of anyone who knows anybody from NU? &lt;br /&gt;And if any of you even point to their basketball team and the &lt;br /&gt;audience that watches its games as proof of its existence, I beg you to &lt;br /&gt;think of this point. They act like absolute maniacs and they even look the part. If we go by that, then the National University is not a school. It's a correctional facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSB &lt;br /&gt;This school has had a bad rep since the day of its inception. Admittedly, it started out as a place where DLSU can deposit its non-performing students so as not to give up the sizeable revenues from those hopeless bastards who have the money to shell out but not the ability to count it. Everybody knows this already.&lt;br /&gt;What people don't know is that CSB now boasts of fine world class &lt;br /&gt;courses designed to equip the Benildean with the tools necessary to &lt;br /&gt;succeed in the real world. These courses include Basic Arithmetic majoring in the Multiplication Table, Whining with a specialization on Tantrums, and the ever popular Strategic Investments: What to do with your Parents' Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRC/UAP &lt;br /&gt;Them Opus Dei folks can slap it with whatever initials they deem &lt;br /&gt;fit, it would still not change the fact that this school will forever be known not by its academic achievements but more by the fact that it is the only school with a car to student ratio nearing 1:1. (No my dear CSB students and alums, that is not read as one colon one.)&lt;br /&gt;The meanest thing one can say about CRC is that it's a school &lt;br /&gt;filled with students rich enough to be Ateneans, but will never be smart enough to be such. The nicest thing one can say about CRC is that it's near a Starbucks open until 2 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109394832943403775?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109394832943403775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109394832943403775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109394832943403775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109394832943403775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/08/which-would-you-prefer.html' title='which would you prefer?'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109394630174701165</id><published>2004-08-31T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T17:58:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch~.~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:18px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM 62% ASSHOLE/BITCH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/pix/115/3.gif" alt="62% ASSHOLE/BITCH" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:10px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;I am abrasive, some people really hate me, but there may be a group of other tight knit assholes and bitches that I can hang out with and get me. Everybody else? 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im looking forward to a hectic day 2mrw.. when life goes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here at home trying to figure out what i wanna do,, my mom is cleaning again so im having my all time favorite snot galore! dust.. dust.. dust.. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was angeli's funeral mass,, as expected, a lot of people came.. it was a gloomy morning. i was glad that my bestfriend was there to cheer me up and give me the hug i needed in a while.. i missed her.. old faces from school had soon popped out from no where,, some i wanted to see.. some.. i wanted to forget. the mass proper went as planned and it went by smoothly. before it ended, angel's mom went up to get the mic with tissues at hand and aileen by her side.. she started to talk and everyone listened.. she thanked the school, the PTA, her friends and family that gave her support during her time of need.. she started to tell the story about gel wanting to do her hw a week before she passed,, when she dressed up to go to school even if she didn't feel well.. and her mom seeing her smile for the first time when hero came to visit her in the hospital.. we all wept like hell.. it was a sad sight.. a sad story.. after that, they took angeli away,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. i went home,, slept.. and left with my sister by 9:20pm.. we went to the gig with kuya jr and met up with some friends.. sing.. sing.. sing.. all the way home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way.. happy birthday bear!!!! lov u!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bytes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109376330362666521?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109376330362666521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109376330362666521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109376330362666521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109376330362666521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/08/dazed-and-confused.html' title='dazed and confused...'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109352836249627411</id><published>2004-08-26T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T21:52:42.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past life koh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no wonder..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE WIDTH="304" BGCOLOR="#51336D" CELLPADDING="2" CELLSPACING="0" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="MIDDLE" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE WIDTH="300" BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#333333" CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quizme.gif" ALT="Quiz Me" WIDTH="300" HEIGHT="35" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana,arial,helvetica" SIZE="2" COLOR="#6FA6B2"&gt;melissa was&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#77CAD0"&gt;&lt;B&gt;an Educated Lunatic&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;in a past life.&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quiz.php" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; color:#C0ABEF;"&gt;Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109352836249627411?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109352836249627411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109352836249627411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109352836249627411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109352836249627411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/08/past-life-koh.html' title='past life koh..'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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-7214241.post-109352669268393393</id><published>2004-08-26T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T21:24:52.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk to the stars,,</title><content type='html'>The Dark Side Of Your Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn (Dec 22 - Jan 19)&lt;br /&gt;You are rather materialistic and it is fueled by your fears of financial disaster. This makes you complain about monetary woes, irritating many with your obnoxious attitude. You can also be a social climber, manipulating your way up the ladder; name-dropping all the way to the top. Once in a while, you'll have morbid thoughts about Death, something that scares you because you have no control over it. You tend to be obsessive about your mortality sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Stop worrying about losing money, and you'd rid yourself of unfounded nightmares. Stop manipulating others and you'll be free to concentrate on attaining your goals. Get rid of your phobias and you'll be able to relax more and enjoy yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius (Jan 20 - Feb 18)&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be too idealistic and naive sometimes. Practicality gets thrown out of the window by you many times. Cool and aloof, you rarely want to deal with deep emotions. You like to give advice but don't like to receive it. And ideas and inspirations that you sometimes neglect or follow through with them are constantly bombarding you. Or else you are constantly shifting focus, giving people the idea with no staying power.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Take time to explore your private feelings. Not all people see Things your way. And just because you come up with ideas, don't expect other people to do all the work for you. Learn to trust people and accept advice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces (Feb 19 - Mar 20) - this is me.&lt;br /&gt;You are an escapist - you have this knack of avoiding issues if they seem unpleasant. You delve into past memories to escape your present woes. There is also a tendency towards alcoholism and even drug abuse; you are on a search for some kind of 'high'. You also love to flirt and too much of it may send the wrong, dangerous signals out to other people. Once in a while, a dark mood will descend on you and you become rather unsociable and withdrawn.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Trust your instincts, but also be in control of your perceptions. Whenever the escapist tendency hits you, join a seminar or get a Pep talk from a friend to get your perspective right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries (Mar 21 - Apr 20)&lt;br /&gt;A warrior at heart, you thrive on challenges and any strife and dramas, you are tempted to stir things up, just to keep yourself happy. You are also rather intolerant of mistakes and don't have patience for weakness or failings in others. And sometimes, you can be quite a snob as well. You like to be seen at the right places or wear the right clothes. And you're also prone to bossiness. Your restless nature may make you quit a project suddenly if you can't sustain the interest.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Get off your high horse and pay your dues before people will accept you. Learn to be more tolerant of others and try to see the other person's side of the story. If you believe in what you do, you can move mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus (Apr 21 - May 20)&lt;br /&gt;You are stubborn and like to hold onto things, not wanting to let Go of anything or anyone. You are slow to anger, but when you do get worked up to a rage - everyone step aside! You also have a selfish streak and can be quite sneaky as well. And although people may see you as helpful and agreeable, you sometimes have an inner struggle wanting the approval of others while sticking to your own opinions. You also tend to be suspicious of others and question their motives.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Stop being mean and try to be nice. Learn to forgive and let go of your past disappointments. Learn from your mistakes and have faith in yourself and others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini (May 21 - Jun 21)&lt;br /&gt;Your devil-may-care attitude sometimes could bring harm to yourself. You tend to live on the edge sometimes. Many of you believe that you don't deserve success, somehow feeling guilty for it. You may give others too much of yourself sometimes that you lose yourself. You may be prone to suppressing emotions as well and at times that makes it difficult for you to accept affection and love.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Work at listening to others and don't be tempted to try daring Devil stunts all the time. And try doing something for yourself and once in a while, in between, doing favors for others. You're human, after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer (Jun 22 - Jul 22)&lt;br /&gt;You can get carried away with emotions - your anger is overwhelming and your sadness can depress all those around you. You're also ultra-sensitive to other people's emotions and are affected by these as well. You tend to react before you think and then brood about what you may have done or said wrong. You are also prone to periods of morbidity, thinking dark thoughts. Feelings of insecurity creep in now and then, making you snappish or else you try to win the approval of everyone at your expense.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Accept that you are hypersensitive to emotions and work with yours. Go with the flow and by doing the right thing, you set an example For others. Work with others and this will help build your confidence and open you up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo (Jul 23 - Aug 22)&lt;br /&gt;On the rare occasion you lose your temper, you can turn into a savage beast. You seem to need an audience as well, to help boost your confidence and ego, sometimes. Other times, you get caught up in the outward dramas of your life that you neglect what you're feeling inside. This results in a delayed reaction when emotions sneak up on you and you get hit with a whammy. You also tend to be proud and aggressive, cloaking these with your charm. When things don't go your way, you get impatient and may even throw a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Learn to spend some time alone with yourself and get to know yourself better. And learn to experience your emotions at the moment; don't store them up for another time. And know that not all means justify the ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo (Aug 23 - Sep 22)&lt;br /&gt;You have a martyr complex, feeling that you were put on this earth to do good work and not receive any credit for it. You tend to be ultra critical of yourself and others and you also worry about things that are beyond your control. A little pessimistic sometimes, you tend to be an intellectual snob. You bottle up all your insecurities and fears, and hesitate to reach out for help. And once in a while, you become a busybody - that's when you also feel responsible for other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Modesty has its own limits - take credit for your efforts. Give yourself a break and know that you do not have to be successful in everything you do. Keep focused and don't get tangled in other people's affairs too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra (Sep 23 - Oct 23)&lt;br /&gt;Your inability to reach a decision in matters of personal action is legendary. You like to weigh all the alternatives and hear every side of an argument - but this may take time and opportunities may pass you by because of it. You also like to expand energy on people who may not deserve it you want to help the underdog. You are also sensitive to criticism and may take mild statements of fact very personally. &lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Follow your instincts and act on them - stop sitting on fences. Don't blindly trust people; learn to be a little more discriminating in your offers of help. Learn to think for yourself and don't be swayed by persuasive tongues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio (Oct 24 - Nov 21)&lt;br /&gt;You have a revengeful streak and a long memory for past hurts. Sometimes you're downright spiteful. When you suffer, you make sure others suffer along with you. Sometimes, you may even use deception to get what you want and to influence others to stay out of your way. You may even believe these untruths and unrealistic fears will grow on you. Once in a while, you may come across someone that just rubs you on the wrong side for no apparent reason and you make it your mission to bury him or her. &lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Fight the negative emotions that arise in you, and resentment will not sour your life. Don't' give into temptation to tell lies, learn to conquer your strong tendency towards revenge and things will fall into place for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;br /&gt;You've got a big mouth and unwittingly hurt and insult people with it. You can even go to utter strangers and give unsolicited advice and comments. You also seem to enjoy verbal duels with others whenever you can. And you sure can make sore losers, even suspecting foul play if things don't go your way. You have a knack for confrontation and you can't resist being sarcastic. You also don't think too much of many people, because you have a mild superiority complex. Vanity is also a trait in many of you.&lt;br /&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Learn with whom you can be frank, otherwise keep your comments to yourself. Discretion is the better part of valor. Curb your cockiness, and you can combine it with your concern for serious issues, aiding in your search for truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7214241-109352669268393393?l=berthebabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/feeds/109352669268393393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7214241&amp;postID=109352669268393393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109352669268393393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7214241/posts/default/109352669268393393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berthebabe.blogspot.com/2004/08/talk-to-stars.html' title='talk to the stars,,'/><author><name>meL @_@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514387154305127763</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>
