<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078</id><updated>2009-10-18T10:43:05.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my journal</title><subtitle type='html'>hopes.fears.thoughts.dreams.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-1827507097135803178</id><published>2008-08-13T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:28:54.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be back</title><content type='html'>i know it's been a while. Promise, i'll be back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-1827507097135803178?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/1827507097135803178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=1827507097135803178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/1827507097135803178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/1827507097135803178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/08/ill-be-back.html' title='i&apos;ll be back'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-2934175932023401294</id><published>2008-07-24T10:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:43:03.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sarangheyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You came by surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was unexpected&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But deep in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knew you were really coming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The days to come might be so uncertain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But You need not to worry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coz there's one thing that's for sure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you already&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-2934175932023401294?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/2934175932023401294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=2934175932023401294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/2934175932023401294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/2934175932023401294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/07/sarangheyo.html' title='sarangheyo'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-4772202615550286445</id><published>2008-07-15T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:38:15.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am now a recording artist</title><content type='html'>Beautz, introduced me to a site that you can record your own song. it's a sort of videoke but you can actually listen to what you have recorded. Isnt it great? It is as if you really are a recording artist. Here's my first ever try...hmmmnn...actually second. but im not going to let you hear my first...it comes also with a video but i disabled my cam...sobrang nakakahiya na... hope you like it...i hope it's not too bad for a start...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="458" width="357"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.singsnap.com/snap/e/b5d5d3fa"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.singsnap.com/snap/e/b5d5d3fa" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="458" width="357"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-4772202615550286445?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/4772202615550286445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=4772202615550286445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/4772202615550286445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/4772202615550286445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-now-arecording-artist.html' title='i am now a recording artist'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-7422497644338720821</id><published>2008-07-13T21:02:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:27:28.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sur beach resort boracay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bitches will be going for a beach escapade..again..now it's in the most loved paradise here in the Phils...Boracay. We will be staying in a Class AA hotel in Boat Station 1...we were supposed to stay in La Carmela @ Station 3 but our boss, Ady, who is a frequent guest of the island, said that LC is kinda far from where the happening is. He suggested few hotels which, obviously, Jean &amp;amp; I couldnt afford so one night i stayed the whole evening in front of my pc to surf the net. Just to find a nice place to stay in Station 1, taking into consideration, it should be affordable. And i found just the right one for us. Because our boss, again it's him, approves it. This is just a small hotel... nothing so much fancy about it. What attracts me the most are their roof deck. sun beds &amp;amp; their beach cabanas. I hope our stay will SURpass my expectations, since that would be my first...I want that to be sortof SURreal... Here are some pics which i got from past guests of SUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoK8hDnq4I/AAAAAAAAAVo/b6ZWlrqzjDk/s1600-h/beach-cabanas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoK8hDnq4I/AAAAAAAAAVo/b6ZWlrqzjDk/s200/beach-cabanas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222498752671492994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLCr1dNaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/iKd_DA809LQ/s1600-h/beachfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLCr1dNaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/iKd_DA809LQ/s200/beachfront.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222498858644092322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLP0Yi5lI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0WDa4bV9CTc/s1600-h/dining-area.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLP0Yi5lI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0WDa4bV9CTc/s200/dining-area.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222499084277048914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLa5AW77I/AAAAAAAAAWA/KyVRjuWrO6A/s1600-h/killer-sunset-photo-taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLa5AW77I/AAAAAAAAAWA/KyVRjuWrO6A/s200/killer-sunset-photo-taken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222499274496339890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLkliIUbI/AAAAAAAAAWI/NKEeIYXB3pY/s1600-h/lobby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLkliIUbI/AAAAAAAAAWI/NKEeIYXB3pY/s200/lobby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222499441067970994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLtP7dbOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/EBe8WCfdgq0/s1600-h/my-room-standard-room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoLtP7dbOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/EBe8WCfdgq0/s200/my-room-standard-room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222499589887454434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoMcmR7pQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/IY4Hgrl9w50/s1600-h/pic-of-sur-front-we-upgraded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoMcmR7pQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/IY4Hgrl9w50/s200/pic-of-sur-front-we-upgraded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222500403341141250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoMmS3ve_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/_8s0FmmQ8dQ/s1600-h/view-from-balcony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SHoMmS3ve_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/_8s0FmmQ8dQ/s200/view-from-balcony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222500569929710578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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Let's be realistic, there are things that irritate our moods, come to think of it, sometimes, even the simplest things can annoy us. Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Waiting - it pisses me off when someone tells you that she/he will come on a given time then suddenly wont show up.&lt;br /&gt;2. People smoking inside a PUV - it's really inconsiderate of them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Non-sense people, things &amp;amp; topics - im not saying that i never lose my common sense, i do but i tried to be sensible as much as i can. But for some, their sense is not that common though...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;4. Makulit - kamag anak ng non sense&lt;br /&gt;5. Someone who over analyzes things - yung super advance mag-isip...they just dont annoy  me... i hate their guts.&lt;br /&gt;6. Someone who takes me for granted whether deliberately or not.&lt;br /&gt;7. Favoritism&lt;br /&gt;8. Exaggeration&lt;br /&gt;9. Noise in the morning&lt;br /&gt;10. The voices of W***** female hosts&lt;br /&gt;11. W*****'s opening when the male host lipsync all his songs...gosh he does that everyday&lt;br /&gt;12. One of the hosts of the B*** and her alalay&lt;br /&gt;13. My work sometimes annoys me....&lt;br /&gt;14. When the videos in mysoju &amp;amp; rukorean are under repair&lt;br /&gt;15. Message flooding in FS bulletin&lt;br /&gt;16. Chain text messages &amp;amp; emails&lt;br /&gt;17. False hopes... just dont give it to me when you can never make it real... it doesnt only irritates me... it would definitely break my heart...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it... actually..madami pa. i just cant remember them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-6907581307342263206?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/6907581307342263206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=6907581307342263206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/6907581307342263206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/6907581307342263206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-annoys-me.html' title='what annoys me?'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-7367731555599772258</id><published>2008-07-05T23:27:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:30:55.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>versus</title><content type='html'>halu...absent ako dito for a while ah. wala ako maisip na isulat so...photoblog muna tayo. parang gusto kong magcompare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My name is kim sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m soon vs. Ako si Kim Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-X0-PIDqI/AAAAAAAAASY/f3tXDqpxHRw/s1600-h/samsoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-X0-PIDqI/AAAAAAAAASY/f3tXDqpxHRw/s320/samsoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219557429461126818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Parehong funny. Reg is okay with the role that Kim Sun Ah portrayed in the original. I just dont feel Mark is as good as Hyun Bin though. I will be doing a thorough comparison between these two versions of KSS. But so far ASKSS is hilarious.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-XCBiIbJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iMOSw7jYxvk/s1600-h/reg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-XCBiIbJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iMOSw7jYxvk/s200/reg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219556554172820626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako si Kim Sam Soon vs. Pinay My Girl vs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My Girl Original&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-ZFZk7_1I/AAAAAAAAASo/Oixf-NDV8hk/s1600-h/KSS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-ZFZk7_1I/AAAAAAAAASo/Oixf-NDV8hk/s200/KSS2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219558811189903186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-amS023iI/AAAAAAAAATA/53Fd3wk8K1g/s1600-h/mygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-amS023iI/AAAAAAAAATA/53Fd3wk8K1g/s200/mygirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219560475824938530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-bIydUOrI/AAAAAAAAATI/eD57CxP7p6Q/s1600-h/mygirl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-bIydUOrI/AAAAAAAAATI/eD57CxP7p6Q/s200/mygirl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219561068431686322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASKSS has a better cast, better acting and so funny. Pinay my girl has more kilig factor, really cute. Kim Chiu is way too skinny for the role. Gerald is too young for the role also. I like orig my girl, the acting and everything. The pinoy version is quite a copycat. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy Idol vs. PDA2 vs. PDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-dTQ_QKVI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-Ib73QVTKxo/s1600-h/pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-dTQ_QKVI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-Ib73QVTKxo/s200/pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219563447449037138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-d1C8ETxI/AAAAAAAAATw/V44elTwr_dA/s1600-h/pda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-d1C8ETxI/AAAAAAAAATw/V44elTwr_dA/s200/pda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564027793133330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-eHQms4CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/urYruGf1R30/s1600-h/pda1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-eHQms4CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/urYruGf1R30/s400/pda1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564340699258914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally i think Pinoy Idols are better singers (including those who where voted off) as compared to PDA2 scholars. Tonight is the 1st time the ive watched the gala performances, oh boy i felt i was watching a high schoold program. Admittedly i watched the show everynight because it is really interesting. Puro awayan and all. May nagtext nga saken kanina...mas maganda pa daw abangan ang buhay ng mga scholars kesa sa pagkanta nila....totoo naman. Well there are few better singers...si zel, parang kulang lang ng star appeal.. si laarni has a great potential....mejo windang nga lang ang personality. Van has a nice voice..panget lang diction. PDA2 is nothing compared to PDA1. even PI wont match. Ang daming musicians at composers sa PDA. Can i just say Davey was of them. He was my personal favorite. Unfortunately, most of the scholars, including him, didnt sustain the fame. Pano na ang PDA2 scholars di ba, konti lang talaga ang may real talents. The rest wala lang...display. may kwento lang sa likod ng pangarap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-7367731555599772258?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/7367731555599772258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=7367731555599772258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/7367731555599772258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/7367731555599772258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/07/versus.html' title='versus'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SG-X0-PIDqI/AAAAAAAAASY/f3tXDqpxHRw/s72-c/samsoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-3515111298286351620</id><published>2008-06-29T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:17:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i know it's been a while since i last had my entry. And im not having my next one today... im so tired. Bawi ako next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-3515111298286351620?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/3515111298286351620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=3515111298286351620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/3515111298286351620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/3515111298286351620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-8303716635895546914</id><published>2008-06-22T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:02:17.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy saturday</title><content type='html'>it's signal no.2 here in laguna but fortunately it's not really obvious that we're having a typhoon (frank). Despite the whether, we (me &amp;amp; my mom) push through with our schedules for the day. We dropped by our barangay hall for me to get my CTC. Then to SM we go. I bought gifts for Alliyah's christening (ninang ako eh). I also bought something for myself. A mossimo blouse, the most expensive shirt ive ever bought. Well never mind how much that costs. It's just a "once-a-year" splurges for me. After i bought some stuff for Papa, we went to Goldilocks to buy a cake for my cousin's birthday. (Happy birthday Ate Bhe). Then we went to my Tita's house in Biñan. We had dinner. Alliyah had her ears pierced.  Papa  came from work and dropped by my tita's house also. Then three of us went home at 11:30pm. It was still raining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-8303716635895546914?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/8303716635895546914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=8303716635895546914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8303716635895546914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8303716635895546914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/rainy-saturday.html' title='rainy saturday'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-6321819112239054195</id><published>2008-06-19T08:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:31:45.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June 19</title><content type='html'>Holiday. It's Dr. Rizal's birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-6321819112239054195?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/6321819112239054195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=6321819112239054195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/6321819112239054195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/6321819112239054195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-19.html' title='June 19'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-8961273212290564632</id><published>2008-06-17T21:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:39:20.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gusto ko sila</title><content type='html'>Ang mga paborito kong female celebs....in random order....baka may magtampo...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFkkYKMLPUI/AAAAAAAAASA/MazxrrhiCZU/s1600-h/all.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFkkYKMLPUI/AAAAAAAAASA/MazxrrhiCZU/s400/all.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213238041128942914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Know more about them...just click on the names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heidi_Klum"&gt;Heidi Klum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyra_Banks"&gt;Tyra Banks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rachael_Ray"&gt;Rachael Ray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oprah_Winfrey"&gt;Oprah Winfrey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jessica_Alba"&gt;Jessica Alba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlize_Theron"&gt;Charlize Theron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;a href="http://girls.bembang.com/lucytorres"&gt;Lucy Torres&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jessica_Soho"&gt;Jessica Soho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariah_Carey"&gt;MariahCarey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yoon_Eun_Hye"&gt;Yoon Eun Hye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to wikipedia for the links...&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/2079525537517254078-8961273212290564632?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/8961273212290564632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=8961273212290564632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8961273212290564632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8961273212290564632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/gusto-ko-sila.html' title='Gusto ko sila'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFkkYKMLPUI/AAAAAAAAASA/MazxrrhiCZU/s72-c/all.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-3995532965850900217</id><published>2008-06-16T19:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:27:37.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pelikula</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;During weekends, I am usually glued in front of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; watching my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kdramas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;, but since i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;really find my current drama that interesting, i just watch 1 episode every night. So if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; not in front of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;, you would find me in front of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;. And last weekend i was able to catch some meaningful movies on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hihintayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Langit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cinemaone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;. Sorry i cant find any photos. Anyway, i really like this movie. I cant even count how many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; watched it. It's really a beautiful yet tragic love story. Though, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; want my story to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;like that. I still want it to be something like Coffee Prince, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Vineyardman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; and 9end2outs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;. I only learned that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HKSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; was adapted from Emily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bronte's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wuthering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Heights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hmmmnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;. Now i would like to have a copy of that book.. Just last year, another movie was adapted from this adaptation...huh?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Gulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; ah. It was Angel-Richard's The Promise. It was okay. The attempt was there. I still like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;HHKSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFZc9YH5NPI/AAAAAAAAARo/Eq7yRvZbhVg/s1600-h/180px-Da_Vinci_Vitruve_Luc_Viatour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFZc9YH5NPI/AAAAAAAAARo/Eq7yRvZbhVg/s320/180px-Da_Vinci_Vitruve_Luc_Viatour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212455828245263602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Vinci's&lt;/span&gt; Code. I missed this movie when this was out in 2003 so my brother bought a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;vcd&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;vcd&lt;/span&gt; player &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;meron&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;kami&lt;/span&gt; nun) for us to watch. But it was a bad copy...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt; pirated...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;sori&lt;/span&gt; chairman. Anyway, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; able to finish the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;vcd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; thought it was a bore. Then last Saturday, i was able to catch it on HBO. Ive watch it from start to finish. I like it. Whether it was the truth or a fiction, i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care. I like the movie. I like how it presented the mysteries, those brain teasers, the anagrams and the puzzles. The movie also mentioned about Priory of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Sion&lt;/span&gt;, Knights of Templar and Opus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Dei&lt;/span&gt; which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really understand until i see this movie. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Atleast&lt;/span&gt; now i have an idea. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; interested in knowing more about these things. This movie was quite controversial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;becoz&lt;/span&gt; it talked ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;out Jesus. Well, after watching this movie. My faith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; even touched. I always believe that Jesus is the son of God and he sacrificed his life to save us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As for the author, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dan_Brown"&gt;Dan Brown&lt;/a&gt;, i would like to read the rest of his works....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFZkEFM6ouI/AAAAAAAAARw/ovVgz1XEV-Q/s1600-h/CTC-1929-image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFZkEFM6ouI/AAAAAAAAARw/ovVgz1XEV-Q/s200/CTC-1929-image4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212463640006533858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Love Story. A cinema one special. I think it was a &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; premiere for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Maricel&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Aga&lt;/span&gt;-Angelika movie. I like it but then again...i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like my own story to be like this. It was a good movie. I think one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Aga's&lt;/span&gt;best. I like the twist. The movie just made realize...again...no falling in love with a married man. You may be have the truest love for each other but you can never be completely happy if you know there's a wife weeping because of that love...and worse...there's a kid longing for a dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-3995532965850900217?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/3995532965850900217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=3995532965850900217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/3995532965850900217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/3995532965850900217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/pelikula.html' title='pelikula'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFZc9YH5NPI/AAAAAAAAARo/Eq7yRvZbhVg/s72-c/180px-Da_Vinci_Vitruve_Luc_Viatour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-3492670434335826894</id><published>2008-06-16T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:59:03.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've got it wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooopss. Wag masyado magreact dun sa previous blog ko. Di ikaw yun. Nabasa mo di ba? So alam mong hindi ikaw yun. At isa pa, the people/person i was referring there don't have an FS account at for sure di nila nababasa ang  blog ko...so definitely hindi ikaw yun. Sinulat ko lang para...wala lang...naasar lang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ako. Kulit eh. Get it? It's not you...okay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2079525537517254078-3492670434335826894?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/3492670434335826894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=3492670434335826894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/3492670434335826894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/3492670434335826894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/youve-got-it-wrong.html' title='you&apos;ve got it wrong'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-5164596038942894656</id><published>2008-06-16T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:00:40.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tigilan nyo ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Di nyo ba magets, pag di nagrereply sa mga calls at texts ibig sabihn ayoko kayong kausap. Hindi dahil sa ayoko sa inyo. Ayoko lang ng ganun. Matagal na akong graduate dyan. Di na ako interesado sa mga ganun. Gets nyo ba? Ayokong sumagot ng tawag sa oras ng trabaho at lalo ng ayokong maistorbo sa madaling araw. Ayokong magbasa ng text messages na parepareho lang ang laman. Okay lang naman magtext, dios mio wag naman average of 12 messages a day. Kung madami kayong pang load... deposit nyo na lang sa account ko...pwede?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-5164596038942894656?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/5164596038942894656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=5164596038942894656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/5164596038942894656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/5164596038942894656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/tigilan-nyo-ko.html' title='tigilan nyo ko...'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-902971742527070599</id><published>2008-06-14T14:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T16:52:21.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never been too late....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what kung 27 na ako?! Masama bang magka-crush? E ano magagawa ko e crush ko talaga sila. Hmmmmnnnn.... no criteria. Basta lang... E ano kung di sila sikat...basta gusto ko sila...walang kokontra...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNmk4l5DQI/AAAAAAAAARA/NF6mkZB3sY0/s1600-h/gong+yoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNmk4l5DQI/AAAAAAAAARA/NF6mkZB3sY0/s200/gong+yoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211621977650433282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gong Yoo. I get to like him in Coffee Prince. Super kakainlove yung character nya. Super sweet. Parang bata. He's willing to take a chance on love kahit ang alam nya guy si Go eun chan... GY is currently enlisted sa army and be back on December 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNnZKD_9VI/AAAAAAAAARI/FTSAQu5GWXY/s1600-h/1_132039236l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNnZKD_9VI/AAAAAAAAARI/FTSAQu5GWXY/s200/1_132039236l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211622875693315410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MC Castro. MC who? I guess very few people knows about him. I didnt know about him as well until i had a chance to see him in Singing Bee. he's one of those singers there. I dont usually watch Kapamilya show but now i switch channel every after primetime news , hoping to hear him sing. I dont know anything about him aside from what's written in his FS and that's very much okay coz sometimes the more you get to know of the person, he becomes a little less interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNotN0Iw2I/AAAAAAAAARQ/vxXdIYlLHwo/s1600-h/lee+jung+jin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNotN0Iw2I/AAAAAAAAARQ/vxXdIYlLHwo/s200/lee+jung+jin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211624319809536866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee Jung Jin. He's the male lead in the kdrama 9 end 2 outs. I love his character also, hyung tae. The typical bachelor... playboy, happy go lucky...a guy bestfriend. And when he realized that he's already fallen in love with his bestfriend, everything changes. I just love HT.. he's so sweet and thoughtful to Nan Hee. Aside from the fact that he's hot...hot...hot....hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNpqds3qjI/AAAAAAAAARY/cS96Ygi9dHc/s1600-h/rob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNpqds3qjI/AAAAAAAAARY/cS96Ygi9dHc/s200/rob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211625372046043698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob Pengson. He's the chef on the go. I really like him. Dont you think chef who's this young is just so hot? I was really disappointed when he was out of the show for quite sometime. So happy he's back. I guess he's married with a chef also. They will surely make a delicious....errrrr...happy family life...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNqwrjaEYI/AAAAAAAAARg/N7np16C7IlA/s1600-h/lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNqwrjaEYI/AAAAAAAAARg/N7np16C7IlA/s200/lee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211626578355294594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee Min Ki. The cutie male lead of dal Ja spring. He's really cute talaga. Ive already watched DJS online last month &amp;amp; i was glued to it due to Kang Tae Bong. LMK's character there. Yung tipong guy na di naman gwapo pero ang lakas ng dating. Haaayyy. Can I just take you home. Hihihi. hay naku ive been sleeping a bit late everynight coz i still wait for DJS @ GMA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sorry Dennis, ive already taken you out of my list. Im over you ...hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts for this day: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"It's never been too late for romance. For romance is something your mind can create. But not with Love. Coz love only happens once or twice ,if you're lucky enough. So just like what the movie says...If you love a person, you say it right there &amp;amp; then, or else time will pass you by."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-902971742527070599?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/902971742527070599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=902971742527070599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/902971742527070599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/902971742527070599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-been-too-late.html' title='never been too late....'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SFNmk4l5DQI/AAAAAAAAARA/NF6mkZB3sY0/s72-c/gong+yoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-5434208514090620878</id><published>2008-06-13T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:08:17.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Asar. basta nakakaasar. minsan talaga napaka unfair ng life. basta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-5434208514090620878?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/5434208514090620878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=5434208514090620878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/5434208514090620878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/5434208514090620878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/asar.html' title=''/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-4156869241011538995</id><published>2008-06-08T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:24:49.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On winning, shopping, homecoming, bonding, &amp; leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There's new Tennis queen, the Serbian Ana Ivanovic, after winning her French Open 2008 title. I dont really know of this player before this tournament. I've been always a fan of the Williams sisters &amp;amp; Maria Sharapova, but since these girls left the competition much earlier, ive left to watch the girl who beat Sharapova, Dinara Safina. She's really good so i was hoping she would make it but Ivanovic snatched that chance from her. I didnt know i would be a fan of tennis, i just discovered it now. Not too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jean &amp;amp; I met last night. We watched Indiana Jones and we had dinner at Max's. We had a quite serious talks about life &amp;amp; lovelife.Hehehe. Too bad, Ady missed the chance of spending that few hours with us since he chose to watched the Big Night. Kuya might scold him if he missed the finale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My sister went home from Subic. We havent seen each other for more than 2 months. We had lots of chicahan last night. We watched a thriller movie in cinemax, hostel, which she left me watching alone since she had fallen asleep already. We, including our Mom, had a salon bonding. We had our hair relaxed &amp;amp; trimmed. We dropped by the dept store to buy some stuff. Anyway, may pasalubong sya samen. Ive almost thought she came from abroad instead of Subic since she brought home some chocolates &amp;amp; clothes. she would leave us again tomorrow and be back on August. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ive been crying for 2 days already everytime i watched a showbiz oriented show. Everyone knows that Rudy Fernandez passed away yesterday due to periampullary cancer. I wasnt a fan but i was really affected. I feel for the loved ones whom he left. I prayed that my family wont experience what they have went through. It's just so heart wrenching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What i learn: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cherish every moment. Dont just live your life. Have something to live for. A reason. A purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2079525537517254078-4156869241011538995?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/4156869241011538995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=4156869241011538995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/4156869241011538995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/4156869241011538995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-winning-shopping-homecoming-bonding.html' title='On winning, shopping, homecoming, bonding, &amp; leaving'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-8165955531773299939</id><published>2008-06-07T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:36:07.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>que sera sera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SEmBT6sYqvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/h4p1hGcTP0w/s1600-h/korean_tv_dramas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SEmBT6sYqvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/h4p1hGcTP0w/s320/korean_tv_dramas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208836623203609330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im done watching this series just now. Ive watched it for 6 nights. It has 17 episodes. Okay lang. Not that impressive. The first 5 episodes were a bit slow. Episode 7-10 were the highlights. The rest of the episodes were just too boring, another weak ending. The whole concept of the drama was good, but the emotions were just not that high. I dont know. This one isnt for me. I almost fell asleep. But it has a nice story. there were just so many unnecessary scenes. This should have been Yoon Eun Hye's project, thank goodness she was replaced. The role doesnt suit her. I'll give this drama a 2.5 out of 5. Okay lang but i wont watch it again. Im off to my next drama...Who are you. Ive already watched up to 4th episodes...really funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-8165955531773299939?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/8165955531773299939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=8165955531773299939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8165955531773299939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8165955531773299939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/que-sera-sera.html' title='que sera sera'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SEmBT6sYqvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/h4p1hGcTP0w/s72-c/korean_tv_dramas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-8512433782224672409</id><published>2008-06-06T19:11:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:42:42.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This first week of June is kind of weird for me. Something's strange. There are few people whom i cared about in the past suddenly showed up, accidentally &amp;amp; intentionally. What's in this time of the year that i had to see or talk to them? Weddings. Hahaha. Why do i have to run into them one after the other in just 3 days. Self check. How did I feel? Was I happy? Old memories might be coming back? How about old feelings?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i met "A" last tuesday, it was just a dreary morning. I was a riding a jeep going to work. I was kinda separated from the world for i had my earphones on while listening to my Kpop playlist. When the jeep stopped, someone got in, i looked at him. He looked at me. We didn't smile at each other. He took the seat in front of me. Then he asked "bayad ka na?". "Oo". I replied. Then he paid for his fare. We were silent. I continued listening to Bad love ost and never looked at him again. Until few moments later, he slightly tapped my hand and said "Sige, una na ako, Ingat." Then i said. "Okay"....Self check: I was just a bit surprise seeing him that morning. Back then, when we where young, we had a strange friendship. I almost thought it was close to love. But it wasnt. Not quite. We were just confused with the closeness that we had. But one thing's for sure we cared so much for each other.... Is it over? Yes. Definitely. As in zero. But i still care a lot about him. He's still my friend after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 10:00am, Ofis, text messages:&lt;br /&gt;B:Musta ka na? Ano landlyn mo at ate mu?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cno po ito?&lt;br /&gt;B: C B to. may sasabihin lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh. Musta ka na? mamaya ha. busy ako. Eto number nya... #####&lt;br /&gt;B: Ok tnx.... e ung sayo?&lt;br /&gt;few minutes later nag ring ang extension ko:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Accounting&lt;br /&gt;B: Kumusta ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cno po sila? (Kunwari pero kilala ko na boses no!)&lt;br /&gt;B: Di mo na ako kilala.. Si B to&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh hi... musta ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation went on for few minutes. He asked the same questions he used to ask when he has a time to check on me. If i still look the same, if do i have a boyfriend or do i have a plan of getting married. I answered jokingly coz i never really taken him seriously ever since...well that was what i thought. Back then, when i was young and crazy, we met in a very impersonal world....let's just say we're close though we're thousand miles apart.. So i thought it was safe . I knew he was just having a good time. I was having mine too. The good time became a habit. A bad one, i guess . I got so addicted in that world that ive almost forgotten about what's real. I knew from the very start that everything would have its end. I wasnt serious. Until the very end i was not thinking of being one.I created a surreal world, for myself, for me to enjoy the ride.. .but the ride wasnt fun at all. It was a roller coaster. Super extremes. Though i enjoyed that impersonal world, i knew when to stop. I planned everything, when things slowly getting too personal &amp;amp; so serious, i decided to end it there. But it wasnt easy coz things didnt workout as planned. Fate made its own course. The next thing i knew is he's already my bestfriend's boyfriend. And i found myself hurting so badly. I felt so bad that everytime his name was being mentioned i would want to throw up. Because of him ive almost lost a bestfriend. Because of him, ive experienced so much pain that no one has ever made me feel. Because of him, i needed to act as if im okay even if i wasnt. Though i was hurting. I cried only once. Then I pulled myself together and tried to ignore him But it wasnt really easy. But years have passed &amp;amp; i made it. And im happy.... And him and my bestfriend? They broke up. He suddenly disappeared from our lives without a word.... self check: i felt nothing when i talked to him that morning. I was over him after that cry. I despised him at first and thought that he was just not worth it. I told myself i shouldnt be crying for a nonsense things. I wasnt harmed at all. My heart might have been bruised but been healed already. Now, whenever he sends texts messages... it would only mean he needs something. For all the help he asks, i never granted a single favor. Why should i? Though i dont hate him, but i no longer want to have anything to do with him. He just doesnt get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive met Mr. C just this this afternoon while I accompanied an officemate in the bank. While i was reading the bank's flyers i noticed someone entered. Looks so familiar. I looked at him intently and i was having second thought if he's the person i was hoping he is. He hasn't change but he's not really quite the same. Gets? Maybe because the last time i saw him was almost 7 years ago. After my college graduation, havent seen him since. My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to call him but held it back. He passed by my seat and still not noticing me. I tried not to look at his direction. He was falling in a line far across my seat, just 2 persons away from where my officemate is standing. Minutes later, someone's calling my name. Of course i heard him. I know it's him. He called once. i didnt look up. Twice. I acted as if i was surprise seeing him there. We smiled but not talked much since he's kinda far from where i was sitting. When the line moved and when he was standing right in front of me, we chat for a while. Update about basic things...work, common friends, etc. Unfortunately, my officemate has finished her transaction and we needed to go back to the office. I similed at him.. my most genuine for this day. And my smile hasnt been erased the whole afternoon. My whole highschool life that involves him rerun in my mind the rest of the day. He was my high school crush. We never had a chance to be close back then kasi nga may hd ako sa kanya....hehehe. .....Self check: what did i feel...happy. Atleast ive seen him again. Is it over? Wala namang dapat i-get over. What i had back then was a childish dream. And it remained as such. Back to reality.... i still find him isa sa pinakamabait na taong nakilala ko. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what i learn: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love is a dream that you wake up too soon from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-8512433782224672409?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/8512433782224672409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=8512433782224672409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8512433782224672409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8512433782224672409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-it-over.html' title='is it over?'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-8894043188453150350</id><published>2008-06-02T20:45:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:57:31.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On getting well &amp; looking back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;dyarararan!!! im back. Been sick last week but im getting better already. Im back to kdrama watching....im watching 2 dramas at the same time, que sera sera &amp;amp; who are you. Both are good so far. Im on the 4th episode. We, along with my officemates, attended a birthday party last Sunday. It was our VP-Operations' son's 1st bday. It was fun. The Finance team were present, actually everyone in the dept was there. Evrything's back to normal at work. It's month-end again and everyone is busy with our own businesses, may it be official or non-official...basta busy kami..hehehe. I was on line the whole morning but ive got no one to talk to. My ate che was on live. Ady wasnt signing in to YM. Jean &amp;amp; I had a short chitchat basically more on how am i going to pay her credit card. Since i wasnt able to use mine in booking for our Bora trip, she voluntarily lend us hers. I'll try to pay it tomorrow. Anyway, there are few people in my contacts that were online aside from jean. But i guess they are all busy just like me so no one really want to chat. I noticed that a certain "eyyysss" was online too. She was a classmate from college. A friend actually. We were in the same barkada. We had a lot of good memories together. But maybe, as the saying goes, some good things never last...long. It's so ironic when people used to smile at each other...share good laughs &amp;amp; sometimes cry together, act as strangers. Cant have a conversation, not even a single hi nor hello. No more "kumusta ka na?". I am not bitter about what happened to our barkada. I was happy with our friendship. We never had a fight or any misunderstandings. We just slowly drifted apart maybe because of lack of time &amp;amp; distance. I will never forget the sleep overs in Au's boarding house, the library chikahan and the movie dates. I will always remember that my college barkada were the first people who gave me a birthday suprise that really made me cry...it was on my 20th bday....It was after school, around 9pm, we were in the night class. Just few mintes after i got home, someone's calling my name from the gate. I saw Jan, and he said he brought my handkerchief because i left it in school. Then suddenly everyone showed up with their birthday gifts &amp;amp; food. I was so touched coz i thought they forgot about it. I was really happy. Thank you guys.. i will never forget that no matter what. I dont want to expect too much but i hope there will come a time that we will share the same craziness together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i realize"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;:&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,255)"&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;Sabi nga sa isang text message "Ang lovelife ko pala parang Coke....dati light ngayon....Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt; hehehe. Sana greenwhich na lang para "overload".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-8894043188453150350?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/8894043188453150350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=8894043188453150350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8894043188453150350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8894043188453150350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-getting-well-looking-back.html' title='On getting well &amp; looking back'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-8811435439287637461</id><published>2008-05-28T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:40:52.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in sickness &amp; in health</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Natuluyan na akong nagkasakit. It's been 3 days already. This has been my worst this year. Nagkakasakit naman ako pero di ganito kagrabe. I was never absent for 2 consecutive days just because I was sick. Eto yung first time. Kung katawan at throat ko lang ang masakit, e kayang kaya kaso sobrang sakit ng ulo ko. And when my head aches, sleep lang ang katapat. Kaya hayun 2 days akong super rest. Pero hirap din akong matulog kasi super taas ng fever at nagchi-chill pa ako. Buti na lang anjan lagi ang aking pinakamamahal na nanay na kasama kong napupuyat. Na walang sawang nagbabantay saken....minsan masarap din magkasakit... i mean simpleng sakit lang ha...lalo na pag may nag aalaga sayo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;what i learn this past few days&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I learned that God really knows my heart. He knows when Im sad, when im happy. He knows when Im in need. And when i need something, he gives it to me in His perfect time even before I ask for it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-8811435439287637461?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/8811435439287637461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=8811435439287637461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8811435439287637461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/8811435439287637461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-sickness-in-health.html' title='in sickness &amp; in health'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-322455251625954266</id><published>2008-05-26T07:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:59:48.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>bad day, good day, new day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;woke up at the wrong side of the bed. Not feeling well again. Got a headache. My temperature is higher than usual...i guess. What is it about Monday that makes people sick? Most of my SL were taken on a Monday. Hehehe. I guess it's a way to prolong a weekend. If only i dont have much things to do today, i might have slept the whole day. But things arent working so nice for me today so i had to get up so early &amp;amp; be here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;By the way someone's celebrating her birthday....Happy birthday Lois. Magkaka-age na tyo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last Saturday we had an advance birthday celebration for Lois at Joy's house. I have never laughed so much for quite sometime. We really had a good time. Some of us stayed overnight at Joy's place. Slept at around 3am wearing doctora's scrub suits. We talked almost about everything. Our lives, other people lives. Mga kaaway naming teachers nung highschool at pati na rin yung mga favorites namin. The highlight of the night was Joy &amp;amp; Lois' encounter w/ Mario( the famous luko luko in Calamba). The story is a bit scary and traumatic but i wonder how it turned out to be so funny. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;What i learn today:&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "If people are meant for each other, it doesnt always mean that they are meant for each other now."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-322455251625954266?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/322455251625954266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=322455251625954266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/322455251625954266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/322455251625954266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-day-good-day-new-day.html' title='bad day, good day, new day'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-4195604871475903492</id><published>2008-05-23T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:32:25.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>low</title><content type='html'>i feel a bit down since monday. I just dont know why. It seems something's bothering me, i just cant figure it out. Maybe because arch lost against cook. Or maybe because im not feeling well these past few weeks. Im trying to watch what i eat for the past few days and it's making me a bit tired. Or maybe because of the tragedy that our province has experienced. It was quite depressing. Or maybe because of my work, most of the time i feel so exhausted. Just to think of the workload that i should be finishing in the coming weeks, it's already making me feel drained. Im just so tired of everything. So maybe that was it. Im just tired. Period. Im so tired that i couldnt even do my regular routine after work. I cant even watch tv, surf the net or do my blog. Most of all, ive been missing out on my kdrama. Im just not in the mood to do all these things. all i want to do is sleep. I hope id be able to get back on my feet....soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-4195604871475903492?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/4195604871475903492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=4195604871475903492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/4195604871475903492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/4195604871475903492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/05/low.html' title='low'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-7523959778873031387</id><published>2008-05-21T20:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:13:14.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>archuleta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SDQeV00Wt7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UIM76cev7dA/s1600-h/dvid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SDQeV00Wt7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UIM76cev7dA/s400/dvid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202816829824087986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're gonna win....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;DAVID...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;go archuleta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;if cook wins....it's okay...he's equally good but you'll always be my baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;hehehehe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-7523959778873031387?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/7523959778873031387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=7523959778873031387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/7523959778873031387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/7523959778873031387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/05/archuleta.html' title='archuleta...'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mFLq83oMhAw/SDQeV00Wt7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UIM76cev7dA/s72-c/dvid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-7282778001791303523</id><published>2008-05-19T21:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:14:26.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>unsafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;what's goin on in laguna? Just few days ago, a bank was robbed &amp;amp; 10 were killed and just this morning, another 8 lives were taken in a massacre in a nearby barangay. These incidents really frighten me. To think that I am living just within the area. From where I am, id just be needing less than P20 for jeep or tricyle to get to the crime scenes. That's how close i am to the most talked about crime incidents this week. How i wish everyone's talking of another issue instead of this. Not long ago, the province was also subjected to media's attention due to typhoid outbreak in Calamba. We've lost few lives during those times and even the tourism in the city was affected. I am very proud of this city...of this province. But because of these incidents, i wish i were in another place. Im scared. Not only for myself but for the people i care about. I feel so unsafe in this place. How can i not be scared if i know that there are heartless creatures wandering around, not only stealing valuables but also taking lives. I pray that this will be the last. I pray that those who sin will be punished. I pray for the 18 innocent souls to find their peace in God's loving embrace. I pray for the families who were left behind to learn to forgive and to continue living in peace &amp;amp; in God's love. I pray for everyone's safety, mine, my family &amp;amp; yours. Let's pray for a safer world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2079525537517254078-7282778001791303523?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/7282778001791303523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=7282778001791303523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/7282778001791303523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/7282778001791303523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/05/unsafe.html' title='unsafe'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079525537517254078.post-2371491026500993918</id><published>2008-05-17T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:37:59.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>family affairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Rey, my cousin came to our house and he'll spend the night here. We rarely see each other so i kinda miss this boy. Unfortunately, he lost his wallet on his way here. He lost 3k. We just told him to forget about it. Luckily he was not hurt. My mom's really upset. Me too, i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; show it much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;My mom has been uneasy all day thinking of my sister who's in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Subic&lt;/span&gt;. as we know, we currently have a tropical storm (Cosme) that's hitting the central &amp;amp; northern &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;luzon&lt;/span&gt;. according to my sister, their company sent them home due to bad weather. My mom was so worried that she kept on telling "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pasahan&lt;/span&gt; mo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bibe&lt;/span&gt; mo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;baka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;walang&lt;/span&gt; load, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nagrereply&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;saken&lt;/span&gt;". I was also worry about her, i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;daughter cum cousin, Step got sick recently. I was really worried. My mom always kept on reminding me to call my uncle to ask about step but i kept on deliberately forgetting it. I was too worried that i might break into tears when i heard step's voice. &lt;/span&gt;I missed her. I am really worried about her. I called them twice this week. There's no update with the doctor's findings but she's doing well. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not always very vocal about how much my family's concerns affect me, their hearts know that i do care.. so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2079525537517254078-2371491026500993918?l=mayetha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/feeds/2371491026500993918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2079525537517254078&amp;postID=2371491026500993918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/2371491026500993918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2079525537517254078/posts/default/2371491026500993918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayetha.blogspot.com/2008/05/family-affairs.html' title='family affairs'/><author><name>mayetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04411848746903039421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04349481395674548311'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>