tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39542596850621317702008-08-20T17:05:06.522+08:00The truth behind my closetPrincess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comBlogger140125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-91207280462426123172008-08-18T19:33:00.010+08:002008-08-19T14:34:15.502+08:00 A new PC with a new O.S...<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Before making this post can I say "congratulation" to myself first?hahaha..Lately I'm kinda busy in all the event that keep on coming into my life , see....this post should be done last week. Things turn ups and down, many things happen but I'm glad it's over and I hope it's really over. Meanwhile I'm back into blogging again to make this post. Last Thursday pops bought me a new PC....weeeee.<span class="fullpost"><br /><br />For how many months of convincing my dad to bought me a new one, my effort seems not wasted. Well we have an agreement of course thats what business are..hahaha...He agreed to bought me a new PC, but I have to pay him monthly atleast for two years.For me the bargain is quit good and challenging...challenging?yes of course I was known as a one day millionaire spend some dough in some useless stuff, but now I have to live up the word "save" so that I can pay my dad and my other bills (my internet and my credit card). I don't have a right to complain now atleast my money will put in good used.<br /><br />My new PC is ACER Aspire M5641, <a href="http://www.villman.com/Product-Detail/M5641" target="_blank">Here's the link</a> for the specification. I'm so damn lazy writing it here I'm satisfied with the appearance of my new PC, as well as the performance and specification. One thing that pest me off is that I can't change my O.S., ACER provide the O.S. it's Windows Vista. When I bought it I thought I can change it to Windows XP , but the problem is my video card its new (NVDIA GeForce 9300GE) and there is no driver for it for Windows XP. We tried to search for the driver in the internet for possible download, but unfortunately we failed. Well right now I'm trying to familiarize myself in Windows Vista and trying to have patience in every pop-up I encounter every time I click some applications on my PC....so wish me luck...muah....<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/wink-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><br /></div><br /></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-39456122828524092312008-08-12T11:50:00.008+08:002008-08-12T14:09:03.683+08:00 Eduardo Calasanz Piece<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SKEjywJtFjI/AAAAAAAABIk/JAi7HFeGxV4/s1600-h/addu.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SKEjywJtFjI/AAAAAAAABIk/JAi7HFeGxV4/s200/addu.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233503596807263794" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I received an email from a close friend, a former Ateneans. It's a beautiful piece made by Eduardo Calasanz. Calasanz was a student at the Ateneo Manila University, Philippines. He had Father Ferriols as he's professor, Father Ferriols was the Philosophy department head who teaches also Philosophy for graduating college students in Ateneo. He's very popular for his mind opening and enriching classes but also known as notorious in giving grades. Fr.Ferriols had this long discussion with the registrar people because he wanted to give Calasanz an A+, either that or he doesn't teach at all so Calasanz got his A+.<br /><br />Read he's piece below to find out why he deserve to get a A+ grade.<br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><blockquote>PARTNERS AND MARRIAGE<br />By Eduardo Jose E. Calasanz<br /><br />I have never met a man who didn't want to be loved. But I have seldom met a man who didn't fear marriage. Something about the closure seems constricting, not enabling. Marriage seems easier to understand for what it cuts out of our lives than for what it makes possible within our lives.<br /><br />When I was younger this fear immobilized me. I did not want to make a mistake. I saw my friends get married for reasons of social acceptability, or sexual fever, or just because they thought it was the logical thing to do. Then I watched, as they and their partners became embittered and petty in their dealings with each other. I looked at older couples and saw, at best, mutual toleration of each other. I imagined a lifetime of loveless nights and bickering and could not imagine subjecting myself or someone else to such a fate. And yet, on rare occasions, I would see old couples who somehow seemed to glow in each other's presence.<br /><br />They seemed really in love, not just dependent upon each other and tolerant of each other's foibles. It was an astounding sight, and it seemed impossible. How, I asked myself, can they have survived so many years of sameness, so much irritation at the other's habits? What keeps love alive in them, when most of us seem unable to even stay together, much less love each other?<br /><br />The central secret seems to be in choosing well. There is something to the claim of fundamental compatibility. Good people can create a bad relationship, even though they both dearly want therelationship to succeed. It is important to find someone with whom you can create a good relationship from the outset. Unfortunately, it is hard to see clearly in the early stages.<br /><br />Sexual hunger draws you to each other and colors the way you see yourselves together. It blinds you to the thousands of little things by which relationships eventually survive or fail. You need to find a way to see beyond this initial overwhelming sexual fascination. Some people choose to involve themselves sexually and ride out the most heated period of sexual attraction in order to see what is on the other side. This can work, but it can also leave a trail of wounded hearts.<br /><br />Others deny the sexual side altogether in an attempt to get to know each other apart from their sexuality. But they cannot see clearly, because the presence of unfulfilled sexual desire looms so large that it keeps them from having any normal perception of what life would be like together. The truly lucky people are the ones who manage to become long-time friends before they realize they are attracted to each other. They get to know each other's laughs, passions, sadness, and fears. They see each other at their worst and at their best. They share time together before they get swept into the entangling intimacy of their sexuality.<br /><br />This is the ideal, but not often possible. If you fall under the spell of your sexual attraction immediately, you need to look beyond it for other keys to compatibility. One of these is laughter.<br /><br />Laughter tells you how much you will enjoy each other's company over the long term. If your laughter together is good and healthy, and not at the expense of others, then you have a healthy relationship to the world. Laughter is the child of surprise. If you can make each other laugh, you can always surprise each other. And if you can always surprise each other,you can always keep the world around you new. Beware of a relationship in which there is no laughter. Even the most intimate relationships based only on seriousness have a tendency to turn sour. Over time,sharing a common serious viewpoint on the world tends to turn you against those who do not share the same viewpoint, and your relationship can become based on being critical together.<br /><br />After laughter, look for a partner who deals with the world in a way you respect. When two people first get together, they tend to see their relationship as existing only in the space between the two of them. They find each other endlessly fascinating, and the overwhelming power of the emotions they are sharing obscures the outside world. As the relationship ages and grows, the outside world becomes important again. If your partner treats people or circumstances in a way you can't accept, you will inevitably come to grief. Look at the way she cares for others and deals with the daily affairs of life. If that makes you love her more, your love will grow. If it does not, be careful. If you do not respect the way you each deal with the world around you, eventually the two of you will not respect each other.<br /><br />Look also at how your partner confronts the mysteries of life. We live on the cusp of poetry and practicality, and the real life of the heart resides in the poetic. If one of you is deeply affected by the mystery of the unseen in life and relationships, while the other is drawn only to the literal and the practical, you must take care that the distance doesn't become an unbridgeable gap that leaves you each feeling isolated and misunderstood.<br /><br />There are many other keys, but you must find them by yourself. We all have unchangeable parts of our hearts that we will not betray and private commitments to a vision of life that we will not deny. If you fall in love with someone who cannot nourish those inviolable parts of you, or if you cannot nourish them in her, you will find yourselves growing further apart until you live in separate worlds where you share the business of life, but never touch each other where the heart lives and dreams. From there it is only a small leap to the cataloging of petty hurts and daily failures that leaves so many couples bitter and unsatisfied with their mates.<br /><br />So choose carefully and well. If you do, you will have chosen a partner with whom you can grow, and then the real miracle of marriage can take place in your hearts. I pick my words carefully when I speak of a miracle. But I think it is not too strong a word.There is a miracle in marriage. It is called transformation. Transformation is one of the most common events of nature. The seed becomes the flower. The cocoon becomes the butterfly. Winter becomes spring and love becomes a child. We never question these, because we see them around us every day. To us they are not miracles, though if we did not know them they would be impossible to believe.<br /><br />Marriage is a transformation we choose to make. Our love is planted like a seed, and in time it begins to flower. We cannot know the flower that will blossom, but we can be sure that a bloom will come.If you have chosen carefully and wisely, the bloom will be good. If you have chosen poorly or for the wrong reason, the bloom will be flawed. We are quite willing to accept the reality of negative transformation in a marriage. It was negative transformation that always had me terrified of the bitter marriages that I feared when I was younger. It never occurred to me to question the dark miracle that transformed love into harshness and bitterness. Yet I was unable to accept the possibility that the first heat of love could be transformed into something positive that was actually deeper and more meaningful than the heat of fresh passion. All I could believe in was the power of this passion and the fear that when it cooled I would be left with something lesser and bitter.<br /><br />But there is positive transformation as well. Like negative transformation, it results from a slow accretion of little things. But instead of death by a thousand blows, it is growth by a thousand touches of love. Two histories intermingle. Two separate beings, two separate presence, two separate consciousnesses come together and share a view of life that passes before them. They remain separate, but they also become one. There is an expansion of awareness, not a closure and a constriction, as I had once feared. This is not to say that there is not tension and there are not traps. Tension and traps are part of every choice of life, from celibate to monogamous to having multiple lovers.<br /><br />Each choice contains within it the lingering doubt that the road not taken somehow more fruitful and exciting, and each becomes dulled to the richness that it alone contains.But only marriage allows life to deepen and expand and be leavened by the knowledge that two have chosen, against all odds, to become one. Those who live together without marriage can know the pleasure of shared company, but there is a specific gravity in the marriage commitment that deepest that experience into something richer and more complex. So do not fear marriage, just as you should not rush into it for the wrong reasons. It is an act of faith and it contains within it the power of transformation.<br /><br />If you believe in your heart that you have found someone with whom you are able to grow, if you have sufficient faith that you can resist the endless attraction of the road not taken and the partner not chosen, if you have the strength of heart to embrace the cycles and seasons that your love will experience, then you may be ready to seek the miracle that marriage offers. If not, then wait. The easy grace of a marriage well made is worth your patience. When the time comes, a thousand flowers will bloom...endlessly.<br /><br /></blockquote></div></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-57229443177254331952008-08-12T11:17:00.004+08:002008-08-12T11:48:30.080+08:00 For you from me.....<span style="font-size:85%;"></span><blockquote><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SKEHFhYDXEI/AAAAAAAABIc/2uwVQ07mrBo/s1600-h/LoversSun.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SKEHFhYDXEI/AAAAAAAABIc/2uwVQ07mrBo/s200/LoversSun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233472033421220930" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">If I could have just one wish,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I would wish to wake up everyday</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">to the sound of your breath on my neck,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">the warmth of your lips on my cheek,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">the touch of your fingers on my skin,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">and fell to your heart beating with mine</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">knowing that I could never find the feeling</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">with anyone other than you.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I love You and I will always do.</span></blockquote><br /></div></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-85593000935997354822008-08-11T16:16:00.005+08:002008-08-11T16:28:39.620+08:00 A right quotes for me?<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><center><blockquote><br />Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called falling in love,<br />because you don't force yourself to fall, you just fall. ~<br />Unknown ~</blockquote> </center><br /><br /><br />Now tell me does it make sense? <img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/yeahright.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /></span></span></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-72651689678138096722008-08-11T11:26:00.009+08:002008-08-11T16:09:15.785+08:00 With Jim and Darlyn...<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">It's another late post again.This post should be here last week, but I'm kinda lazy lately. And right now while making this post I'm so damn tired!!!!<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/dead.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"> .Readers please bear with me and to all my cyber friends sorry if I wasn't able to visit your blogs lately...Ok I want to share this to you one of the things that happened to me last week. I'm so glad that I found a new friend, He's name is Jim an American missionary I meet him through Darlyn. He's nice he's like a father to me, we decided to help him to decorate he's classroom last week.<br /><br />Darlyn and I were amazed when we entered the room....It was so nice and you know the feeling that you want to go back to school after seeing this kind of place.....Well the name of the school is Faith Academy, and it's an International school both for elementary and highschool....their students are Korean, Japanese and American kids.Jim told us that they have two Filipino student who currently enrolled in that school, just only two?maybe because the tuition fee is so high and few can afford it.<br /><br />Oh well here's our photos taken from that night.<span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><center><b>Jim and Darlyn while decorating the room.</b></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ-4FFnR0kI/AAAAAAAABH8/Ezze-Go7UQs/s1600-h/DSC03745.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ-4FFnR0kI/AAAAAAAABH8/Ezze-Go7UQs/s320/DSC03745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233103689573585474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><center><b>Our decorations.</b></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ_IC1INOhI/AAAAAAAABIM/4lIHyshyeiQ/s1600-h/DSC03746.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ_IC1INOhI/AAAAAAAABIM/4lIHyshyeiQ/s320/DSC03746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233121242974599698" /></a><br /><br /><center><b>Jim with he's proud smile..Is he proud?hahaha.</b></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ_Hi5A2XcI/AAAAAAAABIE/n2eaQYcbw90/s1600-h/DSC03748.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ_Hi5A2XcI/AAAAAAAABIE/n2eaQYcbw90/s320/DSC03748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233120694261669314" /></a><br /><br /><center><b>As for me I don't want to post my picture so I decided to put what I wrote in the white board....I know I misspelled the japanese word instead of "ohayu gozaimasu" i write "ohayo gozaimas"..hahaha</b></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ_IhHxX7AI/AAAAAAAABIU/SFDraO9Z0Zw/s1600-h/DSC03749.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJ_IhHxX7AI/AAAAAAAABIU/SFDraO9Z0Zw/s320/DSC03749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233121763375180802" /></a><br /><br />Actually we didn't finished decorating he's room cause it's already late. It was a good experience to me and I did have fun actually....<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/yes.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></div></span><br /></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-10661878442679334012008-08-04T15:54:00.010+08:002008-08-11T16:10:17.834+08:00 My future husband will leave NBA?.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJfKumoyhbI/AAAAAAAABH0/ghXcUrMaCW8/s1600-h/0023d.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJfKumoyhbI/AAAAAAAABH0/ghXcUrMaCW8/s320/0023d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230872394208544178" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><b><center>Is it real or not?hmmm...<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/cry.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></center></b><br />I got this news from my friend Jam, he knows that I'm a huge fan of Lebron James.He keeps on forwarding web sites, videos that is related to Lebron James and I thank him for these kind of gesture cause somehow this thing keeps me updated to the where abouts of my idol.."thanks Jam".<span class="fullpost"><br /><br />Ian Thomsen a writer, wrote this kind of article about the rumor of Lebron James leaving NBA..what? I'm kinda shock about this news when I read the article, but for me as a fan it's sound nonsensical. The rumors goes like this Lebron James got an offered by the owners of Olympiakos that could pay him maybe $40-50 million for a season to be part in Euro-League team, because in 2010 he will become a free agent.Geeh, that's a lot of money compare to Lebron's NBA contract that would less than $20 million per year.<br /><br />Do your think Lebron will go for money?And do you think that Cleveland Cavaliers let their most valuable player slipped off? I don't think so cause the future of Cleveland is in James hands. Well the decision is still on James, again this is only rumors we have to wait for the final decision. But if ever he leave NBA many James fanatic will end up a broken spirit, and I'm talking about myself again..hahaha ("don't go Lebron your the reason why I love NBA so much now").I'm sure and confident that Lebron doesn't want to let he's supporter's down...hopefully..<br /><br />Well the good news is that U.S team beat Russia. Although Lebron James doesn't score that much he finished the game with 10 points only,Kobe Bryant is a lead scorer in that game atleast he contribute something. And as a dedicated fan of James I'm proud of it..hahaha...<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/kiss.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br /><br />Here's the article<a href="http://www.lebasketbawl.com/2008/08/lebron-james-to-olympiakos-ridiculous.html" target="_blank"> about the issue</a> and <a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/basketball/news;_ylt=ArsdBHY6oho2gk1_mLBG0oK8vLYF?slug=ap-bko-russia-us&amp;prov=ap&amp;type=lgns" target="_blank">the game in Russia</a>...Click it.<br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-27718092106306145592008-08-01T12:55:00.006+08:002008-08-11T16:10:45.646+08:00 Can I say... "A dream come true?"..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKGIAwNliI/AAAAAAAABFk/BR0TPEOYwI0/s1600-h/me-and-peter-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKGIAwNliI/AAAAAAAABFk/BR0TPEOYwI0/s200/me-and-peter-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229389589529859618" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I meet Peter June Simon of Purefoods...click the continue reading text, to know the whole story...yepey!<img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/kao/otn/blobsilly1.gif" />.<span class="fullpost"><br /><br />It was supposed to be a simple night with my family, we agreed to meet in the SM Mall last night and have some dinner.But unexpected things happened I can't describe the emotion I felt last night, I meet Peter June Simon...yepey!. Am I exaggerating about that?ok whatever...I know he's not that popular like James Yap, well I do like him but I'm not a dedicated fan.<br /><br />People knows that I like Basketball so much and it's a part of my routine to watch it but sad to say I don't have a gift to be a basketball player.I love watching NBA <img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/wink-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket">...duh everyone knows that, the local version of NBA is PBA known as Philippine Basketball Association. Since in my elementary grade the team that conquers my heart is Purefoods because of Alvin Patrimonio, ok I admit that I'm a huge fan of Alvin before.Now it happeneds that Pj or Peter June Simon to be exact belong in that team now (Purefoods) and he's from Davao,so I'm kinda proud of him..hehehe. Well I meet him a couple times before, but I never had a chance to ask him for a picture because I'm too shy to do that..hahaha...<br /><br />This time I meet him at National Bookstore, we went there to bought a T-Square for my little bro. I was browsing some books in the corner and I've notice their is a guy watching over me from a distance about 1 meter I think...then went I turn around ops...it's Pj and he smiled at me...("feels like heaven huh?nope cloud nine only...<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/blush.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket">") He always throw a pa-cute smile whenever you saw him. I turn around and said to myself "this is the moment"..hahaha. I even prayed to have a picture with him but like what I have said I'm too shy to ask him, so I called the attention of my bro and do a little favor for me...To ask PJ for a picture and it so happened that my little brother doesn't have the word "shyness" in he's vocabulary, so he ask PJ for a picture. He took that picture above and it turns not good in my eyes..arrrgh bro you don't have photographic view...damn but it's ok atlease I have one.<br /><br />I really can't believe cause as a matter of fact I've been dreaming this scenario before. Now I finally convinced that dreams do come true, it just need faith and a little will in order to conquer it and be good to others always. After that picture taking event me and my family went to dinner at mandarin, that's our favorite restaurant. It's cheap and serves a scrumptious meal...I'm talking about "siomai" again...<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/laugh.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><br />Here's or pictures ("Sorry I love taking Pictures...lol")<br /><br /><center>*At SM Food court: Pops and Mun....Me and Bro*</center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKJ6KCDU_I/AAAAAAAABF8/Zf46mi-fSTw/s1600-h/DSC01631.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKJ6KCDU_I/AAAAAAAABF8/Zf46mi-fSTw/s200/DSC01631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229393749548946418" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKJ_Zdz9FI/AAAAAAAABGE/YXP_2l2Yd10/s1600-h/DSC01632.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKJ_Zdz9FI/AAAAAAAABGE/YXP_2l2Yd10/s200/DSC01632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229393839591257170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><center>*Me making my pa cute moment....then Bro and Pj*</center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKLWMV9ZFI/AAAAAAAABGc/1U32ww7VzFU/s1600-h/DSC03731.JPG"><</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKKpyu52-I/AAAAAAAABGM/KoNkMaeulVE/s1600-h/DSC01629.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKKpyu52-I/AAAAAAAABGM/KoNkMaeulVE/s200/DSC01629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229394567928339426" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKLWMV9ZFI/AAAAAAAABGc/1U32ww7VzFU/s1600-h/DSC03731.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKLWMV9ZFI/AAAAAAAABGc/1U32ww7VzFU/s200/DSC03731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229395330717279314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><center>*FOOD...Food...food*</center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKb_VxvekI/AAAAAAAABGk/G0wSWixTvKQ/s1600-h/DSC03732.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SJKb_VxvekI/AAAAAAAABGk/G0wSWixTvKQ/s200/DSC03732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229413629810408002" /></a><br /><br />P.S: PJ for me is such a humble man and I can't forget when he touched my back while doing that pic..hahaha..silly me.I'm kinda sleepy right now while making this post, cause I find it hard to sleep last night....<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/kiss.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket">muah all.<br /><br /></div></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-90997702079021749862008-07-30T08:46:00.011+08:002008-08-11T16:12:32.064+08:00 The art of Letting Go....<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> I was surfing the internet and found this cute story about a girl who learn the art of letting go.For some letting go of someone is an easy process as eating a piece of cake but for others including myself this is a painful process that it's hard to overcome. I know myself more that anything else and I know if I have to let go of someone this could be a very difficult process and it took me years to move on from the glimpse of memories.When I read this story somehow it made me realized, that in life you have to face that fact that some things doesn't last forever. You have to let it go and continue exploring life. To let go is not to deny but to accept. To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and to live for the future. To let go is to fear less and to love more.Although it's painful but beneficial for us... Whenever I go people keep on telling me that "things happens for a reason", yeah I know things happens for a reason...I may never know why these things happened in my life now but I'm sure someday at the right time it will be answered and it all make sense.<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/wink.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br />Here's the story...<span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><center></center><blockquote><center>Letting Go Author:</center><center>Dee Edgett</center><br />There was once a lonely girl who longed desperately for love. One day while she was walking in the woods she found two starving song birds. She took them home and put them in a small glided cage. She nurtured them with love and the birds grew strong. Every morning they greeted her with a marvellous song. The girl felt great love for the birds. She wanted their singing to last forever.One day the girl left the door to the cage open. The larger and stronger of the two birds flew from the cage. The girl watched anxiously as he circled high above her. She was so frightened that he would fly away and she would never see him again that as he flew close, she grasped at him wildly. She caught him in her fist. She clutched him tightly within her hand. Her heart gladened at her sucess in capturing him. Suddenly she felt the bird go limp. She opened her hand stared in horror at the dead bird. Her desperate clutching love had killed him.She noticed the other bird teteering on the edge of the cage. She could feel his great need for freedom. His need to soar into the clear, blue sky. She lifted him from the cage and tossed him softly into the air. The bird circled once, twice, three times.The girl watched delighted at the bird's enjoyment. Her heart was no longer concerned with her loss. She wanted the bird to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the sweetest melody, she had ever heard.<br /><br />***The fastest way to lose love is to hold on too tight, the best way to keep love is to give it -- WINGS!***</blockquote><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-78300120720513806492008-07-29T13:17:00.006+08:002008-08-11T16:12:56.917+08:00 Asked from God....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SI6sMb-PY8I/AAAAAAAABFM/3bJCmlj_QrI/s1600-h/hands.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SI6sMb-PY8I/AAAAAAAABFM/3bJCmlj_QrI/s200/hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228305547090944962" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I asked God to take away my pain.<br />God said "No...It is not for Me to take away, but for you to give it up."<br /><br />I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.<br />God said "No...His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary."<br /><br />I asked God to grant me patience.<br />God said "No...Patience is a by-product of tribulations; it isn't granted, it is learned."<br /><br />I asked God to give me happiness.<span class="fullpost"><br />God said "No...I give you blessings. Happiness is up to you."<br /><br />I asked God to spare me pain.<br />God said "No...Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to Me."<br /><br />I asked God to make my spirit grow.<br />God said "No...You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful."<br /><br />I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.<br />God said "No...I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things."<br /><br />I ask God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.<br />God said "Ahhhh...finally you have the idea.<br /><br />THIS DAY IS YOURS DON'T THROW IT AWAY May God Bless You. To the world you might be one person, But to one person you just might be the world. <img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/love.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"> muah everyone...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-8522772573882273202008-07-29T09:58:00.004+08:002008-08-11T16:13:31.135+08:00 A SONA of President Arroyo...<span style="font-size:85%;">A quick note...For some who did not witness or watch the State Of the Nation Address of our own President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo, here's the speech text of the SONA.<br /><center>Click the picture....</span><span title="Click to hilight and copy" class=""><img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/otn/ez/pi_arrowdown.gif" /></center></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gov.ph/sona/sonatext2008.asp" target = "_blank"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SI68RIDYNJI/AAAAAAAABFc/6wHTl3zeyDI/s200/pgma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228323219829175442" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-43770432079386171662008-07-23T10:11:00.004+08:002008-07-23T10:39:22.627+08:00What a feeling....<span style="font-size:85%;">I was browsing the internet and found this interesting quote.<br /><br /><blockquote><span style="font-size:85%;">“Even though you may want to move forward in your life, you may have one foot on the brakes. In order to be free, we must learn how to let go. Release the hurt. Release the fear. Refuse to entertain your old pain. The energy it takes to hang onto the past is holding you back from a new life.” -Mary Manin Morrissey-</span></blockquote><br />I don't know how to do that, but I'm trying...hahay what a stupid love.....<img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/ups/icis/ices_blah.gif" /><br /><br /><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-60251456305388982332008-07-21T10:09:00.014+08:002008-07-21T13:34:05.761+08:00A weekend bond with my mum and pops...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQGpFEULBI/AAAAAAAABEk/QT72wVpcZZo/s1600-h/DSC03568.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQGpFEULBI/AAAAAAAABEk/QT72wVpcZZo/s200/DSC03568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225308770461297682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><b>"I called it a Saturday of Japanese Food and Dark Night Movie bond."</b><br /><br />Saturday me and my parents has a little bonding moments, unfortunately my little brother was not there cause he wants to play he's online game (RF).He's addicted to that game but he refuse to admit that...he rephrase the word "addicted" to "hobby only"..ok bro that's a very good excuse <img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/wink-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket">.Well just the three of us bond at NCCC Mall we shop and have some grocery after that we dine in at Rai Rai Ken...("gush last week I'm dying to eat Japanese food in fact I ask my officemates to dine in at Rai Rai Ken but they refuse it <img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/cry.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket">"), by the way pops doesn't want to eat there but since I have a power in convincing people, do you think he has a choice?"Thanks Pops!"...Bento meal is one of the dish that I love in Japanese, cause everything is in there.<br /><br />I order a salmon bento it consist of Grilled Salmon, Teriyaki w/ California Maki, Yakisoba and Japanese rice.<span class="fullpost"><img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/grin-1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQFKvnzfiI/AAAAAAAABEU/d9iM51QiW0w/s1600-h/DSC03582.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQFKvnzfiI/AAAAAAAABEU/d9iM51QiW0w/s320/DSC03582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225307149796867618" border="0" /></a><br /><br />While Mum and Pops order Chicken Teppan Bento it consist of Chicken Teppan, Ika ring and age gyoza with Japanese rice and Moyashi Itame.<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/grin-1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQF70EBiDI/AAAAAAAABEc/sMSxKWmrAVE/s1600-h/DSC03605.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQF70EBiDI/AAAAAAAABEc/sMSxKWmrAVE/s320/DSC03605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225307992802560050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After our scrumptious meal Pop's decided to go home, I know he's already tired.Well me and mum go to cinema to watch "Dark Knight", ok let me going straight I'm not a huge Batman fan, I like superman more but I'm a Spider-man fanatic.But when I was a kid I got a chance to watch Batman's cartoon series then in justice league, from cartoons down to movie screen..Am I considered as a fanatic?nope there's no other choice that time...<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br /><br />The main reason why I wanted to watch this movie it's because of Heath Ledger I'm kinda intrigue about he's last movie appearance.The last time I saw him is in "Casanova", he's really hot in that movie...take note very "HOT", well right now in "Dark Knight" movie I know I will see the other side of Heath play as "Joker" known as a wicked man, a certified villain. I'm very excited to watch it, after paying I grab mum and hurry to go inside..hahaha "sorry ma". Well inside I though we can't find a place to sit because of the large crowd, good thing I saw two vacant sits I know it was intended for us. Upon watching this movies all I can say is a big "WOW" it leaves my mouth open while watching it, I'm not being exaggerated here but this movie leaves me breathless.No doubt that this movie reaches $155.3 million this weekend only <a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b147161_dark_knight_reigns_1553_mil_weekend.html" target="_blank">Click here</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQIJMz-q9I/AAAAAAAABEs/k6YOMmOnXI0/s1600-h/DSC03587.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQIJMz-q9I/AAAAAAAABEs/k6YOMmOnXI0/s200/DSC03587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225310421807705042" border="0" /></a>"Dark Night" is far more good that "Batman Begins" and other batman movies before. Christian Bale plays the role of Bruce Wayne a.k.a "Batman" did a good job in this film, one of he's movie that I like is "American Psycho" which is very terrifying for me. Back to Dark Knight all the cast did there job well, an applause to that!But Heath Ledger really took my breath away an applause with a salute for you Heath. Now I know why Heath has a troubled in sleeping while doing this film. Playing as a "Joker" gives you an agitated emotion, me as a viewer scares me for a while.Heath Ledger proves to the viewer that he can do something, besides from being just an apple of the eye. He proves that he's last performance is "The greatest performance of he's life". I really enjoy the movie and for some people who didn't watch it yet, I guarantee you it's worth a penny.<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/kiss.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br /><br />I'm the new model of "Dark Night" now <img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/laugh.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"> / Me and Mum inside the cinema<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQUgJT5GKI/AAAAAAAABFE/4AB-zaT9inI/s1600-h/DSC03584.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"></span></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQJl7gespI/AAAAAAAABE8/ohc9oLhBOpw/s1600-h/DSC03597.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQJl7gespI/AAAAAAAABE8/ohc9oLhBOpw/s200/DSC03597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225312014890349202" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQUgJT5GKI/AAAAAAAABFE/4AB-zaT9inI/s1600-h/DSC03584.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIQUgJT5GKI/AAAAAAAABFE/4AB-zaT9inI/s200/DSC03584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225324010144340130" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost">***For the plot of the movie<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0468569/" target="_blank"> Click here </a> and for the thriller <a href="http://thedarkknight.warnerbros.com/" target="_blank"> Click here</a>...*** I don't want to make a review for this movie cause this blog is not intended for that and I want all of you to watch that movie in the big screen....<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/bye.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><br /></div></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-32703844031782817362008-07-21T09:23:00.001+08:002008-07-21T10:08:57.764+08:00If it's payday it means friends day....<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">It's our routine that every payday me and my friends at the office hanging-out. Dine-in or Shop. This time we decided to eat out in Mandarin, it's very affordable and the food is scrumptious...<br /><br />Here's our photos: <img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/kao/otn/bloblaugh1.gif" /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><center>The Singaporean Girl and the Korean Girl..hahak </center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIPsV2ncu2I/AAAAAAAABD8/NofsOtfuDPc/s1600-h/DSC03542.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIPsV2ncu2I/AAAAAAAABD8/NofsOtfuDPc/s320/DSC03542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225279852862290786" border="0" /></a><br /><center>The Lover's in Davao...Glenn and Bevs</center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIPtHognKXI/AAAAAAAABEE/o7c57DGFJ40/s1600-h/DSC03541.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIPtHognKXI/AAAAAAAABEE/o7c57DGFJ40/s320/DSC03541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225280708068977010" border="0" /></a><br /><center>The mouth savoring foods...ops that's my fav siomai</center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIPtkjL1-HI/AAAAAAAABEM/LtIyEvILiv8/s1600-h/DSC03540.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIPtkjL1-HI/AAAAAAAABEM/LtIyEvILiv8/s320/DSC03540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225281204855896178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-31574190913537781272008-07-18T16:51:00.005+08:002008-07-18T17:19:22.210+08:00I got my BPI card<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIBb2Us6xVI/AAAAAAAABD0/1kXN98aHsnE/s1600-h/card.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SIBb2Us6xVI/AAAAAAAABD0/1kXN98aHsnE/s200/card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224276556577949010" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I got my card.....wooooo <img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/kao/otn/bloblaugh.gif" />....For 2 months of waiting to be approved, finally my card is here <img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/kao/otn/blobflower.gif" />....hmmm, maybe I will gonna used it this weekend...hahaha...Thanks BPI.But I have to be more extra careful with this cause I don't want to end up in jail<img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/kao/otn/pblob5.gif" /> for not paying my debts ..."Happy Weekend Everyone!Goodbless you all..."<img src="http://smilies.vidahost.com/kao/otn/pmimioja.gif" /></span><br /></div><br /></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-84936011460875721172008-07-17T16:39:00.004+08:002008-07-18T09:32:17.673+08:00Coffee Awards for you...<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH_ww7SfS0I/AAAAAAAABDs/e7tA1AfWJnE/s1600-h/award_coffee.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH_ww7SfS0I/AAAAAAAABDs/e7tA1AfWJnE/s200/award_coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224158816112692034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">An award for my fellow bloggers: A medal for their mad about blogging.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;">This award is from my friend <a href="http://darlyngemwords.blogspot.com/">Darlyn</a>,</span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://pagtuki.blogspot.com/">Jigs</a>,</span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://tadoscoppernicus01.blogspot.com/">Ronald</a>..."thank you guys"</span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;">.It's a triumph recognition for all your hard work and effort. A reward after a period of struggle and challenge in blogger's world.And I know that many people around me deserve the happiness and joy.</span><br /></div><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><br />You guys deserve this coffee blog award....</span><center><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://mylifeslabyrinth.blogspot.com/">Joanna</a></span></center><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><center><a href="http://dyolluel.blogspot.com/">Raquel</a></center></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><center><a href="http://henshinrebirth.net46.net/">Henry</a></center></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><center><a href="http://suarezbevs.blogspot.com/">Beverly</a></center></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><center><a href="http://www.deanryanmartin.blogspot.com/">Dean</a></center> </span><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;"><center><a href="http://iamkindred.wordpress.com/">Abby</a></center> </span><br /></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-69548319188155884982008-07-17T15:21:00.007+08:002008-07-18T11:32:11.634+08:00Now I know....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH7_RtoZy0I/AAAAAAAABDc/_yStGa4AURY/s1600-h/heartbroken.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH7_RtoZy0I/AAAAAAAABDc/_yStGa4AURY/s200/heartbroken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223893297568271170" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="fullpost" style="font-size:85%;">Yesterday I really felt restless I thought I have a fever coming. My friends keep on throwing jokes at me, but it seems that my mind and body don't want to cooperate so I ignore them..hahaha sorry guys. The other day while talking to mads Jo forwarded this message to me "Even though school monopolizes my daily life, I still try to find time to socialize. I feel pretty fortunate because of recent events. I truly feel I’ve encountered an amazing person. Although my relationship with this person may be unconventional at best, I have a good feeling about it all. Even though we’re faced with obstacles, I put faith in trust in her and this relationship &amp; I know that somehow it’ll all work out. I love you. With that being said, I think I’ll end this entry." ....upon reading that message the pain that I hide inside burst once again <img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/cry.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" />, I never expected to read that line("Ikaw gyud mads ha...."). That message wrote by my so called "ex-lover", he wrote that in he's blog before. Actually it's my fault also cause I didn't erase he's blog in my blog roll. Wanna know the reason why? even mads jo ask me that and I told her "I don't want to erase he's blog cause that's the only thing that it reminds me that once in my life I fall in love and be love by the man that I really wanted in my life and it reminds me that once I become stupid but contented"***sigh***.<br /><br />I though I'll get over with this emotion, but it wasn't I guess I'm just a great pretender after all.. yes I am! A girl who can manage to smile to everyone even she's broken inside...I really hate this feeling I wish I could go to some place that no one knows me...far from this place, a place that I could do everything..hahahy..As much as possible I don't want to post an emo post in my blog, but sorry guys I just can't help it...And I just realized yesterday is 16....it's our monthsary date, know I know why I felt that way yesterday....."I really miss him, if I can turn back time I will...shout up brey...hahay", but I know it's really over for us. I don't want my hope ups in something that will never ought to happened...."I really hate memories specially the happy ones it's make you sad whenever you think about it, cause you know in your heart that it will never happened again...Moving on is the only solution for this thing, I know its hard but I have to.....<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/smiley/wink-1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br />Why it so hard to move on?arrgg...<img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj227/Cinderella_100184/anikao/onion_msn_smilies-07.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /><br /><br /><blockquote>“When two people meet and fall in love, there's a sudden rush of magic. Magic is just naturally present then. We tend to feed on that gratuitous magic without striving to make any more. One day we wake up and find that the magic is gone. We hustle to get it back, but by then it's usually too late, we've used it up. What we have to do is work like hell at making additional magic right from the start. It's hard work, but if we can remember to do it, we greatly improve our chances of making love stay.” Tom Robbins</blockquote><br /><br /><br /></div></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-82551122441914006782008-07-16T09:22:00.012+08:002008-07-17T10:03:12.952+08:00Miss Venezuela won the Miss Universe 2008 title and Miss USA slipped again?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH1pursMl7I/AAAAAAAABDU/ycTVds2A5mA/s1600-h/VE.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH1pursMl7I/AAAAAAAABDU/ycTVds2A5mA/s200/VE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223447393542641586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Miss Universe is an annual international beauty contest run by the Miss Universe Organization. The fabulous beauty pageant held in Vietnam, this year the Miss Universe 2008 crown goes to Miss Venezuela (Dayana Mendoza). From the beginning until the end of the pageant this lad become the favorite among the candidates. With her stand-out beauty and a wit, no doubt that the crown is right for her.<br /><br />**Here's some facts about her courtesy from Miss.Universe.com: <span class="fullpost"><br />-What are your interests and what do you enjoy doing the most?<br />Interior design, photography, advertising, and I enjoy meeting people from every country and learning languages.<br /><br />-What is your career ambition?<br />Interior Design and also advertising but as Oscar Wilde used to say, "To define oneself is to limit oneself".<br /><br />-What is your proudest personal accomplishment?<br />Being independent from the age of fifteen on, living in different countries by myself without knowing the language at the beginning and without the presence of my parents. Having succeeded in working in different cultures and learning the most from them.<br /><br />-What is something unique that has happened to you; some interesting thing about you? I was once kidnapped, in what in my country is known as an express kidnapping. It was a very hard experience. I learned to remain calm in a very stressful situation and to try to reach to the human part of our abductors.<br /><br />-What do you want the judges to know about you?<br />I am grateful to life for my family and for the opportunities to grow in different places and learn the most from them. Even in the hardest of times what my family and life has taught me has helped me push through and succeed.<br /><br />Upon witnessing this event for two consecutive years I have this few questions in my mind and it's bugging me..lol.Why is it Miss USA candidates have the habit of slipping on stage? Miss USA Crystle Stewart candidate for Miss Universe 2008 and Miss USA Rachel Smith candidate last year falls down also...hmmm Does history repeat itself?Is there something the way they walk or the shoes they wear during the pageant?My friend James told me maybe the terrorist, put something on their shoes, so that billions of people who witnessed the event mock or scorn USA, that's silly James...hahaha...or maybe this two lad is flat footed like me...What do you think James?..hmmmm<br /><br />Maybe I can let them barrow my Cinderella shoes so that they can avoid this thing...joke....I really wonder, don't you?Here's some of there photos and videos during there falling moments.<br /><br />Click there name to watch the videos:<br /><br /><center><a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=gZZd9UGV0uI">Miss USA Rachel Smith</a></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH1j-kWRiII/AAAAAAAABC8/RrC6aXgz2K8/s1600-h/usa1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH1j-kWRiII/AAAAAAAABC8/RrC6aXgz2K8/s320/usa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223441069379782786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><center><a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=eLCbsH1SOxs">Miss USA Crystle Stewart</a></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH1lVDOx6fI/AAAAAAAABDE/W3DdpwRcdco/s1600-h/usa2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SH1lVDOx6fI/AAAAAAAABDE/W3DdpwRcdco/s320/usa2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223442555138599410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span></span></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-86175057476095354882008-07-15T14:29:00.011+08:002008-07-15T16:18:36.865+08:00Wu Chun and Calvin Chen in Philippines.....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHxXsuUDkuI/AAAAAAAABCk/zZssvsEZYow/s1600-h/wu+and+calvin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHxXsuUDkuI/AAAAAAAABCk/zZssvsEZYow/s200/wu+and+calvin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223146093700944610" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I though staying at home in weekend bores me, but it didn't I'm so happy I saw Wu Chun on T.V...He's in Manila he arrived Saturday afternoon together with Calvin Chen for a promotional tour of their hit afternoon series "Romantic Princess" currently airing on ABS-CBN, but fortunately I already finish that series...("hahay if I know this earlier I might go to Manila to see him in person...suya ning ABS was ni text daan...hahaha"). He's really cute and charming I wish in the future I'll be able to meet him in person, well he promised to visit Philippines again to have a concert tour with he's band Fahrenheit.<br /><br />***Here's some of the conversation they have in the press conference...<span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHxYVEwLKXI/AAAAAAAABC0/aekpbe-kHBs/s1600-h/CIMG2577.jpg"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHxYM921DxI/AAAAAAAABCs/BvNIRqY32P4/s1600-h/chun.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHxYM921DxI/AAAAAAAABCs/BvNIRqY32P4/s200/chun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223146647629139730" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHxYVEwLKXI/AAAAAAAABC0/aekpbe-kHBs/s1600-h/CIMG2577.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHxYVEwLKXI/AAAAAAAABC0/aekpbe-kHBs/s200/CIMG2577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223146786919229810" border="0" /></a><br />*Among all the Asian heartthrobs who came here in the past, Chun and Calvin were the ones who are most well-informed about Philippines. Indeed, they revealed that this is not their first visit in the country.<br />“I know a lot. Because I run a health club in Brunei and almost 80% of my staff are from the Philippines. That's why I come here every now and then to interview (applicants). And I (have tried) mango ice cream and yema ice cream when I was like 6-years-old. Because there are a lot of Filipinos in Brunei, I get to eat the ice-cream,” said Chun, who was born and raised in Brunei.<br />Calvin on the other hand was able to visit Philippines once for vacation. “I came here like 10 years ago with my family because I know there are so many places in the Philippines which are good for resorts and trips. One of my friends also came here just last week. And I remember when I was a kid the seafood here was pretty nice and very yummy!” he exclaimed.<br /><br />*When asked if they knew that they are very popular among the Filipinos,.<br />Calvin replied that they didn’t. In fact, they were quite worried that only a selected few would be waiting for their arrival.<br />Chun further explained, “When we have activities in other countries, sometimes there are fans from the Philippines who write letters for us and say, ‘Hey, come to the Philippines! You have a lot of fans here.’ But we were not sure how many. And now that we’re here, were really happy to see that a lot of people are really supporting our drama. And we thank ABS-CBN and GTN for this opportunity.”<br /><br />*In "Romantic Princess", Calvin is a happy-go-lucky flirt who never had a serious relationship while Chun is cast as the responsible type.<br />Hence, Calvin quickly set the record straight about his personality off-cam.“I have to say that I’m not a playboy in real life. I’m outgoing in real life but I’m not a playboy. I don’t fool around between girls. And when I found my true love I will be really serious,” he stressed.<br />Chun on the other hand revealed that he shared lots of similarities with his character in the story. “In the drama, Jin worked very hard for his career and he's willing to leave his family and go on his own. And this kind of direction is what I’m doing right now.”<br /><br />*With their drop-dead gorgeous looks, charming smile, and well-built frame, it wouldn’t be a surprise if Chun and Calvin are taken. But it seems that even in their late 20’s, it would be a long time before they get themselves a steady girlfriend.“No time to date. Our company would say, ‘You can have a girlfriend, we don’t mind.’ But you know, with our (hectic schedule), there's no time for us to have a girlfriend at all,” Chun laughingly shared.<br /><br />source: ABS-CBN<br /><br />***P.S: Joy punta tayo sa concert ha..hahaha...save money...muah<br /></div><br /><span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-27409264853447556002008-07-14T14:19:00.010+08:002008-07-15T16:52:35.921+08:00F for friends in friday<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Yeah I know it's too late to post it cause I don't do blogging in my weekend because of Wu Chun...Well I will talk later about Wu Chun for now I want to share whats happened to me last Friday. I'm still in depression mood but I'm happy for some certain events in my life ,now I know that there are many people who cares for me.Last Friday I do this blog hopping and found a new friend, although I've already known her in blogsphere but we never talk unlike now. She's one of the amazing person I know, the connection we had is great although I know her for a while, maybe because we shared some sentiments or experiences in life. The good thing about her she gave me advices about this things that bugging me.<span class="fullpost">"Thank you Anne I really appreciate everything, the time you spend to me just to give me advice and I am glad I found a new friend. Then my college friend also Jessa, who keeps on comforting me almost everyday, we keep on talking online..she's one of the reason that I've taken my problems lightly now.."Thanks Jess I can't put a right word to describe on how much you've help me. My bestfriend Leah..."You know what best you make me cry to your comment...this is her <a href="http://cinderella100184.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-called-break-up.html">comment</a>...Best I know were too far to each other now, but I know that distance is not a hindrance to us. Thank you despite you were so busy, you still find time to ease the pain that I'm going trough...Ok so much for this after work we go to SM to follow-up my BPI credit card, then Yheng wanted to treat us me and Darlyn..."wow naks Yheng...Ariel a.k.a Yheng is one of my friends here in the office, were like cats and dogs we always argue on some petty things but we settle right away..haha..malas nya!makulit kasi ako eh...Yheng thanks for the treat I really appreciated it , sa uulitin ha!lol"...I'm happy being with my friends..Thank you guys....muah<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw9L89_9XI/AAAAAAAABCM/e1rNI8qkOMg/s1600-h/DSC03509.JPG"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw7_6ydu_I/AAAAAAAABCE/iOGHJEo3cUQ/s1600-h/DSC03502.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw7_6ydu_I/AAAAAAAABCE/iOGHJEo3cUQ/s200/DSC03502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223115637141650418" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw9L89_9XI/AAAAAAAABCM/e1rNI8qkOMg/s1600-h/DSC03509.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw9L89_9XI/AAAAAAAABCM/e1rNI8qkOMg/s200/DSC03509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223116943396959602" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw-ZJjbHsI/AAAAAAAABCU/SvFV4d-S_Zc/s1600-h/DSC03507.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw-ZJjbHsI/AAAAAAAABCU/SvFV4d-S_Zc/s200/DSC03507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223118269625081538" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw-qRpdLLI/AAAAAAAABCc/z6tqd8DG0jU/s1600-h/DSC03508.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHw-qRpdLLI/AAAAAAAABCc/z6tqd8DG0jU/s200/DSC03508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223118563855641778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span></span></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-62381001029806031842008-07-10T10:18:00.011+08:002008-07-10T14:24:32.666+08:00Pidoy and Roselle's Wedding<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWd2FHHIJI/AAAAAAAABBA/tQ8lZePAJKo/s1600-h/DSC03494.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWd2FHHIJI/AAAAAAAABBA/tQ8lZePAJKo/s320/DSC03494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221252895416459410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><center><b>What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined... to strengthen each other... to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.<br />~ George Eliot ~</b></center><span class="fullpost"><br /><br />July 8,2008 is the important event of my friend's life Rosselle...I really wanted to witnessed her wedding, that's why I ask my client and supervisor to allowed me to absent that day. Rosselle (the bride), I've known her almost a year through my friend Hannah...we recently become "close friend" when she visit the house and have some karaoke marathon. Then Pidoy (the groom) I never known him....hahaha, we just meet in the wedding, he's the best friend of Jepoy which is husband of Hannah.Well all their husband are seaman and a college friends before, that's why their wife's are friends also..*Wait OMG I attended a wedding knowing that I'm heart broken?what the heck...hahaha..I'm the only single in there...Ok so much for this emo mood back to the wedding.* <br /><br />The wedding held at Sta. Ana church, it was my first time to steep on that church..Hannah said I will make a wish, then I did ("psstt..it's a secret I will keep it to myself").The ceremony start at 3:40 in the afternoon, I love the song's that Rosselle picked it up for her wedding...I really love it plus the singer has a very good voice.<br /><br />***Here's some picture before the wedding starts and the bride walks on the aisle...***<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWez6lXMCI/AAAAAAAABBI/zSo6yLkGmcc/s1600-h/DSC03473.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWez6lXMCI/AAAAAAAABBI/zSo6yLkGmcc/s200/DSC03473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221253957742440482" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWfIAgWbgI/AAAAAAAABBQ/g89RWlwKNGA/s1600-h/DSC03474.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWfIAgWbgI/AAAAAAAABBQ/g89RWlwKNGA/s200/DSC03474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221254302929415682" border="0" /></a><br />After the wedding we go to Grand Regal for the reception...("wow eating time..hahaha,Do you know that eating can remove depression?hmmm but not too much coz you will end up obese..hehehe").Back to the reception...The couple has many guest, the ambiance that Grand Regal gave to them is great I love all the decorations and the food...it's really worth a penny.<br /><br />Taking pictures inside this picture taken only from my phone other pictures are in Jepoy's camera.<br />***The couple, then me and the cute little girl ("it's tines baby")***<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWf1UIklpI/AAAAAAAABBY/Q1nAtjaGonI/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWf1UIklpI/AAAAAAAABBY/Q1nAtjaGonI/s200/DSC03483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221255081292502674" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWgxjDmEKI/AAAAAAAABBg/vggQu0oXXb4/s1600-h/DSC03482.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWgxjDmEKI/AAAAAAAABBg/vggQu0oXXb4/s200/DSC03482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221256116090310818" border="0" /></a><br />***The Newlyweds with the US Girls (Hannah,Me and Tines)***<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWiS0z7PpI/AAAAAAAABBo/41mWwq2pJLo/s1600-h/DSC03485.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWiS0z7PpI/AAAAAAAABBo/41mWwq2pJLo/s200/DSC03485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221257787303739026" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWicb9EoEI/AAAAAAAABBw/BOUNYgC2Nj0/s1600-h/DSC03486.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWicb9EoEI/AAAAAAAABBw/BOUNYgC2Nj0/s200/DSC03486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221257952429908034" border="0" /></a><br />After the reception we go directly to couple's nest to make a chit chat for a while...just to disturbed the couple....hahaha, then after an hour we decided to go to gave them space.<br /><br />***We bid our goodbye to the couple...Happy Honeymoon***<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWjKHPAysI/AAAAAAAABB4/oHfOtkKIjgs/s1600-h/DSC03495.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHWjKHPAysI/AAAAAAAABB4/oHfOtkKIjgs/s200/DSC03495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221258737141992130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />***P.S: To Pidoy and Roselle just keep the Love burning guy's *wink*, Let God be the center of your relationship and have many kid's to come...hahaha..muah***<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-48887684746108826392008-07-07T09:14:00.006+08:002008-07-09T16:14:46.166+08:00Davao Cyber Expo seminar....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHGHRulBx2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BaV4a6PwOjw/s1600-h/davaoexpo.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHGHRulBx2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BaV4a6PwOjw/s320/davaoexpo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220102181729978210" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Actually when I got this news from Kuya Cesar, I don't have any intention to go...cause I want to stay at home, but since Lyka wants to go to parlor I accompany her and it's worth it cause she treat me to get some manicure...("Thanks Lyka"). Well after that we go to NCCC for the seminar we're late it's supposed to be 1:00 pm but we arrived 3:00 pm..hahaha..very late.<span class="fullpost"> But it's ok cause the seminar started also late, the first part of the seminar is about the 3D Designing and Animation, how to use the Blender and Lighwave 3D...("frankly speaking I really don't understand what the speaker saying..hahaha..maybe because my mind is thinking something else.") After that it's Adobe Acrobat 9, I like the host he speak very lively and he keep on giving freebie like pen, shirts and the last one that I wish I have it the Adobe Photoshop Elements for Dummies book, sadly I didn't get anything. Well other topic in the seminar is about Drupal, Joomla and Wordpress. We didn't finished the seminar cause we're a little bit hungry. So we decided to eat in KFC with my colleague and went home tired.<br /><br />Here's our picture:<br /><br /><center>Inside the seminar with Lyka </center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRyEi6e_VI/AAAAAAAABAo/Odaj64duR_w/s1600-h/DSC03430.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRyEi6e_VI/AAAAAAAABAo/Odaj64duR_w/s200/DSC03430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220923290446396754" /></a><br /><center>At KFC with John, Lyka and Cyrel...nice smile John...hahaha</center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRo5hlbD_I/AAAAAAAABAY/t8Ufl1VEwt0/s1600-h/DSC03436.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRo5hlbD_I/AAAAAAAABAY/t8Ufl1VEwt0/s200/DSC03436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220913205506412530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRt2VRomiI/AAAAAAAABAg/_NsYf-AVTfE/s1600-h/DSC03435.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRt2VRomiI/AAAAAAAABAg/_NsYf-AVTfE/s200/DSC03435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220918648220719650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><br /></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-29812246667478435492008-07-07T08:41:00.014+08:002008-07-10T10:18:10.636+08:00Starting to move on......<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">This month is a depressing month for me....I hope things will be better...I have no one to talk too, even my friends I can't open to them the things that bugging me. Well I have to make an effort to relieve this pain I don't want to look miserable all my life. Lately I'm going out with my friends.<br /><br />Here's our picture....<span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><center>***Me and Hannah at Jollibee***</center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRXubx4GsI/AAAAAAAABAI/woZ2KPWmFNk/s1600-h/DSC03421.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRXubx4GsI/AAAAAAAABAI/woZ2KPWmFNk/s200/DSC03421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220894323271801538" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRYJuktEgI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ClxJzo8VYlY/s1600-h/DSC03420.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRYJuktEgI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ClxJzo8VYlY/s200/DSC03420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220894792173294082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><center>***With my Office Buddies***</center><br /> Me and Wiwit....then Bevs and Glenn ("the lovers")<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRK0_p0eGI/AAAAAAAABAA/8Pgu7bbx1lY/s1600-h/DSC03423.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRKZAOlRdI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2_Jlw47WeNw/s1600-h/DSC03425.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRKZAOlRdI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2_Jlw47WeNw/s200/DSC03425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879661447595474" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRK0_p0eGI/AAAAAAAABAA/8Pgu7bbx1lY/s1600-h/DSC03423.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHRK0_p0eGI/AAAAAAAABAA/8Pgu7bbx1lY/s200/DSC03423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220880142329739362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><center>***The Girls at KFC***</center><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHVwmAuQB3I/AAAAAAAABA4/I7JNGFroeFI/s1600-h/DSC03455.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"></span></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHVwZlwnWXI/AAAAAAAABAw/6sHMQIKRCb0/s1600-h/DSC03450.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHVwZlwnWXI/AAAAAAAABAw/6sHMQIKRCb0/s200/DSC03450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221202927941015922" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHVwmAuQB3I/AAAAAAAABA4/I7JNGFroeFI/s1600-h/DSC03455.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHVwmAuQB3I/AAAAAAAABA4/I7JNGFroeFI/s200/DSC03455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221203141337286514" border="0" /></a><br /><br />***Have you noticed? I keep on eating ice cream..."hmmmm..depressed nag ako"***<br /></span></span></span></div>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-35748330567524590142008-07-04T14:22:00.005+08:002008-07-07T11:32:05.418+08:00The So called "Break-Up"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHGJ7sBqBMI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Gr2qQnpM9Lc/s1600-h/break-up.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SHGJ7sBqBMI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Gr2qQnpM9Lc/s200/break-up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220105101622510786" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">How do I begin this post...***gasp*** ("I need to breath")Ok...after how many months of battling from trials my so called "relationship" finally comes to end...hahahay...I though we can surpass the obstacles we're facing in our relationship.<span class="fullpost">I keep on praying and hoping that one day this trials will be over, but I guess my prayer didn't answer especially if your the only one making an effort to work it out.I didn't say that he doesn't make an effort to make our relationship work, actually we both struggle to make it work ("really struggle") but most of the effort comes from me. For me I don't care I love him and I want to gave my all, well now I realized that love isn't the key to make the relationship last. I love him too much maybe because of that he choose to leave, I don't know what's real reason all I know is there's a third party involve not at my part but him. I have my own faults too I become too possessive and insensitive in some area. Actually I can say that "I really hate him so much, because of that", but honestly if I listen to my heart I don't feel any grudge towards him although I keep on crying every night, thinking all about the memories. I really can't explain my side now I know I'm in pain and I felt I'm wasted, but at the back of every tear for me he's still a good person I really don't know, maybe I'm just stupid to believe that. And one thing it's very weird I know I am weird but this thing keep on lingering in my thoughts that I'm hoping that one day he will be back and everything will be fine!("thats stupid!hate it..."). But I don't want my hopes up cause I already did that but unfortunately it doesn't work, I promised to myself not to tolerate my stupidity ("I hope so"). I really hate memories that thing haunt me over and over again, I'm the type of person that can remember almost anything whether it's a happy memories or a sad one.Hahay I really miss him...I missed the way he smile, hes crazy jokes("i remember the day he's wearing he's taliban outfit...that's really funny he really look like one of the abbu sayyaf member...and one thing he ate a popsicle, knowing that it's so cold in he's place it's snowing he said he did that to feel that he's in the tropical country...he's really crazy")..I missed he's voice when he talk and when he sings at me ("he's the only guy who sings at me")... I missed he's humor when we chat, I have to stop this it's very depressing...***sigh***..Oh well I'm almost ok right know...almost?hehehe, It's hard to move on, even we know it's just a simple two words...but by doing that you really have to struggle. Good thing I have my friend Jessa who keeps on comforting me over the net...("thanks girl..I really appreciate that.."), she's living in U.S now with her husband. I really don't know where to start to move on , even my boss told me to keep busy ("thanks Mark"). As off this moment I keep myself busy, I made another lay-outs for my upcoming blog. I know time will heals all the wound, I hope it will...Even though it was a short love story but I'm glad I meet him and I really don't know if I can love again the same way I love him, if he only knew how painful it is for me. I have to fake my smile to everyone just to came up strong and every night I'm subbing with tears...."i don't want to fall in love again"...arrrggg....<br /><br />Realization:<br />*guys can be such ignorant, egotistic, and dense assholes. enough said. <br />*ldr -long distance relationship is not a healthy relationship, so don't try it.<br />*Don't love much cause love can weaken a relationship.<br />*Just trust a little don't give everything cause sometimes it's just a waste.<br /><br />P.S : "I hope you will find your happiness and I hope she's the right girl that I've been praying for you from the day we meet and until now. I wish I am but I failed....well sorry for the things that I've said and I want you to know that I don't have any grudges for you even you really hurt me...ingats" <br /></div><br /></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-61025995993718999062008-06-30T08:46:00.009+08:002008-06-30T10:23:11.089+08:00New Pound for Pound King!Manny Pacquio stops Diaz at 9th round<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SGg_ivg0pyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/DS6EaB3nGNY/s1600-h/manny.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SGg_ivg0pyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/DS6EaB3nGNY/s320/manny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217490034410956578" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The new pound for pound champion, our very own people's champ Manny "Pacman" Pacquio".This fight was much-needed relief for a nation still reeling from the fury and devastation of typhoon “Frank”.The whole nation practically stood still as people stayed glued to their television sets watching the boxing icon demolish an eager opponent.As he climb to the next level of he's boxing career,move to 135 pounds led some to worry whether the extra bulk would compromise his famed speed.<span class="fullpost"><br />But Manny Pacquiao has a power to crush he's opponent, the fight ended in a ninth-round victory over David Diaz. The former U.S. Olympian hung in despite severe cuts and weary legs that wobbled with each of Pacquiao's big punches.Diaz's face was dripping blood by then, and both fighter's white trunks were shaded pink by the eighth, when Pacquiao battered Diaz relentlessly.It's another honored you bring to our country Manny!Yehey......<br /><br />***I really like this video can you believe it the Boston Celtic's player become a fan of Pambansang Kamao.I really envy you for that..weeee*** <br /><b>note: stop my mp3 and wait for the video to buff.</b><br /><br /><center><embed src="http://xml.truveo.com/eb/i/3625012471/a/58ef677afb89fc040e3dec6de7dd6c26/p/1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="300" ></embed></center><br />***Picture of Kevin Garnett and Manny Pacquio:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SGhBbVOlpiI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BjhCw6KxbTw/s1600-h/DSC03428.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SGhBbVOlpiI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BjhCw6KxbTw/s320/DSC03428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217492106119325218" /></a><br /><br />Ps.: It's still a big question mark to me, where did he get he's strong fist and he's speed?Is there a vitamins for that?Better to take it,so that I can punch all stupid guys?hehehe....kidding.<br /><br /></div></span></span>Princess Cinderellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618932546478422105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954259685062131770.post-11405677545918996482008-06-27T10:20:00.007+08:002008-06-27T11:55:08.201+08:00MV Princess of the stars tragedy.....<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SGRPXNi6EzI/AAAAAAAAA-w/FnluGCUaruM/s1600-h/mv.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XunGwk4YJKg/SGRPXNi6EzI/AAAAAAAAA-w/FnluGCUaruM/s320/mv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216381528593535794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">"The MV Princess of Stars passenger ferry sticks out of the water off the coast of Sibuyan island in the central Philippines June 23, 2008. Twenty-eight passengers from the capsized passenger ferry were reported alive in the central Philippines on Monday but more than 800 remain missing after the ship sank during Typhoon."<span class="fullpost"><br /><br />***This is one of the tragic events hits the a Philippines,It's very distressing whenever you watch news in different station,you saw the pleading of the abandon family, seeking for help and patiently waiting for the arrival of there love one/s dead or alive. My heart cries when I saw the tears from them, it's not easy to lost someone you love and it's not easy either knowing they died because of a tragic accident hits them. It's just like one snap of the finger, try to imagine this scenario: you accompany your love one/s in the wharf and then suddenly after a few days you will heard in the news that the ship collapse and you know that your love one/s is one of the passenger on that ship...tell me if it's easy. It's not right?No one knows it will happened. And the worst case you didn't know if your love one/s is still alive or if ever they are dead there's no assurance that you will get the chance to recover their bodies.Cause in the recent report form the coastguard some of the dead bodies they dig is already decay, and it's hard to identify it.I hope the Sulpicio lines will be responsible enough to give help for the abandon family and also the government must act well ("I'm devastated in our government,some senators or almost of them didn't extend there help for this people. Like Manny Villar I'm kinda like this senator but now I don't know if he win my vote next election. Cause in he's add he can give fare to the OFW's who wants to go back in the Philippines, but he can't even give a single penny for the fare for these abandon love one/s wants to fly to Cebu to see if the decay bodies found is they're relatives. I know Sulpicion Lines is responsible for this, but your a Filipino also and a senator help this people!And for the