<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635</id><updated>2009-11-11T12:19:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah</title><subtitle type='html'>.CARPE DIEM.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-1200957602866080353</id><published>2009-05-11T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:08:01.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I went to school to have my Leadership Training Seminar under AMA. They got Mr. Lafferty, the General Manager of Procter and Gamble Phils., to share his insights to us. Here are some of the things that he mentioned during his talk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A principle is not a principle until it costs you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you're comfortable with where you are, you're not growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Using less of what was given to you is sacrificing the Gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting what you deserve is absolutely better than getting what you &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Aiyo... I wrote something before posting this. I was planning to share it too, but then, at some point while I was writing it, I lost interest. Hahaha... Madalas akong ganun these days. Sayang tuloy yun. I'm starting to have a "high level of mobility".XD Tsktsk... This is not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-1200957602866080353?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/1200957602866080353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=1200957602866080353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1200957602866080353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1200957602866080353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2009/05/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-7245173273193964818</id><published>2009-04-22T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:52:00.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom</title><content type='html'>I found this article from a website. It was originally written in Mandarin by a popular (and cute, hahaha) male artist who loves to write. I think someone just compiled and translated them (thanks to him/her). Anyway, I thought it'd be worthy to put it here to remind me of so many things about life and its beauty. :) Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Lun said some things that are worth remembering!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Everyday, tell yourself once, "I'm really not bad" &lt;br /&gt;02. Being angry is using matters other people made mistakes in to punish yourself &lt;br /&gt;03. Without friends in life, is like not having any sunshine in life &lt;br /&gt;04. Tomorrow's hope let us forget today's pain &lt;br /&gt;05. If life is being stripped off of ideals, dreams, imagination, then life is just a pile of empty boards &lt;br /&gt;06. Giving out light is not only the sun's privilege, you can shine too. &lt;br /&gt;07. Foolish people use their body to control their mind, wise people will use their mind to control their body &lt;br /&gt;08. The best and only way to achieve happiness is to treasure what you have, and forget what you do not have &lt;br /&gt;09. Greed is the most real form of poverty, being satisfied is the most real form of wealth. &lt;br /&gt;10. You can use love to get the whole world, you can also use hatred to lose the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;11. How much one is worth, is decided by the moment one was under temptation (To see if he/she gives in to temptation or seduction)&lt;br /&gt;12. Youth is the only time we have the rights to weave our dreams &lt;br /&gt;13. Youth – an immediate classic that can never be redeemed&lt;br /&gt;14. Without language that expresses love, all the words will be meaningless&lt;br /&gt;15. True love, should exceed the length of life, the width of the mind and the depth of one’s soul&lt;br /&gt;16. The power of love can be so great that it can make one forget everything, yet it is so small that it cannot tolerate a little bit of jealousy. &lt;br /&gt;17. At the instant one is really enlightened, he will give up pursuing the world material gains and start pursuing the real wealth from his spiritual world &lt;br /&gt;18. As long as one has confidence, one will never fail&lt;br /&gt;19. No matter when you start, the important is once you start, then don’t stop. (Persevere) &lt;br /&gt;20. No matter when you are ending, the important thing is not to regret and lament after ending.&lt;br /&gt;21. A person’s biggest enemy is his own weakness. &lt;br /&gt;22. A person’s best friend is his own courage and braveness. &lt;br /&gt;23.”Impossible” only exist in a foolish person’s dictionary. &lt;br /&gt;24. Bear the highest hope, put in your best effort, and be prepared for the worst results &lt;br /&gt;25. Home! Home Sweet Home! There’s nothing more beautiful than home and family. &lt;br /&gt;26. Idling will cause a person’s mental intelligence to rust &lt;br /&gt;27. In every matter, one needs to look at it from many different perspectives&lt;br /&gt;28. In places with ideals, hell is heaven &lt;br /&gt;29. In places with hope, pain and sufferings can also become happiness&lt;br /&gt;30. All kinds of victories, compared to conquering your own self, is not worthy of mentioning. &lt;br /&gt;31. All kind of defeats, compared to the failure of losing one self’s (identity), is not worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;32. God never did complain about man’s ignorance, yet man is complaining about God’s unfairness &lt;br /&gt;33. Wonderful life should be filled with hope and anticipation, surprise and gratitude. &lt;br /&gt;34. The most tiring thing in the world, is to live your life in hypocrisy &lt;br /&gt;35. It is only a thought when you think if you are able or unable to do it &lt;br /&gt;36. The first youth is given by God; the second youth depends on one’s diligence &lt;br /&gt;37. You will feel more comfortable showing someone concern, if you do not have much anticipation (of any rewards)&lt;br /&gt;38. Thoughts are like drills, it needs to be focus at one point in order to have enough strength &lt;br /&gt;39. As long as one doesn’t lose his directions, he will not lose his identity&lt;br /&gt;40. If you ever eulogized dawn, then please also embrace the night &lt;br /&gt;41. Greetings does not have to be solemn and serious but it must be sincere and touching.&lt;br /&gt;42. In life the important thing is not the position you are in, but the direction you are going &lt;br /&gt;43. When you can fly, do not give up flying &lt;br /&gt;44. When you can dream, do not give up on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;45. When you can love, do not give up on love &lt;br /&gt;46. Life is too short, when you give up today, you may not be able to get it tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;47. Genius is 1% of inspiration with 99% of hard work &lt;br /&gt;48. Man always treasure what they have not got, and forget what they have &lt;br /&gt;49. Happiness can be doubled, only when you know how to share &lt;br /&gt;50. You must first be able to look up to yourself, only then will others think highly of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Translated by Tiffany@Fahrenheit Globa1&lt;br /&gt;Source:飞轮海E视网&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-7245173273193964818?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/7245173273193964818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=7245173273193964818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/7245173273193964818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/7245173273193964818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2009/04/wisdom.html' title='Wisdom'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-1396575741812801207</id><published>2009-01-01T12:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:08:13.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi dapat ganito...</title><content type='html'>pero sa katunayan, ganoon na nga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://vicissitude- decidido. blogspot. com/2008/ 12/world- is-fucked- up.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal na sa aking ipinadala ng kaibigan ko ang link na ito. Sa ym pa nga. Paulit-ulit niyang sinabi sa akin na kailangan kong basahin ang nakasulat dito pero dahil masyado akong maraming ginagawa ng mga panahon na iyon, hindi ko na ito naasikaso. Akala ko kasi isa lang ito sa mga "OMG-my-crush-smiled-at-me" na tipo ng blog entry. Hanggang sa nakita ko na naman ang link na ito sa isa sa mga mensaheng natanggap ko sa email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang lapit. Pakiramdam ko ngayon ang lapit ng mga pangyayaring ito sa akin. Nung isang araw, sa news ko lang napanood ito. Ngayon, nababasa ko mula sa isang pangkaraniwang estudyante... na kasing edad ko... na marahil ay katulad ko rin... ang ganitong pangyayari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lang, hindi ko alam kung ano ang sasabihin ko. Wala pa sa ayos ang aking pag-iisip dahil kasasalubong ko pa lang sa bagong taon. Ang gusto ko lang, ibahagi sa ibang tao ang saloobin ng dalagang ito. Kailangan ng pamilya niya ng dasal. Grabe siguro ang takot at poot na nararamdaman niya, ngunit hanga ako dahil matapang niyang naisulat ang mga ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay... Nakalulungkot isipin na maraming umaabuso sa kanilang kapangyarihan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hindi nila kami kilala! Sabihin mo nga sa kanila kung sino ako!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tatandaan kita!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangarap ko pa namang maging isang politiko. Kaya lang minsan, nakatatakot. Nakatatakot na sa pagpasok ko roon ay baka masilaw ako sa kapangyarihan at umasta na lamang ako na kagaya nila. Sila... Minsan tuloy, naiisip ko, ganoon ba talaga sila kasama? Siguro naman hindi sila pinalaki ng mga magulang nila nang ganun. Ano ba talaga ang problema, yung mismong sistema o yung mga taong nakaupo sa puwesto at nagpapatakbo ng gobyerno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat na ata ay nabanggit na ng mga taong nag-comment sa post ng dalagang ito na may 56 anyos na ama at 14 anyos na kapatid na naging biktima ng pang-aabuso ng kapangyarihan, kaya dapat ko na atang itigil ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipinagdarasal ko lang na sana huwag magpadaig ang mga taong nasa posisyon sa kapangyarihang taglay nila. Naniniwala ako na may kabutihan pa rin na natitira sa kanila. Sana naman gamitin nila ito upang makagawa ng mabubuting bagay. Kung tutuusin, ipinagkaloob lamang ito ng mga tao sa "ibaba" eh, ng mga karaniwang tao. Kaya wala silang karapatang magmalaki at gamitin ito upang kunin ang nais nila habang may ibang naaabuso.Tulungan naman sana nila tayong ibangon ang bansa natin at ang estado nito sa mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madalas kong nararamdaman at nakikita na marami pang mga kagaya ko na umaasang makababangon muli ang Filipinas mula sa pagkakalugmok. Sana naman huwag hayaan ng mga pinuno na mawala ang pag-asang ito. Sana, hindi pa SILA ang maging dahilan ng pagkamuhing nararamdaman ng mga kapwa ko Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manigong bagong taon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-1396575741812801207?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/1396575741812801207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=1396575741812801207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1396575741812801207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1396575741812801207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2009/01/hindi-dapat-ganito.html' title='Hindi dapat ganito...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-4188367123677292323</id><published>2008-12-21T10:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:51:03.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martians (vs/&lt;3) Venusians</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="90"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/afS8N8cFeO/aus=false/" name="movie"/&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"/&gt;&lt;embed width="300" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/afS8N8cFeO/aus=false/" height="90" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF I WERE A BOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce feat. R. Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce:]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I'd roll out of bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go&lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I'd kick it with who I wanted, and I'd never get confronted for it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they'd stick up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'd be a better man&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to her&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz he's taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly:]&lt;br /&gt;If you were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Then, girl, you'd understand&lt;br /&gt;You need to stop listenin' to your friends&lt;br /&gt;Love, respect, and trust your man&lt;br /&gt;So I go to the clubs with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes flirt with the girls&lt;br /&gt;I should be able to roll out, as long as I'm comin' home to you&lt;br /&gt;And give you the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're not a boy&lt;br /&gt;So you don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;How I work and pay the bills&lt;br /&gt;Girl everything I do is for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce:]&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to her&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz he's taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy (If I were a girl)&lt;br /&gt;I would turn off my phone (I wouldn't play games)&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone it's broken&lt;br /&gt;So they'd think that I was sleeping alone (girl you know that's wrong)&lt;br /&gt;I'd put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I know that she'd be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me to come home, to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly:]&lt;br /&gt;But you're not a boy&lt;br /&gt;So you can't understand&lt;br /&gt;You are not a perfect woman&lt;br /&gt;And I am not a perfect man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to her&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I know how it hurts (and I know how you feel)&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz he's taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed (said I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce:]&lt;br /&gt;It's a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let you go, 'cuz I'm too attached&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a boy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww… The only word I was able to utter after I listened to this was… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Intense"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I can actually feel the conflict between the boy and the girl in this song. I think it has 3 versions. The original one only has Beyonce and the second version has both Beyonce and Lee Carr, and the third has Beyonce with R. Kelly (now, the latter version was the most "intense"! Hahaha… While my little brother and I were listening to it, I laughed hard because R. Kelly was like screaming at some point.XD Geez, must have internalized the song too much. Kidding. But his version is clearer and better than Lee Carr's---but his version's nice too. The lyrics there are somewhat different.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's beside the point…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* I think the scenario in the song really happens to many people who are in relationships. So there… Maybe that's the reason why it struck me. If only boys and girls would acknowledge their differences with the opposite sex, then maybe they'd be able to avoid unnecessary conflicts. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading the famous book, "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus"[ Hey, stop raising your eyebrow. Hahaha… Nahhh… You might ask why the heck am I reading such kind of books… Well, I love psychology. I love studying people's thinking and behavior. But I think, I'm not so into it anymore. Maybe because I got sick of my research paper about courtship traditions way back in first year. HAHAHA… I'm currently interested in politics/societal issues. Ok, I sound like an old maid. Hahaha… Maybe I can share some of my views about our country's future next time.XP]. It talks about the myth that men and women are from different planets, but when they met and lived on Earth, they have forgotten that they think and behave in totally different (and sometimes, conflicting) ways. The author then presents contrasting beliefs and attitudes of both sexes and attempts to reconcile these by presenting pieces of advice as to how they would act in case such and such situation arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I haven't read the whole book yet. It would take some time before I do so, though, because I have more interesting and productive things to do than to dissect men's and women's brains. Hahaha… Besides, I realized that the pages I have read so far were just like reminders that meant to reinforce what I already know about both sexes [Ok, this is way different from saying that I know it all and that I'm a master when it comes to handling relationships.XD I can never say that I can manage love… because it's a complicated thing. It actually disturbs me when other people say/brag that they are 'mature' enough to be in a relationship, that they are good in handling their relationships, yadda yadda…] I think the author is correct in saying that Martians and Venusians &lt;em&gt;have only forgotten&lt;/em&gt; that they came from different planets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah… I suppose the author's main goal in writing the book was to remind all of us that people from "different planets" can actually live and love each other if only they'd be constantly aware of their differences and learn how to communicate with the other party tactfully… If only men and women would learn to give way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, it was mommy and daddy's wedding anniversary! Woohooo!!! Happy anniversary! Before I slept, I was annoying my little brother to death because I wanted him to download the song for me. When daddy heard it and heard me laughing at R. Kelly, he asked me why I like the song so much. I said it is because the song speaks of a truth. It reminded me of things. And! And! I see the Martian and Venusian differences in my parents' relationship too, but until now, they're still together! :) Daddy just told me something like this: "Alam mo kung bakit? Kasi bata pa lang kami nandyan na yung foundation na kailangan para sa isang relationship. Naging Christ-centered. Habang maaga nagkaroon na ng 'rules' sa amin[*I think he's not referring to restrictive rules here]… Na dapat magbigayan… umintindi…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. What a good way to end the day. Hahaha… Daddy can be serious at times.XP&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll end it here. Still have some things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zai jian (see you again/bye)!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-4188367123677292323?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/4188367123677292323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=4188367123677292323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/4188367123677292323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/4188367123677292323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/12/martians-vs3-venusians.html' title='Martians (vs/&lt;3) Venusians'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-6138353046992170773</id><published>2008-11-09T00:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:12:26.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pameelee... :)</title><content type='html'>Bloggy! Nakakatawa lang yung araw ngayon. Kagagaling ko lang sa simbahan at sa mall kasama ang pamilya ko, yung normal na ginagawa namin mula pa noon. Naghahanap kasi kami ng projector. Gusto raw kasi gumawa nina Mommy ng home theatre (pambahay na pinilakang-tabing --&gt; ANO RAW?!? Hahaha...). O basta yun. Keri lang. Hahaha... Sa totoo lang, pabor ako, para naman mapilitan na akong manood ng mas maraming bagong pelikula. Naaalala ko kasi yung sinabi ng kaibigan ko sa gitna ng kanyang pagkakilig habang nagkekuwento sa akin eh: "Err… Hennuh (oo, ganyan. Conyo yun eh. Pati nga ako nahahawa at Enuh [Ana] ang natatawag ko sa kanya pag magkasama kami)… You should watch more [foreign] movies, ok [kailangan mong manood ng mas maraming pelikula, ha?]? Ginawan pa nga niya ako ng talaan ng mga pelikulang dapat kong panoorin. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok… So pagkatapos tumingin ng mga kailangang bilhin, kumain na naman kami. Oo. Pagkain. Lagi namang kumakain eh. Kapag kasama si Daddy, hindi ako nagugutom. Bago pa kasi ako makaramdam ng gutom, gutom na sila't naghahanap na ng pagkain. Kaya nga ako tumataba dahil sa kanila. Eh syempre kapag nandiyan na ang pagkain sa harap mo at nakikita mo na silang kumakain, sino ba naman ako para tumanggi diba? Naiisip ko kasi lagi na sayang naman yun. Parang may hindi ako "naranasan" kapag hindi ko kinain yun. Parang mas magiging "experienced" [sa pagkain] ang mga kapatid ko kaysa sa akin. Hahaha… Syempre di naman ako papayag nun. Hahaha… Talking about greed.XP Isa pa… Masarap talagang kumain eh… Anong gagawin ko?XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Chinese restaurant (paborito ko ang Chinese food at Japanese food… At Italian food… At… Uhh… O sige… Paborito ko na ata lahat), nagkekuwento ako tungkol sa ginagawa kong pag-eehersisyo araw-araw nitong nakaraan bakasyon. Sinasabi ko kina kuya na nalulungkot ako dahil pakiramdam ko hindi naman ako pumapayat (oo, tumaba ako nang bonggang bongga. Hahaha… Kaya pakiramdam ko kailangan kong bantayan nang mabuti ang aking timbang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ni Daddy baka kailangan ko pa raw maghintay ng isang buwan bago ako makakakita ng malaking pagbabago sa aking timbang. Sumingit naman si kuya at ibinidang madali lang daw ang pagbabawas ng timbang. Sabi niya pa nga, "Ako nga isang linggo lang, 10 lbs na iginaang ko. Madali lang yan. Lunch [tanghalian] lang at dinner before six [hapunan bago mag-ikaanim nang gabi]."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ko, "Ano? Eh kapag hindi ka nag-breakfast [nag-almusal], diba mas magugutom ka nun? Nabasa ko yun sa… (tuluy-tuloy na pagsasalita at pagkain)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagot niya, "Hindi. Basta kontrol lang yung kinakain mo. Konti lang yung sa lunch. Mga 2 cups."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagitla ako sa sinabi niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 CUPS?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 CUPS?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pati sina Daddy, Gian, at Mommy, nagulat sa sinabi ni Kuya. Hahaha… Nabilaukan pa nga ata ako nun sa katatawa. Sobrang seryoso kasi nung pagkasabi eh at sobrang feel na feel pa niya yung pagka-diet expert tapos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 CUPS?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh kahit naman matakaw ako yung 2 cups ay… SOOO MUCH… na para sa akin. HAHAHA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang… Sharing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang kumakain kami naisip ko, masuwerte ako sa pamilya ko. Alam ko hindi kami perpekto pero wala lang… Ang saya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Daddy… Naisip ko kanina habang kumakain at nakikipag-usap tungkol sa mga specs ng mga high-tech na kasangkapan… Paano kaya kung iba ang tatay ko? Kung hindi enhinyero (err… engineer na lang.XD Patawad) si Daddy, wala sigurong magaling na magsasabi ng mga depirensya sa kotse, sa kuryente, at sa kung anu-ano pang may kinalaman sa agham, lalo na sa pisika. Wala sigurong magaling na magsasabi kung ano ang mas maganda, praktikal, at magaling na features ng isang gadget kumpera sa iba pa. Yung mga ganun… :) Siguro rin… PAYATOT AKO. Kasi walang pagkain. T_T Walang tsokolate. Walang Lychee jellyace. Walang Cream-O.  Walang jump foods/chuchirya [junk foods/chichirya]. Walang prutas. Walang pagkain… Wala… Wala... T_T O hindeeeeeh… Hindi ko kaya.&lt;br /&gt;Walang nagpapakalma kapag natetensyon na lahat. Walang… Basta… Hindi masaya. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Mommy naman, pag hindi siya… Siguro mas matigas ang ulo ko. Hahaha… Kasi wala akong "katapat". Wala akong salamin. Magkapareho kasi kami halos ng ugali eh. Kaya pag nagtampo ang isa sa amin, mahirap. Gaya nga ng sabi nila, galit ang magnanakaw sa kapwa magnanakaw… Hindi naman kami magnanakaw…XD Siguro mas magandang sabihin… Ano ba? Galit ang maganda sa kapwa maganda? Hahaha… WOOOSH. Yabang. Biro lang po. :) Yung seryoso na… Hmm… Basta pareho kami ng ugali kaya pag may problema mas nakikita ko ang pangangailangan sa aking magpakumbaba. :) Kung hindi rin siya… Wala akong mapagsasabihan ng mga "girl thing" na pangyayari. Hahaha… Kulang ang puwersang magtutulak sa akin upang maniwala sa aking sarili at gawin ang mga bagay na kinatatakutan kong gawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Kuya… Hmmm… Pag hindi siya ang kuya ko, wala akong kaaway! Hahaha… Walang magtatiyagang maghatid at magsundo sa akin sa paaralan. Walang magluluto ng masarap na pagkain kapag hindi ko gusto ang ulam. Walang mangungulit kapag ayaw ko ng may nangungulit.XP Wala akong kuya… :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Gian, kapag wala… AKO ANG BUNSO. Nyahaha… Wala akong kapatid na magkekuwento ng mga nangyayari sa buhay niya. Mas nakakapagsabi kasi siya sa akin kaysa kay Kuya. Alaskador kasi si kuya eh. Ako… Minor alaskador lang. Hahaha… Hmm… Wala akong kausap tungkol sa pagtugtog ng mga instrumento. Wala akong katabi sa pagtulog (matatakot na naman ako dahil malaki masyado ang kama. :s). Hindi ako magiging ate. Noong bata kasi ako, pakiramdam ko ako ang laging pinakabata sa mga grupong sinasalihan ko kaya ginusto kong magkaroon ng kapatid para may tatawag sa akin ng "ate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Lola!!! :D Lola's girl ako, lalo na noong bata ako. Hindi ako sasama kina Mommy kapag hindi kasama sina lolo at lola. Kapag hindi ko siya lola, wala akong makikiliti at makukulit kapag wala akong magawa. Hahaha… Wala akong maiiyakan kapag nalulungkot na ako at wala pa sina mommy. Walang masarap na ulam araw-araw [lalo na yung NILAGA at TINOLA! :9]! Walang iiyak sa tuwa kapag awa ng Diyos ay may mga tagumpay akong nakakamit. Hahaha… Minsan kasi binibiro ko yung mga tao sa bahay kapag hindi ko masyadong nakita na masaya sila sa mga nangyayari. Tinatanong ko kung bakit ganun lang reaksyon nila at kung bakit "wala man lang bang tears of joy or something diyan???". Tapos bigla na lang luluha yung lola ko sa tuwa (o tawa?XP) at sasabihing masaya siya para sa akin. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga larawan... Hihihi... Si Lola hindi nakasama sa Disneyland. :( Ito lang yung larawan naming 2 na madali kong nahanap dito sa PC kaya... Ito na lang ilalagay ko!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v154/meihua/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/meihua/IMG_4207.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v154/meihua/?action=view&amp;current=21650189942783l-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/meihua/21650189942783l-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pang "kung wala… hindi..." eh. Medyo mabababaw na mga dahilan lang din ata ang mga nailagay ko rito.XD Marami pa rin akong mga kamag-anak na sobrang malapit talaga ako. Siyempre kulang ang tibay ng keyboard ko para maisulat ko iyon. Kulang din ang oras. Hahaha… Basta… Kung wala ang pamilya ko o kung hindi sila ang kapamilya ko, pihado, hindi ako si Hannah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-6138353046992170773?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/6138353046992170773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=6138353046992170773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/6138353046992170773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/6138353046992170773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/11/pameelee.html' title='Pameelee... :)'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-4185884718916881261</id><published>2008-10-25T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:24:54.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Hirap Naman...</title><content type='html'>gumawa ng desisyon kapag wala namang tama at wala namang mali sa mga pinagpipilian mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan tuloy mas gusto ko na lang na sa lahat ng bagay may tama at mali. Mas madali kasi iyon. Dahil sa mga ganoong sitwasyon, alam mo na agad kung ano ang DAPAT piliin. Parang nagiging isang &lt;em&gt;default decision&lt;/em&gt; na ang piliin kung ano ang tama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay... Nakausap ko ngayong araw sina Jedyne at Kathleen, dalawa sa mga kaklase ko mula pa noong unang taon ko sa kolehiyo. Magkaiba sila ng pananaw ukol sa bagay na "pinoproblema" ko ngayon ngunit pareho lang sila ng tinanong sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKAW, ANO BA TALAGANG GUSTO MO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Ang simple ng tanong diba? Pero nakakatawa lang na hirap na hirap akong sagutin yan ngayon. O siguro may ayaw lang ako aminin sa sarili ko (gaya nga ng sabi ni Jedyne. O... O... Di ko alam. Sa nahihirapan ako eh, pakialam mo ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biro lang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... Lagi namang di ko alam eh... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga pala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang mga bagay na pinag-iisipan ko ngayon... Mga sinabi ng dalawa kong kaibigan. &lt;br /&gt;Ilan sa mga napag-usapan namin... Mga bagay na pulit-ulit na lumilitaw sa aking isipan. Ilalagay ko rito. Baka sakaling kailanganin ko ulit pagtanda ko, kaya gagawin kong paalala.(NOTE: Ilalagay ko ang ilang bahagi para naman may "entertainment". Baka kasi wala rin namang makaintindi nito maliban sa dalawa kong kaibigan na ito, kaya mas mabuti pang tawanan niyo na lang... Para magkaroon ng silbi ang mga ito para sa inyo. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: oo ganyan din ako no&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: pero wala langgggg&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: narealize ko kasi&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: hindi yun ang gusto ko&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: kaya ikaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedyne Tejada: ano ba ang gusto mo&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: or pwd ding&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: ano ang MAS gusto mo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: yun nga eh&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: gusto ko ng music&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ang pangit diba&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: gusto ko ng languages&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: pero hindi english&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: haaaaay&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: pakiramdam ko hindi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah: hindi sapat na panghihinayang ang maging dahilan ko para ituloy yun diba?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: nakakainis lang na hindi pagkatuto naiisip ko lahat ngayon&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: naiisip ko habang kausap kita...&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ang pagiging kritikal naman puwedeng matutunan sa labas ng classroom&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: tapos kung gusto ko naman sanayin ang sarili ko kung paano magbasa ng napakahabang mga babasahin... madali lang...&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: basahin ko yung buong libro sa finance o kaya sa ls&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ano ba yan&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: sorry&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ang corny&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: may libro ka na?! bwahahahah it's over.&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: well oo totoo yan&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: wala noh&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: o diba&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ang t*nga&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: tinanong pa kita &lt;br /&gt;Hannah: alam ko naman pala mga nararamdaman ko&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: *spanks her mouth* sorry sa word&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: naiinis lang ako pag ganito ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah: kung meron lang subject na nagtuturo kung paano gumawa ng desisyon, itetake ko yun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: haaaaaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: :(&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: something worthwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedyne Tejada: alam moooo&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: minsan kelangan mo rn ng kausap&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: para marealize mo or para magmaterialize ung mga nararamdaman&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: minsan kasi ayaw lang natin aminin sa sarili natin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: pero ikaw  &lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ganon?&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: malay mo biglang gusto mo pala&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: tama kaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah: paano ba malalaman kung gusto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: what a question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedyne Tejada: well alam mo lang yata&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: minsan baka [pagkagising mo&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: something like that&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: :))&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: seryoso&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah: ang hirap ng maraming gusto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: nyek&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ano ba&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: oo pero the more you hate, the more you love&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: o so ano na&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne Tejada: ano nang plano mo &lt;br /&gt;Hannah: na...&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: hindi ko na itutuloy...&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: ?&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: hayyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedyne Tejada: ipagdasal mo rin sigurooooo &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hannah: oo noh&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: pinagdarasal ko nga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedyne Tejada: well wala kang dapat ikahinayang kung di mo talaga gusto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedyne Tejada: una sayang pera&lt;br /&gt;               pangalawa sayang panahon&lt;br /&gt;               pangatlo may pwede ka pang gawing mas mabunga&lt;br /&gt;               kaya, palalimin mo pa ang iyong pagmumuni&lt;br /&gt;               upang mas bumunga ang karanasan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedyne Tejada: rumelax ka muna hannah&lt;br /&gt;               baka rn masyado ka nagwoworry&lt;br /&gt;               sabi nga ni jope&lt;br /&gt;               kelangan naman magrelax&lt;br /&gt;               alagaan ang sarili&lt;br /&gt;               alagaan ang katawan&lt;br /&gt;               dahil tayo mismo ang ating katawan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathleen: minsan talaga, may mga bagay na puwede kang mag-go go go. &lt;br /&gt;May mga bagay na kailangan kang mag-"back-off".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah: Ha? Pakiramdam ko na sa tanong mo na "ano ang law?" may hinahanap kang truth. May GUSTO ka pa rin nun, ibig sabihin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathleen: Isipin mo kung ano talaga ang gusto mo. Ang MAS gusto mo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAS gusto... Dasal... Ipagdarasal ko na lang ang lahat nang ito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... Lord, Kayo na po bahala sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat muli sa aking mga kaibigan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-4185884718916881261?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/4185884718916881261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=4185884718916881261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/4185884718916881261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/4185884718916881261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/10/ang-hirap-naman.html' title='Ang Hirap Naman...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-1262709178044957517</id><published>2008-10-17T12:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:24:11.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human</title><content type='html'>Yay! I have my new blog layout. Finally! Thanks to google. LOL. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... It has been a very tiring and challenging sem for me.&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Many people laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Many people cried.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of them were born.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of them died (literally :( ).&lt;br /&gt;All of them seem very close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Or have at least touched my life in one way or another&lt;br /&gt;There were times when I'd feel scared because I don't want certain things to happen to me like it happened to them.&lt;br /&gt;However, there were times too when I'd simply wish I was like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* This is so funny. I'm trying to sound poetic. Hahaha... ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;Laaaah... Actually, I just want to express myself without using too many words (Because I don't want to think too much.XD The left (?) side of my brain seems to be working doubly hard that I only see words instead of pictures inside my head). But really... This sem has been a rollercoaster ride. In fact, THIS YEAR has been one, but I'll save that for my year-ender post. Hahaha... I still have approximately 3 months before I get to say hello to year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay... Life... Sometimes I don't know how to feel about it anymore. There are days when I don't know if I should be happy or sad... bubbly or gloomy... hopeful or pessimistic... Aiyo... I guess I'm just afraid to feel things. STILL afraid to feel things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I think I've grown a lot compared to who I was before. I'm more optimistic and more straight-forward in expressing my feelings. More relaxed and lighthearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not that much... yet... Hahaha...XD I'm still learning.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;However, if there's one thing I'm really happy of discovering these past 6 months, I'd say it's my determination. I never thought I'd be able to experience what I am going through right now. They're actually not part of my plans (SO NOT PART OF MY PLANS...), but I guess that's what makes life exciting and meaningful - when things go out of control. They make you strive harder because you're forced to get on your feet and fight. They make you realize your capabilities and limitations. They remind you that you can always do more (hmm... is it really "always"? still thinking about it till now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, they make you feel more human. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This post seems to be "bitin" (Haha, conyo), but I couldn't think of anything else to say. My head's been aching the whole day.XD Nevertheless, I'll post this]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-1262709178044957517?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/1262709178044957517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=1262709178044957517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1262709178044957517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1262709178044957517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/10/human.html' title='Human'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-7241855392718297610</id><published>2008-10-01T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:04:34.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubborn</title><content type='html'>How am I supposed to know my limitations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I say "I cannot"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do my failures tell me that I should stop working hard and let things be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do they tell me that I can do more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these botches telling me to surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are they telling me to keep on fighting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fight and I do not get what I want, do I still have to keep on pressing on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep on striving even if I do not get whatever it is that I'm working for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I stop myself from working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so stubborn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stubborn means being unreasonably and obstructively determined to persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being unreasonable now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know life isn't just about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to do well in this aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do well in everything that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm against mediocrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know when to stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe there's just one thing lacking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr. Ben Nebres' (my lola told me they're cousins, but I never had the guts to approach him and tell him I'm his apo) sermon last night was like a huge boulder being thrown at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talking about Kung Fu Panda and about believing in oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that he said, I realized that I should watch Kung Fu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sermon served as a reminder for me to believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have faith in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have faith that I can do things (but what if things aren't going right? HA. SUCH A PESSIMIST).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have faith that others have faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have faith SO THAT others MAY ALSO have faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO HAVE FAITH IN GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe my stubbornness will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I won't be unreasonable anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-7241855392718297610?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/7241855392718297610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=7241855392718297610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/7241855392718297610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/7241855392718297610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/10/stubborn.html' title='Stubborn'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-8426288618725787469</id><published>2008-09-17T08:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:23:18.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Me and Whom?</title><content type='html'>People are often&lt;br /&gt;unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;&lt;br /&gt;forgive them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today,&lt;br /&gt;people will often forget tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give the world the best you have,&lt;br /&gt;and it may never be enough;&lt;br /&gt;give the world the best you've got anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, in the final analysis,&lt;br /&gt;it is between YOU and GOD;&lt;br /&gt;it was never between you and them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-8426288618725787469?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/8426288618725787469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=8426288618725787469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/8426288618725787469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/8426288618725787469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/09/between-me-and-whom.html' title='Between Me and Whom?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-1593513216402451483</id><published>2008-08-24T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:46:10.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to write something so as to cover up my past posts. I found them lacking in coherence and substance. However, my thoughts and emotions seem to just come and go. Haaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not able to express myself properly, especially when I talk about my emotions because my mood is easily changed. I have so many thoughts, but I am not able to write them down because the moment I open my diary or my blog, my inspiration has already "left me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I am not able to savor every emotion that I feel? How come I am not able to pause and absorb what I am going through before I go on exploring and feeling other things? I don't know. Maybe it's my mind's fault. Or maybe it's my fault because I do not choose to dwell on things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I do not actually write whenever I have THE inspiration. It's more of writing because I have the urge to do so. I have the urge to let my feelings out. I have a NEED to release an emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed then that I would often write when I feel bad about certain things... Whenever I'd feel angry and frustrated. I find the need to write down my feelings usually when I am disappointed. Not happy. Not jolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there is no really NEED to write something when you feel happy about it. Maybe because when you are happy, you feel inspired. You write your thoughts LEISURELY and not "NECESSARILY". You write because you WANT to, not because you feel that you NEED to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... What's my point? I don't know. My ideas just left me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-1593513216402451483?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/1593513216402451483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=1593513216402451483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1593513216402451483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1593513216402451483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/08/huh.html' title='Huh?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-501382791605496096</id><published>2008-08-03T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:13:39.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>You explain a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-501382791605496096?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/501382791605496096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=501382791605496096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/501382791605496096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/501382791605496096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-7927114001917410231</id><published>2008-07-19T14:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:41:15.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chopsuey...XD</title><content type='html'>Bloggy! Wheee... Fast post. Fast post. Hahaha... Ikaw ata instant diary ko pag wala na akong oras magsulat kay Mimi (real, tangible diary. Btw, "Mimi" means secret in Mandarin). I just want to share you this before I go on working. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Before this GA, I remember Ruth telling me (I think sa interview pa nga lang yata yon) na "Grabe kailangan natin manalo sa GA! Mananalo tayo this year!" And well -- nangyari nga talaga! What we should all learn from this is that if we really put our minds to something and we do everything in our capacity to attain it, mangyayari talaga. Because of our hard work and selflessness, and sa sobrang mahal natin sa department and sa AMA, nagawa natin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part is, I can really feel that we are ONE FAMILY  -- the PR Family, full of love and excitement and passion for the department. Sobra akong natutuwa knowing that beyond the work, beyond the projects assigned to us, we're all FRIENDS. And that's something that I'm so proud of. Tingnan niyo, after the GA kanina, kahit tapos na ung pack-up, we stayed pa -- para mag kwentuhan, mag asaran, mag kulitan -- and I'm so happy knowing that that's the kind of relationship we have in the department.  So there. You all are GREAT PEOPLE -- sobrang enthusiastic, sobrang friendly, sobrang likeable and sobrang daling makisama kahit kanino. I hope that this kind of enthusiasm will not go away. Pagpatuloy natin to -- so that our PR members would also feel that same sense of love and family when they're in the PR department!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagmamahal, &lt;br /&gt;Mian"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was sent to us by our boss in AMA PR department, Ate Mian. :) Haaaay... Actually hindi boss because she never made us feel na mas mataas ang position niya kaysa sa amin. Bloggy, I am just so happy that people appreciate our hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in high school, I remember my adviser asking the whole class to bring a plant for our room. Since I was already assuming that no one would bring, I got one of lola's potted plants in the garden and donated it. When I arrived home, my aunt asked me about it. I just told her that I placed it on one of the corners of our room, but that our teacher seemed to have not noticed it. But... Ahmm... Do I care? Gagaga...XP It didn't matter to me before if people didn't see what I did for them. Why? Because I want to be sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err... Reflecting on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sincere = Not expecting anything in return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun nga ba talaga ang ibig sabihin nun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... Ang babaw ng example... Pero sabi kasi ni Mama (auntie) noon, "Lahat ng tao kailangan ng appreciation. Ikaw, kailangan mo niyon. Hindi ibig sabihin na nag-eexpect ka ng ganun, hindi ka sincere sa ginawa mo." Martha would always remind me about it also whenever I tell her that I'm not expecting anything because I do not want to get hurt nor disappointed when I do not get the attention that I need/want. Sabi niya, "Mag-expect ka sa'kin. Gusto ko iyon. Ganun dapat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAH... I don't know how to write coherently anymore. Sorry. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta basta... Am really happy about AMA. This sem, I'm active in 3 orgs (thank God for allowing me to have those). :) Yung iba naman kasing org ko, hindi pa masyadong demanding. Wala pa sa peak season. Hahaha... But yeah. I would want to grow in those three orgs. Gusto ko kasi pag sinalihan ko, may mapupuntahan ako. May matututunan. May magagawang bagay na hindi ko nagawa noon. Ayoko nang marami kung hindi ko kayang i-maintain. Same with my perception about friends. I prefer to have few close friends than to have many many many friends. Mas gusto kong may epekto ako sa buhay ng kakaunting kaibigan ko kaysa magkaroon ako ng maraming kaibigan nang hindi ko nakikita at naipapakita ang tunay na kahulugan ng isang "kaibigan". Loner ba? Loser? Hahaha... Sensya. Of course, I'm always open to meet new people. Always. :) I love listening and talking. I love socializing and making people laugh. But I'd like to think that socializing has levels. Hahaha... LEVELS?!? Ok, I do not want to lecture on those kinds of things, so I won't explain what it means to me anymore. Hao ma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to my orgs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently playing the violin with the CMO string ensemble. Super enjoy! Hahaha... Enjoy pala pag may kasama kang tumutugtog nun. Hindi noise ang naririnig ko, music. Hahaha...XD Uhm, I think may mga nagpeplay dun ng cello, viola, etc. Hindi ko pa lang sila namimeet. Basta parang magiging orchestra na ata kami. Hahaha... Pero masaya ako na malaki na yung org na iyon. :) Nung 1st year kasi ako, super lagas-lagas kami. Hahaha... Kung kailan lang gusto mag-play dun lang tutugtog. Oo nga pala, ang org na iyon ay, sabi ko sa sarili ko, magiging way ko para maging connected pa rin kay God kahit nasa campus. Minsan kasi patutugtugin kami tuwing may big events and mass. :) Parang sort of "panata" ko ito kay God. :) Masaya naman kasi alam ko may purpose ang pagtugtog ko ngayon. Tapos inspired pa ako matuto kasi binilhan ako nina Daddy at Mommy ng bagong violin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo, pangarap kong tumugtog sa harap ng maraming tao. :) Medyo weird at ang manang ng konsepto pero isa sa pangarap ko makatugtog kasama ang isang orchestra. Yung magpeplay ako tapos makikita ko proud sa akin loved ones ko. Gusto ko ituloy ang pagtugtog ko kahit nagtatrabaho na ako. Kahit graduate na ako. Habang nag-aaral sa law school. Basta. I feel na kahit hindi na ako teenager in 2 years' time, marami pa rin akong magagawa sa buhay ko. :)Gusto ko ganun ang mangyari dahil... maganda ang buhay! :) Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMA and LEX. Hmmm... Those are my two other orgs. AMA, Public Relations Manager ako. LEX, Deputy ng Treasury. Hindi ko alam kung ba't ko napasukan yun. Hahaha... I realized kasi na minsan ayoko sa pera. At kahit madaldal akong tao, hindi ako super ma-PR tulad ng iba. But I'm glad that people trust me with those responsibilities. Mahirap nga lang kasi kumakain talaga ng oras at enerhiya. Minsan hindi ko alam kung saan pupunta at kung paano pagkakasiyahin ang oras, pero sa huli, ayokong isiping pagod ako. Gusto ko sa lahat ng ginagawa ko, masaya ako. :) Iba ang buhay 'pag ganun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGAAN... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa, nararamdaman ko ngayon na kahit sobrang exhausted ang resources at energy ko sa academics at org work, gumagawa si God ng way para maging maganda ang resulta sa parehong aspeto ng aking school life. He really knows what's best for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to my AMA Family (para naman mukhang may sense ang post ko). Masaya kasi nagiging close na kami. Parang brothers and sisters. Ako, honestly, medyo ilang pa. Ako lang kasi ata LM dun. Hahaha... But I'm happy that they're all kind to me. :) Happy also na nakakikilala ako ng bagong tao at nakaka-encounter ng iba't ibang ugali. Pero sa grupo walang namang bad blood. :) Now I'm excited for my projects kasi hindi na ako mahihiyang lumapit at humingi ng tulong sa kanila. :) Sana tuluy-tuloy na nga talaga ang "family-ness". :) Sana ganun din sa iba kong nasalihan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee... May sense ba? Hahaha... Hanggang dito na lamang! Paalam! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-7927114001917410231?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/7927114001917410231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=7927114001917410231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/7927114001917410231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/7927114001917410231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/07/chopsueyxd.html' title='Chopsuey...XD'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-6731720192995950980</id><published>2008-06-06T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:41:37.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman.</title><content type='html'>你好! 我有一个 "quote". 我的朋友和 学生在 ANI 送它.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha… I said: Ni hao! Wo you yi ge quote. Wo de peng you he xue sheng zai ANI song ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning: Hello! I have a quote. My friend and student in ANI gave it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo… Since this is my blog, I'm trying to express myself in Chinese and translate it in English para ma-practise yung vocab ko. Konti lang kasi ang nakakausap ko in Mandarin sa school eh. :s Sayang naman kung makalilimutan ko ang lessons ko… :( Kaya sana maintindihan mo ako, Bloggy. 懂了马? 好不好?&lt;br /&gt;(Dong le ma? Hao bu hao? - Understood? OK?) Sana sa ginagawa kong ito ay may matutunan ka rin, Bloggy. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! 这是 "quote"! (zhe shi quote - this is the quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A woman has strengths that amaze men. She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens. She holds happiness, love, and opinions. She smiles when she feels like screaming. She sings when she feels like crying, cries when she's happy, and laughs when she's afraid. Her love is unconditional! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[However,] there's only one thing wrong with her. She sometimes forgets what she is worth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero go go go girls! :) Kung may choice ako sa pagiging lalaki o babae ko, pipiliin ko pa ring maging babae. Kasi kahit mas maraming sakit na pagdaraanan,hinahangaan ko pa rin ang aming err... lahi? Hahaha... I admire women's gentleness and endurance... And many more. Hahaha... I don't find one's womanhood as boring. In fact, feel ko exciting maging babae. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itaas ang bandera ng kababaihan!!! Woohoo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah 小姐 (xiao jie)&lt;br /&gt;(Miss/Young lady Hannah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Natutuwa ako sa term na young lady. It sounds very feminine and regal. Hindi ko alam kung bagay sa akin ang ganoong titulo. XD Nevertheless, since tayo-tayo lang naman dito, Bloggy, tiisin mo na lang ang aking pangangarap. Hahaha...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-6731720192995950980?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/6731720192995950980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=6731720192995950980' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/6731720192995950980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/6731720192995950980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/06/woman.html' title='Woman.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-6754128796856518260</id><published>2008-03-22T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:41:31.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloggy, hello. :) When I was online, I got to chat with KA. It's been a while since we last had OUR talk. Months ago. Sa cellphone pa yun na sobrang haba ng conversation. Cellphone call. Hahaha…  Kadalasan kasi kapag lumalabas kami with friends, puro kalokohan nagagawa namin. We don't get to have our own time kasi masyadong malaki ang group. YAAAAAAK… Own time daw oh. Sagwa. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding aside, babae po ako… :) As sure as I can beeeeeeeee… Tutubi na walang tinatagong bato sa ilalim ng lupa tinuka ng manok… Hahaha… JOOOOOKE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... We were able to talk about a lot of things, and I have come to realize that I still do not know myself completely. Now it's funny to think how many posts I have made here trying to define and to describe who Hannah is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in the process of experimenting, of exploring, of discovering. yadda yadda yadda... Kaya siguro may mga bagay akong nagagawa na minsan feeling ko hindi "Hannah". Eh sino ba talaga si Hannah? Hahaha… May schizophrenia ata ako ah. Hahaha… Kidding. Ngayon, makulit at sobrang daldal ko na. Di ko alam kung bakit. Pero more than being makulit, pakiramdam ko, lover pa rin ako ng silence. Kaya siguro tuwing nagpo-post ako sa iyo, may part sa akin na parang ayaw i-publish mga isinulat ko. Kaya siguro bago ako makapag-post, inaabot pa nang siyam-siyam kasi may mga bagay na gusto ko sa akin lang. Kaya siguro minsan bigla na lang akong tumatahimik. Kaya siguro minsan napapagod akong magsalita… Kasi hindi naman talaga ako yung Hannah na madaldal at ipinaaalam sa kahit na sino kung anong nangyayari sa kanya. Kasi mas gusto ko talagang nakikinig. Kasi makulit lang ako sa mga taong close ako, hindi sa lahat. Kasi mahiyain naman talaga ako. Kasi hindi naman talaga ako magaling mag-express ng nararamdaman through words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi hindi ko alam? Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't say too na ang Hannah na humaharap sa ibang tao ngayon ay hindi totoong Hannah. Because whatever I do comes from me. I think what I'm saying now is more of an "internal" issue rather than a social one. More of what I think about myself than what others think about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that when I do, I feel uneasy. Maybe that's just part of discovering myself. Parang clay. Bago mabuo sa gusto kong figure, mahabang proseso pa ng paghuhulma ang dapat pagdaanan. Kung hindi ako komportable at hindi ako masaya, I should choose another way. Normal lang na maging uneasy. Just choose a new direction. But I should never stop changing because that's one nature of a human being. Yan ang sabi ni KA. Tama siya. Wala akong dapat ipilit. Parang enzyme, may active site (WHUT? Tama ba? Hahaha…). Hahaha… Kita mo naman, KA. Napaka-medical nito. Palibhasa, nurse ka. Hahaha… Joke lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………………………………………………………………………. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggy: Just let it be, Hannah. Let yourself be. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-6754128796856518260?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/6754128796856518260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=6754128796856518260' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/6754128796856518260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/6754128796856518260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/03/bloggy-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-1625523497986015327</id><published>2008-03-20T09:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:12:41.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random...</title><content type='html'>Bloggy… :) How have you been? Long time no write.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy week na ngayoooon. Walang pasok. Ang saya. Saya. Saya.XD Kaya lang, hindi ko pa masyadong maramdaman. Kasi hanggang next week, ang dami ko pa ring gagawin for school. Hindi ko rin maramdaman na bakasyon na. Hayhay… Pero ayos lang. Masaya namang maging busy kahit paano. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to write because I wanted to write. Hahaha… Weirdo. Kaya lang random kuwento lang 'to ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapooooon…  Orals ko sa Chinese! Last orals ko naaa… I'm going to miss our class. I'm going to miss laoshi (teacher). :s Mami-miss ko yung Chinese songs na ipinipilit niyang ipakanta sa amin. Yung classmate kong best actor for angry role… Hahaha…XP Yung mga oral exams na dahil may scarcity ang isang group sa lalaki (babae), sila na lang ang nagpapakalalaki (nagpapakababae)…XP Dahil sa orals na iyan, mas maraming tao na ang pinagpapaliwanagan ko na hindi ako Chinese at Japanese ako.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapooon ulit… LS defense ko. My gulay. Hahaha… Yun na lang daw nasabi eh noh? Hmmm… Ang masasabi ko lang, ako pa rin talaga si Hannah. Yung laging nahihiya at kinakabahang magsalita sa harap ng maraming tao. Paano kaya ako magiging abugado? Hahaha… 2 taon na ako sa kolehiyo, hindi ko pa rin nababago iyon sa akin.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAHAPOOOON ulit… Nakasakay ako ng LRT2 at MRT!!! :D Hahaha… =)) Ang babaw…XP Gumagawa kasi kami ng project for Sociology and Anthropology. Napili naming obserbahan ang mga tao sa train stations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bata pa ako noong nakasakay ako ng MRT. Kasama ko family ko noon. Sumakay kami kasi… Bago…XP From North EDSA hanggang Taft (tama diba?XP) at pabalik ang route namin noon. Gusto kasi nina Mommy noon na ma-experience namin.XP Pero grabe, noong sumakay ulit ako kahapon kasama friends ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATAWA-TAWA.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ng friend ko, para raw akong bata na walang alam sa mundo kasi raw amazed na amazed ako sa mga bagay na normal naman para sa mga taong regular na sumasakay ng tren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ang totoo, kahapon, feeling ko isa akong taong hubad. Parang nawala yung "security blanket" ko. Parang anytime, puwede ako madukutan, ma-hold-up… Barilin… Saksakin… Hahaha… Ang violent.XP Seriously, though, feeling ko nun ang laki-laki pala talaga ng mundong ginagalawan ko, pero maliit na parte lamang niyon ang nakikita ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang favorite parts ko sa mga station ay yung pagbili ng ticket. Hahaha… Yung maghuhulog ka ng pera tapos biglang may lalabas na card sa parang vendo machine. Tapos yung pagpasok mo ng card dun sa… sa… Kung anuman ang tawag mo roon sa makinang may "tripod" na umiikot para makapasok ka.XP Ang funny kasi pakiramdam ko noon pati yung kamay ko hihigupin ng makina.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya rin na napasama kami sa part ng tren na exclusive for boys pala.XD Kumustaaaaaa… Basta na lang kami pumasok roon. Sobrang sikip. Rush hour kasi. Eh kailangan naming mag-interview. Tawa ako nang tawa kasi yung friend ko naiipit na ng mga tao tapos kahit saan kami tumingin puro braso at brasong bangin (HAHAHA… Euphemism na ewan… Translate niyo na lang in English) nakikita namin, pero ang iniisip pa rin namin ay maghanap ng taong tatanungin.XD Haaaaay... Hirap na hirap talaga akong pigilin ang tawa ko.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita rin pala namin ang driver ng tren!!! :D Sabi niya parang kotse lang daw ang minamaneho niya. Tapos pagbalik ng tren dun sa station (hindi kasi kami umalis agad), nakita uli namin siya sa booth niya, tapos kinawayan kami. Hahaha…XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap din palang kumain!!! Hahaha… Malamang.XP Kumain kami ng shawarma! Yumyum! Nakakita rin ako ng mga taong nag-aaway. May isang ale pinagalitan yung security guard kasi tinutulak daw siya. May dalawang taong nagkasagutan kasi yung isa tinutulak papalabas ng tren yung isa. May isang lalaki rin na hindi na magkasiya sa tren dahil sobrang sikip na. Literally, iniluwa siya ng tren. Tapos halos lahat ng tao sa tren parang laging pagod at stressed. Parang lahat sila magkakagalit. Parang lahat sila inaantok. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaay… Ganun pala talaga noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero alam mo, yung mga ganitong experience ang tinetreasure ko. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailan lang, may nangyari sa akin. Hahaha... Marami namang nangyayari sa akin araw-araw these days. Karamihan sa mga iyon talagang sinusubok ang pagkatao ko -- kung paano ko haharapin mga sitwasyon na tingin ko mahirap lusutan, kung paano makikitungo sa mga taong mas mataas sa iyo, kung paano mo tatanggapin ang criticisms nila, kung paano mo dadalhin ang sarili mo kapag lahat na ng nangyayari sa paligid mo ay hindi maganda, kung kailan mo iisipin ang sarili mo at ang iba, kung bakit kahit anong sabihin at gawin ng isang taong mabuti ang intensyon at nagtatrabaho/nag-aaral nang maiigi, pera pa rin talaga ang nagpapaikot sa mundo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko naman masasabing kaya kong lampasan nang ganun-ganun na lamang ang mga nabanggit ko. May mga oras na kahit mga simpleng bagay, iniiyakan ko pa rin, ikinaiirita, ikinaiinis. Hahaha… I'm such a crybaby. Siguro yan pa rin ang batang Hannah sa akin ngayon. Weird pero parang ayaw kong matanggal iyon sa akin. Ayaw kong kayanin lahat. Ayokong alamin lahat. Gusto ko pa ring humihingi ng advice sa mga taong importante at nakatatanda sa akin, maliban sa pagtuklas na ginagawa ko mismo. Gusto ko pa ring tinuturuan ako. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ang galing nga eh… Pakiramdam ko lahat ito dumarating sa tamang oras. Lenten season… Tapos mage-18 na ako (ARGH. Ngayon ko lang ata naamin sa sarili ko yan.XP Nakalulungkot, ayoko mag-18!). Ano, 18? Ano yun? Hahaha... Di matanggap...XP Yung mga simple challenges na pinagdaraanan ko araw-araw, parang inihahanda ako sa future. Iniisip ko rin, kung lahat ng bagay makukuha ko agad, hindi ko malalaman ang kahalagahan ng pagpupursigi, ng pagtatiyaga, ng pagpapakumbaba. Kung lahat ng bagay kaya ko, hindi ko na maiisip ang ibang tao at si God. Kung hindi magiging bukas ang isip ko, mahihirapan akong intindihin ang mga tao sa paligid ko. Kung wala akong problema, wala akong matututunan. Kung wala akong worries, ang boring ng buhay. Kung laging masaya, HINDI IYON BUHAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung walang buhay, patay ka na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung patay ka na, ibig sabihin moomoo ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gas... :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha… =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding aside... Yun ang pananaw ko. Kasi diba, kahit naman si Jesus noong nabubuhay pa rito sa mundo, nakaranas din ng happiness at sadness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Hihihi… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing…XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since nasa topic tayo ng life... Ito ang song ko para riyan...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7MlnqkLTFk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7MlnqkLTFk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige ha? Una na ako… Sana ikaw rin maraming na-realize this Lenten season, hindi lang para sa sarili mo, kundi para sa mga taong love mo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-1625523497986015327?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/1625523497986015327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=1625523497986015327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1625523497986015327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1625523497986015327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/03/random.html' title='Random...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-728270966812842828</id><published>2008-03-03T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:02:04.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poryu... Hahaha... :p</title><content type='html'>Bloggy tots! :) Have a new new song poryuuuu... Hahaha... Actually, matagal na 'to pero wala lang. Stress reliever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title nito ay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAMASAMASA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/jWn5EZJLG_/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/jWn5EZJLG_/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyaknyaknyak... :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang fun diba? Hahaha... Si MJ pa kumanta niyaaaaaan. Hahaha... MJ? CLOSE?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito naman yung kapatid ng kantang iyan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/egvvWZQdq3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/egvvWZQdq3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... Pirated siguro yung equipment nila sa recording studio. Paulit-ulit eh. Kidding... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lurve music! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-728270966812842828?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/728270966812842828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=728270966812842828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/728270966812842828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/728270966812842828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/03/poryu-hahaha-p.html' title='Poryu... Hahaha... :p'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-5040119902867981961</id><published>2008-02-21T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:13:24.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)...</title><content type='html'>Hello, Bloggy! :) Pasensya ka na hindi kita masyadong nakakausap ha? Ang dami lang talagang ginagawa. Di bale, may song naman ako para sa'yo ngayon. Hehehe... Oo, dahil busy ako, upload na lang muna nang upload ng songs dito sa blog. Hahaha... Next time na lang yung mahahabang kuwento.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang song na ito ang pinakapaborito ko, so far. Noong una ko itong narinig last year (o two years ago), naluha ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA… Best actress.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuwing naririnig ko ito, nagiging emotional ako. Tumutubo (tumutubo?!?) ang side bangs ko at nagkakaroon ng eyeliner sa may mga mata ko. Kidding... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi lahat ng tao alam ang kantang 'to. Parang ako. Di lahat kilala ako. Hahaha... Ayos sa analogy.XP Pero gets? Hindi naman nag-achieve masyado ang kantang ito para makarating sa charts (sana laging ganun para hindi masyadong magiging "used" ang song. Hahaha... Sama.XD). Hmmm... Para sa akin, tama na yung simple lang. Ang mahalaga, na-capture niya ang aking emotions... WOT??? Hahaha... Akala kung ano eh kanta lang yun.XP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahhh... Marami pang oras para pag-usapan natin ang love at love songs, Bloggy... :) Masyadong mysterious ang word na love. Bata pa naman tayo kaya di dapat magmadali. Lalo na ikaw, 3 yrs old ka pa lang. Hahaha...XD Hanap pa ako ng sources sa library. JOKE.XD Seriously, next time na lang. Darating yan… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan, di pa ako huli sa pagbati ng Valentine's Day sa'yo, Bloggytots. :) Sweet ba? Hahaha… Just kidding. .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I have spread enough love this Valentine's season… :) Sana magustuhan niyo rin ang song! Enjoy... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/m5Ko1fKWbh/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/m5Ko1fKWbh/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah :)&lt;br /&gt;DJ/Cupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Marami pa akong ishe-share na kanta a inyo ngayon. Nakahanap na ako ng "soundtripmate" ko sa school. Hahaha…XP See you when I see you, Bloggy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-5040119902867981961?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/5040119902867981961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=5040119902867981961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/5040119902867981961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/5040119902867981961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-bloggy-pasensya-ka-na-hindi-kita.html' title=':)...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-8446236696778374555</id><published>2008-01-12T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T09:41:43.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracking...</title><content type='html'>Bloggy! :) Nakita ko yung project ko last sem sa psychology. Scrapbook. Hahaha... Grabe, ang dami ko na palang nagagawang scrapbook. Puwede ko nang sabihing professional scrapbooker ako.XP Kidding... :) Siguro mahilig lang talaga ako magtago ng mga abubot... Small things... Pati mga resibo (feel ko minsan katas sila ng paghihirap ko sa school - yung allowance ko XD), tinatago ko. Hahaha... Parang ewan...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... Nakita ko sa last page ng scrapbook yung mga dapat kong gawin para ma-achieve ang goals ko... Ang konti lang nila (feel ko ito yung oras na nagka-cram na ako (ito ang isa sa mga araw na hindi ako natulog...XP) pero ayuuuun...XP Tinry kong tingnan ngayon kung may progress ba ang buhay ko. Hahaha... *crosses her fingers* Sana meron...XP Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Feel beautiful inside and out - ahm... still working on it, but is feeling a bit better now... :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Be young at heart - SUS! Hahaha... Sa sobrang pagka-young at heart ko, lahat ng mas matanda sa akin natatawag ko nang kuya at ate. Wahahaha...XP And I'm learning how to enjoy life more and to live out this saying, "When all else fails, LAUGH."&lt;br /&gt;3. Maintain a healthy lifestyle - Ha? Hahaha... I just eat, eat, eat... AND EAT.XD&lt;br /&gt;4. Work hard - Err... Tingin ko yun ang ginagawa ko ngayon. Sinusubok...XP&lt;br /&gt;5. Avoid comparing myself to others - is wishing to start loading...&lt;br /&gt;6. Be brave in trying new things - Have taken my few steps in doing so... :)&lt;br /&gt;7. Call onto God more often - Yep! :D&lt;br /&gt;8. Be more loving - Konti pa... Hahaha... Feel ko kulang pa ng love... 'Coz there's always more love to give to those people who love me too! :D&lt;br /&gt;9. Believe that I can... - Loading... :)&lt;br /&gt;10. Be more open-minded - Mukha... Nagka-brain operation na ako. Hahaha... Kidding... :) I think so, because I'm starting to learn new things and to not think of some of them badly...&lt;br /&gt;11. Be more independent - Medyo...&lt;br /&gt;12. Develop my skills - Yes... :)&lt;br /&gt;13. Study Hard - Ha? Hahaha... Needs more work. Tumatanda akong paurong dito...XP&lt;br /&gt;14. Prioritize - Striving...&lt;br /&gt;15. Be more aware about the world - Nanonood, nagbabasa, at nakikinig ng news! Hahaha...XP Ang babaw.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naalala kong tingnan ang scrapbook ko kasi this week, nakita ko yung teacher ko sa psychology. Her name's Lia Librojo. Maraming instances sa class namin noon na na-feel ko talaga ang sincerity niya to help her students to grow. Sobrang mabuti siyang tao. She sent me this through mail noong isang araw. Medyo nagulat ako:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Hannah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice seeing you again :-) Hope all is well with you. &lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! God bless you and your family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atsaka ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I get excited too and happy when I see each one of you. I really enjoyed your class :-) Don't forget you can always email me, text, or visit, anytime :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in school Hannah! God bless :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple lang noh? Pero ewan ko... Masyadong malambot puso ko sa mga ganyang bagay. Hahaha... Some of her notes on my papers and my projects before made me shed some tears too... Hahaha...XP Sobrang saya ko na naaalala pa ako ni ma'am at super happy na alam kong nandyan lang siya para sa akin. Hahaha... Parang di ako makapaniwala na isang teacher, magiging close friend ko. Maraming salamat po, Ma'am!!! :D You make me appreciate life more. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-8446236696778374555?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/8446236696778374555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=8446236696778374555' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/8446236696778374555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/8446236696778374555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/01/tracking.html' title='Tracking...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-2246547301113355154</id><published>2008-01-04T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:34:17.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're Not Getting Any Younger..."</title><content type='html'>Bloggy! :) May kuwento ako sa'yo!!! :D Ako'y inspired magsulat ngayon sapagkat magiging… magiging… NINANG NA AKO!!! Hahaha… Daig pa ang nanay eh noh?XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagagaling lang dito sa bahay ng kababata ko… Best friend ang tawag ko sa kanya noon… :) Ngayon ko lang ulit yun nakita kasi kahit magkalapit lang kami ng bahay, lagi siyang nahihiya pumunta rito sa amin. I just knew that she's 4 months pregnant. Ang nasabi ko lang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grabe…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha…XP Pinilit ko lang yung mommy niya na dalhin siya rito sa bahay para makausap ko.XP Ang dami naming napag-usapan. Hindi namin napansin oras. Mga 6 hours siya rito sa house. Hahaha… Tiningnan namin yung mga pictures namin noong bata pa kami. Tapos nalaman ko sa kanya na may hinanakit pala siya kasi 'pag marami raw akong kalaro, nakalilimutan ko siya. Hahaha…XP Pati yung mga malilit na detalye na nangyari roon sa mga pictures namin, sobrang natatandaan niya pa… ASTIG…XP Grabe, na-miss ko rin siya ah… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang pangalan niya pala ay Ann… :) She's 20 yrs. old. Ang bata pa niyaaaa… Pero grabe, magkakaanak na siya…  Noong una, nagulat talaga ako. Kasi siya yung tipo ng tao na sobrang tahimik. Hindi rin yun lumalabas ng bahay. Pero noong nakita ko siya tapos nalaman ko na masaya siya dahil magkaka-baby na siya, happy na rin ako!XP Hehehe… :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami kong natutunan sa kanya ngayong araw. Dami niyang sinabi tungkol sa pinagdaanan niyang relationships pati dun sa magiging baby niya, at proud ako sa kanya kasi di niya ikinakahiya yung baby. :) Sa tuwing may sasabihin siyang bago sa pandinig ko, nasasabi ko lang, "GRABEEEEE…" at "Ganun pala…". Hahaha…XP Tapos magtatawanan lang kami. Para raw akong sira sa ginagawa ko…XP Hmph! Pero at least marami akong natutunan… :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinulungan ko siya maghanap ng pangalan para sa baby niya! :) Hihihi… Naghanap kami sa internet. Nyahahaha… Napili niya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: Rianna Isabela&lt;br /&gt;BOY: Rafael Angelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lang ba? Hihihi… Rianna yung napili niya kasi pinagsama yung name niya at nung boyfriend niya. Angelo naman kung guy kasi yan yung dapat na name ng brother niya na kinuha na ni God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos tapos, sabi niya ninang daw ako. Hahaha… Medyo ayaw ko pa noong umpisa kasi feel ko 'pag nagkaroon na ako ng inaanak, simula na yun ng pagtanda ko. Hahaha… Pero naaliw ako sa pagpili ng name para sa sa baby. Hahaha…XP Na-feel ko yung connection…XP Naisip ko na pagtanda nung baby, ako magiging 2nd mommy niya. :) Err… May matutunan naman kaya sa akin yung bata?! Hahaha…XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung usapan namin ni Ann, ang funny… Ang saya pala balikan yung mga bata moments niyo… Yung mga oras na sobrang arte mo pa, sobrang baduy, laro ka lang nang laro, at ang dami niyong kalokohan…XP Haaay… Noong iniisip namin, parang kailan lang iyon... Ngayon, kailangan i-prioritize na niya yung mga bagay kasi siya mismo magiging parent na… Sabi niya pa sa akin, hindi na rin magtatagal at pati ako magkakaroon na rin ng family…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha… Joke lang… :) Hayness… Ang bilis lang talaga ng panahon. Mabilis lang pala talaga ang kabataan… Naalala ko lagi sabi ni Daddy sa amin na kahit kanino puwede mangyari yung nangyari kay Ann… Pero sana bago ibigay sa akin ni God iyon, stable na ang aking buhay… Lalo na ang aking pag-iisip. Hahaha…XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayhay… Tumatanda na nga talaga sila…XP Hahaha… Sila lang daw eh noh?XP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, Bloggy! Babush! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-2246547301113355154?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/2246547301113355154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=2246547301113355154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/2246547301113355154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/2246547301113355154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2008/01/youre-not-getting-any-younger.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re Not Getting Any Younger...&quot;'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-1496341387160326243</id><published>2007-12-30T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T09:45:51.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parokya ni Edgar</title><content type='html'>Yeheeeeeey... Hahaha... Pagbukas ko ng blog, puro text lang nakita ko. Nakahihilo pala...XP Hahaha... Kaya susubukin ko naman maglagay ng video ngayon. Hahaha... Maraming video ng song na ito sa youtube, may mga video pa na Final Fantasy kaso madrama, kaya ito na lang. Hahaha...XP I love the song because... Hahaha... Di ko alam... Since high school pa namin yan tinutugtog sa gitara, at since high school ko pa yan tinatawag na One and Only You pero ang title daw pala niyan ay Your Song.XD Kaya pala walang sumasagot kapag tinatanong ko kung alam ba nila ang song na One and Only You... Groar...XD Gusto ko ang tono ng kanta... Sweet... Hehehe... :)Isa ito sa paborito kong kanta ng Parokya... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana mag-enjoy kayo... Hindi kamukha ni Chito yung kumakanta. Hahaha... I think kabanda niya lang yan (Gab ba yun?) Wahahaha... Whatebuuur po... Just close your eyes and listen to the song... If you want to...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, ATE MARTHAAAA!!! *hugs* I'm out of words, pero sana alam mo kung gaano ako ka-thankful na best friend at sister kita. :) Mabuhay ang mga adik!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/97pH6tG6XQo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/97pH6tG6XQo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-1496341387160326243?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/1496341387160326243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=1496341387160326243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1496341387160326243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/1496341387160326243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2007/12/parokya-ni-edgar.html' title='Parokya ni Edgar'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-8385517694009906498</id><published>2007-12-28T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T13:14:02.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace... :)</title><content type='html'>"Embrace the pain. It'll make you strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... Napanood ko sa TV...XP Sabi sa channel 2. Wahahaha...XP Ang saya, kahit na may iba pa rin akong restrictions para sa sarili ko, mas naipakikita ko na sa ibang tao kung sino talaga ako. Hmmm... Hindi ko alam kung nagugulat yung iba na makulit ako, pero makulit talaga akooo...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda nung quote noh? People are, most of the time, afraid to get hurt. Parang ako.XP Pero this year... Well, hindi ko alam. Hahaha...XP Hmmm... Hindi ko na masyadong inilalagay sa surface ang sadness because they say that, "Life can only get better.". However, that doesn't mean that I do not acknowledge my pains, may they be physical or emotional. I still feel the same way for the people and things I love. I still feel the pain of being rejected. Nothing's really changed, except for the fact that I'm more Hannah-ish now. Hannah-ish?!? Grr... Pa-conyo?!? Hahaha... Hindi... Hindi ko naman masasabing na-gain ko na ang self-esteem ko nang buong-buo, pero mas nae-encourage ako ng family at ng friends ko para ipakita kung sino talaga ako. Para ipakita yung lighter side ko. Para mag-relax. Para hindi mag-isip masyado. Para hindi matakot na i-judge ng mga taong importante para sa akin. :) I'm starting to appreciate the people around me again! :) Yung mga cousins ko na nahihiya akong lapitan noon, nakakabonding ko na ngayon. :) Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala... See? May madrama pa rin akong side.XP Hmmm... I think embracing pain doesn't really mean that you have to lock yourself inside your room and cry all day. Pang-MTV lang kasi yun eh. Hehehe... Kidding... Although it can really help some of us kung ilalabas sa ganoong paraan. Minsan ganun din ako... Iyakin nga raw ako, sabi nila eh.XP Dapat lang ata aware ka na pinagdaraanan mo yung sad phase (hahaha, parang science lang eh noh.XP)... But you can do lots of things! :) You don't have to stop and to not move to the happy phase again... :) Yehesss... Ako ba ito? Hahaha... Dapat ata ito ang sinasabi ko sa sarili ko eh.XP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, masyado nang star yang quotable quote na iyan.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Ngayong year... Natutunan ko magtiwala kay God. Isa ito sa mga taon na sobrang na-test talaga yun. May mga oras na hindi ko Siya naramdaman at nagagalit ako dahil yun ang nangyayari. Ito pa lang yung year, so far, na naramdaman kong lost ako. Natutunan ko na lahat magiging ok, basta si God lang yung sentro ng buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what the Bible says, "Seek ye first the kingdom of God... And all these things shall be added unto you..." Tama ba? Hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggy: Kasi naman, quote ka nang quote diyan, di ka naman sure. Umayos ka ngaaaa!!!XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you get the point!XP I may not feel completely happy now. I was not able to have whatever it is that my heart desires, pero iniisip ko na lang na may magandang plano si God para sa akin... :)Wala naman akong isinasarang pinto, bintana, o chimney. Apter ol, wala naman kaming chimney. Hahaha... Corny.XP Bastaaa... Bahala na si God. Ngayon, mas madali ko yang nasasabi kaysa noon na takot ako sa gusto Niyang mangyari. Ang ipinagdarasal ko lang, sana kung ano man ang plano ni God, makaya kong gampanan. Naks... Sarap ko batukan noh?XP But... Seriously... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy New Year sa inyong lahat! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622064077822254635-8385517694009906498?l=hannah08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/feeds/8385517694009906498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622064077822254635&amp;postID=8385517694009906498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/8385517694009906498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622064077822254635/posts/default/8385517694009906498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah08.blogspot.com/2007/12/embrace.html' title='Embrace... :)'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342816328735453964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13073312759176651469'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622064077822254635.post-9022416395340943899</id><published>2007-12-21T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T13:18:49.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaaaaaack! :D</title><content type='html'>Bloggy!!! :) It's meeeeeee! Do you know me? DO YOU KNOW ME? 'Coz if you don't know me, I don't know you!XD Hahaha… Hyperness… Hyperlink… Hyper acidity… Hyper… Err… Corny.XP Nakuuuuu… I missed you. :) I missed writing stuff. I thought writing about my life isn't really important, but then I realized that I would be going against my nature if I'd not express my feelings. Naka, nature daw oh. Mag-isa ka, Hannah.XP Hehehe… I missed making fun of my experiences. :) I miss sharing my life with my friends who read my blog. :) May mga ibang tao pala na nagbabasa ng mga ito, hindi lang sinasabi. Sa ibang tao ko pa naririnig.XP You haaaaaaa… Hahaha… Kapalmuks.XP Kidding aside, maraming maraming salamat sa inyong oraaaaaaaaas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaaaaaan… So I'm back with a backpack! Mudpack! Topak!XP (Waaaah, stop meeeee!!!) I missed writing!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hahaha… Grabe, parang ewan. Pasensya, matagal na-suppress ang feelings ko.XP Tried new things para maging outlet ng emotions ko, pero iba ang tama ko sa'yo, writing eh. Iba…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha… Adik. Hindi... Ito, seryoso… Para sa akin kasi, may mga bagay na kahit gusto kong ikuwento sa mga kaibigan ko, hindi naman sapat ang oras para marinig nila ang mga iyon. May mga bagay rin namang namimili ng mga taong pagsasabihan. Ehhh… Mas gusto kong makinig minsan sa mga kuwento nila kaya isusulat ko na lang yung iba kong kuwento rito.XP Iba lang naman eh.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMBANG GABI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHROAR… Magkekuwento na ako!XP Hmmm… It's already 5:35 am… Ang sarap gumising nang maaga (yeah right, as if this isn't normal XP)… Kagagaling ko lang sa simbang gabi. :) Medyo nakapanghihinayang kasi naka-miss na ako ng limang araw. May wish pa naman ako this Christmas… Pero ok lang! Dapat lang… Kasi wala na naman akong magagawa eh.XP Hihihi… Ang sarap maglakad papuntang simbahan. Kahit na natatakot pa rin ako sa mga aso, carry lang.XP Hahaha… Tapang-tapangan ang drama. Ang saya makakita ng long lost people. :) Yung mga tita at tito na matagal kong di nakita. Mga kababatang di na bata. Mga baby na naging bata. Mga… mga… yes, you get the point. I offered a candle and placed it on top of the church's Christmas tree…  I hope Daddy will grant my wish… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS PARTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next story is about our block Christmas party… :) It was really really really really fun… chum… :) Sobrang simple lang pero nakurot ang aking puso. Yehes… So malalim, Hannah, huh…XP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal na naming pinaplano na mag-party pero laging hindi natutuloy, nang biglang sinabi ng aming law prof ang mga katagang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Batino: *serious face -- pagkatapos ng graded recitation namin* It has been my practice to have a Christmas party with my students every year. So class, I'm giving you an hour and a half of our next week's session for the Christmas party…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha… Tama bang kabisaduhin ang linya ng teacher?!? Nyahahaha… Well, he didn't say EXACTLY those words, but then yan na yung gist. Walang pakialamanan.XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! Ayuuuuun… Nag-party kami noong Tuesday. :) Pero bago kasi iyon nag-graded recitation ulit kami. Ang funny ng method ni sir ng pagpili ng magrerecite kasi ginagamit niya yung seatplan tapos para siyang nagpe-pen-pen-de-sarapen.XP Cutiecles…XD Nambobola na lang yung iba kong kaklase…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Batino: Sir, may I ask from what high school are you?&lt;br /&gt;Chase: Sir, Sacred Heart Cebu po.&lt;br /&gt;Sir Batino: I see… I thought you're from the Ateneo High School… Kasi magaling kang mambola… Yung kahit hindi alam ang sagot tumatayo pa rin tapos sumasagot…&lt;br /&gt;Mga Atenista: Ouch…&lt;br /&gt;Sir: See? Dapat ganun. I was able to hit two birds with one stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAYT…XP Errr… Karamihan nga sa mga atenista bolero, pero nakatatawa kasi nung bandang huli, nalaman namin na atenista rin pala siya.XP So kumusta, aminado siyang bolero siya?XP Tapos tinanong na niya yung mga atenista talaga na nambobola nga talaga.XP Talaga talaga talaga… Hahaha… Naku, one day, kayong mga bolero, magiging bolaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Hmph!XP BOINK BOINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pang nangyari… Daming bloopers…XP Pero yung pinaka hindi ko makalilimutan ay yung aking inasal noong naglaro ng newspaper dance…XP May mga tao kasing nabunot upang maging magkapares sa larong ito. Hindi ako nabunot kasi tapos na akong maglaro sa isang activity kaya paikot-ikot lang ako roon sa classroom para panoorin yung participants… Hanggang sa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang sa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang sa may makita akong something…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong unang tingin, tumatawa pa ako… Tawa ako nang tawa kasi nga may ibang pairs din akong pinagtatawanan (yung partners may girl-girl, boy-boy, girl-boy). Pero napa-second look talaga ako. Hahaha… Ang sagwa, second look.XP  As is nagulat talaga ako sa nakita ko… Tapos si Mylene, yung classmate ko sa likod ko na nakaupo, tinatawanan ako. Tapos napa-third look ako sa mysteryosong pangyayaring ito… Tapos nataranta ako bigla.XP Napaupo ako tapos niyakap ko na lang si Mylene…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Waaaaah… *covers her eyes and hugs Mylene* nakita mo yun? Nakita mo yun???&lt;br /&gt;Mylene: *hugs back and laughs pero natataranta rin* Yes, Hannah, I saw it… Calm down… Calm down…&lt;br /&gt;Ana: *looks around then laughs* Oh my gad… That's a _____!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Nooooooo!!! *covers her ears and hides her face* Waaah… Nahihiya ako… Kawawa… Waaah…&lt;br /&gt;Mylene: Mommy Chick, ok lang yan. Ok lang yan…&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Nakita mo yun? Nakita mo yun? Kawawaaaa… *hugs Mylene again*&lt;br /&gt;Ana: *laughs* O, anong nangyari diyan? Na-traumatize ba yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos lumapit si Jedyne…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne: Bakit? Anong nangyari diyan kay Hannah?&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: *lumingon pero nakahawak pa rin kay Mylene* Ha? Walaaa…&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne: Ha? Bakit? Nakita mo crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Haaa? *hugs Mylene again* Hindiiiii…&lt;br /&gt;Ana: No. No. She saw something.&lt;br /&gt;Jedyne: What? &lt;br /&gt;Ana: Something…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING… It's for me to know and for you to not find out. JOKE.XP Pero 'wag na nating isipin ang mystery na yan. Hindi naman yan ang dahilan kung bakit ko ikinuwento. Natatawa lang talaga ako sa nagawa ko.XP Hay, 'pag naaalala ko yan, nakuuuuuu… Mas natatawa ako sa sarili ko, kaysa sa nakita ko. Kasi para talaga akong ewan. From a calm and laughing Hannah, bigla akong nataranta't nanlambot… Hahaha… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang lesson ko noong gabing iyon? 'Wag maglaro ng newspaper dance.XP Hahaha… :) Kidding…XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaay… Yay! :) It's Christmas! :) I'm excited! I'm excited to grow as a person and feel God's love again! :) I hope you are, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 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