<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309</id><updated>2011-09-06T21:30:15.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am indichrome. this is the REAL me.</title><subtitle type='html'>i think therefore i am. i think...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>280</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2851855767430305280</id><published>2010-12-10T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T01:56:16.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the confirmation</title><content type='html'>1:40am. i just received a call from pudra. hindi ko alam kung paano niya natunugan na alam ko na yung tungkol kay stepsister pero yun agad ang bungad ng mga tanong niya. i told him the truth na alam ko nang may kapatid ako and that i sent stepsister a message on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;. he kept on saying sorry. i told him he has nothing to worry kasi i feel for my stepsister and i'm happy for what's happening. then he asked me not to tell loreta about it. wala yata siyang plan to tell loreta. for me, partly i find it unfair for loreta pero naisip ko na rin na at this time eh mas okay nang huwag na muna niya malaman. kasi worrier ang nanay ko. sigurado akong iisipin niya yun araw-araw at ikasasama lang ng loob. baka ikaaga pa niya. i just really hope that things will turn out well for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bigla lang akong napaisip. ito siguro ang reason why bigla kong nasumpungang magsulat uli dito six days ago. hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2851855767430305280?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2851855767430305280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2851855767430305280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2851855767430305280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2851855767430305280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2010/12/confirmation.html' title='the confirmation'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-9101678238828137931</id><published>2010-12-10T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T01:46:55.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang buhay kong parang telenovela</title><content type='html'>i dunno what to feel sa nalaman ko just right now. &lt;font size="3" color="red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i have a sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; i just read pudra's post on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; a few minutes ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God knows how much i love the name &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[stepsister's name]&lt;/span&gt; derived from my inspirational sweetheart &lt;b&gt;[stepsister's mom's name]&lt;/b&gt; before and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[pudra's name]&lt;/span&gt;.my life would be frui &lt;br /&gt;tful if u will consider me as a great father when i'gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a hunch na siya yung nababanggit ni loreta dati na anak &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAW&lt;/span&gt; ni pudra sa ibang babae pero never naman akong nagtanong ng details about her kasi feeling ko kahit si loreta eh walang alam na ibang detalye kasi parang nalaman lang rin niya yun as a tsismis. and ayoko lang din siya saktan but i got curious so i logged on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; using my dad's account [yeah i know his username and password on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; since ako ang gumawa ng profile niya] and there i saw their conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[stepsister]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 5:18am Report&lt;br /&gt;hello po...ako po si [stepsister's name], ask ko lang po kung taga [pudra's birthplace] po kayo?at me kilala po ba kayong [stepsister's mom]?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[pudra]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 2:24pm&lt;br /&gt;oo,taga [pudra's birthplace] ako.ilan taon ka na [stepsister's name]?parang kilala ko ang [stepsister's mom].Siya ang mama mo?reply asap.&lt;br /&gt;Sent via Facebook Mobile&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[stepsister]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 8:25pm Report&lt;br /&gt;opo...28 na po ako...si [stepsister's mom] po ang mama ko...nandito po ako sa canada ngayon..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[pudra]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 8:37pm&lt;br /&gt;Iha,[stepsister's name] baka ikaw iyong matagal ko ng hinahanap na anak!!for almost 28 yrs i tried my best to find u but all in vain!i did lost hope that someday i could locate u anak!thru prayers w/ d help of our Lord Jesus Christ finally found you.send ur cellphone no&lt;br /&gt;Sent via Facebook Mobile&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[stepsister]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 8:42pm Report&lt;br /&gt;opo yun nga po ang gusto ko sabihin kasi po nakalagay po sa birth certificate ko na [pudra's name] na taga [pudra's birthplace] po ang tatay ko...gusto ko lang po malaman if ano po itsura nyo and i had never intended po na manggulo...nahihiya naman po ako ke mama na magtanong, respeto ko po yun sknya...mula bata po ako di po ako nagtatanong tungkol po sa inyo at kung bakit di man lang po kayo bumibisita...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[pudra]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 8:44pm&lt;br /&gt;Send me ur cell phone no or ur mamas no. if she has any.i want to talk to her.i missed her too.papa&lt;br /&gt;Sent via Facebook Mobile&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[stepsister]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 8:53pm Report&lt;br /&gt;nandito po ako sa canada ngayon...work po ako ngayon next time na lang po cguro...di po alam ni mama na nakipagcommunicate ko at me ibang family na po sya...yung stepfather ko po ang nagpaaral sa akin, i'll try to fon her &amp; tell her that i had emailed you so she won't be surprised..kau na lang po ang mgbigay ng cp # nyo so i can call u on my days off...thanks po&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[pudra]&lt;/span&gt; December 8 at 9:14pm&lt;br /&gt;Received ur message and thanks God i'm very very happy that finally i found.get in touch iha i want to embrace you ng mahigpit iha anak!i'm so sorry kung hindi man lang kitang nasubaybayan sa paglaki mo.nawala kayo sa Bauang La Union noong hinahanap ko kayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy for my stepsister, especially upon reading her profile status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;of my 28 years of existence, now i've finally found the missing piece of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko kasi yung feeling ng parang hindi ka kumpleto. yung parang a part of you is missing -- sa kanya si pudra and for me eh yung real parents ko. i'm not sure if i already mentioned it here na ampon ako. nagdaan ako sa part ng life ko na nagalit ako sa adoptive parents ko [loreta and pudra] sa hindi ko malamang dahilan. nag-rebelde talaga ako noon. minumura ko sila and wini-wish na mamatay na. as if kasalanan pa nilang ampunin ako at palakihin ng maayos. siguro hindi ko lang alam kung paano at saan ko icha-channel yung galit ko. kasi may mga tanong ako sa isip ko na hindi masagot. kasi hindi ako makapagtanong. kasi partly natatakot akong masaktan ko sila kapag ipinakita ko sa kanilang interested akong malaman kung sino ba ang totoong mga magulang ko. kasi baka isipin nila hindi sapat yung mga ginawa nila for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko mang umiyak sa tuwa for my stepsister na finally eh nahanap na niya yung missing piece ng buhay niya eh i don't feel anything more but be happy for her. to tell you honestly, i don't find a connection sa kanya, yung bang magkaroon ako ng desire na makita siya. siguro kasi nasanay na akong mag-isa. actually medyo napintasan ko pa nga siya and her daughter kasi i was hoping na ka-level ko ang itsura ng stepsister ko harharhar pero malakas ang dugo si pudra kasi kamukha si stepsister ng mga anak ng mga tito't tita ko from my father's side. in short, not so petty :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still decided to send her a message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hi &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[stepsister's name]&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my dad's wall posts with you and I'm happy that you finally met him :) I've heard of your name mentioned by my mom a couple of times na nabalitaan nga nyang may anak na iba si Papa and [stepsister's name] ang name pero she knew nothing about you but your name. I'm just happy to put a face on that name and that you finally got to meet Papa :) I just hope na wala kang kinikimkim na sama ng loob sa Papa natin and that you'll spend the coming days to know him more kasi sobrang bait nya. I dunno why those things happened in the past but I hope we can all move on and focus on the present and the future. Hoping to know you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother (if you'll let me be),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;technobluprint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko lang alam kung paano ko sasabihin kay loreta yung nalaman ko o kung hahayaan ko na bang si pudra ang magsabi sa kanya. i hope she'll take it positively. haaaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-9101678238828137931?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/9101678238828137931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=9101678238828137931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/9101678238828137931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/9101678238828137931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2010/12/ang-buhay-kong-parang-telenovela.html' title='ang buhay kong parang telenovela'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6416286555736910763</id><published>2010-12-04T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T20:03:45.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad days are here again</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i visited you again. this just means one thing -- i'm feeling a little bit sad today. maybe because parang iniaasa ko na naman ang magiging takbo ng araw ko from someone :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met brylle about two months ago at o bar ortigas. cute. he got a killer smile. pinakuha ko lang yung number niya from niño kasi torpe ako sa mga cute guys. we texted a little&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang ina. nag-eemo na naman ako buong araw. maybe tinamaan lang ako sobra kay brylle. sweet kasi. and he's so like my type. cute with killer smile and may sense kausap. but i gotta put things into perspective. he's not into me as much as I am to him. so i gotta make myself realize that and get through this day as i normally would -- alone. sanay na akong lumabas mag-isa, manood ng movie mag-isa, kumain mag-isa since lumaki naman akong only child so ano ba ang dapat kong ipag-inarte? well, maybe gusto ko lang maramdaman uli ung gumigising ako na may messages sa cellphone ko from someone i love saying he/she misses me or how much he/she loves me. yung message na para sa akin lang and not mass-sent. bakit at this time and age na sobrang madaling makakilala ng ibang tao dahil na rin sa &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; eh parang ang ilap naman ng chance ko na maging intimate with someone? i don't think naman na my standards and preferences are high. why?!?!?! sakit sa ulo. tangnashet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6416286555736910763?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6416286555736910763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6416286555736910763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6416286555736910763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6416286555736910763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2010/12/sad-days-are-here-again.html' title='sad days are here again'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-567676934526927849</id><published>2010-11-29T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:37:36.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lelang</title><content type='html'>I just woke up from a dream with tears in my eyes. I dreamed about Lelang, my grandmother who passed away several years ago. We were in a room and she was lying down curled up on a futon just next to the door. There's a bed just next to her so I asked her why she's on a futon when she can go up to the bed where it's more comfortable and so that she won't get hit when someone opens the door. She said that she's ok to be lying down on the futon so I just pulled it away from the door while she's on it. Then we had this conversation:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Sino kaya mag-aalaga sa akin pagtagal-tagal?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Ano ka ba Lelang? Kami po."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then I said again, "I miss you so much." I remember this part vividly. I hugged her and looked to her eyes and kissed her on the cheeks just like what I always did when I see her. She looked straight to me and said, "I'm so proud of you."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up teary-eyed. I wanna go back to sleep hoping that my dream will continue where it stopped but something tells me I shouldn't. My dream was so vivid I can even smell her in my dream.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I miss you Lelang! I miss all of our small adventures when I was a kid and how you spoiled me in your own little way. You will be forever with me. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-567676934526927849?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/567676934526927849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=567676934526927849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/567676934526927849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/567676934526927849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2010/11/lelang.html' title='Lelang'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2647388940242644172</id><published>2009-03-19T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:21:15.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ni-tag mo pa kasi siya kiko :(</title><content type='html'>i just saw his facebook account. he seems happy. i suddenly miss him. actually i always do. i just deny it kahit sa sarili ko. gusto ko maiyak pero para saan pa? :_(&lt;br /&gt;sana talaga masaya siya. he deserves to be happy. pero sana ako rin. i hope i would completely move on and laugh on what i'm writing here now. sana &lt;font size="5" color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;completely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; happy na ako. yung i would honestly say sa sarili ko na naka-move on na ko completely. haaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2647388940242644172?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2647388940242644172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2647388940242644172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2647388940242644172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2647388940242644172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2009/03/ni-tag-mo-pa-kasi-siya-kiko.html' title='ni-tag mo pa kasi siya kiko :('/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-318073046814639700</id><published>2009-03-16T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:57:18.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salamat kay facebook</title><content type='html'>this is the conversation i had with ex [term of endearment namin since magbreak-up kami] na pinaka-love ko sa lahat when it comes to the fondest memories we shared. kanina ko lang siya naisipang i-add sa &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; since alam kong praning siya na malamang bading siya hehehe may common friends/acquaintances kasi kami na kinapa-praningan niya na baka ma-connect na siya yung naku-kwento kong ex ko na kakilala nila kaya as much as possible eh patago yung contact namin.  i'm so proud of this person. he was a biology student nung nakilala ko siya and he's already a doctor now. i believe nag-reresidency na siya sa US now :)&lt;br /&gt;lagi siyang laman ng mga kwento ko sa lahat ng taong nakikilala ko and nakaka-date hehehe&lt;br /&gt;sayang nga lang at putol ung na-capture kong conversation namin, sa facebook chat lang kasi to ang unfortunately wala siyang complete na chat history. *argh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:30pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam mo ba twing may nagpapakwento sa akin, lalo na mga nakakadate ko&lt;br /&gt;lagi ko nakkwento ung araw-araw na pagmi-meet natin sa rob place then movie or dinner after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:30pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ako din&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:30pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos hatid kta senyo na never ko naman nakita haus nyo&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:30pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we practically close sm megamall everynight&lt;br /&gt;and hatid mo nga ko....and you still have to go home sa Alabang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:31pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ung up dil dates natin every sunday&lt;br /&gt;it's so pang katulong hahaha&lt;br /&gt;anong megamall every night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:31pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kala mo kaw lang ha..lagi ka sabit sa kwento ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:31pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tae ka ibang tao yta un hmpf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:31pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman everynight pero diba...kapag nagpunta tau ng megamall....sarado na nasa 4th/5th floor pa tayo&lt;br /&gt;tapos tsaka mo palang ako ihahatid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:32pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah oki&lt;br /&gt;teka nga pala&lt;br /&gt;may nagtanong s akin eh hindi ko nasagot&lt;br /&gt;san tyo sumasakay pag pauwi na papunta senyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:32pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:32pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ba fx tyo lagi nun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:32pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmnnn&lt;br /&gt;hindi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:32pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or bus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:32pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus til mento ata&lt;br /&gt;tapos jeep&lt;br /&gt;kapag late na&lt;br /&gt;kapag early pa, fx ata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:33pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;san tyo nagbubus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:33pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus til mento, ung hindi aircon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:33pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko tlga matandaan hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:33pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus...kse suck mo pa ko one time dun sa dulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:33pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko kasi ung moments natin sa fx&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ang evil mo&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;potek un tlga naalala&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:34pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kse...ung ang first and only outdoor sex ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:34pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet natatawa ako sobra now&lt;br /&gt;nanay ko sbi naloloko na raw ako lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:34pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arn arn did it sa car...pero nasa car&lt;br /&gt;ikaw bus..public transpo...hehe&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;natandaan mo ung nasa palengke tayo...napagkamalan tau bading....tapos humirit ung isa..."hindi siguro...parehong may itsura eh"&lt;br /&gt;i shared a lot of memories with you...&lt;br /&gt;re:pano kung gusto ko maglambing dahil praning bf ko&lt;br /&gt;ok lang...praning din ako...pero pag naman private at naglambing un...patay na!&lt;br /&gt;ok lang, nung una problema...bwsiet ako...pero later ok na. I can't expect to find all the things i want in just a single person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:37pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet corny as it may sound pero medyo naiiyak ako recollecting the good times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:37pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero with him naman, i couldn't ask for more...so ok lang praning siya sa labas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:37pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's nice!&lt;br /&gt;no bad memories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:37pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;except ung sa cubao&lt;br /&gt;bad memories ata un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:38pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ung sa cubao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:38pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ng inuman at makipaglaplapan ako kay benjie ata un&lt;br /&gt;i'll post sa notes mo...iam thinking of something pa...ayoko naman ilagay lahat dun....parang nag out na din ako kapag ginawa ko yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:43pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko n nga naalala ung kay benj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero nakita mo na ba sya now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mukha na syang callboy hahaha ang puti n ng mukha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ex n b kta nung kay benj?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:44pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hind..naging tayo nga dahil dun sa laplapan na yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:44pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dating pa lang tyo nun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:44pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dati pa man...malaki na ang potential nya magmukhang callboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:44pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un ung truth or consequence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:44pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...dating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:45pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya pala mga nakakalaplapan nya dati pa eh may potential naman maging matrona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:45pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may bf ka ba ngaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:45pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikaw lang aaminan ko nito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:45pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano&lt;br /&gt;may gf ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:45pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haays.... hindi pa ako completely nakakamove on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:45pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanino?&lt;br /&gt;ang last ko nakilala is si si ...bogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:47pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si derick&lt;br /&gt;ung last ko&lt;br /&gt;oa pero everyday sumasagi sya sa isip ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:47pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long na? hindi ko kilala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:47pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad trip nga e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:47pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb, tooth blush lang ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:47pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:48pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelan pa kau brak? how long werer u together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:48pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nov 2006 naging kami, nov 2007 nagbreak&lt;br /&gt;isipin mo un, more than 1 yr na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:50pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagal na...bakit? are you dating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:53pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nag-aask out pero hindi na nasusundan hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madalas kasi sex agad eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nawawalan ako ng gana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos at the back of my mind nacocompare ko sila sa last ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos madalas ko pang ginagawa kinukwento kta and him hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so malamang nawawalan din sila ng gana lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:54pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...wala na ba talaga si derek? i mean..have you been talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:55pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may bf n sya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 mos after namin magbreak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:55pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw...&lt;br /&gt;just wait...alam mo naman yan..it will come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:55pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think na he got interested sa bf nya during kami pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photographer nya kasi un sa photoshoot nya dati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagmomodel kasi un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or trying to be one lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:56pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ganun naman talaga...someone always comes along....&lt;br /&gt;hindi na maiiwasan un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:56pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami lng kasing good memories din with him na pati nanay ko hindi nakamove on agad lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:57pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really have to find someone who will commit..kahit na someone comes along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:57pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero now ok naman ako&lt;br /&gt;busy sa work&lt;br /&gt;enjoy kasi ung work e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:57pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onga...so malamang kailangan mo lang ng replacement and you will be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:57pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero weird lng na everyday eh sumasagi sya sa isip ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:57pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;san ka na ba &lt;i&gt;[name ng current company ko]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;and you're doing accounting ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:57pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;not yet&lt;br /&gt;planning to&lt;br /&gt;bka next yr&lt;br /&gt;now french lessons muna ite-take up ko&lt;br /&gt;hhehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:58pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganun naman talaga...ako din kapag single...i cant always get my ex out of my mind..pero kapag dumating na...chupi na ung dati&lt;br /&gt;ang taray&lt;br /&gt;french&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:58pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha tagal nmn ng bagong un lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4:59pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang dami ko nakilala french dito...when i was traveling around...kapag tinatanong mo..."where are you from"...sagot..."frons"....&lt;br /&gt;nung una mapapaisip pa ko...may frons mo ba&lt;br /&gt;france lang pla.&lt;br /&gt;honestly...i never thought you enjoyed when we were together...kase parang lagi ka naman masaya kahit knino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:00pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the fondest memories with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:00pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charing na ung fondest.&lt;br /&gt;mwah mwah! i love you ex!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:01pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed with other people but i'm happy when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi nman kta para pa ikwento sa lahat ng tao kung hindi ko nattreasure ung pinagsamahan natin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:02pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero comment ko lang sa pics mo...hindi talga nagbabago itsura mo. cute mo pa din&lt;br /&gt;kala ko kse ako lang nag treasure&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:02pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the day we broke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:02pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:02pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks sa petron yta un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:02pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received oranges sa starbux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:02pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanda mo pa?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:03pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un nga dpat lagay ko sa notes knina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:03pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagtricycle lng tyo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:03pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero isip na lan gako mas masaya&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;onga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:03pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you remember yung hinatid kta senyo tapos mag humablot ng bonnet mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:03pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onga...hindi mo man lang sinabunutan&lt;br /&gt;ung panaman pinaka expensive ko na bonnet&lt;br /&gt;i remember my bonnet days...kahiya. kadiri&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:04pm&lt;/i&gt; 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Please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;heels*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:04pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaga...naka flat ako nun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:04pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat is down for maintenance. Please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;nagdown ang chat??&lt;br /&gt;Chat is down for maintenance. Please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;narereceive mo msg ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:05pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss talaga kita...i'll see you soonl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:05pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt; is offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:05pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat is down for maintenance. Please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;sabi mo yan ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:05pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt; is online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:05pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang dami ko first sau...&lt;br /&gt;first Bed ko ikaw din may kagagawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:05pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat is down for maintenance. Please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:06pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;t-rex&lt;/b&gt; is offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5:06pm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat is down for maintenance. Please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;ihuhug tlga kta when i see you hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunately habang kasarapan ng kwentuhan eh biglang nag-down ang chat service ng facebook. shet talaga. but i really enjoyed the conversation. i'm really looking forward sa pagbalik niya sa pinas. sigurado akong we'll enjoy our conversations again. siguradong happy memories mapapag-usapan namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited na ko makita ka ex! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-318073046814639700?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/318073046814639700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=318073046814639700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/318073046814639700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/318073046814639700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2009/03/salamat-kay-facebook.html' title='salamat kay facebook'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-352851832149733218</id><published>2009-01-08T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:45:55.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big surprises for '09</title><content type='html'>there are two things that are in my mind nung maisipan kong bisitahin itong blog ko. alam ko naman kasing mapapasulat ako kapag in-open ko itong blog ko. i want to write more this year. bumalik sa dating practice na lahat halos ng naiisip ko eh isulat ko. para malaman ko kung gaano nagpo-progress [or nagre-regress :(] ang buhay ko [more of takbo ng utak ko hehehe]&lt;br /&gt;una, sobrang lungkot ng na-receive kong balita from &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/parang-si-aiza-lang.html"&gt;my super cool boss&lt;/a&gt; last wednesday morning na ililipat na siya ng team. sa sobrang lungkot ko eh umiiyak ako habang sinasabi niya yun sa akin. she's supposed to tell the &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;sad news&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; to our team tomorrow morning pero inuna na raw niya ako since i'll be on a vacation leave until saturday and dahil she promised me na if ever man malilipat siya ng ibang team eh ako raw ang isa sa mga unang makakaalam. i really got sad kasi she became more of a friend to me than a boss. siya yung taong sobrang nagtiwala at sumuporta sa akin. she believes in me so much and i know she loves me as a friend and like a kapatid na rin. i consider her as a mentor. sobrang nalungkot ako kasi mas magiging madalang yung pagkikita namin sa office. siya kasi yung labasan ko ng sama ng loob at iyakan ko kapag malungkot ako. sobrang naging close na rin kami sa office dahil dun. kahit kaninang sinimulan ko itong pagsusulat ng journal ko eh naiyak pa rin ako ng konti kasi siguradong mami-miss ko yung mga pang-aasar niya sa akin halos araw-araw at sa walang sawa niyang pagpapa-alala na linisin ko ang marumi ko RAW na station. haaay... i guess ganun talaga. hindi naman kasi talaga pwedeng habang-buhay eh magkasama kami. iniisip ko na lang na blessing yung pagdating niya sa buhay ko. kasi i realized na i'm fortunate enough pa rin to  cross paths with her. i just hope na someday eh we'll be working closely again soon. siguro nga may mas magandang plans si God for us :)&lt;br /&gt;pangalawang nasa isip ko now is yung pag-uusap namin uli ni kiko. hindi kasi kami nag-uusap since july of last year dahil na rin sa nagawa kong kagaguhan sa kanya. i tried apologizing to him and cried a lot sa nagawa ko sa kanya until i decided na bigyan na muna siya ng space at hindi nagparamdam sa kanya dahil na rin advice ng bugnuting ex-bf niya. yug bugnuting ex-bf ni kiko kasi ang madalas kong nakasama at nakakausap nung hindi na ako kinakausap ni kiko. he told me na bigyan muna ng space si kiko and huwag munang kulitin sa pagso-sorry at baka raw lalo lang magalit. so after kong mag-apologize sa kanya ng sa paraang alam ko eh hindi muna ako nagparamdam kay kiko until i greeted him and apologized to him [again!] sa ym after new year. to my surprise eh sumagot siya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiko&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/1/09 11:58&lt;/i&gt; PM same to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 6:49 AM&lt;/i&gt; di ba sabi mo gagawin mo lahat ng gusto ko para mapatawad kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 6:49 AM&lt;/i&gt; may naisip na ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 6:50 AM&lt;/i&gt; BUZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 6:50 AM&lt;/i&gt; dali at mag aa-out na ko ng 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 6:51 AM&lt;/i&gt; cge next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 6:41 A&lt;/i&gt;M bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 8:24 AM&lt;/i&gt; sorry nakatulog ako nung nag-iim ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2/09 8:24 AM&lt;/i&gt; ano ung dapat kong gawin for your forgiveness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obviously eh hindi kami nagkausap nung nagreply siya. then nung nag-open ako ng ym ko sa isang internet cafe kinagabihan, i saw his reply sa tanong ko, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bilhan mo ako ng laptop&lt;/span&gt;". i don't know if he's just joking or if he's testing how far i'd go to prove kung gaano ako ka-sorry sa kanya. hindi ako maka-isip ng sasabihin sa kanya at that time kaya i decided not to reply to it muna. but after two days, i decided to ask him [sa ym pa rin] if he's serious sa sinabi niya. he told me that it was just a joke and that he's resigning sa company niya. hindi ko na matandaan why hindi kami nakapag-usap ng maayos after that until i decided to check if he is still using the same number by ringing him up [kiko's bugnuting ex-bf told me kasi na kiko changed his number]. nabigla ako nung biglang nag-ring yung phone niya kaya i cancelled the call. then i decided to text him na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[08-Jan-09 17:20]&lt;/i&gt;: Kamusta na? Ito na b uli gnagamit mong number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiko&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[08-Jan-09 19:16]&lt;/i&gt;: Jst woke up. Ok naman last day ko n s &lt;i&gt;[current company ni kiko]&lt;/i&gt; on fri nagresign nko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[08-Jan-09 19:17]&lt;/i&gt;: San k lilipat? Ano plan mo na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiko&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[08-Jan-09 19:18]&lt;/i&gt;: Magin housewife n lng hehe. S &lt;i&gt;[isang big computer company]&lt;/i&gt; nko feb 2 start ng work ko. Usap tau ym later pasok nko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[08-Jan-09 19:25]&lt;/i&gt;: Really? &lt;i&gt;[isang big computer company]&lt;/i&gt;'s a good company. Good to hear ü magkalapit na tyo ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiko&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[08-Jan-09 19:29]&lt;/i&gt;: The fort ako gurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;[08-Jan-09 19:46]&lt;/i&gt;: Nyeks. Ang layo pa. Ano gagawin mo s friday nyt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala pa siya reply from my last text and he's not online yet sa ym kaya all i can do for now is wait. i just hope maging okay na uli kami soon. i really miss his company. God is really great for giving me another chance with kiko :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-352851832149733218?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/352851832149733218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=352851832149733218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/352851832149733218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/352851832149733218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-surprises-for-09.html' title='big surprises for &apos;09'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6446289583265860849</id><published>2008-12-31T18:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:33:23.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pahabol na post for 2009</title><content type='html'>tutal andito na rin naman ako eh post ko na rin itong conversation i had about 10 minutes ago with a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; buddy&lt;i&gt; [na in-add ko lang kasi cute pero never ko pa nakausap until today]&lt;/i&gt; na i will call &lt;b&gt;guy with a sexy geeky smile&lt;/b&gt;. siguro naman my name for him already explains kung ano yung kina-attract ko sa kanya davah hehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;i sent him a message through the instant messaging feature of facebook kasi medyo naapektuhan ako and na-curious na rin sa shout-out niya: &lt;b&gt;guy with a sexy geeky smile&lt;/b&gt; - 2008 is almost at an END! GOOD RIDDANCE to BAD RUBBISH!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:48 pm &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year &lt;b&gt;guy with a sexy geeky smile&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:48 pm &lt;b&gt;guy with a sexy geeky smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good riddance to bad rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:48 pm &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i sense a little bit of bitterness on your greeting dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:49  pm &lt;b&gt;guy with a sexy geeky smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be helped&lt;br /&gt;2008 started bad fer me&lt;br /&gt;loooooooooong story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:50 pm &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully it will end good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:52 pm &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's too good to miss out the good things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:52  pm &lt;b&gt;guy with a sexy geeky smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:52 pm &lt;b&gt;indichrome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just maybe looking at the wrong directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you get pissed off takas ka lang saglit sa manila.&lt;br /&gt;i found out that a short trip really does wonders to a bothered mind&lt;br /&gt;anyway, won't be bothering you anymore. have a happy new year dude&lt;br /&gt;catch you around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:54  pm &lt;b&gt;guy with a sexy geeky smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year, bud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko nung kalagitnaan ng conversation na parang off na naglilitanya ako sa kanya ng kung anu-anong parangal/unsolicited advices kahit hindi naman niya hinihingi at kahit kakausap pa lang namin for the first time kaya ako na nag-cut ng conversation namin and just bid goodbye. siguro lang i just feel bad na feeling ko maganda yung year 2008 for me tapos may ibang taong bad trip pala for 2008.&lt;br /&gt;i just really hope na 2009 will start right and great for him. para naman mas maraming good vibes for 2009 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happy new year again, bitches! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6446289583265860849?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6446289583265860849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6446289583265860849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6446289583265860849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6446289583265860849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/12/pahabol-na-post-for-2009.html' title='pahabol na post for 2009'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8731334581481111116</id><published>2008-12-31T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:08:59.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5" color="red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happy new year, bitches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; hehehe i just want to say thank you sa lahat ng taong naging bahagi ng buhay ko kahit sa mga putang inang gumawa ng masama sa akin at nanakit sa marupok kong damdamin hehehe kunsabagay kung hindi dahil sa mga pinaggagagawa ninyo sa akin eh hindi siguro ako magiging kung ano man ako right now. marami pa naman akong dapat baguhin at ipag-improve sa sarili ko pero i could say na sobrang ang laki ng inilaki ko emotionally dahil sa mga nangyari sa akin this year and from the past years. hindi pa man ako perfect sa lagay kong ito but at least i'm getting there nyahahaha&lt;br /&gt;hindi man ako religious, hindi man ako nagsisimba, masasabi ko pa rin na ang faith ko and love kay God eh buo. i have my own way of having a relationship with him. hindi man siguro tama sa iba na i'm not doing the usual catholic rituals pero i know naman in my heart who my real God is. kesa naman sa iba na simba nga ng simba almost everyday pero hypocrite pa rin :P&lt;br /&gt;ooopsss... napapa-daldal na naman ako dito. ang sabi ko nga lang sa sarili ko eh simpleng pagbati lang ng happy new year ang gagawin ko pero bigla na naman ako napasulat hehehe so i guess i better end this blog with a happy new year shout-out sa lahat ng mga kakilala ko at nagmamahal sa akin [alam ko milyon kayo harharhar] at belated merry christmas na rin tsaka paghingi na rin ng pasensya na bihira na ako nakakapagsulat dito. busy na rin kasi ako ng konti sa personal life ko kahit wala pa akong dyowa hehehe&lt;br /&gt;again, maraming salamat sa love, support and changes you brought to my life! love y'all! [as -m would put it ;P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8731334581481111116?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8731334581481111116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8731334581481111116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8731334581481111116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8731334581481111116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/12/hny.html' title='hny!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8113353267972745783</id><published>2008-11-02T09:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:06:11.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giving back</title><content type='html'>nagpaparamdam lang. all soul's day eh nyahahaha [corny! :P]&lt;br /&gt;na-miss kong magsulat. medyo naging busy lang ako sa personal life ko, maraming pinagkaka-abalahan lately hehehe pero if feels great writing here again. sana matuloy-tuloy ko ito. nakakalimutan kong i-journal ang buhay ko lately. kahit sa starbucks planner ko nakakalimutan ko nang isulat ang mga nangyayari sa akin. [palagi ko kasing dala yung starbucks planner ko kasi hindi naman ako 24/7 connected sa internet no :P] pero i had a nagging voice in my head for the past days asking me to write again. and eto na nga ako :)&lt;br /&gt;nagpunta ako sa cemetery yesterday. pero inabot ako ng around 7pm na yata before makarating kasi nanood pa kami ng movie ni office crushie and ni ursula. ursula is this &lt;i&gt;closetang&lt;/i&gt; teammate namin ni office crushie na palaging nakabakod sa kanya. ang front/way ni bakla eh pakikipagfriends kay office crushie at pagsama sa lahat ng lakad nito. kesehodang taga-malabon pa si ursula at may pasok pa kinagabihan, pupunta siya sa makati or wherever man kapag nagpasama si office crushie. walang tulugan at i'm a slave for you ang drama ni bakla hihihi ursula nga pala ang tawag ko sa kanya kasi isa siyang bardagol na becky hihihi paminta ang bakla pero parang sinisilihan ang pwet kapag nasa paligid si office crushie. oo bitter ako kasi eksenadora siya minsan at masyadong desperada ang dating pero in all honesty, friend ko siya sa office. magkakumpitensya nga lang kami kay office crushie hahaha ang drama ko naman kasi eh pasimpleng pang-aasar kay office crushie hehehe&lt;br /&gt;argh. nawala na ako sa ikinukwento ko. so after nga ng shift ko kahapon eh i went out with my other teammates and had breakfast sa krispy kreme along ayala ave. i went straight to g4 to meet up with office crushie pero ang mall pala eh magbubukas pa ng 12nn. pero blessing in the sky [wehehehe] siya kasi i was able to have breakfast [again!] with office crushie and coffee after.  *kilig*&lt;br /&gt;after a little small talk sa starbucks 6750, we went to sm para bumili ng long-sleeved polos na gagamitin niya sa work [business casual kasi kami sa office]. feeling boyfriend ako na ako yung pumili for him ng mga polos which in the end eh binili naman niya hahaha okay na sana ang lahat ng biglang lumitaw si ursula sa eksena. ang bakla eh may psychic power! hindi pa namin sinasabi kung asan kami [we didn't even told him na nasa sm kami] pero sa sobrang laki ng makati eh natunton niya kung asan kami! feeling sobrang kilala ni ursula si office crushie ng luminya siya ng dalawa lang daw ang alam niyang pupuntahan ni office crushie, bilihan ng polo or ng gamit sa condo [kalilipat lang sa new place ni office crushie at si ursula &lt;b&gt;[AGAIN]&lt;/b&gt; ang pumapel na tumulong sa paglilipat ng gamit ni office crushie]. galing sa mrt ang bakla kaya dinaanan na niya malamang ang sm on his way to glorietta. eh nagkataong andun nga kami. shet talaga hahaha office crushie bought the moss green and pink polos i chose for him. on that note eh talbog si ursula hahaha&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we then went to g4 and checked out the movie schedules. we bought the movie tickets then went to wendy's para samahan si ursula na kumain since hindi pa siya naglu-lunch. i asked them to go with me sa timezone since hindi mahilig ang mga becky sa mga ganung libangan. napa-basketball tuloy kami ng wala sa oras hahaha we played hoops twice then proceeded to the moviehouse to watch &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0970411/"&gt;city of ember&lt;/a&gt;. and what happened inside the movie house was a little bit funny kasi office crushie was in the middle [i was hoping na ako yung nasa gitna para bugnutin si ursula hahaha pero unfortunately eh free seating yung movie house kaya nakaupo agad si ursula sa tabi ni office crushie] and ursula was like leaning towards office crushie and in turn, office crushie leaned towards my direction para maka-distansya ng konti kay ursula. ursula looked a little bit funny and pathetic nung time na yun hahaha ako naman eh pakipot kunyari kaya i leaned away naman kay office crushie hahaha i don't want to give him din kasi the impression na sinasamantala ko yung situation and pampalakas na rin yun ng laban ko kay ursula hahaha [tangna sobrang pathetic ko na rin nyahahaha]&lt;br /&gt;i know medyo magulo yung kwento ko kasi i'm writing everything now as i recall the events hehehe so pagpasensyahan na :P&lt;br /&gt;so after the movie eh office crushie decided to do some paintings to hang on the bare walls of his new apartment. sinamahan namin siya ni ursula na bumili ng gamit sa national bookstore then we headed back to the office para kunin yung ibang materials na pwede niyang magamit for his project. sumama ako para naman makapag-ayos ng konti at mukha na akong eng-eng na pupunta ng cemetery. i fixed myself [brushed teeth, washed face and refreshed a little] then left the office. iniwan ko ang dalawa sa office since si ursula eh pinilit si office crushie na sa office na gawin yung paintings para may kasama naman daw siya. may shift kasi si ursula ng 8pm and wala pa siyang tulog since after ng shift niya earlier that day eh puro biyahe lang yata ang ginawa niya from makati to malabon then back to makati from 5am to 12pm nang magkita nga kami sa sm. as what i said earlier. all in the name of love. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;being nice that he is, office crushie stayed sa office. naka-puntos sa akin si bakla sa drama niyang yun hehehe &lt;br /&gt;so i left the office then proceeded to a street near our office for a quick eb sana when the fucking ugly guy did a one-way on me. pero alam kong siya yung dumaan sa harap ko and since hindi ko rin naman siya feel pang i-meet, i left.&lt;br /&gt;pagdating ko sa cemetery eh dinatnan ko si loreta dun together with my tita. walang ilaw. nanakaw daw yung cable ng kuryente kaya hindi nakapagkabit yung mga taga-sementeryo ng ilaw. tanginang shet. before that eh nawala na yung iron gate na nakapalibot sa libingan ng lola ko dahil may pumutol daw at ibinenta sa junk shop. tangna eh isang sobrang laki kaya nun! argh. paksyet na mga mahihirap na magnanakaw na yan. walang respeto pati sa mga patay.&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes, dumating yung mga pinsan ko na anak ng bunsong kapatid ni loreta. usap ng konti. i felt awkward during the conversation kasi i can't be funny around my cousins. tangna sablay mga hirit ko! waaaaah! siguro lang kasi medyo uncomfortable ako ng konti na sa kanila kasi mature na ang dating nila sa akin and they're all girls. actually mga dalaga na nga sila eh. pero close kami ng mga pinsan ko nung mga bata pa kami na may incident pa ngang tumakas kami [i was 15 yata at that time tapos yung mga pinsan ko eh where like in grade school hehehe] papuntang shangri-la mall para pumunta sa ripley's museum and umikot sa megamall and since we're all underaged eh pagdating namin sa bahay eh nag-aabang ang parents ng mga pinsan ko and si loreta eh super talak kasi muntik na kaming ipa-blotter dahil hindi kami nagpaalam [actually, ako lang ang may pasimuno nun and wala pang muwang sa mundo mga pinsan ko nun hehehe]&lt;br /&gt;so usap-usap nga lang kami nang bigla kong nai-blurt out na i want to go to starbucks. my cousins' eyes suddenly glowed with excitement. parang mga bata uli sila na na-excite nang marinig ang word na starbucks. my tito's eldest daughter [paula] was teasing, at the same time eh nagpaparinig na rin kina loreta, her younger sister [karla] na sa wakas eh makakapunta na rin siya [karla] sa starbucks. i really don't know if that's just a joke or what but both of them seemed very excited sa nasabi ko. so with a very nakakarinding pangungulit from me, paula and karla, loreta gave in sa pamimilit namin na bigyan sila ng money pambili sa starbucks. actually it was just a hundred bucks so ako na nag-shoulder nung rest of our expenses.&lt;br /&gt;on our way to starbucks festival mall, nag-uusap kami ni paula regarding sa kung anong future plans niya. she already graduated nursing kasi and took the nursing exam but failed. so she said na she will be taking it again on march 2009. i asked her how much the whole review thing will cost her [or her parents] and she said it's already about 18,000 pesos! pota, akala ko naman wala pang 10,000 yun! so habang nag-uusap kami eh napa-isip ako kasi i remembered na a few months back before nag-take ng board exam si paula eh nag-text sa akin yung tita ko [which i would never really think she'd do if hindi lang talaga siya gipit kasi medyo mataas pride nun] na nanghihiram ng money para pambayad ni paula for her review. nagkataon namang yun yung time na bumili ako ng macbook ko kay hindi ko siya napahiram. bigla akong tinamaan sa naalala ko. bibihirang humingi ng tulong ang tita ko na sobrang mabait din sa akin pero hindi ko man lang natulungan. so after thinking a little bit, i told my cousin, "sige, ako na ang sasagot ng 8,000 pesos sa pang-board exam mo." halatang nagulat yung pinsan ko and she asked why. i remembered saying, "wala lang, gusto ko lang." pero i've wanted to tell her na i believe in her. i really think na my cousin really needs another chance. and since medyo okay na rin naman ako sa work ko and medyo maluwag naman ang mga gastusin ko, it's my turn to help out a family member. hindi rin naman kasi mapapantayan yung naibigay na tulong ng daddy niya kay loreta and sa buong family na rin kung kailangan. and naging spoiled din naman ako sa tito kong yun nung bata ako. so balik-grasya lang :) ang naging condition ko lang kay paula eh huwag at never niyang sasabihin kay loreta na magbibigay ako ng tulong for her. hindi naman madamot si loreta pero i really think na hindi na rin dapat pang i-announce yung mga ganung bagay. baka magka-inggitan lang between paula and yung ibang family members ni loreta. she agreed to keep it to herself muna and sa parents niya.&lt;br /&gt;pagdating namin sa starbucks eh i ordered two different fraps for them. since hindi comfortable si karla to pick a drink of her own, i chose one for her. i think i got her a mocha frap. paula had a strawberry frap [or whatever it is]. we stayed for awhile, i let them use my laptop to check their friendster profiles then we headed home. on our way home, i somehow felt overwhelmed sa nasabi kong amount na sasagutin ko for paula's board exam. pero alam kong magiging worthy naman yung tulong na ie-extend ko. nakakagulat lang siguro for now kasi now lang ako tutulong sa iba ng ganung kalaki [medyo big deal na sa akin yun since magastos akong tao so hirap din akong mag-ipon] pero iniisip ko na lang na hindi ko dapat pang pag-isipan yung mga ganung klaseng bagay. yun na lang ang christmas gift ko sa sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;kaya malamang eh wala muna akong bagong mga damit for this year hehehe&lt;br /&gt;nananawagan na ako sa mga mabubuting loob na regaluhan na ako ng ganito pa lang kaaga wehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8113353267972745783?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8113353267972745783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8113353267972745783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8113353267972745783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8113353267972745783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/11/giving-back.html' title='giving back'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6392696294002254525</id><published>2008-09-24T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:16:03.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>shet na-miss ko ang mag-blog hehehe&lt;br /&gt;maraming nangyari sa akin for the past few days and weeks na nawala ako dito. maraming nakilalang tao, maraming pinagdaanang experiences, maraming narating na lugar pero somehow feeling ko hindi pa rin malaki ang pinagbago ng buhay ko. maybe i have to expand my horizons more. una tuloy pumapasok sa utak ko eh to go to greece and have the mamma mia! cum for the first time experience hehehe siguro ang sarap manirahan sa greece and fall in love with someone there. haaay... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;medyo sabog ang utak ko right now and as usual bigla akong sinumpong mag-blog kaya nagsusulat ako now.&lt;br /&gt;ano nga ba ang bago sa akin? hmmm... as what i've said earlier feeling ko wala masyado. wala kasing tipong life changing na experience akong naranasan lately eh.&lt;br /&gt;work has ups and downs. had problems with some tsismis sa work pero nalagpasan ko naman yun. i had an officemate who'd rather lie to me and make herself the victim of the events but things later cleared up and everyone realized the mess that she did to all of us. super ok sana yung company ko kung wala lang yung mismong mga empleyado and ex-employees who ruin the experience for other people. shet. and speaking of the employees eh may apple of my eyes akong teammate ko and medyo matagal ko na siyang crush pero sobrang dine-deny ko lang sa iba and sa sarili ko dati yung pagka-crush ko sa kanya hehehe pero dahil pareho yung schedule namin ng lunch and dahil masarap siyang kasama [not to mention he has braces and singkitin siya na sobrang weakness ko sa isang guy! waaahh!!!], i can't help but fall for the guy. he's sobrang mabango, malinis and damn, cute! he's sobrang hotness to the nth level! hehehe actually maraming may crush sa kanya sa office especially this friend of mine who's from another department pero nakikisabay ng 1-hour break sa amin makasama lang si mr. hotness. she has a HUGE crush kay mr. hotness to the point na umamin na siya na may feelings siya kay mr. hotness through text! waaah!! may pagka-desperate move hahaha pero hindi mo masisisi si girl kasi naman eh cuteness naman talaga si mr. hotness. may pagkasuplado nga lang sa ibang tao. [well, nakakatikim din ako ng pagsusuplado niya from time to time hehehe] ang nakakaloka pa eh si girl from another department eh super hottie rin sa office na tipong maraming gustong pumorma sa kanya pero deadma lang siya sa ibang guys dahil naka-focus talaga ang effort niya kay mr. hotness. minsan nga nagluluto siya kuno for me pero si mr. hotness naman talaga ang ipinagluluto niya. may point pa ngang iniyakan niya ako sa phone kasi parang maloloka na siya sa feelings niya kay mr. hotness pero nung ipinagtapat niya yun eh deadma lang siya hahaha hindi ko naman masabi syempre na may feelings din ako kay mr. hotness kasi ayoko masira friendship namin. and hanggang ngayon kasi eh hindi ko mabasa ang utak ni mr. hotness kung bekbek ba siya or not. for me malaki ang chance na bekbek siya pero i'm still giving him the benefit of the doubt na ganun lang siya kumilos kasi laki siya sa lola niya. pero i just feel weird kasi na nakikipagbiruan siya madalas sa akin and madalas kilitiin ko siya or suntukin sa braso or touch his face or arms or neck [putang ina kinikilig ako waaaah!!!] and tease him about his imperfections and he doesn't really mind. he even teases me back. madalas nga kami niloloko sa office [as in kilig moments ito! hahaha] pero he seems not affected by it. meron pa ngang incident na niloko ko siyang amoy tinapay and he asked me what type of bread and i said putok tapos pinaamoy niya sa akin yung armpits niya na sobrang bango! waaahh!! tangna talaga kinikilig ako to relive those moments kasi sobrang nakaka-miss rin yung feeling high school na may crushes hehehe too bad nga lang at nagbago sched namin kaya hindi ko na siya nakakasamang kumain on our 1-hour break or even after shift. haaay... so i guess i just have to wait for the perfect moment na masabi ko sa kanya yung feelings ko kapag sure nga akong bekbek siya. shet sana malaman ko bago ako ma-praning sa kanya lol&lt;br /&gt;ano pa nga bang bago sa akin? hmmm... natupad na ang &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/06/mga-iniisip-ko-ngayon.html"&gt;wish&lt;/a&gt; ko dati na magka-laptop! yey! :D i bought this black macbook, which i upgraded the memory to 4gig, last july as a birthday gift to myself :) i'm loving it sobra! :) may mga struggles lang at first since hindi ako sanay pa dati sa mac os but eventually i got the hang out it. naaadik nga lang ako sobra kasi dala-dala ko na siya everyday sa pagpasok sa work! waaah!!! may nakaw kasi akong wi-fi access sa office kaya dinadala ko para na rin makapag-download ng kung anu-ano and para makapag-poker. and speaking of poker, pota naaadik ako sobra sa poker! waaah!! sobrang naadik ako lately [buti nga nabawasan na] na minsan eh 2 or 3 hours lang ang itinutulog ko dahil sa kalalaro! itinuro ng ex-bf ni kiko sa akin yung game sa facebook and i got hooked kasi ang daming cute people akong nakikita and nakakalaro hehehe kaya rin siguro wala na rin ako time mag-blog dahil sa pesteng poker na yan hehehe&lt;br /&gt;paminsan-minsan eh naiisip ko pa rin yung last ex ko pero siguro ganun lang ako dahil wala pa siyang kapalit sa life ko. shet lang minsan yung naiisip ko na what ifs pero dine-deadma ko na lang hehehe i just hate the idea kasi na iniisip ko pa rin siya from time to time. i feel na hindi na dapat. sana mapagtawanan ko na lang in the future 'tong baliw kong utak hehehe minsan kasi parang naiisip kong i want him back pero alam din ng utak kong hindi na dapat at hindi na rin mangyayari. damn, i just really need to air it out or else nasa utak ko na naman 'tong stupid idea na 'to. magulo i know kasi kahit ako naiirita na minsan hehehe deadma na lang :)&lt;br /&gt;may nakakatawang katangahan nga pala ako lately. on my way to the office last monday night [rest days ko na kasi are tuesdays and wednesdays eh], naiwan ko yung dala-dala kong plastic bag sa bus! laman pa man din nun yung rubber shoes ko [na nag-iisa and in fairness naman mahal siya], jeans [na tipong favorite ko and kahit may iba akong jeans eh yun na lang at iyon ang nakikitang suot ng officemates ko sa akin hehehe], a shirt [nag-iisang white shirt na in fairness eh mahal rin], a short-sleeved polo [requirement sa office for business continuity plan ek-ek nila], my red belt [na love ko rin! shet mahal rin huhuhu] and a box of brownies. dahil naalala ko na lang siya nung pababa na ako ng taxi [sumasakay pa kasi ako ng taxi papunta sa building ng office namin after i get off from ayala edsa], i immediately ran to our office and left my things there [paksyet magpapakamatay siguro ako kung yung laptop ang naiwan ko!] tsaka nagpaalam sa isa kong officemate na i'll run after my things. so i hurriedly rode a taxi and followed the bus along edsa. may nakita akong dela rosa [tatak ng bus na nasakyan ko] so i got off sa may crossing edsa and hinabol ko yung bus but it's not the one i rode [na-recognize ko sa ipinapalabas nila sa tv]. so i got off again and rode another taxi. i planned nung una na hanggang sa may trinoma ko na lang hahabulin and kung wala eh susuko na ako but i realized na tutal andun na naman ako eh sagarin ko na. sa madaling salita eh nagpababa ako sa may monumento. i was thinking na sa malanday pupunta yung bus kasi yun yung natatandaan kong signboard nung bus na naabutan ko sa may crossing pero after waiting for almost 1 hour eh i feeling ko na eh hindi dun yung daanan papuntang terminal nila so sumakay ulit ako ng taxi para magpahatid sa may malanday thinking baka nalagpasan lang ng paningin ko yung mga bus. pagdating ko sa malanday at after kong magtanong sa mga kumakaing kundoktor at drivers dun, tama yung sabi ng taxi driver na nasa may novaliches yung terminal ng dela rosa transit so nagpahatid ako doon sa taxi driver. buti na lang at familiar yung driver sa area and we were able to get to the place within a few minutes. i immediately talked to people in the area and inakyat ko na ring yung buses pero wala akong nakuhang gamit [as what i've been thinking and expecting all along]. i just left my number sa security guard so they can call me if in case they find my belongings then requested the taxi driver to drive me back to monumento so i can get ride back to our office. while in the taxi, i can't help but laugh at what i just did. paksyet nag-field trip ako from far south to far north! waaah!! pinagtawanan na lang namin ng taxi driver yung nangyari and i joked him na buti na lang eh nakasama siya sa field trip ko. pero wala talaga akong maramdaman during that time kundi matawa. kahit nung nakasakay na ako sa bus papuntang office eh ganun pa rin ang nararamdaman ko. at least eh ginawa ko ang lahat ng magagawa ko to get back my things pero ganun talaga eh. inisip ko na lang na mas kailangan ng taong nakakuha yung gamit ko. kahit na na-damage pa ako ng 600+ sa pamasahe sa taxi. hmpf&lt;br /&gt;buti na nga lang pala eh nakapag-loan ako kay loreta ng pambili ng bagong shoes and jeans :)&lt;br /&gt;last saturday morning naman, sumama ako sa outreach program ng company namin sa &lt;a href="http://www.virlanie.org/"&gt;virlanie foundation&lt;/a&gt;. virlanie's an orphanage for street children and children who need a place to call home. medyo malapit sa puso ko yung lugar since i share a little bit of what they are. if not for loreta and pidyong who i call as my own parents, siguro ibang buhay ang tinatahak ko now. and based on the conditions our country has right now, it's most probably not as good as what i have right now. baka nga napahamak na ako. kaya sobrang thankful ako na i have parents to call my own. the virlanie experience is very humbling. my little bro for that day was jademark. the kid was so sweet and playful. he really touched my heart with his little actions. sobrang naramdaman ko yung longing niya for someone na makakalaro and maha-hug. for the short time that i was there eh i felt really lucky with what i have in my life. i learned from jm [palayaw ng little brother ko] na andun din sa foundation yung kuya niya and that dalawa ang nanay at tatay niya. apparently the people who calls tatay and nanay are the social workers/employees of the foundation. i got really touched sa sinabi niya kaya i responded, "and ako naman ang kuya mo." we made 50 kids happy [i hope kahit saglit lang] through the "bring me" game and with some food [1-piece chicken and spaghetti combo ng jollibee] within the program. we also gave them gifts through the wishlist that was distributed sa office a few days before the visit. though hindi ako nakapagbigay ng gift [dahil na rin sa na-short ako sa money] for someone, lahat naman eh naka-receive since all of the names were picked naman by someone [it's not necessarily naman na yung magbibigay eh kelangan pumunta sa orphanage visit kaya yung iba eh ibinili lang ng gift yung inisponsoran nilang bata or yung iba naman, tulad ko, eh time ang ibinigay]. additionally, we also gave the foundation like 6 sacks of rice yata.&lt;br /&gt;after the program and everything was the gift-giving and the saying of goodbyes. i left the orphanage with a heavy heart kasi alam kong the children wants us to stay with them. well, at least for jm. since i let him watch a movie on my ipod touch eh ayaw ng kumawala ng bata sa akin and manood na lang daw kami sa ipod ko. ang hirap hindian ni jm but i had to bid goodbye to him since nakikisakay lang ako sa isa sa mga bosses ng company and yung gamit ko eh nasa sasakyan niya. wala akong itatapon sa experience na yun and i really hope na masundan pa. kung kakayanin ko nga eh i'm planning to sponsor a child sa pagpapa-aral niya. i wish everyone will get a chance to experience what i had, so they'll stop complaining everything about their lives and realize na kahit gaano man kahirap ang buhay nila sa tingin nila eh they're still lucky that they're not in the virlanie kids' shoes.&lt;br /&gt;and for this, i hope kung may makakabasa ng blog ko na 'to eh maisipan niya to help a kid in need or kahit volunteer na lang sa isang orphanage. virlanie's website has provided ways on how you can help. and change a life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6392696294002254525?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6392696294002254525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6392696294002254525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6392696294002254525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6392696294002254525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/09/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7072800874547264583</id><published>2008-09-13T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:44:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>na-miss kita!</title><content type='html'>dumadalaw lang ako sa kaibigang matagal ko nang hindi nabibisita. marami sana akong gustong ikwento syo pero tuwing babalakin kitang bisitahin eh biglang nababago ang plano. siguro mas mabuti na rin yung nanahimik ako ng lagpas isang buwan. na-miss kasi kita bigla eh. maraming nangyari sa akin sa mga nakalipas na linggo and maiku-kwento ko rin yun sayo someday. dumadalaw lang ako para sabihing na-miss kita. na-miss kitang kwentuhan at sumbungan. at sabihan ng mga sikreto ko. dadalaw uli ako sayo soon. in themeantime, matutulog muna ako. 8pm-5am ako mamaya eh. lecheng weekend support kasi yan. shet.&lt;br /&gt;see you soon! na-miss kita sobra!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7072800874547264583?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7072800874547264583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7072800874547264583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7072800874547264583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7072800874547264583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/09/na-miss-kita.html' title='na-miss kita!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2020503719151492408</id><published>2008-07-27T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:40:36.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sana. sana. sana.</title><content type='html'>i have this nagging feeling these past few days na magsumbong ako sa blog ko. i feel low lately kasi. at times, i feel alone. hindi ko alam pero hindi buo yung happiness ko. i smile, i laugh, i make people around me laugh and happy pero minsan kapag ako na lang mag-isa eh i feel alone. i need someone to talk to siguro. yung mga tipong non-sense conversations pero alam mong sa loob mong buo ka pa rin. siguro i miss being with someone lang. na kahit alam kong wala siya sa tabi ko eh akin siya.&lt;br /&gt;ilang beses akong kinukulit ng utak ko na magsulat sa blog ko kasi alam kong lahat dito eh maisusumbong ko. maisusulat ko pero hindi ko pa rin ginawa kasi lately may mga kakilala akong nakakabasa na nito. ayoko lang sigurong mahusgahan na naman ako. kaya malamang ililipat ko na ito ng bagong bahay. para makapagsimula uli ako. masabi ang gusto kong sabihin. para hindi ko maramdamang hinuhusgahan ako.&lt;br /&gt;madaling sabihing okay maging single pero may mga times na mahirap aminin sa sarili na hindi talaga. kasi gustuhin ko mang tumakas sa mundo kung sawa na ako sa mga problema ko sa buhay eh wala naman akong kahawak-kamay na tatakas. nakakapagod na rin kasi minsang tumakas mag-isa. yung tatakas akong walang maghahanap sa akin kundi magulang ko. o minsan nga wala na kasi sana'y na sila sa mga gawain kong pagtakas. nakakapagod at nakakasawa na minsang pilitin ko ang sarili ko sa ibang tao o pilitin ko ang destiny ko with someone. kelan kaya uli ako magiging masaya ng buo?&lt;br /&gt;lately kasi magaan man ang buhay eh marami pa rin akong what if's sa utak ko. mga bagay na iniisip na sana nangyari at sana hindi nangyari. sana hindi ko ginawa yun kay kiko. sana kami pa rin. sana masabi ko sa sarili kong masaya talaga ako. sana iisang tao lang ang nakaka-sex ko. sana mahanap ko na siya. sana. sana. sana.&lt;br /&gt;sana masabi kong masaya talaga ako. sana mapatawad ako ni kiko sa nagawa ko :(&lt;br /&gt;magulo itong blog ko. magulo kasi utak ko. nagsusumbong lang ako. para mailabas ko lahat ng nasa utak ko. magulong kaisipan. kailangan ko ng kausap. yung tipong tatawa lang kami buong araw. yung malaya akong makakatawa at makakapagsabi ng lahat ng gusto kong sabihin. medyo nakakapagod na rin kasi yung umalis tuwing linggo at maglaro lang ng tekken sa greenbelt tuwing linggo. nakakasawa na yung routine ko every week. nakakatakot nang nagiging masaya lang ako kapag nasa trabaho ako. kasi nakakapagpasaya ako ng ibang tao. pero ako sa sarili ko hindi ko mapasaya ang sarili ko. hindi ko alam kung bakit. or maybe alam ko pero gulo lang sobra ang utak ko now. nakakatawang nagty-type ako ng tuloy-tuloy ngayon at hinahayaan kong lang na mga daliri ko ang magsabi ng talagang gusto kong sabihin.&lt;br /&gt;putang ina wala na akong pakialam kung ano man ang isipin at sabihin at ipagkalat ng taong nakakabasa nito. sana i won't feel hollow sa mga susunod na mga araw. nakakatawang everything flows smoothly sa labas pero ang loob ko lito. sana mawala na itong nararamdaman kong ito soon. kasi i know i deserve to be happy. except sa i deserve to be punished sa nagawa ko kay kiko.&lt;br /&gt;kiko, i'm really really sorry. binabagabag ako ng utak ko ngayon and hindi ako matahamik sa nagawa ko syo. alam ko tang ina ako at gago pero pinagsisisihan ko na yung nagawa ko sayo. iniyakan na kita hanggang sumakit na ang mga mata ko sa kaiiyak at wala akong pakialam kahit nakita ako ng mga officemates and boss ko na umiiyak ako sa office kasi i really deserve to be in pain. sana someday mapatawad mo ako. it hurts na i hurt you and wala akong mapagsabihan na kahit na sino kasi sobrang natatakot akong mahusgahan sa nagawa ko. i deserve it but i'm afraid of the consequences, of the judgement. basta sorry. hindi ko alam kung paano ko sasabihin sayo how sorry i am but sana maramdaman mo un. ngayon lang tayo nag-away ng ganito kaya hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin ko na. i treat you as a brother and it hurts betraying you. i'm really really sorry. sana someday mapatawad mo ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2020503719151492408?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2020503719151492408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2020503719151492408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2020503719151492408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2020503719151492408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/07/sana-sana-sana.html' title='sana. sana. sana.'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4158714155678865583</id><published>2008-06-24T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:27:32.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>entangled in the flavors of alanis</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SGERfpe2b6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/YsuY7ARypGM/s1600-h/flavors+of+entanglement+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SGERfpe2b6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/YsuY7ARypGM/s400/flavors+of+entanglement+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215469078880612258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SGERgag-VVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/CWbqMNYiIUU/s1600-h/flavors+of+entanglement+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SGERgag-VVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/CWbqMNYiIUU/s400/flavors+of+entanglement+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215469092042855762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SGERhdnT6cI/AAAAAAAAAxE/WFZapIQCraU/s1600-h/flavors+of+entanglement+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SGERhdnT6cI/AAAAAAAAAxE/WFZapIQCraU/s400/flavors+of+entanglement+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215469110054611394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may flavors of entanglement na ko! yipeee!!! na-kunsensya rin yung officemate ko harharhar :P&lt;br /&gt;medyo naninibago pa ako sa bagong album ni alanis [unlike jagged little pill na i immediately fell in love with it] but i know hindi magtatagal na kaaadikan ko rin yung bagong album niya [like i'm gonna play it all day long] kasi it's an album of pain, moving on, and finding yourself again. shet nakaka-relate ako!!! waaaaahh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4158714155678865583?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4158714155678865583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4158714155678865583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4158714155678865583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4158714155678865583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/06/entangled-in-flavors-of-alanis.html' title='entangled in the flavors of alanis'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SGERfpe2b6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/YsuY7ARypGM/s72-c/flavors+of+entanglement+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6969766198876654379</id><published>2008-06-23T08:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T01:49:22.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beauty in frank</title><content type='html'>since hindi ako makalabas ng bahay dahil sa lakas ng bagyong frank, i just decided to take pictures sa bakuran namin para naman may mapaglibangan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73QvmyFPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/lgKiKzqI7SE/s1600-h/frank+flood+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73QvmyFPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/lgKiKzqI7SE/s200/frank+flood+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214877285570712818" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73QjM2i8I/AAAAAAAAAvE/6m0lYfNb8Wg/s1600-h/frank+flood+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73QjM2i8I/AAAAAAAAAvE/6m0lYfNb8Wg/s200/frank+flood+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214877282240728002" width="115" height="153"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73Q8TQ7mI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XwzFC4X9VWc/s1600-h/frank+flood+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73Q8TQ7mI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XwzFC4X9VWc/s200/frank+flood+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214877288978509410" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73RAgwkFI/AAAAAAAAAvU/RNMqedpZtJI/s1600-h/frank+flood+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73RAgwkFI/AAAAAAAAAvU/RNMqedpZtJI/s200/frank+flood+04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214877290108850258" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you would see, bumabaha sa harap at likod ng bahay namin, which makes it harder to go out. effort kung aalis ako habang malakas ang ulan since hindi ako nagdadala ng payong when i go out so wala akong magagawa kundi maghintay na tumila ito. yung likod-bahay namin eh binabaha rin but thank god hindi pumapasok sa loob ng house. partida nang may dalawa kaming puno ng mangga [kalabaw and indian mango trees na sobrang tamis kapag namunga! :D] pero binabaha pa rin kami. i wish mas mayaman ako para maipaayos ko yung drainage system namin sa likod-bahay. or para mapa-semento ko na lang para instant swimming pool siya kapag tag-ulan wehehehe&lt;br /&gt;but however strong a rain [or a storm, for that matter] is, i still have this special attachment/strong feelings towards rain. i love walking under the rain. kung hindi ko lang iniisip minsan na magkakasakit ako o mababasa ang gamit ko eh i won't mind walking under the rain. ang sarap ng feeling ng ulan sa katawan. liberating. freeing. it feels good inside. don't ask me why, i just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF78205Th2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/POcjqxox9iY/s1600-h/flowers+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF78205Th2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/POcjqxox9iY/s200/flowers+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214883437383747426" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF782xGOHPI/AAAAAAAAAvk/WsgnIH9-6zA/s1600-h/flowers+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF782xGOHPI/AAAAAAAAAvk/WsgnIH9-6zA/s200/flowers+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214883436364176626" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF783ORp1XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/h1X5D-d8lt4/s1600-h/flowers+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF783ORp1XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/h1X5D-d8lt4/s200/flowers+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214883444196758898" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF783J0LeWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/TsvQriiLuDc/s1600-h/flowers+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF783J0LeWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/TsvQriiLuDc/s200/flowers+04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214883442999392610" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF783HgabHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/5TwDrpym-yU/s1600-h/flowers+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF783HgabHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/5TwDrpym-yU/s200/flowers+05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214883442379615346" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nUT4YFaI/AAAAAAAAAwE/bpWty6Jf0uo/s1600-h/flowers+06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nUT4YFaI/AAAAAAAAAwE/bpWty6Jf0uo/s200/flowers+06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215070860894279074" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nU7z17eI/AAAAAAAAAwM/PLD1l8l_XVM/s1600-h/flowers+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nU7z17eI/AAAAAAAAAwM/PLD1l8l_XVM/s200/flowers+07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215070871612681698" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nVJ4K8AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ExEZ0-c2Gi0/s1600-h/flowers+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nVJ4K8AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ExEZ0-c2Gi0/s200/flowers+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215070875388932098" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nVV__NYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/zfmS6a_iahM/s1600-h/flowers+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nVV__NYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/zfmS6a_iahM/s200/flowers+09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215070878642943362" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nVXPIDdI/AAAAAAAAAwk/BSAeucABwcc/s1600-h/flowers+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-nVXPIDdI/AAAAAAAAAwk/BSAeucABwcc/s200/flowers+10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215070878974873042" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-uDKQCLzI/AAAAAAAAAws/XxonbOSg7s0/s1600-h/flowers+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF-uDKQCLzI/AAAAAAAAAws/XxonbOSg7s0/s200/flowers+11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215078262832770866" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to celebrate the beauty of rain, i took some pictures ng mga bulaklak sa bakuran namin. they remind me na beautiful things still grow and bloom even on the hardest environment. minsan kasi, sa bilis ng buhay natin and sa dami ng mga ginagawa natin nakakaligtaan natin na huminto saglit and reflect what we really want in life and see and &lt;font color="red" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;realize&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; how beautiful life is kahit na ano pa mang nangyayari sa buhay natin. all we have to do is keep our eyes open :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6969766198876654379?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6969766198876654379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6969766198876654379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6969766198876654379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6969766198876654379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/06/beauty-in-frank.html' title='the beauty in frank'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SF73QvmyFPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/lgKiKzqI7SE/s72-c/frank+flood+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8412494224454431730</id><published>2008-06-20T06:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T07:58:15.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga iniisip ko ngayon</title><content type='html'>wala akong masyadong ginagawa right now. ang station managers na usual callers namin eh mga tulog yata. 1 hour and 12 minutes to go na lang before my shift ends and yet wala pa yatang 30 minutes ako nakipag-usap sa phone. medyo boring 'tong araw na ito. well, lately naman ganito. medyo nagkakatension lang sa office minsan dahil sa putang inang mga tsismis na kumakalat about me [ang sabi nga ni -m eh ako ang 'it' girl of the moment lol] but other than that eh wala na. ayoko na lang patulan ang mga kumakalat na isyu about me at baka mas sumikat pa ako &lt;em&gt;harharhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya minsan kapag wala akong ginagawa eh nakakatulog ako sa station ko and hindi lang iisang beses nakita, nasita, napagalitan at nahambalos ako ng cool boss ko about it hehehe [well, i try naman na kulitin ang tao sa paligid ko para magising pero sadyang inaantok lang talaga ako minsan. pasensya naman hmpf] so para mas lalo ko pang libangin ang sarili ko eh winiwili ko na ang sarili ko lately na mag-surf online [kahit restricted dahil nakaka-apekto daw sa network bandwidth usage ng office. paksyet ang oa! naturingan pa man ding top 5 company! hmpf!], mag-take ng pictures ng anu-ano at sinu-sino [na minsan eh kina-iiritahan na ng officemates ko dahil camwhore to the nth level ako], mag-isip ng isusulat sa blog ko [struggle ko to lately kasi may starbucks journal din akong sinusulatan ko. idagdag pa yung notes ko sa ipod touch ko], makinig ng songs sa ipod ko [pakinangsyet! out na ung bagong album ni alanis na &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Flavors-Entanglement-Alanis-Morissette/dp/B0016AJU2C/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1213916533&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;flavors of entanglement&lt;/a&gt;! gusto ko na siyang bilhin pero yung syet ko na officemate nag-promise na sa akin na siya ang bibili kaya hindi ko binibili! &lt;em&gt;[sayang kasi sa pera hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; tapos nalaman ko na lately deadma na siya na huwag bilhin hmpf! &lt;em&gt;[in fairness naman sa kanya eh naghanap kami last week sa tower records glorietta but the female attendant was stupid to answer our inquiries. binugnot lang kami nung officemate ko hehehe]&lt;/em&gt;] or write on my journal [na puro anik-anik ang naka-tape na remembrance from some events in my life. be it a pack of sugar from krispy kreme or a deposit tag sa isang mall malapit sa village namin, pinapatulan kong idikit doon hehehe]. but i guess i really have to lessen my eating habits kasi inaatok lang naman ako usually pagkatapos kumain hehehe pero kung hindi naman ako kakain, wala na naman ako gagwin, thus, aantukin naman ako! potang ina, wala na akong kalalagyan! hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is driving me nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFxDxZTaJbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/N4hGjIDpjSE/s1600-h/inspiration.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFxDxZTaJbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/N4hGjIDpjSE/s400/inspiration.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214116984473134514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet makukuha rin kita soon! waaaaahh!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8412494224454431730?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8412494224454431730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8412494224454431730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8412494224454431730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8412494224454431730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/06/mga-iniisip-ko-ngayon.html' title='mga iniisip ko ngayon'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFxDxZTaJbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/N4hGjIDpjSE/s72-c/inspiration.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5333217221189636925</id><published>2008-06-16T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T07:52:39.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagaytay in 4 hours [bitin!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;tagaytay adventure with kim, my bestfriend back in college. sunday. 430pm na nakarating ng tagaytay. natagalang umalis yung van na sinakyan namin. starbucks until around 7pm. teresa's [my fave resto in tagaytay!] until around 8pm. went home. she slept over sa house. i missed the bonding and the stories. na-miss ko rin ang tagaytay sobra! hope to be there again soon! [at sana mas matagal and mas marami pang places na mapuntahan :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoPazb3cI/AAAAAAAAAsM/PyNc1E7z8KI/s1600-h/tagaytay+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoPazb3cI/AAAAAAAAAsM/PyNc1E7z8KI/s200/tagaytay+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890445295377858" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoPrm6KlI/AAAAAAAAAsU/mq7QxMVTUg0/s1600-h/tagaytay+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoPrm6KlI/AAAAAAAAAsU/mq7QxMVTUg0/s200/tagaytay+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890449806240338" width="115" height="153"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoPzTyN1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/W9N6kYFz2DQ/s1600-h/tagaytay+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoPzTyN1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/W9N6kYFz2DQ/s200/tagaytay+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890451873511250" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfon6iRmUI/AAAAAAAAAs8/iDk5Z84hm0s/s200/tagaytay+07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890866130196802" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfooCXdYBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/g2Og_DIrkTI/s1600-h/tagaytay+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfooCXdYBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/g2Og_DIrkTI/s200/tagaytay+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890868232314898" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfooET8sxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/FnOJwSNrl_E/s1600-h/tagaytay+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfooET8sxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/FnOJwSNrl_E/s200/tagaytay+09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890868754461458" width="115" height="153"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoobVtjaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/R7Qyabo_wJ0/s1600-h/tagaytay+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoobVtjaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/R7Qyabo_wJ0/s200/tagaytay+10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890874935872930" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuNaNomDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RRpb2ANRzLk/s1600-h/tagaytay+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuNaNomDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RRpb2ANRzLk/s200/tagaytay+11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212897007846856754" width="115" height="153"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuN3QoaeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/BmH2Ylvs5XU/s1600-h/tagaytay+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuN3QoaeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/BmH2Ylvs5XU/s200/tagaytay+12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212897015644056034" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuOL6kkbI/AAAAAAAAAts/73dwq06PM5k/s1600-h/tagaytay+13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuOL6kkbI/AAAAAAAAAts/73dwq06PM5k/s200/tagaytay+13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212897021188673970" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuOfvW5qI/AAAAAAAAAt0/vFet8KqnLPE/s1600-h/tagaytay+14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuOfvW5qI/AAAAAAAAAt0/vFet8KqnLPE/s200/tagaytay+14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212897026510349986" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuOi3Q12I/AAAAAAAAAt8/I5_6TdPK7a8/s1600-h/tagaytay+15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfuOi3Q12I/AAAAAAAAAt8/I5_6TdPK7a8/s200/tagaytay+15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212897027348813666" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv8uhvKKI/AAAAAAAAAuE/eA_3NuFtS-w/s1600-h/tagaytay+16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv8uhvKKI/AAAAAAAAAuE/eA_3NuFtS-w/s200/tagaytay+16.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212898920265361570" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv89WH2iI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mjOgD7m2Cuw/s1600-h/tagaytay+17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv89WH2iI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mjOgD7m2Cuw/s200/tagaytay+17.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212898924243180066" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv9SmMqtI/AAAAAAAAAuU/8nl7_JkLehk/s1600-h/tagaytay+18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv9SmMqtI/AAAAAAAAAuU/8nl7_JkLehk/s200/tagaytay+18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212898929947749074" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv9pkC-QI/AAAAAAAAAuc/IYW80TUR-Mc/s1600-h/tagaytay+19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv9pkC-QI/AAAAAAAAAuc/IYW80TUR-Mc/s200/tagaytay+19.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212898936112740610" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv-I2avEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/QK0t0ivGe_A/s1600-h/tagaytay+20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfv-I2avEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/QK0t0ivGe_A/s200/tagaytay+20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212898944511294530" width="153" height="115"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5333217221189636925?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5333217221189636925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=5333217221189636925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5333217221189636925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5333217221189636925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagaytay-in-4-hours.html' title='tagaytay in 4 hours [bitin!]'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SFfoPazb3cI/AAAAAAAAAsM/PyNc1E7z8KI/s72-c/tagaytay+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-1290092740452478482</id><published>2008-06-05T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:43:31.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;lttags&amp;gt</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-XeTuogI/AAAAAAAAAqs/KtrBIHNXcU0/s1600-h/bhs+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-XeTuogI/AAAAAAAAAqs/KtrBIHNXcU0/s320/bhs+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208270435815170562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonifacio high street. krispy kreme. officemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-X3iPhvI/AAAAAAAAAq0/F4VTO7qvdno/s1600-h/chimara+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-X3iPhvI/AAAAAAAAAq0/F4VTO7qvdno/s320/chimara+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208270442586932978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-X8yH3qI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XoJBBscdd9g/s1600-h/chimara+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-X8yH3qI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XoJBBscdd9g/s320/chimara+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208270443995717282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-YIF8FeI/AAAAAAAAArE/1SJgP9-idYQ/s1600-h/chimara+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-YIF8FeI/AAAAAAAAArE/1SJgP9-idYQ/s320/chimara+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208270447031621090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;california kani roll without cucumber. tofu chips. iced tea. chimara. gb3. sex and the city. officemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-YfWgjkI/AAAAAAAAArM/GY7Qj4M20uY/s1600-h/capoeira+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-YfWgjkI/AAAAAAAAArM/GY7Qj4M20uY/s320/capoeira+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208270453275135554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB2n23unI/AAAAAAAAArU/-uz5LwjRfQ8/s1600-h/capoeira+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB2n23unI/AAAAAAAAArU/-uz5LwjRfQ8/s320/capoeira+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208274269489314418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB2wkrimI/AAAAAAAAArc/DccXc2rzIWQ/s1600-h/capoeira+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB2wkrimI/AAAAAAAAArc/DccXc2rzIWQ/s320/capoeira+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208274271828937314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB3TWiNjI/AAAAAAAAArk/PSMJF_AYyeA/s1600-h/capoeira+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB3TWiNjI/AAAAAAAAArk/PSMJF_AYyeA/s320/capoeira+04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208274281164846642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB3iPchwI/AAAAAAAAArs/UZoiORSCwZM/s1600-h/capoeira+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB3iPchwI/AAAAAAAAArs/UZoiORSCwZM/s320/capoeira+05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208274285161645826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB391dWHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/gAk1xG6Zi-w/s1600-h/capoeira+06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeB391dWHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/gAk1xG6Zi-w/s320/capoeira+06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208274292568840306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeGT1ShRuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/57yA-e1lZog/s1600-h/capoeira+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeGT1ShRuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/57yA-e1lZog/s320/capoeira+07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208279169357661922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeGTzqkcyI/AAAAAAAAAsE/KM7bbVl4Jhg/s1600-h/capoeira+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEeGTzqkcyI/AAAAAAAAAsE/KM7bbVl4Jhg/s320/capoeira+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208279168921662242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;capoeira. gb3. hot guys. hot bodies. kiko. timezone. bugnuting bf ni kiko. reyes barbecue. gb1. home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-1290092740452478482?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1290092740452478482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=1290092740452478482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1290092740452478482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1290092740452478482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/06/bonifacio-high-street.html' title='&amp;lttags&amp;gt'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SEd-XeTuogI/AAAAAAAAAqs/KtrBIHNXcU0/s72-c/bhs+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-19709978875380056</id><published>2008-05-30T07:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:46:22.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mayaman na sana ako [kung kumikita lang ako sa pangangarir]</title><content type='html'>after my friday shift [tapos ng work ko is saturday 7am], i waited in the office until around 1130am kasi i have an eb sa trinoma. i was supposed to meet up &lt;strong&gt;writer guy&lt;/strong&gt; at 1pm but i met up with this &lt;strong&gt;biglaang eb guy&lt;/strong&gt; first. biglaang eb guy texted me kasi asking kung asan daw ako so i replied na nasa office and it happened na malapit lang ang area niya. since bored ako and walang ginagawa sa office, i went to his place and the biglaang eb became biglaang seb. after the quickie, i rode the mrt to go to trinoma and met up with writer guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD85VyZV1KI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kzHBef4vJ94/s1600-h/smairu+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD85VyZV1KI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kzHBef4vJ94/s200/smairu+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205942740731679906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD85WSZV1LI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n9MqsCsHKH0/s1600-h/smairu+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD85WSZV1LI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n9MqsCsHKH0/s200/smairu+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205942749321614514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch with writer guy [ako lang actually ang kumain] sa smairu trinoma [my favorite japanese resto so far!]. we talked for awhile then i made an excuse na i'll be watching &lt;a href="http://www.indianajones.com/site/index.html"&gt;indiana jones and the kingdom of the crystal skull&lt;/a&gt; kaya hindi ako makakasama sa condo niya na malapit lang daw sa trinoma. actually nagdahilan lang ako kasi hindi ko siya trip ka-sex [malamang dun din ang punta nun kapag sumama ako sa kanya no] pero i decided to watch the movie na rin. the movie is a so-so, siguro kasi ang taas ng expectations ko since harrison ford and cate blanchett ang lead stars and steven spielberg directed the film. nakukulangan ako sa action sequences and i feel na parang mabagal nang kumilos si indy [well, dahil matanda na rin naman siya hehehe]&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, i went to the restroom to pee and a young-looking guy/kid was looking at me and i looked back at him. i sensed na he was with this kinda old gay guy na feeling ko eh financier/dyowa niya. biglang nagparamdam yung young-looking guy sa akin immediately after the old gay guy went out of the restroom. medyo patakas yung pag-uusap namin then kinuha ko yung contact number niya. nawindang naman ako sa kanya nang bigla siyang pumunit ng isang brown envelope at isinulat yung number niya. kamusta naman yun di ba?! it's so old school. parang kagagaling lang niya sa pag-eenrol sa school hehehe nagulat akong natatawa sa eksenang yun.&lt;br /&gt;at ayon sa papel, his name is gerald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD85oCZV1MI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bO1YRQ_suG4/s1600-h/number.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD85oCZV1MI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bO1YRQ_suG4/s320/number.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205943054264292546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dahil nga alam kong wala akong gagawin after the movie, i texted jayvee before the screening ng indiana jones na magkita kami. it was before 3pm and um-oo ang bakla. at habang nanonood ako ng movie eh ka-text ko pa rin ang bakla dahil alam kong sobrang kupad niyang kumilos. pero dahil sa philcoa lang siya nakatira eh feeling ko naman eh hindi aabot ng 2 hours ang ibi-byahe niya papuntang trinoma. pero natapos na ang movie at nakapangarir na ako sa restroom pero wala pa rin ang bakla! ang pota eh pinaghintay ako until 7pm! peste talagang bakla yun! hmpf! sobrang bugnot na bugnot ako sa paghihintay dahil palagi na lang siyang late at puro pagdadahilan pa ang naririnig ko sa kanya. hiritan ba naman ako ng bakla na hindi naman daw kasi siya ang nagdi-drive ng jeep?! leche talaga! pero wala naman akong magagawa kundi maghintay kahit i kept on threatening him na iiwan ko na siya at imi-meet ko lang lang si kiko sa greenhills. sa madaling salita, naghintay pa rin ako para sa kanya. wala na akong magagawa, talamak na talaga ang pagiging late ni bakla at tanggap na namin yun 48 years ago. nakaka-bwisit lang talaga minsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD89xCZV1NI/AAAAAAAAAqc/wE1gFlvQ1i8/s1600-h/jayvee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD89xCZV1NI/AAAAAAAAAqc/wE1gFlvQ1i8/s200/jayvee.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205947606929626322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD89xSZV1OI/AAAAAAAAAqk/SrjrBOx8Pv4/s1600-h/trinoma+fountain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD89xSZV1OI/AAAAAAAAAqk/SrjrBOx8Pv4/s200/trinoma+fountain.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205947611224593634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treated jayvee coffee sa starbucks since medyo maliit ang sweldo niya sa bago niyang work [na sa claim ni bakla eh masaya naman daw siya. so support na lang kami nina kiko sa kanya]. jayvee left by 8pm kasi may work pa siya ng 9pm. gusto ko pa sana gumala after that pero hindi na kaya ng utak ko. hinihila na ako ng antok. but wait, there's more! biglang nag-text ang super crush ko! si stand-up comedian guy! si stand-up comedian guy is this super hot na guy na nagpe-perform sa ilang comedy bars around the metro. but he's not your typical comedian kasi this guy's really hot! he's around 5'6-5'7 yata with athletic body, great skin, great smile [with braces! yum!], GREAT eyes, cute face. hindi mo siya mapapagkamalang stand-up comedian kasi he looks different from everyone else [no offense meant for other stand-up comedians pero kasi usually kapag sa gay comedy bars sila nagwo-work, ang typical na itsura nila eh in drag or funny-looking]. so bigla nagising ang utak ko sa text niya and we decided to meet up sa place niya. in short, i went from trinoma to pasay for sex. weird nga lang at pa-takas kami kasi at any monument eh baka dumating si bf niya. he lives with his bf sa isang condo sa pasay. and pinababantayan daw siya sa mga kapitbahay nilang tsismosa. [so i bet may history na ang bakla hehehe] i just grabbed the chance to meet and experience [harharhar] him kasi bibihira lang siyang mag-text. at baka hindi na mangyari yung opportunity na yun. sayang naman hehehe nakikinig lang ako sa sabi ng iba na opportunity knocks only once *grins*&lt;br /&gt;after sex, usap lang kami konti [where i found out na ex DAW niya yung crush ko dati na nakikita ko sa &lt;a href="http://www.bed.com.ph"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; na cute guy na may porsche na sports car pero boses pekpek naman hehehe] then i made my way home. pagdating ko ng house bagsak ako sa kama at ni hindi ko na nga nakayang magbihis ng damit pantulog. ikaw ba naman ang daigin mo pa si curacha sa pangangarir. syet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-19709978875380056?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/19709978875380056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=19709978875380056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/19709978875380056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/19709978875380056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/mayaman-na-sana-ako-kung-kumikita-lang.html' title='mayaman na sana ako [kung kumikita lang ako sa pangangarir]'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD85VyZV1KI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kzHBef4vJ94/s72-c/smairu+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8109332679040820772</id><published>2008-05-24T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:41:14.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shuffle lang?!</title><content type='html'>*kring* *kring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-11 representative&lt;/strong&gt;: good morning, sir! so nakita ninyo na po ba yung resibo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt;: oo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-11 representative&lt;/strong&gt;: so ano na po yung receipt number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt;: 11****!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD36aSZV1JI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Ijo5XWKn-TQ/s1600-h/7-11+receipt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD36aSZV1JI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Ijo5XWKn-TQ/s320/7-11+receipt.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205592073831830674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-11 representative&lt;/strong&gt;: tama po! sir i wanna inform you na nanalo po kayo ng ipod shuffle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt;: ah okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-11 representative&lt;/strong&gt;: bakit parang hindi po kayo masaya? parang hindi kayo excited na nanalo kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt;: huh? ehhh... i was expecting kasi na macbook yung pananalunan ko o ipod touch man lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-11 representative&lt;/strong&gt;: ipod shuffle pa rin po yun sir! at least nanalo po kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt;: ah okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ibinigay ni 7-11 representative yung details how to claim my prize. i really sound uninterested kasi sobrang hoping ako na macbook yung pananalunan ko. ang tagal ko na kasing gustong bumili ng bagong computer pero wala pa akong means. happy naman ako [actually hindi rin, thankful lang hehehe] na nanalo ako sa text raffle ng &lt;a href="http://www.seven-11.com.ph"&gt;7-11&lt;/a&gt;. plano kong ibenta na lang siya para may extra cash naman ako, may ipod touch na naman kasi ako eh hmpf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8109332679040820772?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8109332679040820772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8109332679040820772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8109332679040820772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8109332679040820772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/shuffle-lang.html' title='shuffle lang?!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SD36aSZV1JI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Ijo5XWKn-TQ/s72-c/7-11+receipt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3026728659251757182</id><published>2008-05-19T07:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:38:48.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sana nagpa-cheeseburger na lang ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SDDC6IANkKI/AAAAAAAAApU/Y78ZIVf7MqY/s1600-h/grafitti+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SDDC6IANkKI/AAAAAAAAApU/Y78ZIVf7MqY/s320/grafitti+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201871873449496738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako yan. wrath of an asshole took my pic. he was my date last night. we met at &lt;a href="http://www.guys4men.com"&gt;g4m&lt;/a&gt; about a month ago [can't remember exactly when]. he sent me a message asking if i wanna meet up with him when he goes to manila for a vacation. he's studying and staying kasi [his family's from davao] in zamboanga and he went here sa manila [technically sa makati, probinsyanos call the whole of ncr naman kasi as manila, no offense meant :P] to spend vacation with his friends. we met up at gb3. i was late [nothing new] and used the excuse na sobrang traffic [mas lalong walang bago dun hehehe] kaya bumawi na lang sa dinner. sagot ko, sabi ko. actually napag-usapan na naman namin yun before we met na ako na ang sasagot ng dinner namin since he came from galera earlier that day and naubos na niya ang money niya dun. understandable naman and okay lang din since i really wanna go out with someone last night and may extra money pa naman ako. niyaya ko siya sa kitchen [becoming my favorite spot for my dates ha! hehehe] but they're already closing the resto when we got there. medyo weird moment pa kasi yung last group of people coming out of the resto eh kilala niya yung ilang tao dun. and some of them are friends/acquaintances of ex-bf and his fucking present bf [his bf's circle of friends, actually]. what's more awkward eh yung closest ni ex-bf and his fucking bf eh kakilala personally ni wrath of an asshole. though wrath of an asshole mentioned na they're just acquaintances back in zamboanga and nagulat pa nga siya why that guy gave him a beso-beso. at the back of my mind eh i was hoping na andun si ex-bf para i could flaunt him the guy i'm with. in fairness naman kasi eh cute si wrath of an asshole. typical lasalista [but he's studying at the rival school] -- coñotic chinito kid with braces. but ex-bf's not there. not even his fugly bf.&lt;br /&gt;so after we were told na sarado na ang kitchen, we decided to go around and look for another resto but all of them are closed na. then an idea [the worst, for the night] came into my mind, "kain na lang tayo sa friday's." wrath of an asshole hesitated [kunyari pa si gago hmpf] but i insisted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[i should have not! argh!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na dun na lang kami kumain.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SDDkvoANkLI/AAAAAAAAApc/_uLb7CSf58c/s1600-h/friday%27s+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SDDkvoANkLI/AAAAAAAAApc/_uLb7CSf58c/s200/friday%27s+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201909076456214706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sa madaling salita, we went there, we ate, we flirted a little, we bantered a few, we posed for pictures with the cute receptionist &lt;em&gt;[he's fucking hot! a ngarag version of brent javier but he's still hot nonetheless!]&lt;/em&gt; and i paid the bill &lt;em&gt;[1360 pesos++!! yikes!]&lt;/em&gt;. i really won't mind paying for such a hefty dinner but i'm saving my money to pay the 7 boxers and apple in-ear earphones i bought from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com"&gt;amazon&lt;/a&gt; through keti's credit card. and realizing what an asshole he is in bed and what happened after that, i don't think he's worth the price i paid for the sex. sana dinala ko na lang siya sa mcdo harharhar&lt;br /&gt;honestly naman, i felt na we clicked when we met. i mean the conversation was really good during and after dinner. we even went to timezone and played a game, went to starbucks and had coffee [at of course, sagot ko rin.], went around greenbelt 3,4 and 5 and flirted with each other and took pictures of ourselves in between. then he invited me over to his friends' condo [citiland likod ng don bosco] kasi kokopyahin niya raw yung pics from my digicam [yeah, right. pudpod na excuse. sobrang obvious na he's up for something else but i didn't decline na since that's what i like din naman hehehe]&lt;br /&gt;when we got to his friends' condo, parang nagulat siya na ang dami pa palang tao sa place. yun palang ibang mga kasama niya sa galera are staying there for the night. so after he copied the pics into his laptop, he invited himself to my place. medyo hesitant ako nung at first kasi una, i wanna stay there na lang sana kasi yung mga makiki-sleepover sa condo eh mga cuteness and hotness na 'straights' [ramdam ko ang pagbabadya ng isa na becky siya hehehe nanliligaw daw sa bestfriend niyang girl, sabi ni wrath of an asshole pero nararamdaman din niya ang nararamdaman ko harharar] and secondly, hindi ko pa feel umuwi. it's 3am pa lang kasi nung time na yun. but i got what he wants to happen and ganun din yung natitirang isang muscled guy na cuteness na gising pa kaya umalis na lang kami to get a ride going home. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i experienced the wrath of an asshole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; literally and figuratively. while we were having sex,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[BIG warning: stop reading here if you're below 18 years old or if you're easily grossed out by graphic descriptions of mature materials.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;naks, feeling responsible! harharhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...he insisted of going into me. though i'm not a bottom [gay term for someone who gets fucked], i agreed to be one, thinking i'll get my turn later on [as what we agreed upon] and because he won't be able to get into me. alam na alam ko yun no! hello naman, i'm so [as weird as it sounds] tight and he's fucking big! [in fairness kay wrath of an asshole, he's a 7-incher and his tool's really fat eventhough he's about 5'6" lang] as expected, he wasn't able to get inside me [with a hundred attempts yata!] but i didn't have much chance as well [though i was able to get inside him harharhar ako pa, eh i know how to &lt;em&gt;convince&lt;/em&gt; guys so i can get inside them :P] he was frustrated na he can't fuck me so he got aggressive with his actions. but his attempts are futile. una naman kasi, he's not even fucking the hole! ang bobo! harharhar he was thinking that it was the hole but it really wasn't lol kaya nga medyo sakit yung part na yun after lol secondly, he's really that big and i don't think i'd be able to accomodate it [nyahahaha!] medyo na-badtrip na ako nung naging aggressive siya kasi he really won't stop and he really is forcing me na to get fucked so what i did na lang later on is jerk-off with him. we ended the act in bad taste kasi parang pareho na kaming badtrip nun. then after i washed off eh bigla siyang nagpaalam na aalis na siya. he was supposed to stay until afternoon sa house tulad ng napag-usapan namin but he said he has to go. hindi ko na siya pinigilan since i felt na wala ring sense na mag-stay pa siya sa house.&lt;br /&gt;habang naglalakad para makasakay ng trike papunta sa sakayan ng bus sa likod ng village namin, dinidemonyo ako ng utak ko na iwanan siya sa ere and huwag siyang ihatid palabas ng village. pero nanaig pa rin ang pagiging hospitable ko [potang syet! hmpf! sana nga iniwan ko na lang siya eh harharhar] and inihatid siya sa sakayan ng bus. he was thinking pala na ihahatid ko siya pabalik ng makati but i told him na i have to sleep pa and akala ko kasi na mag-stay pa siya sa house [but in my mind i was really hoping hindi na hehehe]. so while waiting for his ride, i kept on giving him instructions how to go to makati and where to get off. i was really tempted to give him wrong instructions but hinayaan ko na lang yung ginawa sa akin ni gago. he gave hints na gusto niya mag-taxi and he needs to borrow money [actually he asked for 200 pesos but i told him i didn't my money with me eventhough i did hehehe] or that he doesn't really how to go to makati since he's really from davao/zamboanga but i just kept on telling him na kaya niya yun since one way lang naman and that kahit pinsan ko ngang 12 years old eh nakakapunta mag-isa sa makati [liar liar my pants on fire hehehe] kaya hindi siya dapat matakot. after more than 20 yata [no exaggeration] na buses na nakadaan sa harap namin [na puro puno! harharhar buti nga!] and about 30 minutes of waiting eh he decided to ride one. ng nakatayo [super harharhar]. i texted him to take care after he got into the bus but honestly i was relieved of getting rid of him sa house.&lt;br /&gt;wrath of an asshole is really cute and sensible but he's one bitchy aggressive whining asshole i wouldn't want to get into bed with. but unfortunately i did. sayang lang talaga yung big dick niya wehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SDDmfYANkMI/AAAAAAAAApk/VxC3-yl0PPI/s1600-h/wrath+of+an+asshole+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SDDmfYANkMI/AAAAAAAAApk/VxC3-yl0PPI/s320/wrath+of+an+asshole+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201910996306596034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good riddance, asshole! :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3026728659251757182?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3026728659251757182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3026728659251757182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3026728659251757182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3026728659251757182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/sana-nagpa-cheeseburger-na-lang-ako.html' title='sana nagpa-cheeseburger na lang ako'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SDDC6IANkKI/AAAAAAAAApU/Y78ZIVf7MqY/s72-c/grafitti+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6909230423091979909</id><published>2008-05-17T05:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T06:15:11.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break na tayo</title><content type='html'>after two weeks of being in a &lt;em&gt;relationship&lt;/em&gt;, franco broke up with me. WAAAAWW.... siya pa talaga ang nakipag-break. nakakatawang medyo nakakalungkot. medyo sad kasi nagkakaroon na ako ng attachment sa kanya since siya lang yung taong &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4D1YANkEI/AAAAAAAAAok/axivtUowsHA/s1600-h/franco+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4D1YANkEI/AAAAAAAAAok/axivtUowsHA/s200/franco+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201098835170791490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tipong nakaka-miss sa akin sa araw-araw at ka-textan ko palagi. pero dinamdam ko lang ng mga 5 minutes [literally] kasi wala pa rin namang masyadong feelings involved since sobrang bago pa lang kami nagkakakilanlan. nakakatawa lang na siya pa yung nakipag-break sa akin. nahihirapan daw siya na halos baligtad ang oras namin &lt;em&gt;[panggabi ang pasok ko at siya eh pang-umaga]&lt;/em&gt; at hindi rin kami nakakapag-usap buong araw at nagkikita ng maayos dahil dun. well, hindi naman niya ako masusumbatan sa parteng yung kasi i make time for him whenever i can. as in nag-eeffort pa ko i-meet siya after my shift &lt;em&gt;[and before his]&lt;/em&gt; since magkaharap lang ang buildings namin. siguro lang medyo tuliro lang din siya sa gusto niyang mangyari. he's kinda immature din kasi sa pakikipag-deal sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;nakakatawa lang talaga na siya pa ang nakipag-break-up sa akin. syet. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6909230423091979909?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6909230423091979909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6909230423091979909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6909230423091979909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6909230423091979909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/break-na-tayo.html' title='break na tayo'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4D1YANkEI/AAAAAAAAAok/axivtUowsHA/s72-c/franco+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4306522821639298610</id><published>2008-05-12T06:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T07:51:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4N5oANkHI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2cwRXRbMNPE/s1600-h/fat+michael%27s+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4N5oANkHI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2cwRXRbMNPE/s320/fat+michael%27s+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201109903301513330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch date with my officemates. nagpunta kami sa fat michael's [i love their fruits and walnut salad!] after naming magpunta sa salcedo morning market. nagdahilan na lang ako na makikipag-meet kay kiko ng around 1pm para makapunta ako sa lunch date namin ni franco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4N6YANkII/AAAAAAAAApE/uGBt88SI_l0/s1600-h/a+venetto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4N6YANkII/AAAAAAAAApE/uGBt88SI_l0/s320/a+venetto.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201109916186415234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch date namin ni franco. kumain uli ako. mamamatay na yata ako sa kasibaan. nagpunta kami sa house namin after. sobrang na-miss ko ang may kayakap sa pagtulog. &lt;em&gt;*kilig*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4OGIANkJI/AAAAAAAAApM/zLX94sWD__Y/s1600-h/old+spaghetti+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4OGIANkJI/AAAAAAAAApM/zLX94sWD__Y/s320/old+spaghetti+house.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201110118049878162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch date namin ni loreta nung mother's day. what supposed to be a lunch date lang eh nahiritan pa ng pagpapabili niya ng sandals na akin na muntik pang masundan ng sapatos. nag-siopao mode si loreta, abusado flavor hehehe buti na lang at medyo nakunsensya at hindi na nagpabili ng sapatos. but it's ok, really. it's her day naman and once a year lang naman ang mother's day &lt;em&gt;[thank god!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4306522821639298610?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4306522821639298610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4306522821639298610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4306522821639298610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4306522821639298610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunch-dates.html' title='lunch dates'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SC4N5oANkHI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2cwRXRbMNPE/s72-c/fat+michael%27s+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3301826624523934814</id><published>2008-05-06T06:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:27:48.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tayo na ba?</title><content type='html'>yan ang ilang beses na tanong sa akin ni franco nung magkasama kasi last saturday. pilit kong iniiwasang sagutin ang tanong niya kasi feeling ko masyado pang maaga para maging kami. i barely know him and we just started hanging out ng wala pang isang linggo. ilang beses niya akong tinanong last week and he asked it again for 4 or 5 times yata while we were kissing [foreplaying] nung pumunta siya sa house nung saturday. pilit kong iniwasang sagutin yung magic question niya pero i felt pressured that i have to answer him, ramdam ko rin kasi yung eagerness niya na malaman yung sagot and i felt very guilty na i-turn down siya. so i said &lt;font color="red" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. pero hindi talaga bukal sa loob ko ang sagot ko. and alam kong ramdam niya yun kasi he apologized for being persistent after i answered him pero naka-oo na ako eh, hindi ko na mababawi. &lt;del&gt;nakakahiyang bawiin.&lt;/del&gt; wala na akong magagawa kundi panindigan yung sinabi ko. iniisip ko na lang na kung ang long steady dates before entering a relationship churva doesn't work for me then i might as well try a new approach in getting into a relationship. titignan ko kung ang pagdaaan sa santong paspasan eh uubra.&lt;br /&gt;guys, i am now officially in a relationship. please pray for me. &lt;em&gt;[yikes!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3301826624523934814?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3301826624523934814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3301826624523934814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3301826624523934814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3301826624523934814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/tayo-na-ba.html' title='tayo na ba?'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4565076336515336144</id><published>2008-05-05T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:21:40.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am what i eat</title><content type='html'>these are what i had over the weekend. i love eating [and taking pictures of them!] kahit hindi kita sa body built ko. i look payat kasi in person. thank god for good genes and fast metabolism ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iprpb_0I/AAAAAAAAAns/M-xuF-6F2X4/s1600-h/pancake+house+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iprpb_0I/AAAAAAAAAns/M-xuF-6F2X4/s200/pancake+house+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197051331983703874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqbpb_1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/Q-HopXZqCmY/s1600-h/pancake+house+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqbpb_1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/Q-HopXZqCmY/s200/pancake+house+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197051344868605778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pancake house greenbelt 1, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqbpb_2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/9gyp5nm85Zk/s1600-h/yellow+cab+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqbpb_2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/9gyp5nm85Zk/s200/yellow+cab+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197051344868605794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow cab glorietta 1, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqrpb_3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/MtO0eH0EABk/s1600-h/super+bowl+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqrpb_3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/MtO0eH0EABk/s200/super+bowl+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197051349163573106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqrpb_4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/KZkSiTs9sfw/s1600-h/super+bowl+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iqrpb_4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/KZkSiTs9sfw/s200/super+bowl+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197051349163573122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-i7Lpb_5I/AAAAAAAAAoU/CtO1KFVuvT0/s1600-h/super+bowl+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-i7Lpb_5I/AAAAAAAAAoU/CtO1KFVuvT0/s200/super+bowl+03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197051632631414674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super bowl festival mall, sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-i7bpb_6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/YpCd_oUTWMw/s1600-h/starbucks+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-i7bpb_6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/YpCd_oUTWMw/s200/starbucks+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197051636926381986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks festival mall, sunday.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron pa dapat yung sa kitchen nung sunday evening kaya lang hindi ko na-picturan kasi medyo dyahe sa kasama ko nun hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4565076336515336144?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4565076336515336144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4565076336515336144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4565076336515336144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4565076336515336144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-what-i-eat.html' title='i am what i eat'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SB-iprpb_0I/AAAAAAAAAns/M-xuF-6F2X4/s72-c/pancake+house+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6069540853176217020</id><published>2008-05-03T08:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:53:56.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apat na sikat</title><content type='html'>apat na sila! pasalubong si bunnysta ng cool boss ko sa akin from u.s. nung pumunta siya dun for a one week training. i love it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBvD_bpb_yI/AAAAAAAAAnc/sUFDu4ztjZM/s1600-h/bearistas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBvD_bpb_yI/AAAAAAAAAnc/sUFDu4ztjZM/s400/bearistas.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195962089622732578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBvD_rpb_zI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sJL7F5Yz_rA/s1600-h/bunnysta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBvD_rpb_zI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sJL7F5Yz_rA/s400/bunnysta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195962093917699890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p.s. tumatanggap pa rin ako ng gift na bearista for my coming birthday sa july harharhar]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6069540853176217020?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6069540853176217020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6069540853176217020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6069540853176217020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6069540853176217020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/apat-na-sikat.html' title='apat na sikat'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBvD_bpb_yI/AAAAAAAAAnc/sUFDu4ztjZM/s72-c/bearistas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7912159563765107544</id><published>2008-05-02T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:28:10.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBpfc7pb_wI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Axb9UvbLHlM/s1600-h/toilet+cvg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBpfc7pb_wI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Axb9UvbLHlM/s400/toilet+cvg.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195570070777757442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet bowl sa jollibee convergys makati. nakakawindang ang chains! does it mean na may nagmatud na before ng toilet flush nila?! anubayun!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7912159563765107544?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7912159563765107544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7912159563765107544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7912159563765107544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7912159563765107544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf.html' title='wtf?!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBpfc7pb_wI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Axb9UvbLHlM/s72-c/toilet+cvg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5329061241645316062</id><published>2008-04-29T02:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T07:58:56.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner with franco at kitchen [4.28.08]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG7Lpb_oI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bxvjsFaMb4s/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG7Lpb_oI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bxvjsFaMb4s/s200/dinner+with+franco+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191258957217410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG7rpb_pI/AAAAAAAAAmU/KJIpAA63BhM/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG7rpb_pI/AAAAAAAAAmU/KJIpAA63BhM/s200/dinner+with+franco+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191267547152018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG8bpb_qI/AAAAAAAAAmc/SpHMH26NxgY/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG8bpb_qI/AAAAAAAAAmc/SpHMH26NxgY/s200/dinner+with+franco+03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191280432053922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG8rpb_rI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ezCI8xFk6tA/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG8rpb_rI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ezCI8xFk6tA/s200/dinner+with+franco+04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191284727021234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG87pb_sI/AAAAAAAAAms/C5jfLVBnwuY/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG87pb_sI/AAAAAAAAAms/C5jfLVBnwuY/s200/dinner+with+franco+05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191289021988546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkHTrpb_tI/AAAAAAAAAm0/VTQm-UpKErM/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkHTrpb_tI/AAAAAAAAAm0/VTQm-UpKErM/s200/dinner+with+franco+06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191679864012498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkHT7pb_uI/AAAAAAAAAm8/o6v9znWTM_c/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkHT7pb_uI/AAAAAAAAAm8/o6v9znWTM_c/s200/dinner+with+franco+07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191684158979810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkHUbpb_vI/AAAAAAAAAnE/hqoYeO0TBCo/s1600-h/dinner+with+franco+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkHUbpb_vI/AAAAAAAAAnE/hqoYeO0TBCo/s200/dinner+with+franco+08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195191692748914418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing for more to come :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5329061241645316062?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5329061241645316062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=5329061241645316062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5329061241645316062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5329061241645316062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/dinner-with-franco-at-kitchen-42808.html' title='dinner with franco at kitchen [4.28.08]'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBkG7Lpb_oI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bxvjsFaMb4s/s72-c/dinner+with+franco+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2405842699134196114</id><published>2008-04-28T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T08:00:29.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food, food, food</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHyLpb_dI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Kw4IpeyK6yQ/s1600-h/4.26.08+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHyLpb_dI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Kw4IpeyK6yQ/s200/4.26.08+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418147664068050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHyrpb_eI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-tSkJxnKDjI/s1600-h/4.26.08+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHyrpb_eI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-tSkJxnKDjI/s200/4.26.08+03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418156254002658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHzLpb_fI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Dgbb74yFkNU/s1600-h/4.26.08+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHzLpb_fI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Dgbb74yFkNU/s200/4.26.08+04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418164843937266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHzrpb_gI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wCfAAkcUy-A/s1600-h/4.26.08+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHzrpb_gI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wCfAAkcUy-A/s200/4.26.08+05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418173433871874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZH0Lpb_hI/AAAAAAAAAlU/GXjSZSw3GBo/s1600-h/4.26.08+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZH0Lpb_hI/AAAAAAAAAlU/GXjSZSw3GBo/s200/4.26.08+06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418182023806482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung kumain kami ni -m sa starbucks gb3 with kiko. waaaah!! na-miss ko ang baklang kiko! it's been a while since we hang out na hindi niya kasama ang bugnuting jowa niya :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIOrpb_iI/AAAAAAAAAlc/U0Ib_6CT5Vo/s1600-h/4.26.08+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIOrpb_iI/AAAAAAAAAlc/U0Ib_6CT5Vo/s200/4.26.08+07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418637290339874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIO7pb_jI/AAAAAAAAAlk/eoeUTeQ6wJw/s1600-h/4.26.08+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIO7pb_jI/AAAAAAAAAlk/eoeUTeQ6wJw/s200/4.26.08+08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418641585307186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIPLpb_kI/AAAAAAAAAls/SV4uwI6KkxQ/s1600-h/4.26.08+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIPLpb_kI/AAAAAAAAAls/SV4uwI6KkxQ/s200/4.26.08+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418645880274498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIPbpb_lI/AAAAAAAAAl0/tRiGmM3H_9Y/s1600-h/4.26.08+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIPbpb_lI/AAAAAAAAAl0/tRiGmM3H_9Y/s200/4.26.08+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418650175241810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kumain kami ni kiko sa flipjacks gb2. the food ain't great. boring food. and medyo mahal pa. sana nag heaven and eggs na lang kami hmpf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIPbpb_mI/AAAAAAAAAl8/KVOdiB8OvYQ/s1600-h/4.26.08+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIPbpb_mI/AAAAAAAAAl8/KVOdiB8OvYQ/s200/4.26.08+11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418650175241826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIl7pb_nI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zh8PUhPl8Cc/s1600-h/4.26.08+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZIl7pb_nI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zh8PUhPl8Cc/s200/4.26.08+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194419036722298482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was in robinson's place manila [robinson's midland na tawag sa kanya]. i was alone and may naki-upo lang sa table ko. natatawa ako kasi people are looking at what i was drinking kasi it's a bottled starbucks frap na binili ko sa *secret* :P i love the puzzled look on their faces harharhar &lt;em&gt;[in fairness naman eh bumili ako ng cinammon swirl sa kanila :P]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2405842699134196114?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2405842699134196114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2405842699134196114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2405842699134196114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2405842699134196114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/nung-kumain-kami-ni-m-sa-starbucks-gb3.html' title='food, food, food'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBZHyLpb_dI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Kw4IpeyK6yQ/s72-c/4.26.08+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2009286539644843985</id><published>2008-04-25T15:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:14:16.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si franco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBGghLpb_cI/AAAAAAAAAks/XCgoIGaeVzk/s1600-h/g4m+conversation.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBGghLpb_cI/AAAAAAAAAks/XCgoIGaeVzk/s400/g4m+conversation.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193108337257610690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;franco&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[23-Apr-08 23:39]&lt;/em&gt;: Tlaga lang ha... Panu un pareho tau lalaki? Db parang asiwa? Haha... 6 years n nung huli kita nkita. S glorieta pa un hehe. Naalala ko pa. Gnda kc mata m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pota kinilig ako sa text na to! hahaha at kinikilig pa rin until now harharhar i remember seeing franco &lt;em&gt;[hindi niya tunay na name. chinese daw real name niya but i've known him eversince as franco]&lt;/em&gt; whenever i would hang out with a chatgroup &lt;em&gt;[kung saan ko rin nakilala sina kiko and jayvee]&lt;/em&gt; about 6 or 7 years ago. isang malaking group yun and we would usually stay in a coffee shop in megamall para lang magkulitan at mag-asaran at hindi bumili ng kape [bihira pang naman :P]. i remember him being this cute na payat na guy na medyo timid and aloof. i remember having a crush on him but didn't have the chance to know him or talk to him that much kasi medyo may pagka-suplado nga ang dating. kahit na we came from the same school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;franco&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[23-Apr-08 20:00]&lt;/em&gt;: Basta Chinese po. Age m nga pla? 24 nko huhuhu. Nasbi knb na crush kta nung dati pa? Nung nakita kita s Glorieta kaso nahi2ya lng ako sau kc bka mapahiya lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;franco&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[23-Apr-08 21:42]&lt;/em&gt;: Nyek d ako sn0b n0 kw nga t0ng sn0b eh... Crush dn kita dati pa. Natatakot lng ako bka mareject mko... Paran0id ako eh. Hehe. San ka umuuwi? Db tg south ka...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaahh!! double kilig! as in! crush din pala ako ni loko harharhar sana nga we could hang out sometime and know each other more and &lt;strong&gt;hopefully&lt;/strong&gt;, maging okay in the end kasi bibihira yung makakilala ako ng guy or may maka-date na tipong okay and pang-seryosohan.&lt;br /&gt;hindi na lang ako mag-eexpect ng maigi para hindi ma-disappoint :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2009286539644843985?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2009286539644843985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2009286539644843985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2009286539644843985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2009286539644843985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/si-franco.html' title='si franco'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SBGghLpb_cI/AAAAAAAAAks/XCgoIGaeVzk/s72-c/g4m+conversation.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8985931756304463451</id><published>2008-04-24T13:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T15:45:54.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alanismania</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de297cb0e8235bd0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde297cb0e8235bd0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331368770%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52F0A5DA3E59588E09D44CFF3C63B71FDA116227.4AE7158DBCA5551EAD9AECB6C1B468ADB46C4641%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde297cb0e8235bd0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUZHyGoJn2-P_UM82RJZbXlOJMOA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde297cb0e8235bd0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331368770%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52F0A5DA3E59588E09D44CFF3C63B71FDA116227.4AE7158DBCA5551EAD9AECB6C1B468ADB46C4641%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde297cb0e8235bd0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUZHyGoJn2-P_UM82RJZbXlOJMOA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything ni alanis. i love this song! parang ang sarap kantahin sa magiging partner ko. kung sino man siya hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7c8dae679fd1eefa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c8dae679fd1eefa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331368770%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B2C507968FAB6B3EEACD0F06AD5EF141E395BD5.37371B8E9E005939B4816616A3C575F073063B17%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c8dae679fd1eefa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPaJXIrMPKz0PpjBFi4OqvW4DrYs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c8dae679fd1eefa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331368770%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B2C507968FAB6B3EEACD0F06AD5EF141E395BD5.37371B8E9E005939B4816616A3C575F073063B17%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c8dae679fd1eefa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPaJXIrMPKz0PpjBFi4OqvW4DrYs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuses. my new favorite alanis song. galing sa so-called chaos na album. just like everything. damn i'm really fuckin' in love with her! *swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's one great poet. spend a day with her jagged little pill album and you'll know why i'm so deeply in love with her. sana lang bumalik siya ng pinas para naman mapanood ko na siya ng live. not being able to watch her live is one of the greatest mistakes i've done. [weell, medyo can't afford pa naman kasi ako nun *argh*]&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for her new album to be released! june 2 na yun!!! waaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="green" size="4"&gt;Everything&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be an asshole of the grandest kind&lt;br /&gt;I can withhold like it's going out of style&lt;br /&gt;I can be the moodiest baby and you've never met anyone&lt;br /&gt;who is as negative as I am sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the wisest woman you've ever met&lt;br /&gt;I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected&lt;br /&gt;I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen and you've never met anyone&lt;br /&gt;Who's as positive as I am sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see everything you see every part&lt;br /&gt;You see all my light and you love my dark&lt;br /&gt;You dig everything of which I'm ashamed&lt;br /&gt;There's not anything to which you can't relate&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame everyone else and not my own partaking&lt;br /&gt;My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified and mistrusting and you've never met anyone&lt;br /&gt;Who is as closed down as I am sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see everything, you see every part&lt;br /&gt;You see all my light and you love my dark&lt;br /&gt;You dig everything of which I'm ashamed&lt;br /&gt;There's not anything to which you can't relate&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I resist persists and speaks louder than I know&lt;br /&gt;What I resist you love no matter how low or high I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the funniest woman you've ever known&lt;br /&gt;I am the dullest woman you've ever known&lt;br /&gt;I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known and you've never met anyone&lt;br /&gt;Who is as everything as I am sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see everything, you see every part&lt;br /&gt;You see all my light and you love my dark&lt;br /&gt;You dig everything of which I'm ashamed&lt;br /&gt;There's not anything to which you can?t relate&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="green" size="4"&gt;Excuses&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why no one will help me I am too dumb I am too smart&lt;br /&gt;They´ll not understand me I'm lonely they´ll hate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not enough time It´s too hard to help me&lt;br /&gt;God wants me to work No resting no lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These excuses how they served me so well&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me safe they´ve kept me stuck&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me locked in my own cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m too far from home it takes far too much energy&lt;br /&gt;I cannot afford to, no one will ever see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These excuses how they served me so well&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me safe they´ve kept me stuck&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me locked inside my cell&lt;br /&gt;These excuses how they´re so familiar&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me blocked they´ve kept me small&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me safe in my own shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing these into the light shakes their foundation and clears my sight&lt;br /&gt;Now my imagination is the only thing that limits the bar and it's rise to the heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can have it all see I have to, they want me to&lt;br /&gt;And I can´t let them down I will never be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These excuses how they served me so well&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me safe they´ve kept me stuck&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me locked in my own cell&lt;br /&gt;These excuses how they´re so familiar&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me blocked they've kept me small&lt;br /&gt;They´ve kept me safe inside my shell&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8985931756304463451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/alanismania.html' title='alanismania'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6175949925798660146</id><published>2008-04-23T02:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:41:27.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H-rpb_SI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZxF7g27W31U/s1600-h/kitchen+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H-rpb_SI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZxF7g27W31U/s200/kitchen+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518406319635746"width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H-7pb_TI/AAAAAAAAAjk/GYXeaS9tAm4/s1600-h/kitchen+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H-7pb_TI/AAAAAAAAAjk/GYXeaS9tAm4/s200/kitchen+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518410614603058" width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H_Lpb_UI/AAAAAAAAAjs/SigDNIcTyqo/s1600-h/kitchen+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H_Lpb_UI/AAAAAAAAAjs/SigDNIcTyqo/s200/kitchen+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518414909570370" width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H_Lpb_VI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GCWmuzshOCs/s1600-h/kitchen+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H_Lpb_VI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GCWmuzshOCs/s200/kitchen+04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518414909570386" width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H_bpb_WI/AAAAAAAAAj8/z4Y342q30Q0/s1600-h/kitchen+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H_bpb_WI/AAAAAAAAAj8/z4Y342q30Q0/s200/kitchen+05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518419204537698" width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWLpb_XI/AAAAAAAAAkE/a2O5516b02o/s1600-h/kitchen+06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWLpb_XI/AAAAAAAAAkE/a2O5516b02o/s200/kitchen+06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518810046561650" width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWLpb_YI/AAAAAAAAAkM/nlcRiAIVc_w/s1600-h/kitchen+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWLpb_YI/AAAAAAAAAkM/nlcRiAIVc_w/s200/kitchen+07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518810046561666" height="153" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWbpb_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/JNRbwH29GQ8/s1600-h/kitchen+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWbpb_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/JNRbwH29GQ8/s200/kitchen+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518814341528978" width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWrpb_aI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ilxbs9P-kZI/s1600-h/kitchen+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWrpb_aI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ilxbs9P-kZI/s200/kitchen+09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518818636496290" width="153" height="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWrpb_bI/AAAAAAAAAkk/eXFQF49C0PU/s1600-h/kitchen+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-IWrpb_bI/AAAAAAAAAkk/eXFQF49C0PU/s200/kitchen+10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518818636496306" height="153" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date with edward. kitchen. gb3. tuesday night. around 8pm. known him for 3 to 4 years now. communication got cut when we both had relationships. &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; guy. *grins* was hot when he was still sporting braces. still hot [but i prefer him having braces, it's a fetish ;)]. a little bland though with conversations. doesn't speak his mind that much. conversations sometimes are a little bit awkward. tried to pursue me before but feelings weren't enough. like to believe he still likes me but let's see what's gonna happen next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6175949925798660146?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6175949925798660146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6175949925798660146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6175949925798660146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6175949925798660146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='edward'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SA-H-rpb_SI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZxF7g27W31U/s72-c/kitchen+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-1822039082673024356</id><published>2008-04-18T08:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:11:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bearista!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfpchaYEiI/AAAAAAAAAiI/KbGZxTiOG2Y/s1600-h/bearista+67.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfpchaYEiI/AAAAAAAAAiI/KbGZxTiOG2Y/s400/bearista+67.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373771782394402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfpdBaYEjI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/unIA9YlhIhU/s1600-h/bearista+72.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfpdBaYEjI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/unIA9YlhIhU/s400/bearista+72.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373780372329010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfpcBaYEhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/BqvW1-uX7A0/s1600-h/destination+bearista+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfpcBaYEhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/BqvW1-uX7A0/s400/destination+bearista+5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373763192459794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ang kina-aadikan kong i-collect ngayon, bearistas! :) paksyet hindi siya mura, in fairness. pero iisa lang ang binili ko dyan hehehe [so far... *argh*]&lt;br /&gt;the christmas bearista was given to me by keti as a sorry gift when we had a misunderstanding nung pumunta kami ng baguio last february [i still have it on &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfsDRaYEkI/AAAAAAAAAiY/m8TtLjcizwA/s1600-h/unposted+blog.JPG"&gt;draft&lt;/a&gt;. tinamad tapusin :P hehehe] the bearat was given to me by my cool boss as her gift nung na-regular ako. [san ka pa? hehehe] yung destination bearista naman eh binili ko out of inggit sa officemate ko na galing ng malaysia. he told me kasi na may bagong bearista na ire-release ang starbucks for their summer campaign and he was able to buy it ahead of time. he bought it daw nung april 12 instead nung worldwide release date na april 15. so what i did is i went to starbucks sa building namin and beg the manager to sell me the destination bearista kahit na april 14 pa lang nun. nakumbinse ko naman ang manager kaya inasar ko yung officemate ko that night. but looking at the bearistas that i already have, medyo natutuwa na ako sa mga itsura nila kaya BAKA makahiligan kong mag-collect :P&lt;br /&gt;at sana eh uwian ako ng cool boss ko ng bearista pagbalik niya galing US for a 1-week company training ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-1822039082673024356?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1822039082673024356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=1822039082673024356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1822039082673024356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1822039082673024356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/bearista.html' title='bearista!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAfpchaYEiI/AAAAAAAAAiI/KbGZxTiOG2Y/s72-c/bearista+67.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5640960339586778433</id><published>2008-04-15T22:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:53:49.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my multiply has moved on! :)</title><content type='html'>i'm deleting these from my multiply account and will keep them here. bakit? kasi feeling ko wala ng lugar itong mga 'to sa multiply account ko. i want to keep happy memories there and my rants here :P ako kasi ito eh. ayoko namang burahin na lang kasi utak ko 'to, feelings ko at the time i wrote them. and denying myself of who i am/was is like one of the most stupid things i could commit to myself.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna fool myself na i don't love him anymore. i still do. but i'm slowly moving on. yun naman ang importante eh. na alam mo kung saan ka lulugar at kung paano ka babangon sa mga bad memories ng buhay mo. kasi kahit anong ganda ng life mo tragedy will struck anytime anywhere when you least expect it. and you can't prepare for it, but you should know how to deal with it. what i mean is that hindi mo yun maiiwasan eh but at least you should know how to get out of it. paksyet, i'm not making any sense na naman hehehe so i'll just post the two blogs i wrote on multiply. [these does not reflect my sentiments anymore :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="blue"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buti pa siya...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feb 8,'08 1:17 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i just read his post, tang ina para akong pinatay. nagsisimula na siyang maging masaya kasi may nagpapasaya na sa kanya. ang masakit eh hindi ako yun. pero yun naman talaga ang plano ko eh -- ang magalit siya sa akin para makapag-move on na siya to heal. kasi dun lang siya sasaya ulit. kasi hindi na siya magiging masaya sa akin. it's ironic pero sa masasakit kong mga salita ko siya magagawang sumaya. gusto ko kasi siyang magalit sa akin, masaktan sa mga salitang ayaw ko mang sabihin eh kailangan... para sumaya na siya. kasi magiging masaya na ako para sa kanya kung mangyayari yun. kasi i caused him too much pain. and because he really deserves to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero bakit ganun? malungkot ako sobra ngayon. parang akong pinapatay. kumikilos ako ngayon, nagta-trabaho pero wala akong nararamdaman. o ayoko na lang makaramdam kasi alam ko hindi ko kakayanin yung nalaman ko. tang ina ang sakit! pero wala akong choice kundi dumistansya sa kanya. kasi para din ito sa kanya. even if it means my own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much. sana tandaan mo yan lagi. patawad... sa lahat... :_(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="blue"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang sa akin lang...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec 13, '07 4:44 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;nabasa ko yung sinulat niya. sobrang nagulat ako. sana magkaroon siya ng guts not to erase what i wrote so people would see both sides. sobrang nasaktan lang ako na kailangan pa niyang i-post yun for everybody to read. sana naisip niya na may mga contacts din siya here na nakakakilala sa akin. and what's even ironic is that nagagalit siya kapag nagku-kwento ako ng problems namin dati sa friends ko kasi daw masama ang magiging dating niya. sana matanong niya ang mga kaibigan ko kung gaano ko iniingatan ang pangalan niya whenever i open up to them. and to misjudge my friends (na naging friends na rin naman niya) na biased ang opinions nila is a total foul. yun sana makita niya...&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;now na lang ako uli nakapag-check ng site mo. sana sa pag-eexplore mo tamang mga tao ang nasasamahan mo. i hope you'll meet the person who'll guide you [at hindi ka tuturuang mag-yosi] and love you unconditionally. yung talagang mamahalin ka ng todo, ng sobra pa sa buhay niya. i'll be the happiest person if makakasama mo yung talagang mahal mo and talagang nagmamahal syo. sana nga maging happy ka na soon, kasi yun naman yung ultimate goal nating lahat di ba? you deserve it. and sana matutunan mong i-appreciate yung goodness ng isang tao and not only focus sa bad side niya. kasi kahit anong relationship will go nowhere if you just see the bad side of a person. appreciate what you have and be thankful of the people who loves you. no one is perfect, we all need is another chance. your ex is far from perfect pero there are two sides of the story. sana hindi ka rin mabulag sa gusto niyang iparating niya syo. mahal ka nun sobra. nakakatawang nakakalungkot lang na the love itself sa relationship is not enough para bigyan mo ng isa pang chance yung ex mo. if you've been perfect all those times na naging kayo and alam mo sa isip at puso mo na wala kang nagawang mali, madaling maintindihan na ganyan ang sentiments mo sa kanya. sobrang nakakapagtakang isiping sinasabi mong mahal mo yung tao pero ang lagi mong iniisip at itinatanim sa isip mo eh yung mga maling nagawa niya. na-acknowledge mo ba kahit minsan yung mga nagawa niya para syo as a person kapag nag-uusap kyo lately? hindi na sana ako magre-react sa mga sinusulat mo pero parang pinalalabas mo na sobrang samang tao nung ex mo. kung ikaw man ang makabasa ng sinulat mo and you made it public, what would you feel? ang away niyo ey bunga na lang ng kadalasang hindi nyo pagkakaintindihan. sana nga makahanap ka ng taong mamahalin ka at tatagal at tatanggapin ka ng buong-buo tulad ng ginawa ng ex mo. sana nga may mga kaibigan kang masasabihan ng mga nangyari sa inyo at malaman ang mga pangyayari sa araw-araw nyong pagsasama para magising ka sa itinanim mo sa isip mong conclusions. sana nga may kaibigan kang makakakita ng mga nangyayari senyo. yung taong who will look from the outside, kasi ikaw parang hindi mo nakikita yung whole picture ng sitwasyon nyo kasi nakatanim na sa utak mo ang mga maling ginawa ng ex mo. yung ex mo aminado siyang hindi siya perfect and ang kailangan niya eh support mo to change and another chance. when you need support and chances, did you ever feel na naiwan ka sa ere? i just hope sa pag-eexplore mo makita mo ang taong sobrang magmamahal syo. patunayan mo na you deserve better. na hindi yung ex mo ang makakapagbigay ng ultimate love and support syo. masyado kang focused sa sarili mo, sa anong ikasasaya mo. kunsabagay, you deserve it. pero sana maging aware ka na in relationships, sacrifices need to be made at some point. na hindi all the time eh happy time. na if your loved one ASKS for your help and support and a chance to heal WITH you, if you really love the person you'll be willing to give it unconditionally with all your heart. you always talk about the root of all things, sana yan din ang makita mo sa naging dahilan ng ilang mga away nyo. pero sayo kasi may depensa ka na agad na hindi pwedeng baguhin. yung ex mo lang ang dapat magbago. siya lang ang may cause ng root ng paghihiwalay niyo. sana makita mo ang sitwasyon nyo as a person looking in. sana... if i remember it right, ilang beses siya nakikipagbalikan syo nung nagdecide ka na makipaghiwalay sa kanya but you kept on telling your ex na ayaw mo na. na you don't see any chance of getting back together. sobrang nakakalungkot lang na when you asked for CHANCES before hindi siya nag-dalawang-isip na makipag-ayos syo. pero ikaw sobrang isinara mo na ang utak mo sa reconciliation. and fyi, nung nakipag-balikan ka sa kanya nung nakipaghiwalay siya syo dati na pumunta ka pa sa house nila and nagdala ka pa ng mcdo, you caused the break-up kaya nga ikaw pa ang nagpunta sa kanila para makipag-ayos nun. sana maisip mo yung reason dun para hindi na siya ang masilipan mo lagi sa pangyayaring yun. mananahimik lang siya after this para wala nang further na hindi pagkakaintindihan at sumbatan na lumabas. gusto lang niyang i-air ang side niya kasi sobrang off naman na isulat mo lahat ng sentiments mo para ipabasa sa mga taong hindi naman nakakakilala sa kanya na syempre iba ang magiging dating sa kanila ng kwento. gusto lang din niya marinig ang panig niya since nasimulan mo na.&lt;br /&gt;mahal na mahal ka ng taong nakakaalam kung paano ka humilik kapag natutulog ka, kung paano ka kalakas kumain, kung paano ka ka-OC sa banyo, kung paano nakakatakot at nakakatawa kang mag-drive, kung paano nakakadurog ng puso kapag nakikita kang umiyak, kung gaano ka kamahal ng nanay niya, kung gaano mo kamahal ang antm at si britney, kung paano ka magluto, kung paano ka magmahal, kung paano ka tumawa with wrinkles all over your face, kung paano ka ngumiti, kung paano ka kakulit, kung paano ka makipag-usap kay mitch, kung gaano mo ka-love ang bags mo, kung gaano ka kagaling mag-paint, kung gaano mo ka-love ang breakfast meals sa mcdo, kung paano ka maglambing at magtrip sa taong natutulog, kung paano ka mag-alaga sa taong maysakit, kung gaano mo katapang na inihaharap ang taong mahal mo sa pamilya niya.&lt;br /&gt;sobrang mahal ka ng taong yun. ang kailangan niya lang is a chance to heal WITH you. hindi naman siya nag-aask na maging kayo uli. gusto lang niya ipakita ang mga pagbabago niya, na lahat naman para syo. pero sana para makita mo yun mabura mo sa isip mo ang impression mo sa kanya at hindi siya hanapan ng butas at sumbat agad. hindi mo lang alam kung paano niya natitiis ang gumising araw-araw na wala ka na sa buhay niya. sobrang mahal ka nun, kung alam mo lang...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5640960339586778433?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5640960339586778433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=5640960339586778433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5640960339586778433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5640960339586778433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-deleting-these-from-my-multiply.html' title='my multiply has moved on! :)'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4746862264618920871</id><published>2008-04-09T07:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:13:23.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parang si aiza lang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_wEOj1e5fI/AAAAAAAAAhg/r_EfLbxhpp8/s1600-h/my+cool+boss!+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_wEOj1e5fI/AAAAAAAAAhg/r_EfLbxhpp8/s400/my+cool+boss!+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187025519008212466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss ko 'to. she forwarded this to me, for my eyes only daw. high yata siya nito nung nagpakuha siya at nung finorward sa akin hehehe she's one cool boss! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4746862264618920871?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4746862264618920871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6936524057259607007</id><published>2008-04-08T05:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T05:30:55.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tama nga naman sila</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;cool boss&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[31-Mar-08 10:14]&lt;/em&gt;: mhirap bgyan ng reason ang lahat ng bgay na dumadtng s buhay ntin. u dnt experience pain &amp; u dnt get hurt bcoz ur bad. u hurt and u cry kc God wants u 2 learn sumtng. maybe He wants u 2 njoy d simple thngs n ur life. cguro nsasaktan ka coz He wants u to leave bhind d thngs dat make u cry but paulit ulit mong bnblikan. lagi k ksma sa mga dasal ko at ssbhin ko kay mama na isama k sa dasal nila. dnt lose ur faith, u have a lot 2 live 4, more dan sa narerealize mo. take care palagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool boss&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[31-Mar-08 10:22]&lt;/em&gt;: ok lng umiyak pero dnt overdo it. alam mo, take d courage na mag open up ka sa mama mo. i feel na shes a vry gud mother at sobra k nya mahal. bka may maipayo sya sa yo sa dndala mong burdn.&lt;br /&gt;wag ka na masyado umiyak, papanget k nyan. mbubura make up mo, sayang ang mascara ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[31-Mar-08 14:20]&lt;/em&gt;: Gurl hndi kc pwedeng lahat nasayo. Malungkot k ngaun kc wala k ng minamahal pero masaya k b nuon nung nandyan c &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[name ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? R my hinahanap k p rin. Maganda ung carrer mo ngaun, un n lng isipin m at dun k kumuha ng strenght 4 ur own happiness hndi pwedeng pati lovelife m perfect. Jst take it as a challenge kaya m yan. Napakadaling hanapin ang hapiness, its around us jst dnt take it 4 granted. I'l pry 4 u dnt wori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the replies that i received from my cool boss and kiko after bursting out my feelings to them dahil sa &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-fucking-deserve-each-other.html"&gt;incident&lt;/a&gt; nung last sunday. isa yun sa mga bibihirang pagkakataon na &lt;del&gt;umiiyak&lt;/del&gt; humahagulhol akong mag-isa sa pag-iyak sa kwarto ko dahil sa sobrang sama ng loob. these comments just reminded me how lucky i am, still, to have great people around me kahit ano pang mangyari sa akin bukas. God is really good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6936524057259607007?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6936524057259607007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6936524057259607007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6936524057259607007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6936524057259607007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/tama-nga-naman-sila.html' title='tama nga naman sila'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-9055605952225557211</id><published>2008-04-06T13:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:13:26.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stories behind the pics</title><content type='html'>i'm on a posting frenzy! ang dami kong pics na gustong i-post, kwentong gustong sabihin pero naging abala lang ako for the past few days. and nag-hiatus na rin muna para maipahinga ang utak ko sa sobrang daming mga problemang dumating sa akin for the past weeks. minsan nagugulat na lang ako sa sarili ko kung paano ko pa natatawanan ang araw ko kahit kaiiyak ko lang. naloloko na yata ako hehehe well, sabi nga nila, the funniest people are the saddest people in the world. i really think it's true. kasi we only find humor in tragedy. think about it :) hmmm... ano nga bang bago sa akin? for one, regular na ako sa job ko! woohoo!!! *ngising aso* i was really delighted when i got my regularization letter plus a gift from my boss &lt;em&gt;[see bear in the chinese rat costume :P]&lt;/em&gt;. i was really happy though alam ko na naman nung fourth month ko pa lang na regular na ako [yabang! hahaha]. medyo bad trip nga lang yung increase ko kasi it was too low than what i've expected but i can't complain since i haven't proven anything yet for my performance. but i'm soo proud of myself nung sabihin ng boss ko [the coolest boss in the world!] na she has no complaints with my performance and attitude and that i really do good on my job. [i know i do! hahaha] it was really a great news for me na sobrang lungkot nung mga nakakaraang mga araw. and i couldn't complain lalo pa kung binigyan pa ako ng bonus kahit ang gauge nun eh yung performance ko of last year [which is like less than 3 months lang] and yet i got almost a month's worth of salary :) too bad nga lang pambayad ko na yun ng camera na pinabili ko sa officemate ko na pinadala ng office namin sa US. so now, i have no money but i got a rockin' 12.1mp canon cam! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hjdz1e5aI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Qp6ySzeohr8/s1600-h/bearat!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hjdz1e5aI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Qp6ySzeohr8/s400/bearat!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186004334699013538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hqGz1e5bI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HiadBJtkhPI/s1600-h/canon+sd950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hqGz1e5bI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HiadBJtkhPI/s400/canon+sd950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186011636143416754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the gift i was supposed to give ex-bf for his birthday but after what he did to me, i had apprehension of giving it to him. i asked a couple of officemates and they said i shouldn't give it. he doesn't deserve it, i said to myself. and after seeing myself wearing the shirt, i know i did the right decision! i'm looking hot in my blue collar-up [it's meant to be worn this way :P] polo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_h0aj1e5cI/AAAAAAAAAhI/U7MyXdX-uAw/s1600-h/tyler+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_h0aj1e5cI/AAAAAAAAAhI/U7MyXdX-uAw/s400/tyler+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186022970562110914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_h0aj1e5dI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/f0wNaGPhrjg/s1600-h/tyler+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_h0aj1e5dI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/f0wNaGPhrjg/s400/tyler+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186022970562110930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAu0zTLgoYI/AAAAAAAAAig/AD8QrEvQ7yg/s1600-h/tyler+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/SAu0zTLgoYI/AAAAAAAAAig/AD8QrEvQ7yg/s400/tyler+03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191441788889506178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-9055605952225557211?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hjdz1e5aI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Qp6ySzeohr8/s72-c/bearat!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3935642497249470479</id><published>2008-04-06T13:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:13:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought you knew...</title><content type='html'>received these with a box of almond chocolates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hhBT1e5YI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wYVkDbwJop8/s1600-h/note+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hhBT1e5YI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wYVkDbwJop8/s400/note+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186001646049486210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hhBz1e5ZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/NYUjaHopQtc/s1600-h/note+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hhBz1e5ZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/NYUjaHopQtc/s400/note+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186001654639420818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've hurt you but i didn't intend to. i thought you knew that i'm not ready yet. i thought you understood my situation. i thought you felt that i'm still trying to move on. and i don't wanna be unfair to myself and to you. i don't wanna make you my rebound. because you don't deserve it. because you are good to me.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you knew i'm not ready yet. i thought we're just having fun hanging out together every morning after work. i know you know i don't wanna hurt you. if i sent you wrong signals, i'm sorry. i appreciate everything that you are but i'm just not ready yet for anything beyond friendship.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hanging out with you :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3935642497249470479?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3935642497249470479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3935642497249470479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3935642497249470479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3935642497249470479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-thought-you-knew.html' title='i thought you knew...'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R_hhBT1e5YI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wYVkDbwJop8/s72-c/note+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3316050987917490634</id><published>2008-04-01T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T04:57:32.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apology not accepted</title><content type='html'>just received a text message from him. he's apologizing. sorry daw. classic him. always too late. needs to be reminded that he should be sorry. and as always may pangungunsensya and halong pagiging defensive. ex-bf, pagod na akong intindihin ka. pagod na akong maawa sa sarili ko. be with your new bf and be happy with him. huwag mo na akong pansinin, just like what you've been doing to me for the past weeks. bakit bigla kang magsosorry and magpaparamdam uli sa text? kasi alam mong nakasakit ka ng tao? alam mo kasing ginago mo ako. and somehow binalewala and pinaglaruan. tama na. tigilan mo na ako please. ayoko nang magkaroon ng ugnayan sayo. as much as i hate to burn bridges right now [and i know i MAY regret it someday] but it's all i can do right now to protect myself. pagod na akong masaktan. pagod na akong umiyak. pagod na akong umasa. pagod na pagod na pagod na akong umintindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...C &lt;strong&gt;[name ni ex-bf]&lt;/strong&gt; ako nagsasabng sori"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, right. sana naisip mong ako ito, ex mo, kaibigan mo above anything else, na nasaktan mo. na pinaglaruan mo at pinaikot for your bf's sadistic pleasure. if you really care for me, sana kinansel mo agad yung dinner natin as soon as you know na hindi naman pala pwede. sana ikaw ang naunang nagsabi sa akin ng hindi tuloy at hindi yung bf mo pa ang nagtext sa akin. sana hindi ka nagconfirm sa akin nung friday nang tinext kita kung tuloy ba o hindi para hindi na ako nagsayang ng oras para magplano, makipagpalit ng schedule kay -m and bumili ng regalo. please stop making excuses. wala kang pera at hindi mo ko maiti-treat?! bakit kelan ba ako naging mapili sa kaya mong ibigay?! kailan ba kita hindi inintindi kapag wala kang pera?! kelan ba kita iniwan sa ere?! that is a fucking stupid excuse. use it for someone else, not me. hindi ako bobo. alam mo yan. but you keep on underestimating me. i don't deserve it. i don't deserve you. fuck you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3316050987917490634?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3316050987917490634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3316050987917490634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3316050987917490634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3316050987917490634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/04/apology-not-accepted.html' title='apology not accepted'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7319042380211147986</id><published>2008-03-31T05:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T05:56:12.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you fucking deserve each other</title><content type='html'>tang ina ang sakit naman ng ginawa mo sa akin... you committed a week ago na you'll meet up with me tonight for a dinner kasi birthday mo but suddenly you're cancelling it kasi sabi ng bf mo?! i asked you several times if tuloy and you assured me nung friday kaya bumili pa ako ng gift and i prepared pa some surprises pa and nakipagpalit pa ako ng schedule sa officemate ko kasi sabi mo tuloy na tuloy. but at the very last minute sasabihin mo sa akin na hindi na?! tang ina be a man! hindi mo itutuloy kasi you respect your bf? bakit hindi mo naisip yan nung tinanong kita if i could see you? bakit hindi mo naisip yan nung nagconfirm ako sayo last friday? bakit hindi mo man nasabi before i made plans?! sobrang unfair ka! ang sakit-sakit ng puso ko right now. literally. sa sobrang sama ng loob. and ang lalo pang nakakasama ng loob eh bf mo pa ang magsasabi sa akin na cancelled ang meet-up natin tonight?! anong karapatang niyang i-cancel yun eh ikaw ang kausap ko?! ex mo ko, oo, naipamukha mo na iyon. sobrang daming beses na. and tinatanggap ko naman eh. kahit parang pinapatay ako kapag naiisip ko yun pero sana respeto lang sa akin. wag na lang bilang ex. kundi kaibigan. kasi ikaw yung kausap ko hindi siya. ikaw yung nakakasakit ng damdamin ko now. and anong reason ng bf mo? kasi masisira ko ang plano niya for your birthday?! putang ina niya! pumayag na nga akong pumunta ng office mo para lang magkasama tayo ng ISANG ORAS sa araw ng birthday mo pero bigla na lang maka-cancel dahil ayaw niya? dahil may plan siya for your birthday? then why doesn't he fucking work his plans around our scheduled meet-up? mahirap ba yun? and to make you mad at me he sent you my text messages to him para nga naman ako yung mukhang nagsimula ng away! i could have done the same and texted you what he told me but what for? siya lang naman ang papaniwalaan mo, di ba? you have no idea how many times i considered cancelling our dinner for your birthday kasi sobrang sakit na sa akin na makita ka pa kahit alam kong may bf ka nang iba. pero kahit masakit, i pushed through with it. kasi sabi ng kapatid mo. kasi sabi ni jayvee. kasi respeto na lang daw sa napag-usapan natin. respeto na lang daw sa pinagsamahan natin bilang magkaibigan above anything else. ako naman si tanga naniwala sa kanila. kasi i value your feelings and i considered kung ano ang mararamdaman mo if in case ika-cancel ko yun. kasi ayokong makasakit lalo pa't special day mo yun. kahit sobrang sakit sa loob na kaya hindi mo ako ininvite sa birthday celebration mo last saturday sa house ninyo sa antipolo eh dahil andun yung bf mong hindi mo maamin sa akin. bakit nga ba hindi mo maamin sa akin yung 'bf' mo? may ikinahihiya ka ba o ikinatatakot? your sister invited me dahil post-birthday celebration niya rin yun, di ba? but i declined kasi i respect your time with your bf. i should've cancelled our meet-up. hindi na lang sana ako nakinig sa payo ng sister mo and my bestfriend. para hindi ganito kasakit yung nararamdaman ko right now. kasi hindi mo alam kung gaano mo ako sinaktan. kasi, tulad ng nasabi ko na sa kapatid mo at kay jayvee, ito na yung last time na i will see you kasi sobrang magpapakalayo na ako. and dahil sa ginawa mo you really pushed me to the edge. i don't deserve to be treated that way. na mapaglaruan. tao kitang kinausap. tao kitang tinanong kung tuloy at um-oo ka. sobrang tanga ko naniwala ako sa pagpapaasa mo. you could have said no agad nung tinanong kita a week ago if you wanna meet up for your birthday kung naiisip mo yung respect excuse na ginagamit mo ngayon. and kung alam na ng bf mo yan a week ago, tulad ng nasabi niya sa akin, bakit bigla niyang ipapa-cancel sayo yung meet up natin the night before tayo magkita? para paglaruan ako? may sarili ka namang utak di ba?! may sariling desisyon! bakit hindi mo gamitin and stand up for yourself? kunsabagay sabi kasi ng bf mo eh. de-susi ka na nga pala ng taong nagmamahala sayo ng tunay. sana masaya kayo sa ginawa ninyo sa akin. kasi mas malala ka pa kay bhogs. at least siya he has the fucking guts to say no to me ng diretsahan. hindi niya ako pinaasa. and i deserve an apology. but kelan ka nga naman pala nagsorry sa akin di ba? you'll never say it unless i asked for it. i hope magpakasaya kayo sa birthday mo and sa mga susunod mo pang mga birthdays. kasi siya lang naman ang nagmamahal sayo ng todo at totoo, di ba? sana magtagal kayo habangbuhay kasi you deserve each other.&lt;br /&gt;IISANG ORAS LANG ANG HINIHILING KO SAYO. isang linggong pagpapaasa ang ginawa mo sa akin. and sana masaya ka sa ginawa mo sa akin sa araw ng birthday mo. hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan itong araw na ito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7319042380211147986?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4650352535580696104</id><published>2008-03-27T12:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:13:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kaya mahal ko si google eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;+63916424****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[27-Mar-08 12:03]&lt;/em&gt;: Hi &lt;strong&gt;[full name ko pa in fairness!]&lt;/strong&gt;. Im sears guy &lt;em&gt;[in fairness, full name rin ang ibinigay ni surprise texter!]&lt;/em&gt; 27 discreet guy for serious and matured stuff. 5'6 135 lbs med buil wid fair smooth complexn. i heard ur nice luking and mabait. I hope ur seeking 4 a serious frndshp 2. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bigla naman akong nawindang sa text na to just a few minutes ago! wow parang nag-aadvertise sa dyaryo! harharhar i later found out that shel gave my number to this guy. one of shel's officemate. i searched for his info online since ayaw niya ipakita ang &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;friendster&lt;/a&gt; niya. i tried searching on &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;friendster&lt;/a&gt; using his name and variations of it but nil. pero nung sinearch ko sa &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt; lumabas ang &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;friendster&lt;/a&gt; account ng loko hehehe [hello ka naman dyan! aayaw-ayaw ka pa eh alam lahat ni &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt; ang secrets ng mankind lol] sabi nila great things come unannounced. let's see kung saan hahantong ang simulang ito ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4650352535580696104?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4650352535580696104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4650352535580696104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4650352535580696104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4650352535580696104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/03/kaya-mahal-ko-si-google-eh.html' title='kaya mahal ko si google eh'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-1792941846230861752</id><published>2008-03-22T07:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:03:44.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girl, ano ba...</title><content type='html'>"girl, ano ba... may boyfriend na siya. maawa ka naman sa sarili mo. okay lang na i-meet mo siya sa birthday niya pero pagkatapos nun move on na."&lt;br /&gt;damn, jayvee said the right words. those are the words i've been longing to hear. he really knows what to say and when to say it. kahit prem-prem ang bestfriend kong yun eh kilala niya talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;tangna, i owe myself the chance to be happy. if he chooses to spend his birthday celebration in antipolo this coming 29 with his bf and his fucking photographer friends then so be it! tama nang i-meet ko lang siya sa 31 for a dinner then tama na after that. and tama si jayvee, ang pangit ng ipinalit niya sa akin! tang ina, yun lang ang sobrang nakakainsulto! hmpf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-1792941846230861752?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1792941846230861752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=1792941846230861752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1792941846230861752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1792941846230861752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/03/girl-ano-ba.html' title='girl, ano ba...'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4109944371437054186</id><published>2008-03-19T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:19:05.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isa pang hirit from my panagbenga trip</title><content type='html'>may mga nakalkal pa akong pics ko from my panagbenga trip. ito yung time na pabalik na ako ng manila hanggang makati. this is the same time na medyo nag-sink in na mag-isa akong nag-byahe and medyo sad siya. haaayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EekVirF9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/eaDU2hpcRvM/s1600-h/panagbenga+66.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EekVirF9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/eaDU2hpcRvM/s320/panagbenga+66.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179454656059480018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EelFirF-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/3wagz6bzayE/s1600-h/panagbenga+67.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EelFirF-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/3wagz6bzayE/s320/panagbenga+67.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179454668944381922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EellirF_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/OK0aFJO9zeY/s1600-h/panagbenga+68.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EellirF_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/OK0aFJO9zeY/s320/panagbenga+68.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179454677534316530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EemFirGAI/AAAAAAAAAgA/z2CqU_tXiYM/s1600-h/panagbenga+69.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EemFirGAI/AAAAAAAAAgA/z2CqU_tXiYM/s320/panagbenga+69.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179454686124251138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EemVirGBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8XCtvyXABYY/s1600-h/panagbenga+70.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EemVirGBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8XCtvyXABYY/s320/panagbenga+70.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179454690419218450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EfClirGCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1AsMG4qBwZA/s1600-h/panagbenga+71.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EfClirGCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1AsMG4qBwZA/s320/panagbenga+71.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179455175750522914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-Egx1irGEI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OQ_1rp_C8co/s1600-h/panagbenga+72.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-Egx1irGEI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OQ_1rp_C8co/s320/panagbenga+72.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179457087010969666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4109944371437054186?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4109944371437054186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4109944371437054186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4109944371437054186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4109944371437054186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/03/isa-pang-hirit-from-my-panagbenga-trip.html' title='isa pang hirit from my panagbenga trip'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R-EekVirF9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/eaDU2hpcRvM/s72-c/panagbenga+66.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-216437964449341327</id><published>2008-03-14T06:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:44:11.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pahabol sa panagbenga</title><content type='html'>at dahil ngayon lang ako sinipag na mag-online para makapagsulat ng blog, ngayon ko na lang din ipo-post yung mga pics ko sa last few hours ko sa baguio nung panagbenga :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mnyFirF0I/AAAAAAAAAeg/kCcBvSkDDeY/s1600-h/panagbenga+57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mnyFirF0I/AAAAAAAAAeg/kCcBvSkDDeY/s320/panagbenga+57.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177353725562001218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mny1irF1I/AAAAAAAAAeo/EiqdmMqnLDY/s1600-h/panagbenga+58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mny1irF1I/AAAAAAAAAeo/EiqdmMqnLDY/s320/panagbenga+58.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177353738446903122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si manong guard ng starbucks super pose hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mnzVirF2I/AAAAAAAAAew/kC5dmuLzmuo/s1600-h/panagbenga+59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mnzVirF2I/AAAAAAAAAew/kC5dmuLzmuo/s320/panagbenga+59.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177353747036837730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mn0VirF3I/AAAAAAAAAe4/URKQXT5QcPo/s1600-h/panagbenga+60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mn0VirF3I/AAAAAAAAAe4/URKQXT5QcPo/s320/panagbenga+60.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177353764216706930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mn1FirF4I/AAAAAAAAAfA/516c_m-Ai10/s1600-h/panagbenga+61.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mn1FirF4I/AAAAAAAAAfA/516c_m-Ai10/s320/panagbenga+61.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177353777101608834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mrtVirF5I/AAAAAAAAAfI/zLKmkksUL-0/s1600-h/panagbenga+62.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mrtVirF5I/AAAAAAAAAfI/zLKmkksUL-0/s320/panagbenga+62.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177358042004133778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mrt1irF6I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Sx7ih7xPqY8/s1600-h/panagbenga+63.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mrt1irF6I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Sx7ih7xPqY8/s320/panagbenga+63.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177358050594068386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mrulirF7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/BY-tSMCECQs/s1600-h/panagbenga+64.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mrulirF7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/BY-tSMCECQs/s320/panagbenga+64.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177358063478970290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mru1irF8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/ds1SxxNTdgY/s1600-h/panagbenga+65.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mru1irF8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/ds1SxxNTdgY/s320/panagbenga+65.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177358067773937602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-216437964449341327?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/216437964449341327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=216437964449341327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/216437964449341327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/216437964449341327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/03/at-dahil-ngayon-lang-ako-sinipag-na-mag.html' title='pahabol sa panagbenga'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9mnyFirF0I/AAAAAAAAAeg/kCcBvSkDDeY/s72-c/panagbenga+57.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8766233206559274199</id><published>2008-03-14T05:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T05:39:41.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>left and right</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9meXVirFyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/x3IPjhV-vHI/s1600-h/left.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9meXVirFyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/x3IPjhV-vHI/s320/left.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177343370395850530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9meX1irFzI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XWoW1SmPku4/s1600-h/right.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9meX1irFzI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XWoW1SmPku4/s320/right.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177343378985785138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasumpungan kong i-photocopy yung handprints ko nung one time nang wala akong magawa [na halos lagi naman :P] sa office. it took me a few days more para mai-send through fax yung images ng handprints ko to our team's fax inbox sa outlook kasi medyo mahirap tumiyempo na ako lang ang nakaka-access since everyone's using it from time to time. iyan ang nagagawa ng taong bored sa buhay hehehe&lt;br /&gt;magpahula na lang kaya ako? harharhar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8766233206559274199?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8766233206559274199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8766233206559274199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8766233206559274199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8766233206559274199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/03/left-and-right.html' title='left and right'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R9meXVirFyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/x3IPjhV-vHI/s72-c/left.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4991570482540259944</id><published>2008-03-03T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T05:36:41.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/20/2008 IM conversation with -M</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:29 PM]: tapos k n ng report mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:29 PM]: not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:29 PM]: ikaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: d p rin e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: may sasabihin ako sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: pero mamaya na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: ano yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: makakapaghintay naman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: abpout what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: gawa muna tyo report hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: about baguio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: sige na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: about baguio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: d ko sure if aalis ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:30 PM]: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: bakit hindi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: una kasi ang potang jv hindi ko makontak e siya dapat kasama ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: nanghihinayang ka sa gasos and effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: then nagkausap kmi ni ex-bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: and?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: though hindi ako ung main reason but i learned na nagcut n nmn siya ng wrist nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: nye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: parang hindi naman kasi enjoy ung pupunta ako dun mag-isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:31 PM]: youre too beautiful Gurl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: you had him suicidal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: gaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: puta ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: kami pa lang naman nagcut na un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: d b nakwento ko na dati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: pero seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: e ngayon parang mas nagiging violent siya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: gawain ng bata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: naku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: kasi pati mukha niya raw inuumpog n niya sa dingding or wherever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:32 PM]: nakakatakot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: asa abusive "relationship" siya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: pero he's dating a guy na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: puta siya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: with himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: e un nga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: tapos anong meron dunsa diune date nya/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: i wna reach out pero hindi ko na alam kung paano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: bakit pa rin sya nag lalaslas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: kung ok naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: hindi ko alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:33 PM]: he's dating the guy pero feeling ko ginagawa niyang fallback ung guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: iniiyakan nga raw siya nung nalamang nagcut sya ng wrist e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: so gusto ka pa nya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: oo naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]:ikaw,gusto pa din sya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: puta sa ganda kong to gurl tanga lng aayaw hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: bakit di kayo magbalikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: ang dali sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: pero seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: kung wala syang drama noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: yun yun,ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:34 PM]: sobrang mahal ko ung gagong un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: oo nga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: tama ka jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: tumbok mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: pero di mo masakyan drama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: sabihin pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: kasi kung gusto pa rin ninyo isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: puta sabi ko nga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: gusto natin isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: e di ang dali ng sulosyon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: at nakikipagbalikan ako sayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: pero bat ayaw mo sa king makipagbalikan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: kasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: kasi DAW hindi na niya kilala ang sarili nya with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:35 PM]: full of drama ex mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:36 PM]: sorry ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:36 PM]: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:36 PM]: nacoconsume daw siya sa relationship natin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:36 PM]: ay pota gurl para siyang mmk marathon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:37 PM]: kailangan pa nya mag mature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:37 PM]: im sure should tjat happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:37 PM]: matatawa na lang sya sa sarili nya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:37 PM]: tipong maricel soriano drama special back-to-back ng ang pangarap kong jackpot ni carlo j. puro kadramahan at emote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:37 PM]: pero babalikan pa kya nya ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:37 PM]: haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: e di balikan moi kung kaya mo sakyan drama nya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: sabi ko nga sa kanya kanina, "hinihintay lng naman kta e"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: kasi pag nagbalikan kayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: wala na syang drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: bakla ilang milyong beses ko na nag-try makipagbalikan sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: feeling ko yun hinahanap nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: kailangan ang dramatic at breakdown moment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:38 PM]: laging sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: e may ibang guy na sa picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: kung meron na at happy sya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: bakit pa sya suicidal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: ano yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: hindi ko alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: drama over you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: baka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: cguro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: or yung new guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: sana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:39 PM]: ang sabi nya sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:40 PM]: haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:40 PM]: ang hirap ng buhay ng isang courtesan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:40 PM]: sinabi nya yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:40 PM]: ano sya geisha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:40 PM]: alam mo bang sa buong baguio trip siya naiisip ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:40 PM]: kasi puno ng memories namin ang baguio e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:41 PM]: pero d ko na lang snasabi senyo kasi yoko naman masira ung moments natin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:41 PM]: loka ako ung courtesan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:41 PM]: buti ka nga at least u feel happy nung nasa baguio ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:41 PM]: eh ano yung sinasabi mong sinabi nya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:41 PM]: ako buong trip wwishing and hoping kasama siya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: happy nga ako sa baguio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: sobra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: sinabi niya na ako daw reason (partly) why he cut his wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: partlly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: so may iba pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: well he has some other issues pa naman kasi sa buhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: ang dami naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:42 PM]: though hindi niya sinabi kung ano pa un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: ang bata pa nya ang dami ng issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: artista un e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: oo nga. medyo sad din kasi childhood nun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: baka di na nya makaya pag tumanda tanda na sya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: at ganun pa rin sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: *sya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:43 PM]: no tv, laruan, police ang tatay, lumaki na over-protected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: kaya nga i wna reach out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: di namna kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: pero pinipigilan ko ang sarili ko na wag masyado ma-involve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: kasi baka hindi ko na makilala ang sarili ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: feeling mo may responsibilidad ka sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:44 PM]: sobra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: and partly to be blamed sa mga nangyayari sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: nye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: wala akaong alam sa kanya ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: ang hirap ng sitwasyon ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: pero ganun ba kalaki kabigat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: mga pinoproblema nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: madamdamin kasi un sobra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:45 PM]: parang elepante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:46 PM]: sobrang hindi makalimot sa mga past issues namin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:46 PM]: baka kailangan nya ng shrink girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:46 PM]: so pilit niyang isusumbat syo kung ano man naging problems nyo dati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:46 PM]: sorry ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:46 PM]: kahit akala ko (dahil napag-usapan namin) na tapos na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: actually i've wanted him to seek professional help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: napagusapan na namin un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: im sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: i mean dati pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: na offend sya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: tama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: he's open sa idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:47 PM]: but it didn't push through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:53 PM]: mahirap magpalaki at magpatino talga ng bf noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-M&lt;/strong&gt; [11:53 PM]: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:53 PM]: sabihin pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; [11:53 PM]: haaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4991570482540259944?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4991570482540259944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4991570482540259944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4991570482540259944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4991570482540259944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/03/02202008-im-conversation-with-m.html' title='02/20/2008 IM conversation with -M'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4698716605299695824</id><published>2008-02-24T17:44:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:36:13.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoblog: float parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E-MjAHCUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/u87M2YI4mEo/s1600-h/panagbenga+26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E-MjAHCUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/u87M2YI4mEo/s320/panagbenga+26.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170482232473094466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa late akong nagising, ito na ang unang float na naabutan ko. napunta rin ako sa same location where i was the day before nung streetdance parade sa ilalim ng overpass just next to hotel veniz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E-NTAHCVI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-DVpg6rDtck/s1600-h/panagbenga+27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E-NTAHCVI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-DVpg6rDtck/s320/panagbenga+27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170482245357996370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;float ng ama ed. hindi ko masyadong matandaan yung structure nung float. tulog pa utak ko nitong mga time na 'to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E-NzAHCWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IQVtN7e9t8U/s1600-h/panagbenga+28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E-NzAHCWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IQVtN7e9t8U/s320/panagbenga+28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170482253947930978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag-inarte ang kabayo ng globe at ayaw na maglakad hehehe walang magawa ang mga organizers kundi hintaying umayos ang mood swing ni horsie harharhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E_GzAHCXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fNJOoEKqLaI/s1600-h/panagbenga+29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E_GzAHCXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fNJOoEKqLaI/s320/panagbenga+29.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170483233200474482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tina-try ni kuya na amuin si horsie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E_HTAHCYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/dSRhdhcNkNA/s1600-h/panagbenga+30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E_HTAHCYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/dSRhdhcNkNA/s320/panagbenga+30.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170483241790409090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magnolia float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E_HjAHCZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/_5JVsxZtF1E/s1600-h/panagbenga+31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E_HjAHCZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/_5JVsxZtF1E/s320/panagbenga+31.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170483246085376402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the best floats i've seen. it's from peoplesupport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8FAIDAHCaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mCpv8bG407w/s1600-h/panagbenga+32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8FAIDAHCaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mCpv8bG407w/s320/panagbenga+32.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170484354186938786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember kung sino sponsor nito, basta pandikit siya hehehe basta tanda ko lang may parang superhero sa tuktok ng float tapos may dalawang characters na parang nag-aaway sa gilid. tapos parang nagdidikit sila ng kung ano sa side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8FAIjAHCbI/AAAAAAAAAVc/CQm-bpgakSA/s1600-h/panagbenga+33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8FAIjAHCbI/AAAAAAAAAVc/CQm-bpgakSA/s320/panagbenga+33.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170484362776873394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the marching bands sa parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8FAJDAHCcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xUKjK7rS2vI/s1600-h/panagbenga+34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8FAJDAHCcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xUKjK7rS2vI/s320/panagbenga+34.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170484371366808002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binuhat yung chabelitang drummer ng marching band ng mga patpating members. in fairness okay yung kinalabasan ng effort nila :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjKTAHCeI/AAAAAAAAAV4/STWD8bbQzpo/s1600-h/panagbenga+35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjKTAHCeI/AAAAAAAAAV4/STWD8bbQzpo/s320/panagbenga+35.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170804350725327330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang superstar ng parade! si jabi!!! nakakatawang mas sinisigawan pa si jollibee ng mga tao kaysa sa ibang artistang andun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjKjAHCfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/b0PADEkUqYI/s1600-h/panagbenga+36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjKjAHCfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/b0PADEkUqYI/s320/panagbenga+36.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170804355020294642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syempre dapat double exposure. super sikat eh hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjLDAHCgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Uk62H9QadZE/s1600-h/panagbenga+37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjLDAHCgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Uk62H9QadZE/s320/panagbenga+37.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170804363610229250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry ng smart, the best i've seen sa parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjNzAHChI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TIuzqtaYBKs/s1600-h/panagbenga+38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjNzAHChI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TIuzqtaYBKs/s320/panagbenga+38.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170804410854869522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side view ng smart float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjODAHCiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/eAnV_PuKODQ/s1600-h/panagbenga+39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8JjODAHCiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/eAnV_PuKODQ/s320/panagbenga+39.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170804415149836834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cebuana lhuiller's entry. nagustuhan ko rin yung bahay kubo concept nila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuxTAHCjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/YNrvzxU-ZRY/s1600-h/panagbenga+40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuxTAHCjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/YNrvzxU-ZRY/s320/panagbenga+40.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170887484112308786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ay si pera padala"&lt;/em&gt;, sabi ng girl na katabi ko &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; at least may recall :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuxzAHCkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iPL9qfmi5GY/s1600-h/panagbenga+41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuxzAHCkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iPL9qfmi5GY/s320/panagbenga+41.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170887492702243394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelica panganiban for cebuana lhuiller pa rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuyTAHClI/AAAAAAAAAWw/J1HjMiDkoTA/s1600-h/panagbenga+42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuyTAHClI/AAAAAAAAAWw/J1HjMiDkoTA/s320/panagbenga+42.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170887501292178002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuyjAHCmI/AAAAAAAAAW4/MRzMIdQUjH4/s1600-h/panagbenga+43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuyjAHCmI/AAAAAAAAAW4/MRzMIdQUjH4/s320/panagbenga+43.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170887505587145314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapamilya float! nasa taas sina jomari yllana and jodi sta. maria. sina gerard naman and kim eh nasa baba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuyzAHCnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/0isKbjrgoYw/s1600-h/panagbenga+44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8KuyzAHCnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/0isKbjrgoYw/s320/panagbenga+44.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170887509882112626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang wafu ni gerard anderson! sayang nga lang at hindi ko nakunan ng maayos huhuhu siya yung naka-white na polo sa picture hehehe para siyang doll na masarap i-kiss maghapon harharhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjcjAHCoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1Jko_O6Cn2U/s1600-h/panagbenga+45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjcjAHCoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1Jko_O6Cn2U/s320/panagbenga+45.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171437982955539074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry ng teacher's camp. astig din itong float na ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjdTAHCpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tuT6VYVNwpw/s1600-h/panagbenga+46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjdTAHCpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tuT6VYVNwpw/s320/panagbenga+46.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171437995840440978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another float na bahay structure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjdzAHCqI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Lv7DQp4DSB8/s1600-h/panagbenga+47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjdzAHCqI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Lv7DQp4DSB8/s320/panagbenga+47.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438004430375586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;company ni robina at ng kakambal niyang ahas! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjeTAHCrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_90EeZeKGLI/s1600-h/panagbenga+48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjeTAHCrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_90EeZeKGLI/s320/panagbenga+48.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438013020310194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry ng isang hotel chain company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjfzAHCsI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Tr4ZUcABvvU/s1600-h/panagbenga+49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SjfzAHCsI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Tr4ZUcABvvU/s320/panagbenga+49.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438038790113986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may energy, mas happy! :) &lt;em&gt;[sayang wala si kc hmpf]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkOzAHCtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xz5bPzlKVJc/s1600-h/panagbenga+50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkOzAHCtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xz5bPzlKVJc/s320/panagbenga+50.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438846243965650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry ni pichay! nakakaloka! hindi ko alam kung ano ang gusto niyang mangyari at ang aga niyang mangandidato sa baguio! pinagtataasan tuloy siya ng kilay ng mga tao dun hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkPDAHCuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/LDw05ypQb6Y/s1600-h/panagbenga+51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkPDAHCuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/LDw05ypQb6Y/s320/panagbenga+51.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438850538932962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ateng melanie m. for a placenta soap! :) nawindang naman daw ako sa suot ng mga kasama niya dahil super topless at pekpek shorts ang mga boylets niya kahit sobrang lamig sa baguio lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after melanie's float were some small groups of people na lang. si ate melanie m. ang last float but i'd wish the parade ended with a bigger and grander float. i went to cafe volante and had lunch with an eb after the parade. in fairness cafe volante never disappointed me once sa mga food nila. yung waiting time lang nila minsan ang nakakabugnot hmpf &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkQjAHCvI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Vu8YQMqAgPE/s1600-h/panagbenga+52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkQjAHCvI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Vu8YQMqAgPE/s320/panagbenga+52.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438876308736754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkQzAHCwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/kSnPmusH3Ww/s1600-h/panagbenga+53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkQzAHCwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/kSnPmusH3Ww/s320/panagbenga+53.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438880603704066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkRzAHCxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/IY1nbDtmC54/s1600-h/panagbenga+54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8SkRzAHCxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/IY1nbDtmC54/s320/panagbenga+54.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171438897783573266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VnLjAHCzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/5HsXj51b6pU/s1600-h/panagbenga+56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VnLjAHCzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/5HsXj51b6pU/s320/panagbenga+56.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171653195176807218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4698716605299695824?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4698716605299695824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4698716605299695824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4698716605299695824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4698716605299695824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/photoblog-float-parade.html' title='photoblog: float parade'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8E-MjAHCUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/u87M2YI4mEo/s72-c/panagbenga+26.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-1498980841545177797</id><published>2008-02-23T22:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T07:10:57.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoblog: panagbenga street dance '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8ba9jAHC3I/AAAAAAAAAZA/DYbLMSp_fK8/s1600-h/panagbenga+56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8c-9jAHDeI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gTgbn4eDiZw/s320/panagbenga+92.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172171924146949602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8c--TAHDfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ES1momJWfTc/s1600-h/panagbenga+93.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8c--TAHDfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ES1momJWfTc/s320/panagbenga+93.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172171937031851506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-1498980841545177797?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1498980841545177797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=1498980841545177797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1498980841545177797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1498980841545177797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/photoblog-panagbenga-street-dance-08.html' title='photoblog: panagbenga street dance &apos;08'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8ba9jAHC3I/AAAAAAAAAZA/DYbLMSp_fK8/s72-c/panagbenga+56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6952438718726909586</id><published>2008-02-23T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T08:26:45.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoblog: maulang hapon sa baguio</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8uTAHCQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/SAO-iZB046E/s1600-h/panagbenga+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8uTAHCQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/SAO-iZB046E/s320/panagbenga+21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170128769549535490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8ujAHCRI/AAAAAAAAAUM/S_etxMDxlJY/s1600-h/panagbenga+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8ujAHCRI/AAAAAAAAAUM/S_etxMDxlJY/s320/panagbenga+22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170128773844502802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8vDAHCSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/bBvJRHvBxNg/s1600-h/panagbenga+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8vDAHCSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/bBvJRHvBxNg/s320/panagbenga+23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170128782434437410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8vTAHCTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QW54WBG3rlg/s1600-h/panagbenga+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8vTAHCTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QW54WBG3rlg/s320/panagbenga+24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170128786729404722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8StqTAHCyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/cnlzfMeol5Q/s1600-h/panagbenga+25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8StqTAHCyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/cnlzfMeol5Q/s320/panagbenga+25.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171449214295018274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6952438718726909586?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6952438718726909586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6952438718726909586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6952438718726909586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6952438718726909586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/photoblog-maulang-hapon-sa-baguio.html' title='photoblog: maulang hapon sa baguio'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7_8uTAHCQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/SAO-iZB046E/s72-c/panagbenga+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2518206738742805799</id><published>2008-02-23T12:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:53:32.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoblog: panagbenga adventure '08 [side trip]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VrCzAHC0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TJi6NAAYeTo/s1600-h/panagbenga+15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VrCzAHC0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TJi6NAAYeTo/s320/panagbenga+15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171657442899462978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VrDjAHC1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/YjL24-SWCx8/s1600-h/panagbenga+16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VrDjAHC1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/YjL24-SWCx8/s320/panagbenga+16.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171657455784364882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VrETAHC2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/SmccmYgL1ug/s1600-h/panagbenga+17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VrETAHC2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/SmccmYgL1ug/s320/panagbenga+17.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171657468669266786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7-kCTAHCOI/AAAAAAAAAT0/GauDm_FDs4M/s1600-h/panagbenga+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7-kCTAHCOI/AAAAAAAAAT0/GauDm_FDs4M/s320/panagbenga+19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170031256612047074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7-keDAHCPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/zxzk9jUq--s/s1600-h/panagbenga+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7-keDAHCPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/zxzk9jUq--s/s320/panagbenga+20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170031733353416946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2518206738742805799?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2518206738742805799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2518206738742805799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2518206738742805799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2518206738742805799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/photoblog-panagbenga-adventure-08-side.html' title='photoblog: panagbenga adventure &apos;08 [side trip]'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R8VrCzAHC0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TJi6NAAYeTo/s72-c/panagbenga+15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-1480833663277614967</id><published>2008-02-22T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T20:24:08.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoblog: panagbenga adventure '08 uli</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769sTAHCHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/845hdrwcrNc/s1600-h/panagbenga+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769sTAHCHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/845hdrwcrNc/s320/panagbenga+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169777990980536434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769sjAHCII/AAAAAAAAATE/OfnkTdQjX30/s1600-h/panagbenga+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769sjAHCII/AAAAAAAAATE/OfnkTdQjX30/s320/panagbenga+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169777995275503746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769sjAHCJI/AAAAAAAAATM/pjrXHEAf6nk/s1600-h/panagbenga+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769sjAHCJI/AAAAAAAAATM/pjrXHEAf6nk/s320/panagbenga+11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169777995275503762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769tDAHCKI/AAAAAAAAATU/LCChMhf0rKE/s1600-h/panagbenga+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769tDAHCKI/AAAAAAAAATU/LCChMhf0rKE/s320/panagbenga+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169778003865438370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769tTAHCLI/AAAAAAAAATc/GPdW-9BKhV8/s1600-h/panagbenga+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769tTAHCLI/AAAAAAAAATc/GPdW-9BKhV8/s320/panagbenga+13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169778008160405682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R76-fjAHCMI/AAAAAAAAATk/OG3bO4uliLk/s1600-h/panagbenga+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R76-fjAHCMI/AAAAAAAAATk/OG3bO4uliLk/s320/panagbenga+14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169778871448832194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring day. *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-1480833663277614967?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1480833663277614967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=1480833663277614967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1480833663277614967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1480833663277614967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/photoblog-panagbenga-adventure-08-uli.html' title='photoblog: panagbenga adventure &apos;08 uli'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R769sTAHCHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/845hdrwcrNc/s72-c/panagbenga+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7763827719385682319</id><published>2008-02-22T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:23:36.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick note from baguio</title><content type='html'>quick update! [dahil walang ginagawa right now at naka-tengga sa mall lol]&lt;br /&gt;i'm in sm baguio right now just to find a putang inang usb a to 5-pin usb b cable na i need for ex-bf's cam. hindi ko alam sa paksyet na place na to why they don't have one available huhuhu so malamang manghihiram pa ako sa naka-eb ko last night. ibibigay daw niya later today eh. sana mahiram ko until sunday hehehe yung cam kasi ni ex-bf eh 32mb lang ang memory card eh tig-3 megapixels yung quality ng pics na kinukunan ko [mas tipid sa space kesa sa max na 5megapixels quality ng cam niya] kaya mga 20 lang yata na pictures nase-save ko hmpf hindi ko naman magamit yung 32mb na memory card ng phone ko kasi kailangan pa ng adapter nun and dagdag gastos lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch with my friend na pilot kanina sa solibao sa may burnham park. dumating siya with his arabong karir ng around 11am. may dala siyang sasakyan [na kuntodo niyang ipinagyayabang hmpf] kaya medyo madaling gumala sana but i opted not to go with them at ayokong maging yaya ng dalawa hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i also bought organic soaps for my officemate na nakasama ko last weekend sa baguio. she likes the smell of it daw kasi sobra and may whitening effect pa siya. nagpabili siya ng tatlo but i bought 9 and a moisturizer para ma-try ko na rin. and kung may bibili sa akin, ibebenta ko hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just roam around lang siguro and try to enjoy the rest of the day along session. kung may makaka-eb then go para hindi naman ako maburyo mag-isa at malungkot ang feeling minsan hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[music playing on my ipod touch ALL DAY: paksyet na britney's blackout album i downloaded on itunes. epekto ni ex-bf! waaaah!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mood: feeling local kahit mukhang turista sa porma hehehe ayaw magpaka-emo kaya inaaliw ang sarili]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7763827719385682319?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7763827719385682319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7763827719385682319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7763827719385682319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7763827719385682319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/quick-note-from-baguio.html' title='quick note from baguio'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7804733934574909467</id><published>2008-02-21T22:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:38:58.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoblog: panagbenga adventure '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72JejAHB0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/90bfVXwTtiI/s1600-h/panagbenga+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72JejAHB0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/90bfVXwTtiI/s320/panagbenga+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169439105175979842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72JhDAHB1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/IBcYuQi55uU/s1600-h/panagbenga+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72JhDAHB1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/IBcYuQi55uU/s320/panagbenga+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169439148125652818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72JhjAHB2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j-5iSKCs0tw/s1600-h/panagbenga+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72JhjAHB2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j-5iSKCs0tw/s320/panagbenga+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169439156715587426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72LJjAHB3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/h1KxYaPchM4/s1600-h/panagbenga+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72LJjAHB3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/h1KxYaPchM4/s320/panagbenga+04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169440943421982578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72LKDAHB4I/AAAAAAAAARE/4CSFJ3RiBCs/s1600-h/panagbenga+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72LKDAHB4I/AAAAAAAAARE/4CSFJ3RiBCs/s320/panagbenga+05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169440952011917186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72LKzAHB5I/AAAAAAAAARM/s0vwIn6xzd4/s1600-h/panagbenga+06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72LKzAHB5I/AAAAAAAAARM/s0vwIn6xzd4/s320/panagbenga+06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169440964896819090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72MRzAHB6I/AAAAAAAAARU/P_OSafl-AHs/s1600-h/panagbenga+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72MRzAHB6I/AAAAAAAAARU/P_OSafl-AHs/s320/panagbenga+07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169442184667531170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72MSTAHB7I/AAAAAAAAARc/RhUx8I3Nk00/s1600-h/panagbenga+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72MSTAHB7I/AAAAAAAAARc/RhUx8I3Nk00/s320/panagbenga+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169442193257465778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7804733934574909467?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7804733934574909467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7804733934574909467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7804733934574909467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7804733934574909467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/photoblog-panagbenga-adventure-08.html' title='photoblog: panagbenga adventure &apos;08'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R72JejAHB0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/90bfVXwTtiI/s72-c/panagbenga+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2832523707733544775</id><published>2008-02-20T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:58:40.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scars and bruises</title><content type='html'>after a few days [weeks na nga yata eh] of not talking to each other, i decided to call ex-bf kasi sobrang na-miss ko siya ng sobra. hindi ko nga siya tine-text o tinatawagan pero ang utak ko siya ang laman magmula gumising ako hanggang matulog. minsan nga yata pati na sa panaginip. argh. medyo awkward lang yung conversation kasi hindi ko alam kung paano ko sisimulan. a few days back kasi eh i learned from his blog na he's seeing someone na and he sounded happy sa mga sinulat niya. so i decided na huwag na lang siyang i-contact dahil una, baka maiyak lang ako sa sama ng loob; pangalawa, feeling ko eh unfair na sa akin yung situation and for him na rin and to the ugly guy &lt;em&gt;[bitter ako sobra, i know hmpf]&lt;/em&gt; he's seeing kasi baka sabihin ginugulo ko pa ang situation nila. pero ano ang magagawa ko eh mahal ko talaga siya ng sobra? [ito yung mga instances na i wish parang paper cup lang ang feelings, pwedeng itapos with the relationship after matapos. para walang bitterness at hang-ups. &lt;em&gt;haaay...&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;this is a part of the conversation i had with ex-bf sa text after we chatted sa phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[20-Feb-2008 11:26]&lt;/em&gt;: if u know lng. i stil pitty myself. i have 6 cuts on my arms, yeah its healing a bit... then i have bruise on my right face...becuse i bang my head to hard things...i cant even want my facr right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[20-Feb-2008 11:28]&lt;/em&gt;: minsan nga feeling ko baliw nako. blow kc saken ang nangyari.words stil rings n my mind my ears.na al i can do is pity myself.ths scar that i have is numb and also aching to see.my brain stil hurts because of my bruises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned that he's hurting himself &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/07/sana-maisip-mo-ako.html"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt; kahit na ilang beses ko na sinabi sa kanya na huwag niyang gawin yun kasi it's a mindless act. sobrang nafu-frustrate ako na he's doing all of those kasi he's in &lt;em&gt;[emotional]&lt;/em&gt; pain pero wala naman akong magawa kasi he doesn't want me to help him. he'd rather go through with the pain alone. pero ang hindi niya maintindihan eh he can't deal with all of the hurting and pain all by himself and that he needs someone to help him. i don't want to force myself to him kasi baka lalo pa siyang lumayo sa akin. kaya if he chooses his ugly new date to help him, wala na akong magagawa. at least may tutulong sa kanya. siguro okay na muna yung alam niyang matatakbuhan niya ako anytime he needs help. i'll be praying for his enlightenment kahit na hindi ako religious na tao.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope he'll find himself again para maging happy na siya. i want to blame myself for causing him pain but realizing everything that happened between us, siya lang naman ang makakasakit at makakatulong sa sarili niya eh. i admitted &lt;em&gt;[a million times na nga yata eh]&lt;/em&gt; na i hurt him but i've already apologized and did everything i can para bumawi. feeling ko na nga minsan oa na yung ginagawa ko pero i don't mind kasi siya naman yun eh. ang taong sobrang mahal ko. but i guess right now he has his own way of dealing with things. kasama man ako sa plan niya or now, nasa kanya na yun. basta ako andito lang lagi para sa kanya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2832523707733544775?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2832523707733544775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2832523707733544775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2832523707733544775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2832523707733544775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/scars-and-bruises.html' title='scars and bruises'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2208977931615576759</id><published>2008-02-20T06:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:25:59.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mommy teddy</title><content type='html'>share ko lang itong mga pictures na 'to na nakita ko sa shared folder namin sa office. sobrang daming mga pictures [and there were even some porn!], videos and some other files na pinapakialaman ng mga bored na empleyado hehehe i'm just posting this one kasi i really find it cute and creative. commercial break muna hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7ynejAHBrI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iY5lOWgnAM8/s1600-h/teddy+mommy+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7ynejAHBrI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iY5lOWgnAM8/s320/teddy+mommy+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169190615548102322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7ynfTAHBsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jS5UicjHNNo/s1600-h/teddy+mommy+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7ynfTAHBsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jS5UicjHNNo/s320/teddy+mommy+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169190628433004226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7ynfzAHBtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/R7XLyRCyydU/s1600-h/teddy+mommy+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7ynfzAHBtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/R7XLyRCyydU/s320/teddy+mommy+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169190637022938834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7yngjAHBuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nd3At76fF_E/s1600-h/teddy+mommy+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7yngjAHBuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nd3At76fF_E/s320/teddy+mommy+04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169190649907840738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2208977931615576759?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2208977931615576759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2208977931615576759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2208977931615576759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2208977931615576759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/mommy-teddy.html' title='mommy teddy'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/R7ynejAHBrI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iY5lOWgnAM8/s72-c/teddy+mommy+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-1931667349562676923</id><published>2008-02-14T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:13:42.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pulang araw</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy valentine's day everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit wala akong bf o karir eh maluwag sa loob ko ang pagbati hehehe binabati ko na rin pati ang umeepal sa chatbox ko. kung sino ka man eh sana masaya ka sa ginagawa mo. and go to hell harharhar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-1931667349562676923?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1931667349562676923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=1931667349562676923&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1931667349562676923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1931667349562676923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/pulang-araw.html' title='pulang araw'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7966600496304615544</id><published>2008-02-13T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:33:10.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>major changes happened lately... nagkasakit si tita evelyn na nanay ni kiko... si rhea, my officemate na kasabay kong pumasok sa company [ahead lang siya ng 2 days], already &lt;del&gt;resigned&lt;/del&gt; gave up... si ex-bf eh &lt;font color="black" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; may bago nang bf [major sigh na iniyakan ko pa ng konti hmpf]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hindi ko na alam ang gagawin ko gurl."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; yan ang text ni kiko sa akin last sunday afternoon after he told me na dinala si tita &lt;em&gt;[nanay niya]&lt;/em&gt; sa hospital and that they need 55 thousand pesos para mailabas siya. ni-raspa daw kasi due to excessive bleeding tapos parang may nakita pa yatang polyp sa kung ano pa man yung nakuha sa raspa kaya some tests need to be done to confirm what happened. i visited tita &lt;em&gt;[syempre after meeting up with an eb kasi papanood na kami ng movie sa festival mall nung ka-eb ko nang magtext si kiko. in fairness eh nanood lang kami ng movie at walang manyakang naganap hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; sa makati med and i saw na mukhang ok naman siya. parang tipong pumunta lang sa hospital at nagdahilan para lang makapag-aircon though may idinadaing pa siya sa akin na masakit sa katawan niya pero ayaw na raw niyang sabihin kay kiko kasi sobrang naaawa na raw siya dito kasi alam niyang si kiko ang nagke-carry ng problems nila. i brought some fruits and tinapay na rin for her to eat though hindi ko alam kung ok yung fruits kasi palaging sinasabi ni kiko na bawal kay tita ang matatamis na foods kasi diabetic siya. so ako namang si tanga eh sobrang sineryoso at pinag-isipan kung masama ba ang matamis na fruits sa kanya hehehe but since naisip ko namang fruits yun eh go na ako sa pagbili ng oranges and grapes. i stayed for awhile then niyaya ko si kiko na kumain ng dinner since namumutla na ako dahil hinintay pa namin dumating yung dapat na magpapahiram sa kanya ng pera pero kinabukasan pa pala maibibigay. around 11pm na yata kami nakalabas ng hospital and we decided to eat at rufo's [they have the best beef tapa]. habang kumakain eh nararamdaman ko yung lungkot at pagod sa mga salita ni kiko. sobrang bibihira ko siyang makitang ganun. hindi naman biro yung problema niya -- pera. at hindi lang kasi bastang pera lang yun na para lang sa luho niya pero para mailabas sa hospital ang nanay niya. kung may tao akong maituturing na sobra kung magmahal sa pamilya eh si kiko yun. kaya kahit minsan mali yung paraan niya para lang mapasaya ang pamilya niya eh hindi ko siya masisi kasi alam ko ang mga pinagdadaanan nila. kaya i really hope na gumaling na agad si tita and negative yung results ng tests na gagawin sa kanya. i'll be praying for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"oo eh."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; yan ang sagot ni rhea nung tanungin ko siya if she's really decided na magre-resign na siya. medyo nag-cause ng tensyon sa office yung decision ni rhea kasi may mga usapang behind each other's back kung ano ba talaga ang nangyari and why she decided to resign. it all started nang kausapin ng tl ko and her kanang kamay sina rhea and m regarding sa performance nila during our probationary period. hindi naman sa pagbubuhat ng bangko or anything but i know i'm doing well sa work kasi lahat naman ng ibinibigay sa aking trabaho eh nagagawa ko ng maayos ng halos hindi na kailangan pang i-supervise. eventhough minsan eh nakakatulog ako sa work [but you can't blame me, wala naman kasi kami halos ginagawa sa buong araw no :P] they are given one month to improve on their work performance or else baka hindi sila ma-regular. both were feeling down after the meeting but we urged them to take what has been said to them as a challenge. m was up for it but rhea wasn't. instead of proving herself eh she took the situation against almost everyone. kahit sa akin. ang putang gaga eh sinisilip ba naman ang pagtulog ko at pag-iinternet sa office eh pareho lang naman kami ng ginagawa! and she's even worse noh! far worse! kasi naman gumagawa siya ng thesis niya for school sa office tapos she always come to the office ng naka-tsinelas at sleeveless [minsan nga spaghetti strap pa!] tapos tsaka na lang siya magpapalit pagdating niya. eh malamang nakita na siya ng lahat na nadaanan niya sa office [especially our bosses] na ganun ang suot niya. ilang beses na namin siyang pinagsabihan pero puro siya dahilan. eh tangna pala niya eh hmpf! she was even flaunting na mag-aapply na siya sa ibang company and she was like asking m to go with her. she badmouthed kanang kamay ng tl ko sa ibang tao na mas nakakakilala sa kanang kamay ng tl ko so obviously nagmumukha lang siyang bitter sa harap ng karamihan. hindi raw kasi siya sanay na masabihan na &lt;font size="4" color="red"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"slow"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; ng ibang tao kaya kung ayaw daw sa kanya ng kanang kamay ng tl ko and ng tl ko, mas ayaw daw niya sa kanila. pakinangsyet na reasoning yan! but being a friend na rin sa kanya [kahit medyo bitchy siya sa akin for the past few days] eh i tried telling her to stay and work her way up but i guess her mind is already made up to leave so i guess i'm left with supporting her na lang for her future endeavors. hay nga naman kapag ang pride ang umatake...&lt;br /&gt;about the last topic i mentioned above? self-explanatory. paksyet. haaay... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7966600496304615544?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7966600496304615544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7966600496304615544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7966600496304615544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7966600496304615544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2125905564675018534</id><published>2008-02-05T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:51:49.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one-sided conversation with a bitter past</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[03-Feb-08 23:43]&lt;/em&gt;: Who's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[03-Feb-08 23:46]&lt;/em&gt;: I saw ur # in my f0ne cuz u sent me a forwarded msg last yr. Nasl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[03-Feb-08 23:53]&lt;/em&gt;: Ur msg was dated sept 6, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[03-Feb-08 23:54]&lt;/em&gt;: Will. U?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[03-Feb-08 23:56]&lt;/em&gt;: Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[03-Feb-08 23:58]&lt;/em&gt;: I think so. Ur &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[full name ko]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if am not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:00]&lt;/em&gt;: Ur ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:01]&lt;/em&gt;: Will isnt my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:03]&lt;/em&gt;: Ur ex.. U were my first bf actually. 1st in everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:05]&lt;/em&gt;: I had my first experience in ur house Heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:06]&lt;/em&gt;: Of course n0t.. Why will i do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:07]&lt;/em&gt;: Do u still remember d guy who told u dat dat was his first time to have sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:09]&lt;/em&gt;: Who are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:11]&lt;/em&gt;: I dnt kn0w them dats 4 sure. C0me on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:20]&lt;/em&gt;: How cud i forget, u did n0t c0nsider me as ur bf cuz u jst had sex wid me 4 several times.. Too bad.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:23]&lt;/em&gt;: Of cors n0t.. U were d 1 who played on me before.. U're 28 dis july 21 ryt? Hope u've matured alrdy.. Still working in a call center?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:43]&lt;/em&gt;: Hey i need to retire n0w mr. call center guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:46]&lt;/em&gt;: We met in d eyes.. Heheheh.. Am so lost in translation.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:48]&lt;/em&gt;: If am n0t mistake u work 4 &lt;em&gt;[dati kong company]&lt;/em&gt; a.k.a. &lt;em&gt;[isa pang name ng dati kong company]&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:51]&lt;/em&gt;: Is ur father still abroad or wid ur m0ther n0w in &lt;em&gt;[name ng village namin]&lt;/em&gt;? How's ur mum by d way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:53]&lt;/em&gt;: U graduated salutatorian in highschool and finished college at &lt;em&gt;[school ko nung college]&lt;/em&gt; ryt.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 00:56]&lt;/em&gt;: Am n0t and i dnt have intenti0ns of scarying u or s0mething to dat effect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 01:01]&lt;/em&gt;: Nope.. Hey i really need to hit d sack n0w.. Sleep well parekoy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+63927627****&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[04-Feb-08 01:16]&lt;/em&gt;: U haven't changed a bit.. Still grumpy and cranky.. Relax, inhale exhale.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, this shithead is trying to tell me na kilala niya ako personally and he wants me to think who he is. ang isa ko lang sure eh i went out with him [sure akong guy ito] but hindi naging kami [unless he assumed na naging kami and kung ganun man, hindi ko na kasalanan yun]. i don't know what his issue/s is/are pero halatang may galit/tampo sa akin si gago. or bitterness hehehe i'm thinking of several guys na i had sex with na ako yung first time nila and dalawa sa kanila ang may issue sa akin kasi i wasn't able to reciprocate their feelings towards me. hindi naman sa pagiging airhead or kupal or mayabang pero may mga tao lang kasi akong nakaka-date/sex/salamuha na sobrang mag-assume ng status namin. makikilala ko rin itong gagong to hmpf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2125905564675018534?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2125905564675018534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2125905564675018534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2125905564675018534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2125905564675018534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-sided-conversation-with-bitter-past.html' title='one-sided conversation with a bitter past'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3005480218823832664</id><published>2008-02-01T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:34:43.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and you stepped on my heart with a kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 14:16]&lt;/em&gt;: helo. lalang. gudafternun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:08]&lt;/em&gt;: Ey gud fternun ü kggcng ko lng. Musta na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:09]&lt;/em&gt;: ito libis took my id pic.and atm card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:10]&lt;/em&gt;: Uy treat naman jan! Hehehe d k p n22log?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:11]&lt;/em&gt;: Ey, i miss you ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:12]&lt;/em&gt;: nakatulog na ng konti. duh.kinuha ko lng.la naman pera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:13]&lt;/em&gt;: Lagyan natin hehehe bigyan kta piso. Pampaswerte un s chinese hehehe uuwi k p nyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:13]&lt;/em&gt;: oo uwi nako.meh one hundred na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:14]&lt;/em&gt;: Maligo ka naman! U r so living in &lt;em&gt;[bagong work/office ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt; na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:15]&lt;/em&gt;: duh d kya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:17]&lt;/em&gt;: Uy labas naman tyo minsan. To catch up on things. Miss ko n mkipagkwentuhan syo e. Kelan k b pwde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:18]&lt;/em&gt;: d ko alam e. kaka catch up lng natin noh.hehe. &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[he was referring to an argument we had over the phone 2 days back. well, that's another story.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:20]&lt;/em&gt;: Nyeks. Ayoko n ng ganun hehehe i mean kwentuhan lang. How about tom? Magtatampo n ko if tatanggihan mo ko. Mit tyo trinoma or makati, last day n naman natin tom e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:21]&lt;/em&gt;: hndi pwde tom talaga. la ka right magtampo noh. la ako ginagawa sayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:22]&lt;/em&gt;: Kc d mo ko minimit. Honestly, y parang iniiwasan mo ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:22]&lt;/em&gt;: hndi kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:25]&lt;/em&gt;: U are. D n 2lad dati na u really make a way para magkta tyo. Alam mo bang since nov e more than 40x n kta niyayaya and 5 times k lng nkipagmit s kin? Did i do anything para iwasan mo? Kc npapaisip lng tlga ako. Para at least naman aware ako. Adults n naman tyo so i guess pwde n nating pagusapan un, right? Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:26]&lt;/em&gt;: 40times talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:28]&lt;/em&gt;: Oo no. Lahat nakalagay s blog hahaha binilang ko tlga lol ntatawa nga akong naiiyak kgbi habang binabasa ko ung mga sinulat ko e. Reminiscing! Hahaha &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[echos lang 'to. do naman ako lukaret na i-journal pa talaga yung mga pagtanggi niya sa akin. syet naman yun hmpf pero lagi akong reminiscing everyday. yun ang mas tang ina. argh]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:29]&lt;/em&gt;: D mo naman cngot ung tanong ko :P so ano nga reason y lagi mo n ako tinatanggihan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:31]&lt;/em&gt;: Kc at the back of my head &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[i meant mind harharhar :P]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, naiisip ko na u r dating/meeting sum1 else na. Ok lng naman f u tel it to me, d b un nga promise natin s isa't isa? Ü na we'll tell each other f we go out na with sum1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:33]&lt;/em&gt;: wel someone is nagpaparamdam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:33]&lt;/em&gt;: San mo nakilala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:33]&lt;/em&gt;: Nagkta na kyo? Lumabas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:34]&lt;/em&gt;: So nagkta na kyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:35]&lt;/em&gt;: ya nakita ko na cya. kakasama nila &lt;strong&gt;fat bitch photograpper&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[photographer sa cagbalete photoshoot nila na feelingerong close kay ex-bf. pero in fairness magaling mag-edit/process ng pictures]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:36]&lt;/em&gt;: Ano name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:42]&lt;/em&gt;: D k n sumagot. Ako cnbi ko syo c &lt;strong&gt;photographer guy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;[guy na ginamit ko sa kanya pangpa-selos minsan, hindi ko pa nami-meet. tsaka ko na kwento story namin]&lt;/font&gt; ü kc un ung promise natin s isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:45]&lt;/em&gt;: it was really a coincidence. apparently, he works also sa &lt;em&gt;[office ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt;. and he is our photographer b4 nila che and sharla. un nag kasabay kami mag lunch sa &lt;em&gt;[office ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt;,nagulat ako na &lt;em&gt;[office ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt; sha. tas un. nagpaparamdam. hs name is &lt;strong&gt;putang inang oportunista&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[i have my reason for calling the bastard this name. analyzing the turn of events sa amin ni ex-bf just after he came from his fucking cagbalete shoot and the things he's been doing after, i know he's been seeing the fucker &lt;strong&gt;JUST&lt;/strong&gt; after we broke up. hindi lang tulad ng gustong palabasin ni ex-bf na nagkita na lang uli sila sa bago niyang work.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:49]&lt;/em&gt;: Ah ok. At least ofcm8 mo n sya. Selos ako :( parang may pana na tumama s kin straight s heart. Gustong magalit pero wlang right. Anyway, sna hindi ka nya saktan para d k n iiyak. Ako pahinga muna heart ko hehehe be wise on choosing ha. Para d mo n maranasan ung bad experience mo s kin &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[tang ina naiiyak na talaga akong time na to]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:51]&lt;/em&gt;: i didnt hav bad experience.yes lessons.pero. minahal talaga kta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i immediately went online to check ex-bf's multiply account, i saw putang inang oportunista's full name sa site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:51]&lt;/em&gt;: Un b ung &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[putang inang oportunista's full name]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:54]&lt;/em&gt;: So do u like him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 15:57]&lt;/em&gt;: mabait naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:00]&lt;/em&gt;: Ah ok. So at least now malinaw n s kin y mo ko tinatanggihan ü nakapunta n sya s condo mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:00]&lt;/em&gt;: never noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:02]&lt;/em&gt;: Nagkiss n kyo? ung totoo. I want u 2 b realy honest on this one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:04]&lt;/em&gt;: hug... then he kissed me sa lips. un lng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:06]&lt;/em&gt;: Ang sakit naman nun ;( so i guess wla n tlga ako lugar s heart mo 4 a balikan. Sna wag k nya saktan o d lang dahil sex ang habol nya kc sasama ng loob ko sobra. Ang lungkot naman ng araw na to &lt;font color="black" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[gusto na talagang tumulo ng luha ko pero something inside me is telling me na i shouldn't. and i didn't. okay, may tumulong konti pero pilit para lang mailabas ko kahit papaano yung paninikip ng dibdib ko]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:09]&lt;/em&gt;: omg...dont do this to me pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:15]&lt;/em&gt;: dont tel me about lugar, kung d mo lng alam umiiyak ako dahl i mis u. and guess wat because of a freakn scene on a movie, i can remembr u. and ur face.and it hunts me &lt;font color="black" size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[it should. tang ina mo kasi. ang tanga mong iniwan mo ko. hindi ka na makakahanap ng taong magmamahal sayo ng tulad ng ginawa ko. paksyet ka ex-bf! grrrr!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:16]&lt;/em&gt;: Basta be happy. Kung saan k man masaya, kung kanino man, right mo un. Basta sana tama ung mapili mo para d k n msaktan. Buti k p may chance k na 2 b happy. Wag mo na balewalain yan, d tyo lahat bnibigyan ng ganyang chance. Tandaan mo, mahal na mahal kta :( khit sobrang sakit tatanggapin ko na ayaw mo na :_(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:18]&lt;/em&gt;: anong ayaw ko na? chance to be happy?hearing u say that masakit saken. sobra.masakit.masakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:18]&lt;/em&gt;: So wud u wana be with other ppl instead mo me then? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:19]&lt;/em&gt;: please. stop bombarding me with questions and period. masakit nanaman puso ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:26]&lt;/em&gt;: Ayaw ktang maging bf ng iba kc s puso ko ikaw p rin ang asawa ko. Pero gusto ko mang pigilan ka pero malaya ka na, wla n ko ryt n pigilan ka. Un ung msakit s kin. Gustuhin ko mang pagbawalan k pero ikaw na ang nagdedesisyon ngayon kung cno ang tlgang gusto mo s buhay mo. Un ung msakit &lt;font color="black" size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ito ang buong katotohanan, sabi ng puso ko. tang ina talaga, asawa kita eh! pero bakit iba na ang nakakahalik syo?! putang inang oportunistang gago yun! tang ina talaga niya!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:28]&lt;/em&gt;: masakit saken lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:30]&lt;/em&gt;: Do u like that guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:33]&lt;/em&gt;: dont get me wrong u dated first. and masakit. do i like him? yes he is a nice guy. mabait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:39]&lt;/em&gt;: Huh? I never went out with anyone. I met &lt;strong&gt;photographer guy&lt;/strong&gt; on the net but we never met in person and even kissd! Kc khit anong ppilit ko s sarili ko na magustuhan ang ibang tao ikaw p rin ang naiisip ko lagi and gustong makasama. Kasi kahit anong pilit ko s puso ko na sbhin na ayaw mo na s akin e pilit ko p ring ipinagsisiksikan ang sarili ko syo khit minsan mukha na kong desperado. I never met anyone 2 go out 4 a date, never. Kc til now ikaw p rin ang hinihintay ko :( but i guess d n darating un araw n un :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:46]&lt;/em&gt;: tama na. tama na ng ganto. i didnt ask for ths. and i didnt ended thngs because i want too. its because i need to coz i am eatin inside. yes masakit. pero cno ba talaga dapat sumigaw na na saktan?! kc i was disrespected as a freakn person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:53]&lt;/em&gt;: I said my apologies and i tried making up for the pain i caused u the way i know how. Pero d tlga sapat 4 u para mkipagbalikan ka s kin. And i just wna make it clear na i never dated or kissed anyone hanggang ngayon. Kc ikaw lng ang nkikitang kong magagawan ng ganun. Basta i wish u happiness, khit s iba mo p mkuha. Just make sure deserving sya. Thank u 4 all the great things u taught me. Gud fternun. Bye :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 16:55]&lt;/em&gt;: wag ka mag sumbat!how dare u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 17:14]&lt;/em&gt;: D ako nagsusumbat &lt;em&gt;[name ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt;. Kc iniisip mo ako una nkipagdate, i just wna set it straight na i never went out with anyone. Un lang. Have a great day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 17:17]&lt;/em&gt;: ewan! wag ka mag sumbat.grabe, d ka pa din nag bago.hrap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 17:19]&lt;/em&gt;: Huh? &lt;em&gt;[name ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt; d ako nagsumbat. I never askd u nga y k p nauna or cnabihan ng kung ano. Ang sbi mo kc ako nauna makipagdate, i just cleared it up. D ako nanumbat. Pls dont take it as if inaaway kta. Kc kung un lagi mo iisipin lagi k lng mgagalit s kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ex-bf ko na&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 17:21]&lt;/em&gt;: galit ako now kc pinapafeel m na dapat ako ma consensya. nakencensya ka ba dati?!sa mga ginawa m!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indichrome&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[01-Feb-08 17:25]&lt;/em&gt;: D ako nangungunsensya. &lt;em&gt;[name ni ex-bf]&lt;/em&gt; aminado akong ako ang may kasalanan d b? Basahin mo uli ung mga txt ko. D ko naisip n gawin un, i even wish u good. Pls dont make me even sadder today, i dont wna pick a fight with u. I want u 2 b happy. D mo naman ako mpipigilan s nraramdaman ko if i get hurt. Basta do everything that will make u happy &lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[and go to hell together! syet ka! grrrr &gt;:(]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;i just put the comments after writing the whole text conversation namin ni ex-bf. and what i said on the conversation is what my heart and mind what really want to say. pero yung comments epekto na lang ng bitterness hehehe pero in all honesty, putang ina talaga yung oportunistang photographer yun! paksyet siya! sila ni ex-bf! hmpf!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3005480218823832664?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3005480218823832664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3005480218823832664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3005480218823832664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3005480218823832664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-my-broken-heart-was-crushed-by.html' title='and you stepped on my heart with a kiss'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8222172417030906923</id><published>2008-01-20T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T13:41:12.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3500 din un</title><content type='html'>kainis natalo ako ng 3500 pesos sa casino hmpf! nagyaya kasi si kiko ng biglaan kagabi nung hinahanap ko kasi wala akong makasama sa gb3 para manood ng movie at itong ka-meet ko na dapat eh future karir ko eh nag-iinarte at gusto daw niyang mag-check-in na lang kami sa place ng friend niya to be together all night. nakakatawa pang he assured me na walang sex na mangyayari. [yeah, right! ako kaya ang ka-meet niya! hahaha so malamang may sex na maganap hehehe pero hindi ko lang kasi trip makipag-sex nung time na nagyayaya siya kasi katatapos ko lang earlier that day lol at saka naman for god's sake, for two weeks akong nakakulong sa house dahil sa bulutong kaya gusto ko namang i-maximize yung time na makagala nang nakalabas na ako!] so after kong manood ng movie mag-isa sa gb3 ng around 2am &lt;strong&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.sweeneytoddmovie.com/"&gt;sweeney todd&lt;/a&gt; rocks!&lt;/strong&gt; tangna gory lang yung scenes na ginigilitan ni johnny depp yung mga customers niya ng leeg tapos ilalaglag sa basement ng barber shop niya tapos ipinapakitang nababali yung mga leeg kasi una ang ulo na nalalaglag! yikes!] eh i went to starbucks saglit to finish downloading the songs on my ipod [i'm a touch user, baby! :P] tapos pumunta na ako ng manila pavilion sa may u.n. ave to meet up with kiko and his bugnuting bf.&lt;br /&gt;i was overwhelmed with the experience and promised myself na i'll just have fun since it's my first time [and hopefully my last!] to go to a casino. pero ang nangyari eh natalo ako ng around 3500 pesos yata. actually hindi ko sure kung magkano ang natalo sa akin pero as i calculate it eh yun yung amount huhuhu and to save my face sa nakakahiyang experience eh i just told kiko and his bf na mga 1500 pesos lang ang natalo sa akin. we just played the slot machines and i must admit na nakaka-addict siya lalo na nung i'm on a winning streak. but i guess what separates good gamblers from the losers eh good gamblers know when to stop and i don't hehehe kahit naman si kiko aminado na kung hindi lang namin kasama ang bf niya eh malamang eh mas marami pang natalo sa aming dalawa kasi sobrang hina talaga ng control namin pagdating sa mga ganung bagay. [kaya nga lagi akong nayayaya sa sex eh nyahahaha] si kiko eh nakakatuwang nakabawi sa last try niya and he won 2800 pesos so 200 lang daw ang natalo sa kanya samantalang his bugnuting bf lost 700 pesos.&lt;br /&gt;umalis na kami ng casino ng around 5am then i asked them to join me to eat breakfast sa silya malate since i missed their fettucini olive oil with shrimp and mushrooms. napansin ko na ang daming bagong mukha sa malate [and they are so fucking yummy! hehehe] since the last time i went there. then bigla akong nayaya ng mag-syotang bakla sa taxi papunta sa house ni bugnuting bf ni kiko sa may san juan para kumuha ng damit at tutuloy daw sila sa isang motel/hotel to check-in.&lt;br /&gt;ako naman eh biglang nagpaiwan kasi yung isang crush ko na matagal ko nang pinipilit makipag-meet sa akin sa may area namin [he goes to laguna every weekend and dumadaan siya sa area namin tuwing nagbi-byahe] eh biglang nagyayaya sa place niya just around ust. so as a gesture of being accomodating [actually taglibog lang ako hahaha] eh i went to his place for a quickie [harharhar syet ang hot nung guy kasi may pa-suplado effect sa akin hahaha] then i headed home to sleep at more than 24 hours na akong gising [paksyet kasing frap na yan sa starbucks!]. then i remembered na fiesta pala sa amin today. good luck na lang sa tulog ko. syet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8222172417030906923?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8222172417030906923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8222172417030906923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8222172417030906923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8222172417030906923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/01/3500-din-un.html' title='3500 din un'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2350355230216879034</id><published>2008-01-19T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T11:57:44.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a viral plague...</title><content type='html'>...no more! :)&lt;br /&gt;[i think so...] harharhar!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been checking my body for any skin marks ng bulutong everyday and when i checked them earlier today eh most of them are sobrang tuyo na. [dadalawa na lang ang hindi pa, isa sa may left arm and the other sa right foot] so i guess eh safe na akong lumabas at hindi na ako makakahawa hehehe well ang magiging basis ko na lang eh yung mga naka-sex ko kahapon at kanina hahaha kapag sila eh nagkabulutong then malamang hindi pa ako totally galing harharhar [tangna walang pakialamanan sa sexlife ko, single naman ako no :P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2350355230216879034?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2350355230216879034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2350355230216879034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nga kasi palagi na lang for the past few days na natigil ako sa house dahil sa bulutong ko eh palagi na lang akong natutulog. siguro bumawi lang ang body clock ko. o siguro lang nami-miss ko lang na gising ng magdamag kapag sabado. ang alam ko masama sa skin ang magpuyat [lalo pa't para akong may hacienda ng putang inang mga bulutong sa mukha] pero ngayon deadma na. tang ina naman pagod na akong tignan ang mukha ko sa salamin at mainis sa itsura ko noh! kaya nanood na lang ako ng tv buong gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang kati na nga pala ng mga bulutong ko pero super effort ako na huwag kamutin ang mga buwisit kong alaga at siguradong ako ang magdudusa sa skin inferiority complex galore kung magkakapeklat ako. kaya tiis, tiis, tiis sa hindi pagkamot. pero gaddampakingsyet talaga ang pagtitiis na ginagawa ko. kung lalo ko pa man ding tinitiis eh lalong mas masarap ang pakiramdam ng pagkamot kapag nasimulan ko nang kamutin. &lt;em&gt;[kung hindi ka pa nagkaka-bulutong at lalaki ka, isipin mo na lang na nangangati ang betlog mo, ganung kasarap ang pakiramdam kapag kinakamot hehehe at kung babae ka naman, yung ilalim ng dede wahahaha]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth day na ng pagtitiis ko. pero tang ina talaga sobrang kati!!! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang lukaret na loreta eh &lt;font size="4" color="red"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bulutonggo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; ang tawag sa akin hmpf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag may nagtatanong kung ano ang sakit ko, sinasabi ko na lang na i'm inflicted with vesicles due to varicella infection. oh!!! di ba sosyal pakinggan?!? hehehe pero ang sa totoo lang eh bulutong din ang ibig sabihin nun nyahahaha buti na lang may ex akong doctor kaya may napapagtanungan ako ng mga ganyang ka-eklavuhan hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang iniinom kong gamot na worth around 2500 pesos eh gamot din pala for herpes! i learned from reading online and by asking my ex na doctor na same family pala ang varicella [bulutong] at herpes virus. so kung may herpes man ako ngayon, malamang gagaling na ako nyahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syet. sana gumaling na agad ako at miss ko nang pumasok sa office. nakakatamad dito sa house. hindi naman ako makalabas o makapag-sex man lang. haaay....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-784643116141889473?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/784643116141889473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=784643116141889473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/784643116141889473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/784643116141889473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/01/bulutong-update.html' title='bulutong update'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2922400983506683987</id><published>2008-01-10T07:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T08:51:00.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit naman ako pa?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;putang ina!!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="black" size="4"&gt;waaaahh!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa dinami-rami ng ipapasalubong sa akin ng bagong taon eh bakit bulutong pa?!?! argh! paano na ang aking mga karir?!! kainis talaga! hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;nagsimula akong magkalagnat ng early tuesday morning while i was at work tapos tuloy-tuloy na. pero napansin ko na lang yung skin eruptions kahapon na lang nung napakamot ako sa may tagiliran ko eh nawindang ako nang napansin kong parang nagtutubig yung daliri kong ipinangkamot.&lt;br /&gt;sobrang bad trip talaga! plan ko pa namang bumalik ng baguio for the panagbenga festival! ayoko naman na di kaaya-aya ang itsura ko pagbalik ko dun! huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;i already consulted a doctor and i'm already taking medications na damputang ina eh umaabot ng lagpas 2500 pesos! buti na lang eh sagot ng medicine benefit ng office namin or else baka nag-tiyaga ako sa pinakuluang dahon ng bayabas hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;sana lang talaga wag magkaroon ng scars ung skin eruptions lalo na sa face huhuhu naging mabait naman ako [i think] nung 2007 pero bakit ganito naman ang big bang ng 2008 sa akin?! grrr!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5670103723424488748</id><published>2008-01-01T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:38:08.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008!</title><content type='html'>sobrang daming nangyari sa akin for the year 2007, some are even the best and the worst of my life, but i gotta say i'm still thankful sa lahat ng nangyari sa akin. life ain't this good [in spite of all the bad experiences] kung hindi sa lahat ng mga nangyari sa akin. everything is a learning experience for me. and through it all, my family and friends [whom i consider my family na rin] are the ones who helped me go through the tough times and celebrated life with me. i may not be as rich as i wanna be or as happy as my heart longs to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[or as goodlooking as i wanna be EVERY SECOND lol]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pero being alive right now and being able to eat three times a day and being surrounded with great blessings [healthy family, great friends and good work] make me realize i'm still one lucky bastard hehehe&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;em&gt;[mind you, i'm not a religious person but i have Faith :)]&lt;/em&gt; is really good :)&lt;br /&gt;so, as 2008 ushers in, may all of our heart's wishes come true and may we all find true happiness. kasi kahit anong bad pa natin, we all deserve to be happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="52"&gt;happy new year everyone!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5670103723424488748?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5670103723424488748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=5670103723424488748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5670103723424488748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5670103723424488748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-970663304069224255</id><published>2007-12-30T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:16:08.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pagod na akong...</title><content type='html'>...gumising sa araw-araw at umasang may text ka o missed call man lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...marinig ang mga salitang "i miss you" sa tuwing nag-uusap tayo pero hanggang doon lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...makita kang palaging umiiyak at sabihing mahal mo ako pero hindi mo na ako kayang balikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...nagseselos ka sa mga kwento ko pero hinahayaan mo pa rin akong mawala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ma-realize mo na mahal mo pa talaga ako at hindi mo ako kayang mawala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...umasa na ang buhay kong binubuo kasama ka eh matutupad pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...magmahal. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko hindi ako perpekto, actually i'm far from perfect, pero i stuck out with you kahit alam kong you're far from perfect too kasi mahal kita. kasi akala ko kapag mahal mo ang isang tao you'll accept him for what he is kung hindi mo man siya mabago. kasi ganun ang ginawa ko sayo. nakakalungkot nga lang isipin na ang paraan ko ng pagmamahal eh hindi katulad ng sayo.&lt;br /&gt;sa araw-araw na gumigising ako, to tell you honestly, para akong zombie. dumidilat ako, kumakain, humihinga pero patay ang loob ko. pumapasok ako sa work para man lang sa kahit konting oras eh hindi kita maisip. kasi pagod na akong umasa sa wala. sobrang sakit. nakakapagod magmahal, lalo pang ibinigay kong lahat ko sayo.&lt;br /&gt;pero kahit anong mangyari, sa bagong taong darating, i wish you happiness and peace of mind. sana makita mo na ang hinahanap mo. and sana tuluyan na akong maging masaya :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-970663304069224255?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/970663304069224255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=970663304069224255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/970663304069224255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/970663304069224255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/12/pagod-na-akong.html' title='pagod na akong...'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5842154986690290305</id><published>2007-12-25T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T02:25:09.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas '07</title><content type='html'>merry christmas everyone! this year has had its highs and lows but i still survived! :P&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna thank everyone who loved me, accepted me for who i am, hated me, put me in deep shit, picked me up from hell, celebrated life with me, laughed with me, cried the hell out with me, had coffee with me, enjoyed their meals with me, smiled at me at the mrt and made my day, made out with me, missed me, cursed me, greeted me on my birthday, chose to spend the rest of his/her day with me, was there for me especially during the tumultuous times of my life. without you, i might've not survived the year! thank you!&lt;br /&gt;may God continue to bless y'all, bitches! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="green"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;merry christmas!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5842154986690290305?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7982370737621897127</id><published>2007-12-24T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:13:02.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greetings from [someone who came from] baguio</title><content type='html'>i'm back!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;whoah! sobrang tagal ko rin palang nawala dito! :) yeah, tama ang title ng blog ko, i just came from baguio and i had a blast! :) sobrang na-enjoy ko 'tong trip ko na to this year kahit feeling ko eh sobrang dali lang ng bakasyon ko dun. kokonti lang kasi nagawa ko dun pero parang ang daming nangyari hehehe&lt;br /&gt;actually itong recent baguio trip ko na 'to eh two months ago pa na-plan. ang plano eh magkakasama kami nina kiko, bugnuting bf ni kiko [bf ni kiko ng mga 2 months na yata] and bf [now my ex-bf]. but kahit ang daming nangyari for the past few weeks and kahit naghiwalay kami ni bf na now ex-bf ko na eh we decided na we'll still push through with the plan kahit hindi na sumama si ex-bf. in fairness naman kay ex-bf, valid ang reason niya why hindi siya makakasama -- he will be going to bicol to spend christmas with his family and other relatives. at nung tinawagan ko nga ang mom niya to confirm [feeling ko kasi nagdadahilan lang ang gago hahaha], sinabi nga ng mom niya na aalis sila ng december 23 ng madaling-araw and actually isinasama nga ako but i declined since may plan na kami to go to baguio and dahil i don't wanna leave naman loreta behind for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;so last december 21, friday morning after my shift [actually after ng christmas party ng mga bek-bek sa office wahahaha] eh nagkita-kita kami nina kiko and bugnuting bf ni kiko sa mcdo emerald to have breakfast then we headed to victory liner sa may cubao to get a bus ride going to baguio. maaga kaming nakaalis this time kasi around 12nn eh nakaalis na yung bus namin from the station unlike sa previous years na around 2 or 3pm na yata kami nakaka-byahe. so after 7 hours na byahe [and some little flirting sa busmate wahahaha] we arrived sa baguio ng buo pa naman hehehe we then hired &lt;em&gt;tour guides&lt;/em&gt; [kung yung man ang pwedeng itawag sa mga sumasalubong sa mga bagong akyat &lt;em&gt;[tawag ng mga taga-baguio sa tourists]&lt;/em&gt; who offered us &lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt; to find a place to stay since they're more of a pension house/hotel/transient house agents/pimps for me] and had them tour us around sa mga pension houses/transient homes/hotels na available and mura. we first went to ferrioni [pension house na una kong natuluyan nung kami pa ni chubby ex, around 2001 or 2002 pa yata un] but kiko decided to go to another pension house kasi medyo mahal yata siya for the three of us. i think it's about 1900 pesos for three people. after that, the 'tour guides' brought us to king's court. the rate was 1200 pesos for a room with two [single &lt;em&gt;*sic*&lt;/em&gt;] beds, a bathroom, a tv and a dining table. dahil siguro medyo pagod na rin sina kiko sa byahe, they decided to get the room na rin eventhough we first all agreed na we will be getting a cheap room lang in baguio. actually for me, i really wouldn't mind kahit 2000 pesos pa yung rate niya kasi i already planned for a bonggang-bonggang vacation hehehe lalo pang yung plan kong pag-treat kay ex-bf as my christmas gift for him eh hindi na natuloy so sobrang loaded ako for baguio harharhar&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos naming ayusin ang mga gamit namin sa bago naming bahay for three days, i took a bath [hindi naligo ang mga marurungis ng baguio harharhar] then we went to sm baguio [kamusta naman yun di ba? ang aming official residence sa baguio hahaha] to have dinner. we at eat kitaro since ipinipilit ni kiko na he likes japanese foods na raw &lt;em&gt;[actually nagpipilit lang ang bakla na kumain ng japanese foods kasi yung mga classmates niya sa ina-attendan niyang language/grammar school eh mahilig daw mag-japanese food kaya pati siya eh nakikigaya na. in short, nag-uumarte ang bakla]&lt;/em&gt;. after that, we roamed around session road tapos the two decided to find a scarf at ako eh medyo [gusto ko rin naman kasi hehehe] ipinagtulakan na mag-chat to find someone i can meet up in baguio. so we parted ways, ako nagpunta ng computer shop then sila &lt;em&gt;'naghanap'&lt;/em&gt; ng scarf then kiko later texted me na bumalik sila ng pension house para mag-bambam. in short, sex. i chatted for a while then i decided to meet up with two guys. the first one was unforgettable. the other guy was mr. tourism, he's kinda cute. parang pinabatang albert martinez. he got nice nose and eyes. actually sobrang ganda ng nose and eyes niya. it's just that medyo liezel martinez siya kung kumilos wahahaha actually hindi naman siya malamyang-malamya. medyo lang. parang nagbibinata pa lang sa kilos. parang nag-eexplore pa lang. he acts like he's afraid of talking to people. medyo ilang. parang ganun. basta mahirap i-explain how heacts. i liked him the first time i saw him. we talked then went to a bar in citylights hotel kasi dun daw siya madalas when he wants his own private time. i liked the place kasi ang daming hotness na koreans and fil-am cuties! we chatted while drinking beer then i started to flirt with him. ang loko eh hindi naman pala mahirap pilitin! so sa madaling salita, we went back to my place and had sex. in fairness eh may maipagmamalaki ang bata hahaha he's a smooth bottom and i loved his twink physique. he went home at around 3am na yata.&lt;br /&gt;nagising kami nina kiko ng around 1030am then we prepared for our breakfast cum lunch sa [wherelse pa nga ba?!] sm baguio. mr tourism texted me na he want to see me again daw kaya i asked him to go to sm baguio to have lunch with us. we got there at around 12nn and i formally introduced mr. tourism to kiko and his bugnuting bf. nung night kasi na pinagbuksan ako ni kiko ng door eh patay ang ilaw kaya hindi ko na napakilala hehehe we then went to quantum, sina kiko and buguting bf went to the videoke booths [as always hmpf!] and kami ni mr. tourism played arcade games. tapos hiningi ko yung keys kay kiko kasi super bambam na naman kami ni mr. tourism sa king's court harharhar after that eh i asked mr. tourism kung saan pa kami pwedeng pumunta sa baguio since hindi pa kami masyadong nakakagala. he told me na okay din daw puntahan ang camp john hay. so i text kiko na magkita-kita na lang kami sa camp john hay and they obliged naman. we just roamed and looked around for px goods pero ang nabili ko lang eh keychains na pampasalubong. tapos nag-decide sina kiko and bugnuting bf to go to mine's view park to look for some designer bags from ukay na they could buy. unfortunately wala na silang nakita so they decided to try their luck at the ukay mecca supercomplex sa session road. pero nagdahilan ang kiko na naje-jebs siya and they need to go back to the pension house muna kasi ang feeling ko eh nagdahilan lang ang bakla para maka-bambam hehehe&lt;br /&gt;mr tourism and i then decided to go to his house kasi birthday daw ng pinsan niya and may party daw. kamusta naman ang party di ba? ang akala ko eh may inuman and sorts yun pala eh children's birthday party ang pupuntahan ko hehehe ipinakilala niya ako sa mom niya and the rest of his angkan. in fairness eh sobrang sarap ng food na nakain ko! i especially loved the home-baked cookies! sobrang nabusog ako nun! i then went to session road to meet up with them for dinner. since mabusog na ako sobra sa kinain ko kina mr. tourism eh i just had salad sa cafe volante.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the ukay mecca along session road pero wala ring nabili sina kiko and his bugnuting bf since mahal pa rin ang second-hand signature bags nila dun. lowest na yata ang 3000 pesos. pero in fairness talaga eh signature kung signature ang mga bags. and original. may nakita pa akong super cute na bottega venetia na shoes worth 200 pesos &lt;strong&gt;LANG&lt;/strong&gt; pero ano naman gagawin ko dun?! sobrang ok sana if pwede kong ibigay kay loreta but kahit cheap ang taste ni loreta sa fashion eh you can't make her wear ukay stuffs. ang kanya kasi kahit mura na bili sa palengke deadma basta hindi pa naisuot ng patay hehehe&lt;br /&gt;so after our unfortunate adventure sa ukay eh bumalik na kami sa pension house to rest pero hindi ko pinatulog ang mga bakla kasi two years nang nangyayari na nagpa-plan kaming pupunta ng nevada square pero hindi natutuloy. so this time around eh i want to be sure na matutuloy kami kaya pinilit kong mag-ayos na sina kiko at maligo para matanggal ang antok sa mga katawan nila.&lt;br /&gt;we got to nevada square at around 11pm. medyo maaga pa for the place kasi kokonti pa lang ang tao. it's a welcome change na hindi na oa sa military men [with armalites talaga ito ha!] yung area. dati kasing nagpunta kami eh nakakatakot sa sobrang dami ng mga militar. parang military base ang papasukan namin dati at hindi bar! nung pumunta kami eh mga 2 or 3 na lang yata yung mga may dalang armalites dun. niyaya ko sina kiko sa friday's [the club and not the resto] since yun daw yung gay haven sa nevada square. in fairness eh sobrang daming hotness nung gabing yun sa friday's! ang pinaka-target ko eh yung sobrang hawig ni cogie domingo pero sobrang bakod ang mga punyetang mga kaibigan niya huhuhu i was flirting with mr. manila hotness din na kaibigan/kinarir ni kiko sa manila pero medyo tipsy na yata kaya ako ang pinagdiskitahan hahaha too bad he was with his fugly eb kaya hindi ko mahila back to our place hahaha ang kilig moment lang eh he asked for my number that night! hahaha teehee! *kilig sobra*&lt;br /&gt;mr. tourism was kinda makulit lang that night kasi tipong he wanna tag along with me pero nagdadahilan ako para makaiwas kasi gusto kong mangarir hehehe i had a couple of beers and two between the sheets as well [tang inang cocktail ito, traydor!!] nang makaramdam na ako ng hilo at hindi na ako makatayo ng maayos. so kesa masayang ang chance ko, hinila ko na yung cute guy na nagpapa-cute sa akin and niyaya ko pabalik sa tinutuluyan namin. ang damputa namang guy eh kunyari pang lasing at wala sa ulirat niya kaya napasama at pilit ipinipilit sa akin na straight siya pero super pahawak naman ng dick niya sa akin while we were waiting for a ride. at sa gitna ng kalsada ito ha! sobrang na-excite naman ako nung mahawakan kong may piercing ang etits ng loko hahaha si pierced dick guy eh cute in fairness. ang putang ina lang eh sobrang ingay makipag-sex! at ang gulo niya promise! gusto niya na on top lang ako lagi sa kanya. straight daw pero nagsu-suck! saan ka naman lulugar doon di ba? hindi lang yun, ok lang sa kanya magpa-fuck! though hindi successful kasi ang dami niyang arte eh kahit papaano eh may naganap na ganun hahaha so sa madaling salita eh we had sex for about 3 hours yata [oa sa tagal dahil sa dami ng kaartehan ni pierced dick guy hmpf] then i slept for a little while until ginising niya ako kasi he needs to leave na raw kasi uuwi pa siya ng dagupan. we didn't exchange numbers since he mentioned na sa baguio talaga siya based and i didn't see the need to exchange numbers kasi sa isip ko one time sex lang talaga yun. actually pati name nalaman ko na lang nung paalis na siya kasi dun ko na lang siya naipakilala kina kiko pero putang ina sobrang tumatak sa isip ko yung istura niya and yung mga pinaggagagawa namin. na-miss ko yung may ka-sex na kupal at epal hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then nalaman ko kina gagong kiko and his bugnuting bf after kong ihatid si pierced dick guy na nakikinig sila all night sa pakikipag-sex ko kay pierced dick guy! waaaahh!! i hate them! tumatawa sila na ang arte nga raw ng naka-sex ko at ang &lt;strong&gt;kuliiit&lt;/strong&gt; daw at bulong daw ako ng bulong sa ka-sex ko ng 'oh, shit!' natatawa akong nahihiyang naiinis na gising pala sila pero deadma na kasi madilim naman hahaha at medyo palakpak ang tenga ko kasi they both told me na hotness daw yung naka-sex ko, weird nga lang daw sa kama hehehe bibihira kasing magustuhan ni kiko yung mga trip kong guys. and getting the same approval kay bugnuting bf ni kiko means na the guy's really cute. too bad he's just for one-time sex nga lang huhuhu they then asked me how young is the guy na raw kasi parang teen-ager pa lang daw kasi. honestly, i don't know his real age kasi we never talked about anything personal about us but i just told them na 18 or 19 years old yata kahit feeling ko eh he's kinda older than that kasi he mentioned to me na kaya siya nasa baguio eh for a review. hindi ko na nga lang alam kung para saan but i wanna assume he's in a medical-related field kasi he mentioned something about bgh [baguio general hospital] din na ang akala ko pa ngang nasabi niya eh pgh.&lt;br /&gt;natulog uli ako for a few hours then nagising kami ng around 1030am nina kiko. medyo masakit ang ulo ko because of a hangover pero keri na. ilang beses pa namin kinalampag yung mga tauhan ng pension house before pa kami nagkaroon ng mainit na tubig pampaligo. may sira yata yung sa room namin kaya it takes a while before uminit yung tubig. i was able to take a bath na mainit ang tubig sa banyo but when it's kiko's and his bf's turn na [sabay kasi sila naliligo] eh sobrang lamig na naman ng tubig kaya pinaligo na lang sila into another room.&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kami ng palengke afterwards para mamili ng pasalubong. pumunta kami kay sibinti [tawag namin sa suki naming bekbek na tindera ng pasalubong sa may palengke] para bumili ng peanut brittle, ube jam, strawberry jams, garlic chips, crinkles, lengua de gato tsaka choco flakes. then pumunta kami sa loob ng palengke para naman mamili ng gulay na ini-insist ni loreta na bilhin ko at saka kung ano pang makita. so nakapamili pa ako ng kakanin na gawa sa pinipig [hindi ko alam ang tawag eh], honey [na ipinilit na lang sa akin ng matanda and nabili ko na lang din sa awa], strawberries! [na lasog-lasog na ng pagdating ko sa house. syet!], 2 coin purses [dahil gusto ko lang hehehe] at mga gulay [na hindi naman yun yung hinahanap ni loreta hahaha]. gaddemet sa sobrang bigat ng bag &lt;em&gt;[binili ko rin kay sibinti]&lt;/em&gt; na pinaglagyan ko ng mga napamili ko! hindi pa man din ako sanay bumuhat ng mabibigat kaya nga hindi ako naggi-gym eh &lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt; so habang bitbit ko yung malaking plastic bag ala shoulder bag [then hawak ko yung bottom part for support] eh naglakad kami papuntang overpass para kumain sa may mcdo ng biglang nagkagulo sina kiko and his bugnuting bf! nanakawan si kiko ng cellphone!&lt;br /&gt;sobrang bilis ng mga pangyayari! nakilala ni bugnuting bf ni kiko yung bumangga sa kanila at kumuha ng cellphone ni kiko. nang ituro ni bugnuting bf ni kiko yung guy &lt;em&gt;[tandang-tanda ko eh nakasuot ng blue jacket ang gago with the tatak na nike]&lt;/em&gt; habang naglalakad na sa taas ng overpass eh nag-comment pa yung tindera who overheard our conversation na, "ah yun, oo snatcher nga yun!" so kahit hirap sa mga dalang pinamili eh hinabol namin yung snatcher na nakaramdam na hahabulin namin siya kaya nagmadali ring naglakad papunta sa isng mall adjacent to the overpass. hinabol ni kiko yung snatcher while si bugnuting bf ni kiko was left behind carrying their shopping bag so i told him na iwanan na lang ako sa mcdo and run after the snatcher din. so ganun na nga ang nangyari. while waiting for them eh hindi ako mapakali. hindi ko naman kasi alam pa at that time na sa mall sila naghahabulan kaya kung anu-ano nang bad things ang pumapasok sa isip ko like baka bigla na lang saksakin si bugnuting bf ni kiko sa kalsada and other scary ideas like that. tapos i was thinking of kiko rin na baka nawala na sa paghabol sa guy and at that time kasi eh hindi ko alam kung asan si kiko and kung paano niya malalaman na i was in mcdo.&lt;br /&gt;after about 10-15 minutes na hindi ako mapakali eh bumalik ang dalawa na lumong-lumo. then ikinuwento nila na nagpunta yung snatcher sa bentahan ng mga cellphone dun sa mismong building kung saan ako naghihintay and nagiikutan/habulan sila ni kiko pero nung makita na nitong nakasunod na si bugnuting bf ni kiko eh lalo pa itong hindi mapakali. hindi naman nila ma-approach agad yung guy, which is understandable naman, kasi nga, una, mahirap paratangan na lang basta yung guy hanggang walang direct proof kahit defensive siya na tinatakbuhan palayo sina kiko. at pangalawa, hindi alam nina kiko if may kasabwat yung snatcher at baka bigla na lang silang kuyugin ng mga kasama nito. kahit naman ako ang nalagay sa ganung sitwasyon eh mahihirapang mag-isip agad ng &lt;strong&gt;TAMANG&lt;/strong&gt; gagawin. kung ako siguro yun eh papabayaan ko na lang din dahil na rin sa masamang experience ko sa holdaper/snatcher.&lt;br /&gt;so medyo tulala pa ang bakla ng kumain sa mcdo then bumalik na kami sa pension house para lang kunin ang mga gamit namin and magbayad ng 300 pesos for extending three hours then dumiretso na kami sa victory liner para makasakay pabalik ng manila. nakarating na kami ng cubao ng around 10pm then nakarating ako ng house ng around 11pm then nag-online ako to write this entry.&lt;br /&gt;ayokong isiping may jinx kasi sobrang nae-enjoy ko ang baguio trips ko pero lagi na lang may nawawala tuwing pumupunta kami ng baguio. sana naman eh coincidence lang. haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang baklang kiko eh nagwarla mode sa bus habang pa-byahe kami ng baguio nang hindi ipabasa sa kanya ng bf niya yung text message ko kasi we were making secret plans of doing a surprise party for kiko dahil birthday niya sa december 28. ang puta ba naman eh biglang pinilipit at sinira yung ibinigay na shades sa kanya ng bf niya! grabe pati ako eh nagulat kasi hindi naman at never kong nakitang ganun si kiko ever! pinasukan yata ng masamang espiritu ang bakla at biglang naging bayolente! pagkatapos mahimasmasan at ipamukha sa kanya ng bf niya ang mga palitan namin ng text eh nag-text sa akin ang bakla na nahihiya siya sa sarili niya! dapat lang no! damputang bakla at parang nireregla at biglang tinopak! nalurkey ako dun! hindi naman pwedeng nagseselos ang bakla dahil kilala ko siya pero kung ano mang sanib ang pumasok sa utak niya eh dapat alisin sa pamamagitan ng paghampas ng walis tingting sa fez niya! haaaayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minumulto ang mga bakla! hahaha pagdating namin sa pension house eh may naririnig na kaming tunog na parang screech ng rubber shoes. paulit-ulit yun pero ako hindi ko na pinapansin kasi ayoko naman takutin ang sarili ko at ma-spoil ko pa ang pag-stay ko sa baguio. pero ang mga bakla eh masokista yata at pilit tinatakot ang mga sarili. i just joked about the screeching sound na we kept on hearing nga na ang panget naman if makakakita ako ng white lady na naka-rubber shoes kasi sobrang pagtatawanan ko siya. pero actually medyo natatakot na rin ako ng konti kasi ma-effort ang white lady na magtatakbo all day at all night at magpatunog ng rubber shoes. &lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwentong multo uli. hindi daw makatulog ang kiko nung first night namin sa kinahihigaan niya kaya ang ginawa niya eh nakipagpalit siya ng side sa bed with his bugnuting bf &lt;em&gt;[malamang sila ang magkatabi sa kama noh! medyo masikip nga lang yung mga kama namin if dalawa ang nakahiga kasi single beds sila]&lt;/em&gt; the next night after they went to nevada square. remember the story about the nevada incident? kaya hindi sina kiko ang kasabay kong pauwi nun eh dahil nauna na silang umuwi at ang feeling ko eh magba-bambam lang ang mga gago. so nung pagdating nga namin sa pension house ni pierced dick guy eh kumatok ako sa door namin then i let pierced dick guy stand infront of the door and nagtago ako sa side. i was laughing my heart out sa itsura ni kiko na nung pagbukas niya ng pinto eh ang nakita lang niya eh si pierced dick guy na nakangisi sa kanya. siguro it took about 15 seconds silang nagkakatitigan before ako lumabas na humahagalpak sa kakatawa. makikita mo talaga sa mukha ni kiko yung gulat at takot. pinabuksan ni kiko yung lights and he was like cursing me to death kasi sobrang natakot daw siya nung makita niyang si pierced dick guy lang yung nasa pinto tapos nakangisi pa sa kanya. feeling niya raw eh may mga kasama daw si pierced dick guy na bigla na lang lalabas from somewhere and ihohold-up sila or something. tapos kwento pa ni kiko na kaya daw siya nagmamadaling buksan ang pinto nung may kumatok eh [na ang alam nga niya eh ako na yun] dahil simula nang dumating sila ng bugnuting bf niya sa room eh hindi na sila makatulog kasi kung anu-ano na ang nangyayaring kakaiba sa kanila. itong bugnuting bf ni kiko eh nakatulog daw saglit pero sa binangungot daw ito na nakalutang yung kaluluwa niya sa ere and nakikita niya ang sarili niya exactly as how they were sleeping ni kiko nung time na yun and tipong may bumubulong daw sa tenga niya tapos nakakarmdaman daw niyang may kung ano sa ilalim ng kama and niyuyugyog daw yung bed. nagising na lang yata siya nung gisingin siya ni kiko kasi naalimpungatan ito sa hilik ni bugnuting bf na parang nahihirapang huminga. simula nun eh hindi na sila nakatulog kasi kung anu-anong scary sounds na raw ang naririnig nila like may nagpupukpok sa may kisame [considering na concrete yung ceiling namin and it's already 2am ha] and ang dami raw taong nag-uusap sa labas ng hallway na nakakaloka daw kasi sobrang weird nga na sobrang daming tao pa ng ganung oras. idagdag mo pa ang nakakalokang screeching rubber shoes na walang humpay sa kakatunog at ang feeling daw ni kiko na all night na nakahiga sila sa bed eh pakiramdam daw niya eh may taong nakatayo lang sa harap ng pinto namin.&lt;br /&gt;but even after all those stories were told, i tried not to mind it kahit pilit kong tinatakot ang sarili koat times [like imagining there's a white lady at the window ofthe cr or something like that] kasi nga ayoko namang punuin lang ng takot ang sarili ko at ma-spoil ang vacation ko. hindi man ako ma-rituals and madasalin pero i have a strong faith in God. yun yung pinanghahawakan ko. ang i believe din kasi na what we don't see won't hurt us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7982370737621897127?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7982370737621897127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7982370737621897127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7982370737621897127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7982370737621897127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/12/greetings-from-someone-who-came-from.html' title='greetings from &lt;i&gt;[someone who came from]&lt;/i&gt; baguio'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4315443647137397778</id><published>2007-12-06T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:51:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>without you...</title><content type='html'>ito ang potang inang culprit sa pag-iyak ko the other day hmpf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Without You&lt;br /&gt;RENT - The Musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIMI&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.&lt;br /&gt;The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.&lt;br /&gt;The earth turns, the sun burns, but &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the stars roar the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash. &lt;br /&gt;The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you.&lt;br /&gt;The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROGER&lt;br /&gt;The world revives—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIMI&lt;br /&gt;Colors renew—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIMI&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROGER&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walk, the lungs breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROGER&lt;br /&gt;The mind churns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIMI&lt;br /&gt;The mind churns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROGER&lt;br /&gt;The heart yearns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIMI&lt;br /&gt;The heart yearns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;The tears dry, without you.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, but I’m gone.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I die, without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIMI&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROGER&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4315443647137397778?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5926752025971019908</id><published>2007-12-04T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:50:36.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry kung hindi ako perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="blue"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone makes mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;That's why they put erasers on pencils.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lenny, The Simpsons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang ina umiiyak ako sa station ko right now :_(&lt;br /&gt;ang sakit ng break-up namin. hindi ko na dapat ito isusulat eh. kasi ayoko talagang isipin na wala na kami kasi ang sabi ng utak ko kami pa. pero sa kanya wala na kami. and wala na raw chance for now na magkabalikan kami. ang sakit na marinig yun sa kanya. especially na natatangahan ako sa buong pangyayari. ayoko nang ikwento. kasi sa totoo lang hindi ko maintindihan ang mga nangyayari. sumusunod na lang ako sa agos ng gusto niyang mangyari. ang problema kahit anong gawin ko, feeling ko eh nilulunod ako ng mga epekto ng kilos ko. pakiramdam ko wala na akong tamang nagawa. umapak ako sa kanan, may makikitang mali, umapak ako sa kaliwa puro mali pa rin. napapagod na akong masumbatan. palagi na lang. putang ina naman, bakit hindi mo makalimutan ang mga nangyari na kahit halos isang taon na ang nakakalipas samantalang yung mga nagawa mong kasing grabe o mas malala pa eh hindi ko isinusumbat syo?!? how will we move forward if you don't know how to let go of our bitter past? i've already said my sorries a million times already and i am changing for you kahit nga hindi ko na makilala ang sarili ko pero hindi mo pa rin mapalagpas ang mga naging issues natin in the past?!&lt;br /&gt;tang inang buhay to. sa totoo lang lahat ng mga nangyayari malabo sa akin. kasi you never explained. you always tell me, "alam mo na yun." magtatanong ba ako at kukulitin ka kung alam ko na yun?! hindi naman ako bobo para kulitin ka lang kung alam ko na ang sagot sa mga tanong mo!&lt;br /&gt;alam ko marami akong pagkukulang, marami akong mali. marami akong nasabing sobrang foul pero humingi na ako ng tawad doon eh! ginawa ko na lahat para magbago but it seems like everything that i'm doing for us will never be good enough for you. kasi sa akin kung totoong mahal mo ako, pagbibigyan mo ako nung humihingi ako sayo ng second chance. tao lang ako, nagkakamali. pero ano ang sagot mo? "move on." tang ina sobrang sakit nun! pakiramdam ko tuloy bigla mo akong iniwan sa gitna ng laban. pero siguro nga tama ka, i should move on. kasi hindi ko na kaya na ipagsiksikan pa uli ang sarili ko sa taong ayaw naman sa akin. history is repeating itself but this time around, sana mas madali kong matanggap na nagmahal na naman ako at nawalan :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5926752025971019908?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5926752025971019908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=5926752025971019908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ang pinagkakaabalahan ko for the past two days sa office: &lt;a href="http://www.draculasriddle.co.uk/"&gt;dracula's riddle&lt;/a&gt;. putang ina nakakatunaw ng utak!!! tsaka nga pala nagme-major redecoration ako ng station ko. ang drama ko now eh minimalism hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugbog ang katawan ko sa sobrang practice ng sayaw for our christmas presentation last saturday. ang sabi nung una waltz lang ang sayaw ko kaya pumayag ako kasi sobrang simple lang ng steps [sobrang hindi ako marunong sumayaw]. pero damputang syet meron pa palang final presentation na lahat na dancers from all other dances eh magsasayaw na hindi sinabi sa amin! so feeling ko tuloy eh pumirma ako ng kontrata na may hidden clause! syet talaga! sobrang hirap pa naman ng steps kasi sobrang bilis. kaya good luck na lang sa akin. pero in fairness i think i will love my costume kasi victorian/old english ang motif kaya medyo okay na rin. and company ko naman ang sasagot sa gastos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major boo-boo ko nung isang araw. i received a text from coach [tl ko sa dati kong work] na patay na raw ang dad ng dati kong ka-teammate. 40th day daw ng death niya sa december 4 and we should be paying a visit daw to their house to pay homage and [kahit daw awkward] for reunion na rin. pero dahil nabasa ko yun just after kong naalimpungatan sa pagkakatulog, ang naging pagkakabasa ko eh yung dati kong ka-teammate ang namatay. so what i did was i texted all of my ex-officemates and i told them that &lt;strong&gt;my officemate died!&lt;/strong&gt; kinorek lang ako ng isa kong officemate na yung dad ng officemate ko ang na-tegi at hindi si anakis waaah!!! nakakahiya talaga! pati pa naman dati kong operations manager eh natext ko &lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si bf ilang araw ko na hindi nakikita. he left for quezon the other day for a three-day photoshoot. pinadala siya ng bago niyang talent manager for a photo op. kaya medyo praning ako for the past three days. puro baklang photographer kasi ang kasama niya dun hmpf pero alam ko namang hindi gagawa ng kagaguhan si bf. takot lang niya sa pwede kong gawin sa kanya hmpf medyo minumulto lang ako ng mga pinaggagagawa ko kaya ako praning. syet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang sad news, yung mom ni shel na-stroke daw for the second time and she's recuperating from the attack. i'm praying for her speedy recovery. and i hope anyone who reads this will do the same too. i may not be a religious person but i do believe in the power of prayers :)&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-4246640206991085870</id><published>2007-11-12T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:49:01.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice gift na sana eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzggqG39HMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8xfTXMRAZ6M/s1600-h/indichrome%27s+portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzggqG39HMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8xfTXMRAZ6M/s400/indichrome%27s+portrait.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131887683160579266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binigay na painting ng topakin kong bf para sa anniversary namin. happy na sana kaya lang nag-away kami dahil sa pagiging putang inang childish niya! gago siya! hmpf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4246640206991085870?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4246640206991085870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=4246640206991085870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4246640206991085870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/4246640206991085870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/11/nice-gift-na-sana-eh.html' title='nice gift na sana eh'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwOm39GuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/peATcFNRFEU/s1600-h/dishwasher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwOm39GuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/peATcFNRFEU/s200/dishwasher.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567796760845026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwOm39GvI/AAAAAAAAAKg/W4RqlYyLbXA/s1600-h/kitchen+gizmos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwOm39GvI/AAAAAAAAAKg/W4RqlYyLbXA/s200/kitchen+gizmos.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567796760845042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwO239GwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/vDc98mSbbQo/s1600-h/tables.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwO239GwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/vDc98mSbbQo/s200/tables.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567801055812354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwPG39GxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XrOj-wY9TPo/s1600-h/couch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwPG39GxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XrOj-wY9TPo/s200/couch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567805350779666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1K239GyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HGhVlm6ftj0/s1600-h/sofa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1K239GyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HGhVlm6ftj0/s200/sofa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573229894474530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1K239GzI/AAAAAAAAALA/GcSB6006xd4/s1600-h/station+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1K239GzI/AAAAAAAAALA/GcSB6006xd4/s200/station+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573229894474546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1LG39G0I/AAAAAAAAALI/pzbkNclL7M4/s1600-h/station+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1LG39G0I/AAAAAAAAALI/pzbkNclL7M4/s200/station+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573234189441858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1LW39G1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/30l4ZPyd2BU/s1600-h/station+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1LW39G1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/30l4ZPyd2BU/s200/station+03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573238484409170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1LW39G2I/AAAAAAAAALY/FHm0mA0C0xc/s1600-h/station+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1LW39G2I/AAAAAAAAALY/FHm0mA0C0xc/s200/station+04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573238484409186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzpQO239HNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EA_or0dQvwI/s1600-h/station+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzpQO239HNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EA_or0dQvwI/s200/station+05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132502941520698578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1lm39G5I/AAAAAAAAALw/c7VvIEuZYzo/s1600-h/station+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1lm39G5I/AAAAAAAAALw/c7VvIEuZYzo/s200/station+07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573689455975314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1lm39G6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/sChmIutfeqE/s1600-h/station+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1lm39G6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/sChmIutfeqE/s200/station+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573689455975330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1lW39G4I/AAAAAAAAALo/h4WoP7MrRLQ/s1600-h/station+06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1lW39G4I/AAAAAAAAALo/h4WoP7MrRLQ/s200/station+06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573685161008002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1l239G7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/XnXP4_6Rd0k/s1600-h/station+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzN1l239G7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/XnXP4_6Rd0k/s200/station+09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573693750942642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the pictures of my office. wala lang, gusto ko lang i-post hehehe these shots were taken during my first week in the office. i'm so fucking inosente and awestruck pa then hahaha so now mas maayos na yung station ko :) mas marami nang pictures at abubot hehehe i'll post more pictures when i get the chance na walang tao kasi feeling ko para akong probinsyanong kaluluwas lang ng manila sa pinag-gagagawa ko harharhar :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2514733932626797570?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2514733932626797570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2514733932626797570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2514733932626797570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2514733932626797570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/11/youd-wish-youre-here.html' title='you&apos;d wish you&apos;re here'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RzNwOW39GtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MuWHUCVt00I/s72-c/sink.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-873107162803743852</id><published>2007-11-02T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:20:34.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>para sa dahilan ng aking mga ngiti</title><content type='html'>isang taon! isang taon na pala tayo. sobrang bilis, ano? :) parang kailan lang eh sinagot mo ako ng hindi sinasadya sa parking lot ng sm north. na noong una pa nga eh naisip ko na sana hindi ko na lang aksidenteng naitanong ng pabulong yung mga salitang "would you be my boyfriend?" habang naglalakad ka papalayo kasi marunong ka palang bumasa ng buka ng bibig. malay ko ba naman :) una ko kasing naisip eh ang baduy ng anniversary natin, all souls' day hehehe pero naisip ko rin naman na wala namang baduy dun. di ba nga, the most memorable moments are the ones that we do not plan? at wala rin akong pinagsisisihan ha :) marami man tayong pinag-aawayan at hindi pagkakaintindihan eh alam ko namang parte talaga yun ng isang relationship. we learn through our adversities, 'ika nga di ba?&lt;br /&gt;ikaw pa rin ang laging nakakapagpasaya sa akin, ang nakakabuo ng araw ko. hangad ko na sana dumating ang araw na sa bawat paggising ko eh ikaw ang nakikita kong katabi. walang sawa kitang hahagkan sa umaga sa bawat paggising natin at sa gabi bago matulog. hindi kita pagsasawaan titigan habang tulog ka. ang mga yapos mo ang hahanapin para mapanatag ang loob. ikaw ang parangap kong naging katuparan.&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ang dahilan ng aking mga ngiti. mahal na mahal kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-873107162803743852?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/873107162803743852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=873107162803743852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/873107162803743852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/873107162803743852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/11/para-sa-dahilan-ng-aking-mga-ngiti.html' title='para sa dahilan ng aking mga ngiti'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7281903290855230458</id><published>2007-11-01T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T06:34:18.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bitch goddess's an old friend</title><content type='html'>listening to alanis's songs feels like talking to an old friend. damn, i missed listening to her. and i miss the old her &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i must say i love her &lt;a href="http://www.alanismorissette.com/"&gt;new site&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RykAG6TTBRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/p7Vp2y8_h7s/s1600-h/alanis+morisette+site+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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magsulat. sobrang daming nangyari sa akin for the past days na hindi ako nagparamdam dito. unang-una, may bago na akong &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/interview.html"&gt;work&lt;/a&gt;! yey! :) and i'm really happy sa new environment ko :)&lt;br /&gt;lumipat na ako ng work sa makati and i'm now working for a big corporation [actually isa siya sa top ten corporations worldwide :P] and sobrang nakakalula yung experience. iba kasi ang treatment nila sa employees. sabi nga ng kasabayan kong nag-train eh naninibago siya kasi hindi siya sanay na tinatratong tao &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakapraning naman kasi yung office namin. kamusta naman ang ergo tables and chairs di ba? namangha ako nung first day ko nung ipakita sa akin na ang table ko eh tumataas/bumababa depende sa dapat na height kapag nagwo-work. at ganun din ang chair ko! ergo kung ergo [na binigyan naming mga new hires ng double-meaning harharhar]! lahat eh pwedeng i-customize para daw maiwasan ang work-related injuries. sobrang priority ng company ko ang safety ng employees kaya bawat computer eh may program pa na magpa-prompt syo na you have to stop typing or working on your computer kapag na-sense niya na you're using the pc excessively. at may hard stop ito! so wala ka talagang magagawa kundi tumigil at i-follow na lang ang exercise na naka-prompt sa screen dahil disabled ang access sa keyboard and mouse until matapos ang exercise [which takes about 5 to 10 minutes!] so kung may kausap ka sa phone eh you gotta tell the person you're talking to na you have to take a break for a period of time. ang shala di ba? pero wala yan sinabi sa dishwasher namin sa pantry. hindi ito tao kundi machines ha! at fisher &amp; paykel ito harharhar tumambling naman ako nung first time kong nagpunta sa pantry ng office namin! bukod sa coffee maker eh may espresso maker kami. at bukod sa microwave oven eh may conventional oven. not to mention na dim lights kung dim lights ang drama. at may service masters kami. so kung hindi mo feel maglinis ng pinagkainan mo eh iwan mo lang sa table ang plate and they'll get it and wash it.&lt;br /&gt;nung unang araw naman ng 2-week training namin eh nawindang ako ng sabihin sa amin na ang short breaks namin and lunches eh may free food. say hello naman sa starbucks and delifrance pastries for short breaks at north park and mexicali naman for lunch. sobrang hello naman talaga yun! bukod pa dun yung banana chips and eggnogs na nilalantakan namin in between. kaya naloloka si loreta na tuwing uuwi ako ng house eh may pasalubong akong tinapay hehehe at in fairness sa training na yun eh naka-500 pesos din ako na starbucks gift certificates &lt;em&gt;[pinamimigay lang kasi nila yun for every right answers sa tanong nung training hehehe]&lt;/em&gt;. nagtreat din yung trainers namin sa redbox gb3 [&lt;em&gt;naka-eight hours daw sila, hindi ako sumama kasi may date kami ni bf nung day na yun. not to mention na para akong ngumangawang baka kapag kumakanta hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; and red crabs for a bonding session. at malamang eh sagot din ito ng company namin.&lt;br /&gt;pagdating ko naman sa station na ibinigay sa akin eh supercartwheel ako at 4 times yata ang laki kaysa sa dati kong work. tapos ang pc na ibinigay sa akin eh brand new! at may dvd+rw drive ito with lightscribe feature! &lt;em&gt;[sorry, galing ako sa pagiging tech support kaya technology excites me hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; hello naman yun di ba? talagang galing pa sa kahon ang pc ko. tapos ang &lt;a href="http://www.keyovation.com/pc-65-2-goldtouch-ergonomic-adjustable-keyboard-white.aspx"&gt;keyboard&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/hardware/mouseandkeyboard/productdetails.aspx?pid=004"&gt;mouse&lt;/a&gt; eh ergo pa rin! at hindi ako basta lang makakapag-login sa pc ko or to any other computers unless i use my own id &lt;em&gt;[may chip kasi siya na binabasa ng card reader. and you have to guard it with your life dahil $150 ang isa nun. so good luck sa salary deduction ko kapag nawala ko yun]&lt;/em&gt;. pagdating naman sa pagwe-welcome sa aming mga new hires eh nawalan ako ng ulirat. sa unang araw ng pasok ko eh may welcome kit na agad ako. isang folder yun with office supplies in it -- headset for the pc &lt;em&gt;[ang rason nila? para raw makapakinig kami ng music sa pc namin when we want to. hello naman un di ba?!]&lt;/em&gt;, calculator, stapler, tape dispenser, post-its, pens, markers, pentel pens, ruler, clips, everything you can think of. may kasama pa un na fitband &lt;em&gt;[pang-exercise namin during our stretch breaks]&lt;/em&gt;, headset for the phone and two pedestals &lt;em&gt;[para daw may lalagyan kami ng food hehehe]&lt;/em&gt;. kung may pagkaganid ka naman sa gamit at gusto mo pang mag-hoard ng supplies eh pwede kang kumuha ng gamit sa aming "national bookstore". may cabinet talaga kami na lahat ng kakailanganin mo eh andun. walang exaggeration, sobrang oa talaga sa dami ng office supplies sa office namin. bukod pa sa welcome kit eh nakatanggap din ako ng stuffed toy with a note welcoming me to the team. at may safety kit &lt;em&gt;[glow stick and some other stuffs for safety daw]&lt;/em&gt; pa kami na to follow daw [promise, galit sila sa pera]. to top it all off, may welcome party kami sa isang restaurant next week [treat pa rin ng company].&lt;br /&gt;sobrang na-appreciate ko rin ang personal direct numbers namin and personalized company e-mails. and we are given an option, if we want, to have our calling cards printed [pampaarte lang kasi we don't really need it naman]. we also have our personal physical therapist to assist us on how low or how high we should set our tables and chairs and to give recommendations on what other things we can do to avoid work-related injuries. i had a session with our team pt and i was even given a gel pad for my wrists and a document holder. of course, para daw mas bawas strain sa muscles. nakakaloka talaga! ang medical benefits din namin eh beyond what i've expected. sa previous company ko kasi eh malaking factor ang medical benefits kaya ako nagtagal sa kanila. sobrang ganda kasi &lt;em&gt;[never naman akong na-disappoint sa benefits except yung sa &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-not-safe-world-anymore.html"&gt;holdup incident&lt;/a&gt; ko na naintindihan ko namang hindi talaga nila covered ang ganung incidents]&lt;/em&gt;. pero nagulat ako sa bago kong company, kung sa dati kong company eh gold member ako, sa new company ko eh platinum member ako sa same health provider! at dagdag pa dun ang 6 thousand na medicine and 4 thousand na optical benefits ha! pati parents ko covered din! it really came as a total surprise. feeling ko nga practical joke na yung nangyayari eh. sobrang over the top na yung pino-provide ng new work ko.&lt;br /&gt;hindi rin bawal sa amin ang paggamit ng cellphone so okay lang na magtext ako habang nagwo-work ako. as long as hindi siya makakasagabal sa work eh okay lang. which is really ironic and funny kasi wala naman kaming ginagawa sa office! as in! tatawagan lang kasi kami ng clients namin if they need help sa paperworks nila but since pilot program pa yung sinu-support ko sa buong US eh dadalawa pa lang ang clients namin. yeah, dalawa. as in dadalawang tao. eh lima kami na na-train for that project so dumadaan ang isang araw na wala akong natatanggap na tawag. second week ko na sa work after the training and i only got 5 calls. and lahat yun eh transfers pa so wala pa yatang 15 minutes akong nakipag-usap sa lahat ng mga natanggap kong calls! by next year pa daw madadagdagan yung clients namin but i doubt na bibigat pa rin yung call volume namin nun. yung kasing mga kasamahan ko na nagsu-support ng old system eh magaan din ang call volume nila. hindi ko nga alam kung bakit sa ganitong kaaga ng project eh lima na agad kaming kinuha nila pero ang naiisip lang naming dahilan na mga baguhan eh galit sa pera ang company namin hehehe pero ang super weird pa dun eh may kasabayan kami sa training na teammate din namin na nauna sa amin ng 4 months pero noon lang din tine-train. na-delay daw kasi ng na-delay yung implementation ng project kaya naghintay siya ng 4 months before pa siya nakapag-train kasabay namin. natatawa nga ako kasi sabi niya sobrang nakukunsensya siya nung second or third month na niya na pumapasok lang siya para mag-internet tapos sinuswelduhan pa siya kaya parang gusto na niyang mag-resign. sa office kasi namin eh hindi mahilig magpakialamanan ng trabaho ng iba ang mga employees since others have really demanding work kaya minsan nakakahiya kapag nakikita mong ikaw lang ang walang ginagawa. kaya nga ako eh nagbibi-busy-busy-han sa e-mails or pagbabasa ng documents namin habang naghihintay ng call. wala rin sa amin na security cameras, bawal mag-check ng personal belongings ang guards and sobrang bait ng staff kaya nakaka-kunsensya rin talaga na umabuso pa sa ibang bagay. sadyang makapal na lang talaga and fez ng aabuso pa sa company. kahit nga may kaharap kaming ibang nationalities na kasama namin sa office eh pwede kaming mag-tagalog kasi hindi naman talaga bawal pero out of respect na lang na hindi nila kami naiintindihan kaya kami nag-spokening dollar kapag kaharap sila.&lt;br /&gt;those things are just the icing on the cake. hindi sa pagyayabang pero i am now getting more than twice ng dati kong sweldo. may transportation allowance kasi kami na 300 pesos per day aside from an automatic 20% night diff kahit any time ako pumasok basta pang-gabing shift. walang cut-off ang night diff kumbaga. sa dati ko kasing work eh 10pm to 6am lang ang pasok sa night diff so other than that regular pay na. bukod pa dun eh may yearly bonus pa kami given every april na pwedeng umabot ng more than thrice ng sweldo kung maganda ang performance sa work. unfortunately nga lang eh hindi kami entitled na mga new hires doon  for next year kasi kelangang more than 8 months na kami sa company before the end of the business year cycle [every april] bago kami makatanggap ng bonus. shet. &lt;em&gt;hmpf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya nga pinipilit kong makapasok lahat ng kakilala ko sa bago kong work, sayang naman kasi ang opportunity na makapasok sa isang magandang company. it's not everyday naman kasi na a chance like this will come our way. aminin. i wrote this kasi sobrang proud lang talaga ako sa bago kong company. kaya kahit sina kiko, jayvee, bf and mga dati kong officemates eh ipinasa ko ang resumés nila sa hr namin kasi alam kong hindi ako mapapahiya sa kanila sa bago kong company. sana nga lang eh may makapasok sa kanila :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-4007115046240991558?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4007115046240991558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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work</title><content type='html'>fuck. i feel so useless right now. wala akong ginagawa buong araw kundi manood ng tv, kumain, matulog at magpalaki ng itlog. i thought kasi after i resigned from work eh i would immediately be hired and trained ng company na pinag-apply-an ko but until today eh i'm still waiting for their call para malaman kung kelan ako magsisimulang magwork. ang dami kasing mga pre-employment medical exams pang kailangang i-undergo &lt;em&gt;hmpf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang nami-miss ko lang siguro yung araw-araw na lumalabas ako. pero blessing in disguise na rin siguro yung paghihintay ko ng work kasi until now eh nagpapagaling pa rin ako ng mga wounds ko. medyo masakit pa rin yung ilang wounds eh. out of five wounds [isa sa may right eyebrow, tatlo sa left hand and isa sa right thumb] eh dalawa pa lang ang medyo galing [right eyebrow and left thumb].&lt;br /&gt;yung biggest concern ko [right thumb] dahil hindi ko siya mai-fold pa rin eh naghihi-heal pa rin ang sugat. actually bigla nga akong na-depress kahapon when i removed the bandage kasi i saw na medyo hindi pa galing yung sugat tapos eh hindi ko pa rin siya mai-fold. sumama ang loob ko and medyo naiyak kaya i called up ex &lt;em&gt;[i call him ex kasi, obviously, he's my ex na naging sobrang close friend ko after we broke up]&lt;/em&gt; to ask for any medical advice [he just passed the medical board exam lang this year so licensed doctor na siya! congrats ex! :)] and para ma-console na rin. i really felt weak at that moment and i really wanted to talk to someone. and at that moment i felt it's best na siya ang kausapin ko muna. i felt better after our conversation. he really has a way of talking to me na really consoles me when i'm down kaya nga minsan eh nakakakunsensiya na kino-contact ko lang siya when i need to talk to someone or when i really need some medical advice regarding something. but i guess that's the benefit of having an ex na naging friend mo na doctor :P and siya naman ang soulmate ko na ex ko so i know he really doesn't mind that :)&lt;br /&gt;actually i wrote this entry kasi i just want to do something productive today. i want to journal what i really think and feel right now. para naman masabi kong hindi nasayang ang araw ko hehehe i just hope na tawagan na ako ng bagong company ko and sabihin na i passed all of the pre-employment exams that i did para makapagsimula na ako -- sa bago kong work at sa bago kong buhay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8423986566285758987?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8423986566285758987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8423986566285758987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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namin -- kung saan ako nag-aabang ng masasakyan at bumababa at dumaraan halos araw-araw. limang kabataan [around 15-18 years old] ang nagtangkang kunin ang gamit ko. isa ang tumutok sa akin ng kutsilyo at nag-deklara ng holdup. nabigla ako sa pangyayari. mabilis ang lahat. pumalag ako, nahawakan ang kutsilyong nakatutok sa tagiliran ko, napadapa sa gitna ng kalsada habang hawak pa rin ang kutsilyo sa mga kamay ko, nasipa ako sa mukha, nakatayo at nakatakbong papalayo hanggang nakahingi ng tulong. sobrang ramdam ko ang takot habang nakikipagbuno ako sa mga nagtangkang humoldap sa akin pero alam kong walang mangyayaring masama sa akin kundi masugatan. wala kasing flashback ng buhay ko na nangyari sa akin nung time na yun. hindi ko alam kung katangahan ba yun na sobrang naniniwala na lang ako sa mga napapanood ko sa movies na your life flashes infront of you when you're about to die pero nung time na yun eh i took it as a sign. maybe i just took a leap of faith, na maliligtas pa rin ako kahit anong mangyari.&lt;br /&gt;but the ironic thing is that i thought i'm already gonna die when i felt and saw blood dripping from my hands and head while i was running away from the robbers. i remember clearly na nanginginig ang buo kong katawan when i &lt;del&gt;asked&lt;/del&gt; begged for help sa mga taong nakasalubong ko. and life really plays a trick on you on your sickest times -- lasing pa ang tumulong at nagdala sa akin sa hospital.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just spare the other details pero dahil sa nangyari, ang dami kong natutunan and na-realize. hanggang ngayon eh masama pa rin ang loob ko sa pulis na una kong nilapitan but did nothing but refer me to the nearest hospital. i begged him to bring me there dahil hindi ko na nga kaya and lasing pa yung kasama ko but he drove me away instead. kesyo wala daw maghahatid sa akin. tang ina niya. dahil doon yung respeto ko dati sa mga pulis eh biglang nawala. i felt betrayed by the very person na i thought na tutulong sa akin. dahil sa ginawa na yun ng pulis eh i was brought to the barangay hall ng lasing na tumulong sa akin but i was received coldly. galit pa yung nasa barangay hall kasi eh nagising siya sa &lt;strong&gt;oras ng trabaho&lt;/strong&gt; niya and i was even shouted at na lumabas ako ng barangay hall at umupo sa labas dahil kakalat ang dugo sa loob. putang ina din nila! huwag sana dumating ang panahon na hihingi sila ng tulong sa ibang tao at iparamdam na para silang basura! hanggang ngayon eh naninikip ang dibdib ko sa sama ng loob!&lt;br /&gt;pagdating sa hospital eh doon ko naramdaman ang sentimyento ng palagi kong naririnig sa tv na ang mga ospital daw eh hindi kikilos hanggang walang perang ide-deposit sa kanila. dahil hindi na-honor ang medical card ko dahil may involved daw na third-party &lt;em&gt;[putang inang maxicare yan! ano naman ang akala nila, magpapasaksak ako sa kamay para lang magamit ang card nila?! i could never really count on them except from getting medical certificates when i'm absent! hmpf!]&lt;/em&gt;, i have no choice but to contact loreta for help. actually i don't wanna wake up mama sana for this situation kasi matatakutin yun. baka atakihin na lang siya sa puso kapag tinawagan siya and was told na naholdap ako. but i really have no choice, halos 2 hours na kasi ako sa hospital pero walang ginagawa ang nurses kundi hugasan lang ng tubig and lagyan ng first aid and sugat ko. i needed to be attended to immediately but they won't move unless someone pays for my deposit. tang ina rin nila! magsama-sama sila nung pulis at nung mga tao dun sa barangay hall! for the first time, i felt really bad for myself. sobrang awang-awa talaga ako sa sarili ko nung time na yun. pakiramdam ko eh walang gustong tumulong sa akin when i really needed help. na walang tutulong sa akin unless then gain something in return.&lt;br /&gt;to make the long story short, dumating si loreta &lt;em&gt;[si bf pa ang naka-contact at nagsabi dahil hindi siya magising nung tinatawagan siya ng nurses sa hospital]&lt;/em&gt; ng around 4am na yata. then that's the only time a doctor from the e.r. stitched the wound i had from the pagkakasipa sa akin nung isang guy when i fell on my back habang nakikipagbuno sa kutsilyo with another guy. i was taken to a ward after &lt;em&gt;[lahat daw kasing private rooms eh taken na hmpf]&lt;/em&gt; which i shared with 3 other patients and was operated the same day kasi may naputol daw na litid sa right thumb ko which caused my thumb not to fold and feel numb. i stayed in the hospital for another day and was discharged with a 43,000++ pesos na bill. and that's just for a two-day stay in a ward pa ha. &lt;em&gt;*argh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast-forward to today. i am still healing wounds and nurturing a [somehow] broken spirit as i type this post. nakakalungkot lang na dahil sa mga nangyari eh i'm suddenly feeling fear and paranoia [konti lang naman] sa mga nangyayari sa paligid ko. praning na ako may kumaluskos lang o kumilos sa tabi ko lalo na when i'm out. i always knew fear is just around the corner, lurking, but i never feared fear until the fateful september 10th. iba na ang tingin ko sa lahat. hindi na siya ang dating kalsadang dinadaanan ko araw-araw papasok. hindi na siya ang tahimik at mapagkanlong na waiting shed na hintayan ko ng bus kapag papasok ako. hindi na sila ang mga inosenteng mga kabataan na naglalakad sa harap ko kapag nag-aabang ako ng masasakyan papasok. hindi na ikaw ang dating stranger na nakakasalubong ko lang sa kalsada. iba na ang mga tunog na naririnig ko at mga aninong nakikita ko. may takot na ako sa mga bagay. nakakalungkot lang isipin na ang mga bagay at lugar na kanlungan ko dati at gusto eh kinakatakutan ko na ngayon. i just feel bad na may takot na ako to pass by sa likod ng village namin after nung nangyari. nakakaramdam na ako ng takot at kaba kahit i try to remind myself na hindi ako dapat nagpapatalo sa takot at sa mga nangyari. i try to tell myself na i will only be a victim when i choose to be one. but i have to be realistic, it's not a safe world anymore. kahit anong mangyari i have to be more cautious but let myself live life at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;i already resigned sa dati kong work and naghihintay pa rin kung kelan magsisimula sa bago kong work. for the past two weeks na nasa bahay lang ako at walang ginagawa kundi magpagaling ng sugat, i could just wish na sa paggaling ng sugat ko eh sana mag-heal na rin ang spirit ko sa mga nangyari sa akin. please pray for me. i need it a lot. *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2372740704281717142?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2372740704281717142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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stay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;haaaayyy...&lt;/em&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung ano ang isusulat ko. hindi ko alam kung paano ko sisimulan...&lt;br /&gt;basta nag-away kami kagabi. ang eksena, parang yung dati naming &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/07/sana-maisip-mo-ako.html"&gt;matinding away&lt;/a&gt;. nasaktan na naman ako. pero this time dahil sa pagpipilit kong umalis ng condo niya. nasaktan ako sa pagtulak at paghawak niya ng mahigpit sa akin para lang hindi ako makalabas ng pinto. dapat may &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/interview.html"&gt;final interview&lt;/a&gt; ako ng 1130pm sa work na sobrang gusto ko but i had to cancel it dahil he won't let go of me. awa ang naramdaman ko sa sarili ko ng bigla na lang ako napaiyak begging him to let me go. but he still didn't. he would just let me go daw if i answer him sa tanong niya, na if i still love him. &lt;em&gt;*argh*&lt;/em&gt; what does he want me to say? na i love him? kahit na ang feeling ko that time eh i'm violated? i chose not to answer him. i stayed quiet. crying. then i decided to lock myself inside the bathroom and stay quiet. i took a shower. gusto kong lunurin ang nararamdaman ko ng sandaling iyon. somehow i felt better, then hell started again. he began asking me the same question. i said yes just to make him stop. but he won't. sa pagkainis ko, sinabi ko na lang na hindi. well, he left me no choice, didn't he? he got mad but he let me go.&lt;br /&gt;i felt nothing habang naglalakad ako palayo ng condo niya. hindi ko alam kung ano ang mararamdaman ko. hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong mararamdaman. masyado na akong napagod and na-consume sa away namin that night. i just walked away. i decided to pass by mcdo. there i found a quick relief. the no-strings-attached kind of relief. i didn't want to but i just needed to.&lt;br /&gt;argh. after about an hour pagkaalis ko sa condo niya i texted him. hindi ko siya matiis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sorry 4 everything i said kanina. I just got hurt kya i said that. I know it's inapppropriate. I love you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about 20 minutes, i got a text message from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you know what. im gonna suck it in and swallow my pride cause i dont want to [lose] the one i love. and i am sorry. i am sori"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medyo nagtaka ako sa text niya. feeling ko medyo off yung sagot niya sa text ko. so i checked my sent messages. there i found out na hindi pala na-send yung message ko. so i sent it out again with a follow-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I tried sending u that knina pero wla n pla ako load. D kta matiis nagsori agad ako knina pero d lng nsend Again im sorry"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na sana ako babalik sa condo niya but i can't clearly decide what i want to do. parang wala na rin akong lakas na magbiyahe ng 230am from quezon city to alabang. so when he fetched me sa mcdo, sumama na ako sa kanya. natulog agad ako. pero sa utak ko may takot sa nangyari. but i hugged him tight sa pagtulog ko. hindi ko alam what awaits us but i know we are just being tested. and kakayanin ko ito. para sa amin.&lt;br /&gt;i find it funny and stupid when some women say na they stick to their abusive/womanizing husbands kasi they wanna do it for their children. natatangahan ako sa reason nila. kasi feeling ko hindi ganun ang magiging sagot nila kung kaya nilang buhayin ng mag-isa ang mga anak nila.&lt;br /&gt;but now that i find myself in a &lt;em&gt;[somehow]&lt;/em&gt; similar situation, i now know what they mean by it. minsan pala, hindi ang mga bata ang talagang reason ng mga babae why they stick to the relationship. minsan, excuse lang nila yun para maging maluwag sa loob nila ang sitwasyon nila. dahil sobrang mahal nila ang asawa nila na lahat titiisin nila para lang huwag silang maghiwalay. ako, i decided to stay with bf kasi alam ko it's a test of our faith in the relationship. alam ko namang he really loves me. and that i really love him. sana lang, huwag na lang kaming magising isang araw na nagtatanong sa sarili namin kung bakit ba talaga namin ipinaglalaban ang relationship namin. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6020357712076951773?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6020357712076951773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6020357712076951773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6020357712076951773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6020357712076951773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-makes-you-stay.html' title='what makes you stay?'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2889782602335668482</id><published>2007-09-02T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T13:50:08.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diyes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RtpO-j17SRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/0zjUOrXZEbU/s1600-h/ten.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RtpO-j17SRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/0zjUOrXZEbU/s320/ten.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105479964258158866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 months and running! i'm loving it! i love you by! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2889782602335668482?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2889782602335668482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2889782602335668482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2889782602335668482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2889782602335668482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/09/diyes.html' title='diyes!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RtpO-j17SRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/0zjUOrXZEbU/s72-c/ten.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2455080692922982701</id><published>2007-09-01T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T09:26:36.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang kulet</title><content type='html'>napapadalas ang pagkabugnot ko kay bf lately. isang salita o kilos lang niya eh umiinit na agad ang ulo ko. hindi ko alam &lt;strong&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/strong&gt; kung bakit. pero malaking factor dun ang pagka-matigas ng ulo niya &lt;em&gt;[with pun intended. dampota bukod sa pagiging pasaway at palaging naka-kontra eh laging may hard-on ang abnoy hmpf]&lt;/em&gt;. ang sobrang ikinabubugnot ko sa kanya eh ipipilit niya ang gusto niya kahit sinasabi na sa kanya ang dahilan kung bakit hindi pwede ang isang bagay. madalas tuloy eh para akong may regla hmpf&lt;br /&gt;tulad na lang ng pag-aapply niya sa work. ilang beses kong sinasabi sa kanya na when he applies for work eh he needs to make sure that the resumé he sends through e-mail looks professional. or at least conforms to the company's requirement. pota ipipilit ba namang .jpeg format ang isesend niya na umaabot ng lagpas 3mb dahil yun daw ang resumé niya and it represents him! okay fine. point taken. pero puta ano ba naman ang pakialam ng kumpanyang pag-aapplyan niya sa kanya kung hindi naman mabubuksan ang resumé niya dahil sa laki ng filesize?! and not to mention na kapag binuksan pa ang resumé niya eh kasing laki yata ng dalawang bond paper ang laki! hello! kahit naman ako ang secretary o kahit sino pa mang herodes na makakatanggap ng resumé na ganyan at pag-eefortin pa akong pag-editin eh hindi ko para pag-aksayahan ng panahon noh! maganda kung sa maganda. yeah, it's artistically done. but for god's sake, hindi sa lahat ng pagkakataon eh masusunod ang gusto niya! nakakabwisit!&lt;br /&gt;nagsawa na ako sa pagsasalita kasi naman it falls on on deaf ears. then i came up with a great solution -- total deadma. harharhar it works pero there are instances pa rin that he would tick me off. tang ina kapag ganun eh pumipikit na lang ako and i think of happy thoughts &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt; hindi ako nagkukulang ng pagsaway at pagpapa-alala sa kanya but he sometimes won't stop. daig pa ang retarded sa pagkamakulit! argh!&lt;br /&gt;minsan tuloy naiisip kong turukan na lang siya bigla ng pagpatulog kapag umaatake na naman ang bwisit niyang ugali. hmmm... teka... bakit nga ba hindi? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*evil grin*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2455080692922982701?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2455080692922982701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2455080692922982701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2455080692922982701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2455080692922982701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/09/ang-kulet.html' title='ang kulet'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5027042451445992462</id><published>2007-08-29T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T09:37:02.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interview</title><content type='html'>yay! sana matanggap ako sa in-applyan kong work! i had an interview yesterday afternoon with a headhunter and the job she's offering me is very appealing. it's an oil company that needs &lt;em&gt;"data analysts"&lt;/em&gt; for their back-end office. pero feeling ko eh customer support lang yun for oil stations, pinaganda lang ang term hehehe what struck the most sa interview ko with the headhunter is the possibility that i may be trained abroad for the job.&lt;br /&gt;pinapupunta ako later tonight sa mismong office ng company na papasukan ko if ever. waaah!!! sana maging maganda ang outcome ng interview! i really like what the headhunter told me about the perks of the job! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5027042451445992462?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5027042451445992462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=5027042451445992462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5027042451445992462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5027042451445992462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/interview.html' title='interview'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-7184674344991601675</id><published>2007-08-27T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T04:49:32.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit naman lahat</title><content type='html'>hala naman! si bf instead pala na burahin yung mga unwanted added friends niya na pinatatanggal ko sa &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;friendster&lt;/a&gt; eh binura niya yung buong account niya! pinagmumulan lang daw ng away and balewala naman daw sa kanya yun kaya binura na lang niya. may topak talaga hmpf! tsk! tsk! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko naman at never ipapatanggal yung buong account sa kanya. ayoko lang ng mga epal at sabit sa &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;friendster&lt;/a&gt; niya. sayang lang kasi na dun siya nakakahanap ng contact sa mga friends niya from high school pero sino ba ako para manghinayang sa binuo niyang account kung siya mismong may katawan eh ayaw na dun?&lt;br /&gt;kainis. wala na akong kapa-praningan &lt;em&gt;hmpf&lt;/em&gt; harharhar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7184674344991601675?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7184674344991601675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7184674344991601675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7184674344991601675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7184674344991601675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/burahin-pala-lahat.html' title='bakit naman lahat'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5573792598969549840</id><published>2007-08-26T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T12:09:59.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magkakabati din pala</title><content type='html'>argh. bakit hindi ko ba matiis ang gago kapag nag-aaway kami?! hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;pinilit kong magmatigas kahapon para naman turuan ko siya ng leksyon na hindi lahat ng pagkakamali eh madadaan lang sa simpleng sorry pero hindi ko natiis ang gago at ako rin ang sumuko! hmpf! actually nag-text naman siya &lt;em&gt;[on my other number na once a month lang yata nakaka-receive ng text message dahil ginagamit ko lang yung phone para lang hindi mabawi sa akin ni loreta yung unit hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; at tumawag sa bahay pero may halong pagmamalaki pa yung pagso-sorry so hindi ko tinanggap. ang problema ko kasi kay bf tuwing mag-aaway kami at kapag nag-sorry siya eh he doesn't say sorry then period. he always follow his sorry's with excuses and that pisses me off. bigtime. he did the same thing kahapon so i kept ignoring his calls and messages. pero bago maglunch time eh lumambot na naman ako. tinawagan ko siya at nagdahilan na lang ako na loreta's expecting him for lunch kaya dapat pumunta siya. actually loreta was expecting him talaga pero ginamit ko na lang yung dahilan para ngaragin si bf na pumunta sa amin. may i dakdak pa ng konti si bf but i just ignored what he said and expected na he'll be in our house ng around 1pm pero putang ina 2pm na eh wala pa ang gago! namuti na ang mga mata ko at tirik na sila sa gutom pero no call no show ang paksyet! tinatawagan ko sa condo niya and sa cellphone niya pero hindi sumasagot! finally eh sumagot ang gago ng around 230pm, nagising lang daw siya sa tawag. tang ina tinulugan ako ng gago! at hindi raw siya makakapunta dahil wala raw siyang pamasahe?! eh samantalang 2 days ago lang eh papautangin daw niya ako kung kailangan ko ng pera, magsabi lang daw ako! nagtitipid daw kasi siya kasi mag-reresign na daw siya sa office nila. tang ina panghinayangan ba yung pamasaheng wala pang 100 pesos?!? eh kung dati ngang nag-aaral siya nakakagawa siya ng paraan para lang makapunta siya sa amin kahit naka-tsinelas siya from qc! obvious na gumagawa lang ng excuse ang gago kaya nag-init ang ulo ko at binagsakan ko siya ng phone. isinumpa kong ayoko na.&lt;br /&gt;kaya nung tumawag uli siya after ilang hours para magsorry eh ginagago ko talaga ang pakikipag-usap sa kanya. kuntodo pagbagsak ako sa linya. ang gago gumaganti ba naman! tangnang yun! pero makalipas lang ng mga 3 hours pa eh hindi ko talaga matiis ang gago. tinawagan ko na. i told him na huwag na huwag siyang magpa-planong tumakas at gumimik dahil magagalit ako. sabay segway na pupunta ako sa gb3 to watch hairspray with kiko, jayvee and wilhelm. actually pagpaparamdam ko sa kanya yun na pumunta siya ng makati at magkita kami. sinabi ko rin sa kanyang i'll change my number &lt;em&gt;[na hindi ko na ita-try ipa-unlock yung sim]&lt;/em&gt; but he needs to clear the buddies he has sa friends list niya na hindi niya ka-close. wala pang 5 minutes eh sabi ni gago eh ok na raw. kahit tignan ko pa raw. i didn't bother na so we decided to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;nagkita kami sa timezone gb3 past 11pm na. nauna siya ng ilang minutes and pinuntahan na lang niya sina kiko sa timezone and nagulat pa nga ang mga loko kasi kabilin-bilinan ko earlier that day kina kiko and jayvee na kapag in-invite nila si bf sa gimik namin that night eh magagalit ako sobra. so imagine na lang ang gulat nila when bf showed up without any pasabi. ang baklang kiko eh ang una pang napagbintangang nagpapunta eh si wilhelm harharhar&lt;br /&gt;when i saw him, nawala na lang bigla ang pagkabugnot ko sa kanya. tang ina na-miss ko ang gago. so nagkaayos kami in an instant and we stayed in timezone until around 1am playing tekken and that dance dance churva &lt;em&gt;[with kiko! adik na kaming dalawa dito hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; samantalang sina jayvee and wilhelm eh videoke forever. after timezone we went to malate to eat lang and inom ng konti &lt;em&gt;[at si bf eh pilit akong nilalasing! balak yata akong reypin hahaha]&lt;/em&gt; then umuwi kami ni bf sa condo niya. nagsiuwi na rin sina wilhelm and jayvee samantalang si kiko naiwan sa malate with his karirSSS.&lt;br /&gt;nagising na lang ako bandang 930am &lt;em&gt;[dampota hindi na naman ako pumasok sa work! ang dahilan: fever and headache. possible trangkaso wehehehe]&lt;/em&gt; sa talak ni bf kasi ex-col. father-in-law is expecting him sa house nila sa antipolo for some churva business. so wala akong nagawa kundi mapilitang mag-ayos para umuwi. ayoko rin namang maiwan mag-isa sa condo niya kahit may susi na ako nun.&lt;br /&gt;pagsakay ko ng mrt papuntang ayala station, i realized na sobrang mahal ko talaga ang gago. parte na siya ng sistema ko. even loreta is realizing that she can entrust me na to bf &lt;em&gt;[nyahahaha dampekpek para akong binibini harharhar]&lt;/em&gt; i just wish he'll mature na. nakakapagod na sumabay lang sa takbo ng utak niya. haaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-5573792598969549840?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5573792598969549840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=5573792598969549840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5573792598969549840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/5573792598969549840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/magkakabati-din-pala.html' title='magkakabati din pala'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3170346781376444932</id><published>2007-08-24T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:19:03.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sim blocked</title><content type='html'>ang gagong boyfriend ko binlock ang sim ko! bwisit!!! grrr!!! sigurado akong he did it kasi he got jealous with all the messages he saw on my friendster account! nakakagigil! ang problema eh hindi ko naitago yung puk code ng sim ko hmpf! nakakainis talaga! hindi man lang niya naisip na i'm expecting calls from my overseas job applications! napaka-irrational na minsan ng mga actions niya! hindi man lang niya naisip ang abala na ginawa niya sa akin! dampota! tinalakan ko tuloy siya infront of jayvee and his new karir&lt;font color="red"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;ipapasa ko na naman tuloy ang mga applications ko online and i have to buy a new sim and send my new number to everyone pa! pota talaga!!! grrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;tang ina huwag lang niya palitan yung sim card ko talagang tatalakan ko uli siya! hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;tanggap ko naman na dapat na akong magpalit ng number para lang maiayos ko ang sitwasyon namin and mapanatag ang loob niya na wala akong ifi-flirt sa mga nakakausap ko online pero sana hinintay niya akong mag-desisyon para dun. plano ko na naman kasi talagang magpalit ng number kasi alam kong nasira ko ang trust niya. pero ang sa akin lang eh hindi naman kasi sa kanya yung number na yun kaya dapat hindi niya ako pinangunahan and kahit mag-bf na kami eh it doesn't give him the right to break or lose any of my stuffs kasi i won't do it on his things hmpf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pahabol lang. magaan ang loob ko sa bagong karir ni jayvee. mukhang mabait kasi si dude &lt;em&gt;[name na ibinigay ko sa kanya kasi nagkakariran sila ni jayvee pero dude ang tawag nung karir kay jayvee wahahaha]&lt;/em&gt; and cuteness naman in fairness. friend nga lang ng ex-churva ni bhogs user kaya hindi pa man eh may konek na kaming dalawa. at nagkabanggaan din daw sila ni bhogs dati dahil sa pagka-asshole ni bhogs kaya may naging icebreaker kami ni dude for a converstion harharhar]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3170346781376444932?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3170346781376444932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3170346781376444932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3170346781376444932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3170346781376444932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/sim-blocked.html' title='sim blocked'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3352750831368442391</id><published>2007-08-23T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:16:15.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an unexpected letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;i just would like to say im trully sorry...i know i should told you that i have found your blog...i did just today...i checked on you before i officially opened it kaya lang wala kas sa station mo...sabi ko hindi mo na siguro ako dinaanan to see me before going...then i read the first part &amp; then you came...i was only able to verify it was you because of your email address...you send me your resume with your email address... i tried both in google...&lt;em&gt;[my online name]&lt;/em&gt; and indichrome....alam ko male....alam ko, hindi maganda ang ginawa ko...i have been thinking all these time that we have beem close but you never been that open to me...i have been that open you were not..and that is the reason why that your blog has been a big puzzle to me...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;lam kong i dont have any valid reason for this...i dont i know...i am so sorry...i swear to god, i did not intend to do something like this...ikaw lang ang kailbigan ko dito sa work...you are the only one that can understand me and i can cry on....you have a true friend but i am not...i am sorry..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;you dont need to erase everything because i have not taken everything from you at all.. i swear...whatever you have there, its for you to keep....nagseselos lang ako dahil hind na ako one of the person you can trust your blog with....thats all&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;patawarin mo ako...i will understand if you will not talk to me anymore but please forgive me....in your heart and in your mind...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i love you my friend sana yun lang panghawakan mo sa pagkakaibigan natin...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received a printed copy of this e-mail together with two bars of dark chocolate in an envelope the other day. special delivery pa ng isa kong officemate, may nag-iwan daw sa guard. akala ko pa nga nung una eh it's a gift from an ex-chuva from cebu na nasa states na kasi yung envelope eh may cebu law office ek-ek pa na nakatatak hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i later found out that the &lt;em&gt;'package'&lt;/em&gt; was from aileen. darn, she knows the way to my heart hmpf after reading the letter i could truly say na hindi na masama ang loob ko sa kanya. actually i was smiling for like 30 minutes nga yata eh. it just feels good when people know how to say sorry and do it humbly. i just hope it won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;happy here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3352750831368442391?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3352750831368442391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3352750831368442391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3352750831368442391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/3352750831368442391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-would-like-to-say-im-trully.html' title='an unexpected letter'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8929839361091234479</id><published>2007-08-22T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:15:10.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i was about to give up everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RsuRCT17SOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ArHG_8KH2d0/s1600-h/august+21+post.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RsuRCT17SOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ArHG_8KH2d0/s400/august+21+post.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101330471799441634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i posted this yesterday and i seriously thought of closing my blog but when i came to my senses, i decided to keep it. this is who i am. i should not be ashamed. i'm just disappointed that aileen didn't respect my decision not to show my blog to her for the simple reason that this is my diary. ito ang sumbungan ko kapag wala akong masabihan ng mga kwento ko o kung ayaw ko talagang ibahagi sa ibang tao yung parte na yun ng buhay ko. well, at least for those who know me personally. ayoko ko lang kasi ng judgement or whatsoever kapag naglalabas ako ng nasa loob ko. gusto ko lang ng piping taga-pakinig. kahit naman kasi close friends ko na talaga minsan may comment pa rin sila sa mga iku-kwento ko. and i know din naman na aileen knows that i'm not straight but there's no confirmation. i just choose not to tell her. ako kasi yung taong kung hindi naman itatanong why would i bother to out myself? tsaka i never bothered to tell her about my sexuality or what i write here kasi i thought enough na yung alam niya para maging magkaibigan kami. ako kasi yung taong you gotta accept me for what i am and don't ask questions. si kim nga na bestfriend ko, it took me 9 years before i could tell her na i'm gay &lt;em&gt;[okay, i fuck guys and girls so technically bisexual pero bullshit lang yung term na yun. i'm gay. i'm proud of it but i just don't tell everyone about it hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; and nagkaiyakan pa kami pero ang comment lang na nakuha ko eh, &lt;font color="green" size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"matagal ko na naman alam yun, college pa tayo pero hindi ko na tinanong kasi kaibigan kita. and tanggap kita kahit anong gusto mo sa buhay. walang tanong tanong. i love you bes."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana madali lang na i-out ang sarili. sana madaling balewalain ang iisipin ng ibang tao, lalo na ng family ko. siyempre may mga mahal ako sa buhay na gusto ko lang din proteksyunan. kung sa akin lang eh ano ba naman ang pakialam ko sa sasabihin ng ibang tao? madali kasing gumawa ng actions but i gotta think of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;respeto lang ang hinihingi ko. and personal space. being friends with someone doesn't give you the right to invade their privacy. respect what's being shared to you. yun ang basic foundation ng friendship.&lt;br /&gt;yun lang ang ganang akin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8929839361091234479?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8929839361091234479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8929839361091234479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8929839361091234479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8929839361091234479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-i-was-about-to-give-everything-up.html' title='when i was about to give up everything'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RsuRCT17SOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ArHG_8KH2d0/s72-c/august+21+post.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-8427432520120629780</id><published>2007-08-21T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:43:03.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an insecured pig named malu fernandez</title><content type='html'>please read this article first! sinira ng article na 'to ang mood to! grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://maruism.wordpress.com/2007/08/09/the-devil-wears-jo-malone/"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/Rs7aLD17SPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DS6BKYRK10A/s1600-h/old+fat+bitch%27s+article+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/Rs7aLD17SPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DS6BKYRK10A/s400/old+fat+bitch%27s+article+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102255311402256626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/Rs7aLT17SQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1zZLm8M1PYU/s1600-h/old+fat+bitch%27s+article+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/Rs7aLT17SQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1zZLm8M1PYU/s400/old+fat+bitch%27s+article+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102255315697223938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon, ito lang ang masasabi ko sayo malu fernandez, &lt;font color="black" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUTANG INA MO YOU UGLY PIG! KAHIT TAKPAN MO PA ANG SARILI MO NG KAHIT ANONG BURLOLOY SA KATAWAN EH YOU CAN'T HIDE THE FACT THAT YOU'RE ONE BIG [NO PUN INTENDED] FUCKING INSECURE BITCH! PRAY THAT I WON'T SEE YOU SOMEWHERE OR I'LL HURT YOU! LECHE KA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-8427432520120629780?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8427432520120629780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=8427432520120629780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8427432520120629780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/8427432520120629780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/insecured-pig-named-malu-fernandez.html' title='an insecured pig named malu fernandez'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/Rs7aLD17SPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DS6BKYRK10A/s72-c/old+fat+bitch%27s+article+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-2796360393871146663</id><published>2007-08-21T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:42:18.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sumabay pa</title><content type='html'>waaahh!!! nabangga ang kotse ni bf sa may santolan while driving home after we met for breakfast! ang dahilan? nakatulog daw siya while driving!&lt;br /&gt;kawawa naman si bf, gulo na nga sa nagawa ko nabangga pa sa pagka-antok dahil sa work! &lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt; buti na lang eh walang nasaktan sa insidente. nabangga lang yung harap ng car niya and yung likod ng car nung guy. covered daw yung sa guy dahil company car naman yun pero yung kay bf hindi huhuhu pinuntahan siya ni ex-col. father-in-law para magawan ng report yung accident sa police station and para maayos yung danyos.&lt;br /&gt;dahil dun he decided na he'll be resigning na anytime soon. hindi na raw niya kayang mag-work pa ng nightshift. haaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-2796360393871146663?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2796360393871146663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=2796360393871146663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2796360393871146663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/2796360393871146663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/sumabay-pa.html' title='sumabay pa'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-225863416809552727</id><published>2007-08-20T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:35:07.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you have a lot of explaining to do.</title><content type='html'>while writing my previous post, nag-missed call si bf. then he called again, this time he talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you have a lot of explaining to do."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabay baba ng line. tumawag ako using my cellphone &lt;em&gt;[gamit ko kasi landline sa internet]&lt;/em&gt;, sumagot siya, &lt;em&gt;"you have a lot of explaining to do."&lt;/em&gt; fuck iba't ibang reasons agad ang naisip ko. napraning ako. i ain't no saint. marami rin akong kagaguhan na pinaggagagawa. so i decided to disconnect from the internet and call him up sa landline niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you have a lot of explaining to do."&lt;br /&gt;"huh??"&lt;br /&gt;"isipin mo ang kasalanan mo. wag ka na magdeny!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaahh!!! puta alin dun?!! hindi ako makasagot ng maayos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"by ano nga ang nagawa ko??"&lt;br /&gt;"isipin mo!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umiwas akong ipagkanulo ang sarili ko. napilitan na akong magdahilan at magsinungaling &lt;em&gt;*argh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"by nagising lang ako sa tawag mo and hindi ko alam what you're talking about! paano tayo magkakaintindihan niyan kung hindi mo sasabihin sa akin what you mean by that?!"&lt;br /&gt;"nabasa ko ang messages mo sa friendster! you're flirting with other guys! ang masakit pa eh tayo na nun and you gave your number!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaah!! putang ina i forgot to log out my friendster account when i checked it sa condo niya the other day! gaddamsyet! i was caught red-handed! i attempted to make an excuse nung una pero i decided to admit my mistake na rin and apologize. &lt;font color="red" size="black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for me, the easiest but most painful way to fix things with the one i love is to apologize.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; nag-sorry ako pero natatawa ako sa loob ko. hindi ko alam kung bakit. i know i did something wrong and i am really sorry about it pero hindi ko talaga mapigilang mangiti at matawa. ang weird ng feeling ko. para akong adik na kahihithit lang ng katol. pero syempre hindi ko na lang ipinaririnig kay bf. sigurado kasing magwawala yun. siguro kasi, alam ko namang somehow na what i was doing what just a game. i just wanna talk to the &lt;strong&gt;HOT&lt;/strong&gt; guys &lt;em&gt;[when i say hot, i mean to say super cuteness/sexy hotness type na yung karamihan eh models pa]&lt;/em&gt; and check if they'll give their numbers or kung papayag silang makipag-meet sa akin. and when they do, then i stop chatting with them. &lt;em&gt;[well, mostly. i won't be a hypocrite, meron pa rin talagang super yummy na mahirap pigilan ang sarili na karirin! waaah!!!]&lt;/em&gt; medyo magulo na yata but all i just wanna say is that i talk to those guys but i know what my limitations are. &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang puso ko ay para lang kay bf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; kung nag-isip man akong makipag-hiwalay sa kanya dati hindi yun dahil sa ibang guys kundi dahil sa mga bagay na pinag-awayan namin. and i lately realized na &lt;font color="red" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what we have is for keeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; tsaka most of the guys i chat with sa friendster eh dati ko pang kilala o nakausap, before pa kami nagkakilala ni bf. nagkataon lang na yung flirtingan eh nag-continue even nung kami na ni bf. and wala akong na-meet na guys from friendster. no eyeballs. i just saw mr. i'm-a-model-and-you-should-know-how-i-won-that-contest-with-my-gluta-skin sa government once and kasama ko pa sina bf, kiko, jayvee and jessie nun. he just recognized me kaya he introduced himself to me. yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;bago namin ibaba yung phone, sabi ni bf na okay na daw pero alam ko sa sarili ko na hindi pa. na i will be subject for a gazillion excruciating interrogations pa with pagpapamukha ng nagawa ko. but i deserve it so hindi na lang ako kumibo. i just texted him and apologized again after we hang up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by, i am sorry. i am wrong and i am not proud of what i did. you don't deserve what i did to you. oo, inaamin kong gago ako at hindi nag-iisip nung ginawa ko yun. nagti-trip lang ako pero nakalimutan kong masasaktan pala kita. napaka-iresponsable ko. again, i'm sorry. i can't afford to lose my husband. i will change my ways. you deserve to be treated right and be happy. mahal na mahal kita at sana hindi ka magsawang intindihin ang pagkukulang ko ngayon. patawad. :&lt;font color="red"&gt;_&lt;/font&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-225863416809552727?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/225863416809552727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=225863416809552727&amp;isPopup=true' 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href="http://www.myglobe.com.ph/myGlobe/featdetails.aspx?title=features&amp;contentid=1474"&gt;myglobe tracker&lt;/a&gt; na yan at pag-aawayin pa kami ni bf! hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;usually kasi nagte-text si bf kapag papasok na siya sa work or pagkagising niya &lt;em&gt;[11pm ang sked niya sa work, ako 230am]&lt;/em&gt; pero kagabi wala akong na-receive na text man lang or missed call. tapos tinatawagan ko eh hindi naman sumasagot. dahil na rin sa wala akong maayos na tulog at hindi siya nagpaparamdam, bigla akong na-aning ng paranoia. earlier that day kasi eh he mentioned na baka umabsent na naman siya &lt;em&gt;[nagiging tamad na sa pagpasok si loko dahil plan niyang lumipat na ng company]&lt;/em&gt; dahil antok siya sobra and he want to sleep all night so natural lang na hanapin ko siya at alamin kung ano na ba talaga ang plano niya for that day. pero ang loko eh hindi ko mahagilap! bwisit! grrrr!&lt;br /&gt;bigla ako tinopak and i remembered na i registered his number for myglobe tracker when he changed it about two weeks ago. hindi niya alam yun but i did it for &lt;del&gt;kapraningan&lt;/del&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"security"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; purposes harharhar pero imbes na makatulong at ikapanatag ng loob ko eh lalong uminit ang ulo ko when i got the reply from myglobe tracker - &lt;strong&gt;blue &lt;em&gt;[name ni bf sa tracker]&lt;/em&gt; is in the vicinity of sta. ana manila.&lt;/strong&gt; what the fuck?! saan daw?! sta. ana?!! nagsend uli ako ng request. parehong sagot! sta. ana manila! ano ang ginagawa niya at sino ang kasama niya dun?! tang ina talaga hindi ako matahimik! napraning talaga ako sobra! ilang tawag pa ang ginawa ko pero hindi sumasagot ang gago! hala text ako ng text at pilit na tinatanong kung asan na siya pero ang lekat eh hindi nagpaparamdam! binalingan ko tuloy si jayson [ex ni kiko, tl ni bf]. tinanong ko kung pumasok ba si bf. ang loko hindi rin nagrereply! kahit na sa tawag! so dahil sa kapraningan ko eh kinontak ko si jayvee. tamang-tama at ang lukaret eh nasa bahay lang. so i requested him to call bf's office and inquire if pumasok siya &lt;em&gt;[nasa biyahe na kasi ako papasok]&lt;/em&gt;. and while waiting for jayvee's report [lol], i kept on texting bf nang biglang nagtext si loko! nasa work daw siya! sorry daw at hindi niya ako na-text agad. nag-myglobe tracker uli ako. pota sta. ana manila pa rin hmpf! then i realized baka naman mali ang tracker. nagsabi kasi si bf na kahit daw itanong ko kay jayson o sa office nila kung what time siya pumasok eh mapapatunayan daw niyang nasa office siya. ang pota nababasa yatang napa-praning na ako kahahanap sa kanya kasi sunod-sunod ang text and missed calls hehehe so i rested my case. tinalakan ko na lang siya about being responsible sa pagsasabi ng plans niya para naman hindi ko siya hahagilapin. ang loko eh natatawa pa sa pagka-praning ko. alam niya kasing sign yun ng love ko sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;so ang ending eh nadugasan lang ako ng 15 pesos ng putang inang myglobe tracker na yan at binugnot ko lang ang sarili ko habang papasok. hindi na lang kasi matutong magtiwala na lang. &lt;em&gt;tsk tsk tsk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-7463102345117963146?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7463102345117963146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=7463102345117963146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7463102345117963146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/7463102345117963146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/waaaaahh-dampotang-myglobe-tracker-na.html' title='linsyak na myglobe tracker!'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6832848599985586500</id><published>2007-08-15T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:30:50.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biglaang pagsusulat</title><content type='html'>pota ang scary! si bf hinahanap ang blog ko sa google waaaahh!!! buti na lang eh i'm not using our real identities here hehehe so kahit dumugo ang ilong niya kahahanap using our names or my e-mail address eh wala siyang makukuha :P ang hindi alam ni loko eh ang last name kong ginagamit sa friendster and dapat lang niyang gamitin para makita agad 'to lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usapang office naman. last day na ng boss ko today. medyo nakakasad lang kasi naging ka-close ko na rin siya and friends na rin talaga ang turingan namin. actually ako nga ang una niyang pinagsabihan sa team namin na aalis na siya and that may gf na siya harharhar isip bata rin kasi yun kaya nagkakasundo kami sa kalokohan hehehe he even caught me doing things na subject for termination [at idagdag mo pa ang pagiging late and absent lagi dati halos everydy. kamusta naman yun di ba?] pero all he just did iss repremand me na walang documentation :) maghahanda siya sa house nila sa saturday. good luck naman ang effort na pagpunta from muntinlupa to caloocan. duguan ito huhuhu pero maliit na bagay na lang yun sa mga ginawa naman niya sa aming lahat.&lt;br /&gt;usapang office uli. putang inang salary alignment yan!!! wa-one thousand five hundred pesos!!! hmpf! bad trip sobra! parang binigyan lang ako ng allowance hmpf! yung boss ko tuloy ey niyayaya na akong sumama sa lilipatan niyang company. nagdadalawang-isip pa ako kasi bagong pakikisama na naman yun [hnidi ako sanay na pabago-bago kasi ang environment ko] at medyo effort ang biyahe papasok [though mas malapit siya geographically sa amin]. bahala na si batman. haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warla mode na naman ang baklang kiko kay wilhelm hehehe ito naman kasing potang wilhelm eh mahilig makisawsaw sa mga usapang hindi na siya dapat nakikialam. at basta usapang kiko eh medyo mahilig din siyang manlait hehehe nung nalaman ni kiko na may sinabi DAW na hindi maganda si wilhelm sa karir ni kiko about him eh nagsumbong na naman sa akin ang bakla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: Potang Baka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Indichrome]&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C &lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness]&lt;/strong&gt; to from Palawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C wilhelm siniraan nnman ako&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:15:02 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:15:04 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; musta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:15:22 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ito malungkot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:15:28 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:15:35 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; sus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:15:38 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; bakit naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:15:49 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; pagkatapos ng mga narining ko frombaka [baka ang isa pa naming tawag kay wilhelm hehehe] bout u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:15:57 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:16:00 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ano alam nya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:16:14 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; marami sya sinabi bout u na negative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:16:16 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; e wala naman akong sinsabi sa kanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:16:19 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; lasing na kasi e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:16:24 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ano sabi nya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:16:35 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; basta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:16:45 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; un ethical naman kung kwento ko pa sau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:16:52 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; sabihin mo saakin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:16:56 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; i the right to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:17:05 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; mas una mo kong nakilala sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:17:10 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; *have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:17:25 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; plese tell me everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:17:27 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; no its ok kiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:18:50 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; sya nga pala kita tau minsan kahit sandali lang bigyan kita ng mga pampagandang soap txt kita tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:18:56 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; parakuminis ka pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:18:59 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:18:59 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; no thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:19:05 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; bakit namn?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:19:13 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; bigay naman un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:19:21 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; i will let dennis talk to me about what he told you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:19:32 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; he told about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:19:36 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; di ako makakatulog nito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:19:40 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; m sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:19:53 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; he always like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:19:59 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:20:09 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; uy wag mo namang awayin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:20:22 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; e ilang beses n nya akong sinisiraan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:20:30 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; kahit walang katotohanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:20:35 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hindi lang ikaw ung una&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:20:45 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; oh my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:20:50 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; sori po&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:20:50 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; pwede mong tanungin c &lt;em&gt;[indichrome]&lt;/em&gt; about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:21:03 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; i validate mo lahat ng sinabi nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:21:20 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; no i dont care bout wat he said anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:21:31 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; my feelings for uare still thesame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:21:32 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; i want to know everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:21:51 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; though he made me realize a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:21:59 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; he has a point din naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:22:14 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; but im not sure if totoo ung ibang info bout u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:22:22 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:24:54 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; baby ayoko maipit mas matagal kayong friends ayoko masira kayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:25:28 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hay naku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:25:34 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ilang beses n nyang ginagawa un &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:25:37 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hindi lang saakin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:25:48 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; kaya kailngan kong malaman un &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:26:39 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; di maganda pag kakwento nya e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:26:51 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:26:58 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; sasabihin mo ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:27:36 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; pag usapan na lang natin tomorrow over coffee if u like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:28:00 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; iba kasi pag chat bakaiba maging interpretaasyon mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:28:01 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:32:13 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiko (8/14/2007 9:32:21 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; i'll talk to him n lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[palawan hotness] (8/14/2007 9:32:30 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; much better baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala namang lakas ng loob ang bakla na magsalita kay wilhelm. ang problema naman kasi namin dati pa kay wilhelm eh hindi namin alam kung masyado lang insekyura ang bakla kay kiko kaya kung anu-ano ang mga binibitawang salita minsan. good luck na lang sa kanilang dalawa. basta ako kapag ako eh may narinig na salita kay baklang wilhelm eh jombag ang abot niya sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adiktus na naman ako kay alanis ngayong buhay na naman ang ipod ko hehehe i really love alanis morissette!!! medyo bad trip nga lang na tame na ang music niya ngayong happy pekpek na siya kay &lt;a href="http://ryan.fan-sites.org/"&gt;ryan reynolds&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;hmpf&lt;/em&gt; hello, kahit naman kung ako ang naging syota ni ryan eh pota itatali ko siya sa kwarto at puro sex lang ang gagawin namin buong araw! kamusta naman ang sexiest abs for me di ba?!! check out &lt;a href="http://www.amityvillehorrormovie.com/"&gt;the amityville&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0218864/"&gt;buying the cow&lt;/a&gt; if you wanna know what i mean hehehe&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i just found out na ryan and alanis have already split up. may chance na ako kay ryan! harharhar *toink* i wish! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm 27 years old and right now hindi ko alam kung ano ang gusto kong mangyari sa buhay ko &lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt; :( ayoko namang isipin ng isipin at baka ma-praning lang ako &lt;em&gt;haaay..&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-6281886643694867908</id><published>2007-08-12T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:48:27.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no longer a peter pan</title><content type='html'>tumawag si popsie kaninang hapon... baka raw magsara yung kumpanya nila kasi may nakabili na raw na foreign company at baka raw tanggalin lahat ng empleyado kasama siya. he said i should start na raw to look for a job abroad kasi baka pauwiin sila in a month's time. when he said that i felt he's asking for help but he could not say it straight. i feel for my father. alam ko sa sitwasyong yun wala siyang magagawa kundi umuwi at bumalik ng pinas. i felt sad and bad but i just told him not to worry and that i don't think there will be a mass layoff or if ever mang meron eh hindi siya makakasama sa mga matatanggal. pero sa loob ko nalulungkot ako at natatakot. saan na lang kami pupulutin? kahit naman may ipon &lt;del&gt;kami&lt;/del&gt; siya na konti eh sa way of living namin at sa sobrang mahal ng mga gastusin ngayon eh sobrang saglit lang eh mauubos na agad un. i just hope na God will not let that happen to my dad. kahit sa papa ko na lang and kay mama. medyo maluho man ako pero kaya ko namang maging matiisin. ayoko lang na sa buong buhay na ipinagtrabaho na nga ng tatay ko para sa akin and kay mama eh sa huli eh hindi pa siya makakaranas ng kaginhawaan sa pagre-retire niya. i mean hindi pa kami ready now. popsie has moved heaven and earth to provide well for our family and he doesn't deserve na makaranas pa ng hirap sa buhay niya. with the love he showed not only for me and loreta but also to the people around us alam kong hindi lang ako and si loreta ang malulungkot kapag nangyari nga ang gayon.&lt;br /&gt;i know God will provide but i also know He has reasons for everything. wala akong dapat gawin ngayon kundi magsimulang kumilos para sa pamilya ko. popsie has done everything he can to provide for us. and now it's about time to do my part. ako lang ang responsable sa sarili kong tagumpay at pagkabagsak. madaling isisi sa gobyerno o sa ibang tao ang paghihirap ko pero at the end of the day eh ako pa rin ang gumagawa ng sarili kong kapalaran. sana lang eh andyan lagi si God, ang family ko, si bf [na sobrang source of strength ko] at mga friends ko to support me.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* this peter pan really needs to grow up now... &lt;em&gt;haaaay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-6281886643694867908?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6281886643694867908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=6281886643694867908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6281886643694867908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/6281886643694867908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-longer-peter-pan.html' title='no longer a peter pan'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-3272771824201910461</id><published>2007-08-09T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T13:01:56.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sari-saring ek-ek</title><content type='html'>one week. tagal ko rin palang hindi nakapag-blog! medyo busy-busyhan at tinatamad na naman ako lately hehehe wala naman kasing masyadong significant changes in my life. ganun pa rin. nothing too exciting. well, for one, nakita ko na in person si ex-col. father-in-law ko hehehe bf introduced me as his mac-savvy officemate. may kailangan kuno siyang ipa-configure sa system niya kaya isinama niya ako sa condo niya [si ex-col. father-in-law kasi eh everyday nasa condo ni bf except weekends]. i 'configured' his system until ex-col. father-in-law left his condo. in fairness may dating si ex-col. father-in-law. halatang maraming pinaiyak na mga pechay nung kapanahunan niya hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ang tunay na &lt;a href="http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2006/11/may-himala-sa-ipod.html"&gt;himala&lt;/a&gt;!!! hindi ko alam kung ano ang nangyari o ano ang ginawa ni bf but my ipod photo is now back to life! yey!! :) akala ko sira na ang battery and it already needs replacement but when bf plugged my ipod into the charger eh it worked again after not being able to use it for more than 7 months! and two days na siyang gumagana! i was even able to bring it to the office na! :) mission ko na lang eh bumili ng bagong in-ear earphones :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magtataas na ang salary ko! yey! :) our company kasi bought another company and merged with them and since the other company had a higher salary offer from ours, our company decided to increase our office's basic pay to leverage with the bought company. well, it's about time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; step forward. i've been delaying it but i guess it's really inevitable. &lt;em&gt;*argh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilang beses na kasi akong &lt;del&gt;tinatanong&lt;/del&gt; kinukulit ni popsie if i already sent my resumé to my cousin who lives in [and is already a citizen of] singapore and i just kept making excuses to delay it. feeling ko kasi once i send my resumé sa e-mail niya eh mapapadali ang pag-alis ko ng bansa. if i'll be ask, ayoko pa talaga. hindi ko alam pero kuntento ako sa buhay ko now. or siguro i'm just too afraid to jump into the unknown. pero naisip ko din naman eh para din naman yun sa future ko, ng family ko and namin ni bf. so yesterday [yes, yesterday ko lang isinend even when i said to my dad na isesend ko na a week ago pa] i sent it to my cousin. and attached with my resumé is kiko's and derick's. bahala na si batman kung saan man ako papadparin ng fate ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti pa si bf nakabili ng original na bulgari extreme sa officemate niya just for 1000 pesos! &lt;em&gt;hmpf!&lt;/em&gt; kahit medyo bawas na yung pabango ng mga 10 to 20ml yata eh sobrang good buy yung bulgari extreme for a thousand bucks! considering na sa mall eh 4000+ pesos yung price nun! buti na lang at medyo hindi madamot si bf and binigyan ako ng pabango sa vial na ginagamit ko for my issey miyake! alam niya kasing love ko yung bulgari extreme eh! waaahh!! sana naman makabili na ako ng pabango soon! &lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday kay aileen nung august 7! siya yung officemate ko na dati kong teammate na madalas kong makasabay pauwi. in fairness ma-effort siyang sumabay sa akin kahit lalo siyang napapalayo sa biyahe niya pag sumasabay siya sa akin. hindi naman sa pagbubuhat ng bangko pero i really think aileen has a crush on me.&lt;br /&gt;uuuyyy.... bakla!! harharhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakapunta na ako ng palawan! not the island but the bar! hehehe at in fairness eh sa cubao lang ito harharhar nawindang naman daw ang buhay ko sa palawan at puro bakla!! nyahahaha first time ko nung saturday sa palawan 2 and medyo bad trip lang kasi late &lt;em&gt;[magtu-2am na yata yun]&lt;/em&gt; na kaming dumating nina bf, kiko, jayvee and wilhelm tapos ang mahal pa ng bayad &lt;em&gt;[200 pesos]&lt;/em&gt;. ang masakit lang eh walang kwenta yung inabutan namin. stand-up comedy act &lt;em&gt;[natapos ng around 230am]&lt;/em&gt; kasi tapos dance-til-you-drop pala ang drama nila sa palawan so no choice kami kundi umakyat muna ng stage saglit para naman masulit ang ibinayad namin for the entrance. isinumpa ko ang palawan nun but kinabukasan pagbalik ko &lt;em&gt;[tinamad na kasi akong pumasok sa work so sinundan ko na lang sina kiko, jayvee and ryan sa palawan]&lt;/em&gt;, gaddemet ang saya!!! waaahh!!! aside from mura ang entrance [70 pesos lang] eh ang hot ng guys na nagpunta! downside nga lang eh yung ibang nagpupunta eh halos nakapambahay lang so medyo maiilang ka if you're all dressed up. buti na lang at wala si bf hehehe i had a great time dancing and flirting but i'm proud na i didn't get anyone's number nor hooked up with anyone. hindi ko na rin ipinaalam kay bf na pumasok ako sa palawan. alam kasi niya eh hinintay ko sina kiko and jayvee sa labas eh. well i just had fun dancing and checking people out :) pero sana makabalik ako one of these days hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been &lt;a href="http://www.simpsonizeme.com"&gt;simpsonized&lt;/a&gt;! :) at in fairness eh hawig ko siya hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/Rrvwx4jCXBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ewHHTDP5S0Q/s1600-h/simpsonized+indichrome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/Rrvwx4jCXBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ewHHTDP5S0Q/s320/simpsonized+indichrome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096932143083445266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RrvwyIjCXCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-fsPJ2eybjw/s1600-h/simpsonized+indichrome+sa+studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RrvwyIjCXCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-fsPJ2eybjw/s320/simpsonized+indichrome+sa+studio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096932147378412578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="32"&gt;&lt;center&gt;▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commercial lang hehehe this is how i look like naman. beware. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RrvwGojCXAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/226bozxK35M/s1600-h/si+indichrome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RrvwGojCXAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/226bozxK35M/s320/si+indichrome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096931400054103042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-3272771824201910461?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3272771824201910461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=3272771824201910461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lang...</title><content type='html'>we're &lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; months na! *ngiting aso* grabe sobrang bilis ng panahon!&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things have changed [and in the process, they changed us too] pero magkasama pa rin tayo ngayon. patuloy pa rin kitang kinikilala at kikilalanin. alam kong ganun ka rin. salamat by! i love you! &lt;em&gt;*mwuah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13139309-1521755713304794605?l=indichrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1521755713304794605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13139309&amp;postID=1521755713304794605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1521755713304794605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13139309/posts/default/1521755713304794605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indichrome.blogspot.com/2007/08/pahabol-lang.html' title='pahabol lang...'/><author><name>indichrome</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/282/5953/640/small_55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13139309.post-5902548331014575866</id><published>2007-08-01T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T19:13:37.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love wanda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RrBkNYjCW8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/r2-WKveHg7A/s1600-h/ang+libro+ni+wanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3NH7GaWpMw/RrBkNYjCW8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/r2-WKveHg7A/s400/ang+libro+ni+wanda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093681359646514114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to take this opportunity para sabihing i'm proud to be a big wanda fan!&lt;br /&gt;i love you wanda! kahit hindi kita kilala personally and you may not even be able to read this but i just want to take this chance para sabihing if not for you siguro prem-prem na ako sa pinagdaanan kong impyerno when i was going through my breakup with my ex from hell harharhar it may sound corny pero ikaw lang ang nakakapagpasaya at nakakapagpatawa sa akin noon when everything seemed falling down.&lt;br /&gt;wanda, salamat sa walang sawang pagpapasaya, pagpapakilig at [minsanang] pagpapaiyak sa mga kwento mo. feeling ko friends na tayo hehehe &lt;em&gt;[well, feelingero naman ako eh :P]&lt;/em&gt; isa kang malaking inspirasyon kung bakit ako proud maging bakla at bakit ako nagsusulat pa rin hanggang ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;sana pagdamutan mo kahit iisang kopya lang ng libro mo ang nabili ko &lt;em&gt;[dampota ang hirap hanapin! dampakinangsyet din naman kasing dyahe magtanong eh hmpf]&lt;/em&gt;. ipapamigay ko sana sa mga bekbek kong friends as my post-birthday gift &lt;em&gt;[pa-thank you sa mga nagregalo kaya ang mga dukha walang kopya hehehe]&lt;/em&gt; kaya lang purita mirasol din ngayiz akez eh harharhar hayaan mo ipapa-photocopy ko na lang at ibebenta ng bente pesos para kumita din ako nyahahaha! joke lang! :P&lt;br /&gt;sana bumili ang lahat ng bektas sa pilipinas para matalo ni wanda ang harry potter 7 sa bestseller list wehehehe tsaka kamusta naman kasi ang 85 pesos lang na presyo di ba?!&lt;br /&gt;i love you talaga idol! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;kung mabasa man ito ni wanda, i just wanna say na hindi naman ako mareklamo kung magkano na lang ang ibabayad mong advertising fee hahaha :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div 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