<?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-11278375</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:48:32.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fayatolah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TiNiK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768840700461014939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11278375.post-111859135030361238</id><published>2005-06-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:57:56.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Familia Escudero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/66ks2s" width="144" /&gt; Escudero clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/66kuv7" width="144" /&gt; Don Miguel &amp;amp; Dona Beatriz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/66ktqe" width="144" /&gt; Armando's family (with Cassandra and daughter Michaela)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/66kubt" width="144" /&gt; Armando's other family (with Stella and son Martin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/66kv9d" width="144" /&gt; with children Armando, Amelia and Alejandro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/66kx0w" width="144" /&gt; with Magde De Dios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILIA ESCUDERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring (in order of appearance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Charo Santos Concious- Nick Magtowtow&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela Escudero-Keiko&lt;br /&gt;Beatriz Lhuillier Escudero-Tinik&lt;br /&gt;Miguel Escudero-Jeffie&lt;br /&gt;Alejandro Escudero-Ayee (si carlo si CARLA pero wala siyang alam dito)&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Escudero-Aimee&lt;br /&gt;Maricar/Carrie-Ash&lt;br /&gt;Josef-Schneider&lt;br /&gt;Armando Escudero-Step&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra Lopez Escudero- Gracie&lt;br /&gt;Stella Punzalan-Lulay&lt;br /&gt;Martin Punzalan- JayR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing: Sharon Sore as MAGDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special participation- Gerardo Hilomen as HAMED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written and Directed by:&lt;br /&gt;GRACIE GANDARA PARKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@=@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Charo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haller! itago mo na lang ako sa pangalang mikaela escudero (dahil yun ang tunay kong pangalan...) sumulat ako sa iyo para humingi ng kaukulang payo ukol sa aking suliranin.nagsimula ang lahat ng magpakasal si momsy at popsy. yun ang lolo kong si miguel escudero y montinola, ang kaisaisang anak ng...aaaah, aherm...mga lolot lola ko sa tuhod (di ko na sila naabutan kaya scrap natin ang names nila) na nagmamay-ari ng hotel/resort chains sa buong Region 4.ano na nga ang sinasabi ko? ayun nagpakasal sila ni momsy, si beatriz escudero y llhuilier, na tagapagmana ng isa sa pinakamalaking pawnshop nung panahong yon. playboy si popsy, samantalang homebody naman si momsy. dating player ng polo si popsy at consistent deans lister sa DLSU. President ng St. Scholastica Chess Club at Binibining Pilipinas World naman si momsy nung nineteen forgotten.kung titingnan, they're perfect. mayaman, gwapo at maganda. pero di doon nagtatapos yun. very incompatible sila sa lahat ng bagay. very OC si popsy kaya lahat na lang napapansin niya.pero dahil pasensyosa si momsy, naging maayos naman ang pagsasama nila at nabiyayaan sila ng 3 anak. si papa (armando),si tito alejandro at si tita amelia.&lt;br /&gt;si tito al ang pinakamalapit sa akin dahil lagi siya sa bahay, bum kasi. artist siya kaya alam mo na, moody, pero mabait at caring siya sakin.lagi kaming naglalaro at dinodrawing niya ko palagi.punungpuno nga ang room ko ng paintings niya e. pero hanngang ngayon di pa siya nagaasawa.ang balita ko heart broken siya sa first love niyang si CARLA. si tita amelia naman, umalis na sa bahay,di pa ko pinapanganak. sa mga kwento, siya ang paborito ni popsy, palibhasa bunsong anak at kaisaisang babae.pero suwail si tita, very much! hippie siya kaya panay gimmick.minsan, naguwe siya ng lalaki sa bahay na kinagalit ni popsy, kaya tuluyan na siyang tinakwil.mula noon wala na kaming nabalitaan sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;bukod pa dito, meron kaming ampon.si maricar, na tinuring kong kapatid.iniwan lang siya sa gate ng nanay niyang walang puso. napamahal siyang maige sa amin lalo na kay momsy.magaling siyang magayos ng bahay.siya rin ang katulong ni momsy sa garden.mabait si maricar,sweetness ang chika palibhasa nga, binabae! pero okay lang yun kina popsy dahil si maricar ang nagsisilbing entertainment namin sa hacienda.kumakanta sumasayaw o siguro pwede ding magpraktis ng pagkain ng apoy.very lovable at charming talaga siya. doon nag-ugat ang una kong problema.&lt;br /&gt;minsan dinala ko ang bestfriend kong si josef,pinakilala ko sila sa isat isa.naging okay naman.lagi kaming lumalabas na magkakasama.walang alam si maricar na may lihim akong pagtingin kay josef, kaya carry lang pag magkakasama kami.bday ko minsan kaya pumayag si popsy na maghappy-happy kaming 3.limited ang friends ko dahil introvert ako. ito ay dahil na rin sa nangyari sa aking mga magulang.anyways, balik tayo sa inuman.nagising akong wala na sila sa tabi kong 2.kinabahan ako.naisip ko na baka sobrang lasing si josef at napagkamalan niyang ako si maricar...laking gulat ko ng pagsilip ko sa kwarto, kitang kita ng 2 kong mata ang ginagawa nilang kahayupan (hikbi! singhot!).pulang pula na ang mga labi nilang 2 dahil sa walang patumanggang pagme-make up!!!ang lalaking pag-aalayan ko sana ng puri kot dangal, isa din palang bekla!napakasakit charo..di ko akalaing makakaranas ako ng ganung sakit....&lt;br /&gt;sadya yatang sinusubukan ako ng diyos, di pa ko nakaarecover sa pangyayaring yun ng may malaman akong lihim...bata pa ako, napansin ko ng kakaiba ang pagsasama ni mama at papa.kung ang ibang pamilya e laging nagsisimba at lumalabas tuwing linggo, kami nagkikita lang sa hapag kainan pag walang pasok si papa, at si mama naman ay pag nakabalik na sa mahabang biyahe. si papa ang CEO ng Escudero Group of Companies. magaling si papa sa business, na namana niya kay popsy.pero di sila close, siguro ay dahil nga pareho sila ng ugali, matigas ang ulo. kaya naman malimit magaway si momsy at popsy kasi lagi sinusuway ni papa ang utos ni popsy.si momsy naman, palibhasa, unang anak,paborito si papa. nasa ibang bansa kasi si popsy nung lumaki si papa kaya naman na spoil ng husto kay momsy si papa.nang nagcollege si papa, nagka girlfriend siya.galing ang babae sa simpleng pamilya kaya di pumayag si popsy na yun ang pakasalan ni papa. kung yun daw ang pipiliin niya, mabuti pang ibigay na lang ang mana niya sa kapwa ko mahal ko o i-donate sa ATING ALAMIN ni ka gerry geronimo.dahil bata pa si papa, di na siya tumutol.minadali ang kasal nila ni mama dahil kasosyo sa negosyo ang lolo ko ni popsy.sino ba ang tatangging maging manugang si Cassandra Lopez, ang may ari ng pinakamalaking shipping lines sa bansa at part owner ng Malabanan Septic Tank. oo yung tagasipsip nga tae sa mga inidoro sa bahay2 niyo, amin yun. very liberarted si mama kaya ganun na lang ang galit niya nung natapos ang bakasyon niya sa europe dahil biglaan siyang pinauwi para sa kanilang kasal.ganun din ang ginamit na tactic, mawawalan siya ng mana.sa dami ng bisyo ni mama, natakot siya.puro daw sila away nun, parang si momsy at popsy.pero naiba lang sila kasi si momsy mahal na mahal si popsy kahit saksakan ng sama ang ugali nito.samantalang si mama at papa, never silang nainlove.....after 6 years saka pa lang ako pinanganak. feeling ko nga baka sa sobrang kalasingan lang nila kaya ako nabuo.si mama lagi na lang nagbabakasyon sa states at europe para lang makaiwas kay papa.si papa naman, inaaliw ang sarili sa alak at trabaho.wala kaming alam na nagkaanak pala siya kay stella, yun ang girlfriend niyang ayaw ni popsy.mas matanda siya sakin, martin ang pangalan. ngayon umuwi sha dito matapos ang MA Business Admin and Accountacy niya sa Harvard. despite of that, di pa din sila matanggap ni popsy.&lt;br /&gt;sa sama ng loob,inatake sa puso si popsy.sa unang pagkakataon, nakita namin ang pangalawang pamilya ni papa, o kung tutuusin unang pamilya kahit di naman sila kasal ni stella.kitang kita kong sobra ang suporta ng babaeng yun kay papa.nun ko lang nakitang umiyak si papa.kahit pala papano, mahal din niya si popsy. dumating si mama galing switzerland. sa halip na mag eskandalo, tiningnan lang niya mula ulo hanggang paa si martin at stella,na para bang mga pulubing namamalimos.sabay tingin kay papa.wala siyang sinabi. kinamusta lang si momsy na umiiyak sa tabi ng kama ni popsy.sabay nakipagkwentuhan kay tito al,about the newest fashion in europe.it turned out, nahawa na si tito kay maricar.nagbago na rin sila ng pangalan. si tito, alex na para daw unisex, tutal bisexual naman siya. maricar insists to be called carrie, as in carrie fischer, kasi kahawig daw siya ni princess leia sa star wars. nagpabody peel na din sha ksi gusto niyang maging magkasingputi kami.noon ko din unang nakita si tita aimee, kasama ang sheik niyang asawang nameet niya sa saudi,si tito hamed.nurse si tita aimee kaya nung tinakwil siya ni popsy, napilitan siyang maghanap ng trabaho sa middle east para mabuhay.buti naman at nung time na yun, ok ang pasweldo sa nurse.&lt;br /&gt;i think that was a day of firsts.yun din ang araw na una naming nakita si magda de dios vda de soiree.siya ang dating katiwala sa isa sa mga resorts nina popsy.dun na sha lumaki kaya eventually naging caretaker siya dun.isang beses, nagkaroon ng matinging pagtatalo si momsy at popsy kaya dun umuwi si popsy sa resort sa quezon.dala ng kalasingan, may nangyari sa kanila.sa sobrang kahihiyan, lumayas si magda at di na nagpakita uli.ngayon bumabalik siya para kunin ang unica hija niya...si maricar.di namin naisip na konektado sila kahit carbon copy ni magda si maricar.di na kasi din matandaan ni popsy ang itsura ni magda kasi lasing nga siya.di naman nagpupunta sa lahat ng resort si momsy kaya di niya kilala si magda.napilitang iwan ni magda si maricar sa hacienda dahil nag-apply siya papuntang japan. dun niya nakilala ang mayamang negosyante na napangasawa niya.agad naman siyang nabyuda dahil matanda na ang lalaki.mayaman na siya ngayon, ang hinihiling lang niya ay makuha si maricar.dahil comatose si popsy, si momsy ang tumutol dahil hindi niya tinuring na iba si "carrie".&lt;br /&gt;maging si carrie ay ayw sumama sa tunay niyang ina, at di siya makakapayag na magkamukha sila, kahit mukha silang pinagbiyak na arinola.morena version nga lang si magda. so ngayon dahil minamadali ako ni NICK di ko pa tapos ang ending!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;to be continued..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11278375-111859135030361238?l=fayatolah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11278375.post-111447008968193281</id><published>2005-04-25T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T19:12:58.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haliferfers in Galera</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/4qlgsz" width="144" /&gt; &lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/4qlh04" width="144" /&gt; &lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/4qlhjb" width="144" /&gt; &lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/4qlhti" width="144" /&gt; &lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/51ocau" width="144" /&gt; &lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/51oe9d" width="144" /&gt; &lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/51oenp" width="144" /&gt; &lt;img height="80" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/51of1i" width="144" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the most awaited vacation has finally come...after the weeklong preparation of buying swimsuits, slippers and all other stuff, natuloy din sa wakas ang pinakahihintay naming bakasyon...on our way pa lang, grabe na! sa ferry pa lang, puro kakulitan na ginawa namin but of course with the powers of our mascot, sharon sore... pagtuntong na pagtuntong namin sa buhangin, ayun para kaming mga haliferfers na nakawala sa anino ng JG Summit... paglafesh ang una naming&lt;br /&gt;inatupag... beauty rest after eating... kanya-kanyang trip... yung iba, nagwatch na lang ng tv...shake,rattle and roll pa ata yung palabas, yung tatlo naman, nagtagisan ng talino sa paglaro ng scrabble and yung tatlo, may pagkasugarol... tong-its ang inasikaso... friday night was gimmick night!!!...we started it out with the sling i ordered for the group as my treat... and from there, the fun started... we played charade and yung team na talunan payed for the slings we ordered... luckily, our team won, composed of gracie, aimee, keiko, ayee and erik (my special guest! hehe!)... nanalo kami sa Patch Adams movie na walang ka-challenge challenge na hinulaan ni keiko...and take note, itinaya pa ng isa ang career nya dun ha! hindi daw namin mahuhulaan!!! hahaha!!! of course while playing that game, tagay ng tagay ang mga lola nyo ng sling na ikinabangenge ng lahat... and from there, lumabas ang iba't ibang epekto sa amin ng pagkabangenge... merong walang sabi-sabing naghubad sa harapan ng 2 bakla na ikinadiri ng mga baklush... naiinitan ang emote ng isang babaeng ito kaya biglang nag-take it off ang chika... meron namang crying lady ang emote dahil aalis na daw ako sa experian...hahaha! yung isa naman kakatagay "for world peace", ayun bigla na lang hinanap si Milan na hindi naman namin kilala kaya pano namin hahanapin si Milan!!! hahaha!.....meron namang confrontation ang chika tungkol sa mga laman ng pahayagan sa loob at labas ng ps... habang katabi nila ang isa na pagsuka ang inatupag... na after nya sumuka, tatabunan nya...suka ulit... then tatabunan nya ulit... yuck!!! and i heard, hinigaan pa nga nung babaeng naghahanap kay Milan ang sand na sinukahan niya!!! yuck talaga!!! habang yung dalawa naman, busy sa paghaliferfer... syempre chance of a lifetime na yun noh!!! haliferferfin ang dapat haliferferin... yun nga lang, kasi yung isa dyan, naging sagabal sa career ng isa... ay naku! bangenge na kasi!... moment ko na dapat yun eh! wait lang... eksena lang to ng 1st day namin ha... for more, may 2nd day pa... though some of us were still bangenge... lalo na si sharon sore na comatose the whole day... eniwei, our 2nd day was the day for the banana boat ride... syempre dun kami sa 12-seater para kasya... and eto yung funny, unang nalaglag sa banana boat si keiko fernando... take note...hindi namin namalayan na nawala na ang babaeng 'to...nakita na lang namin syang lumulutang sa tubig...hahaha! 2nd set of victims, ayee and aimee... this time medyo nahirapan na maiakyat si aimee sa banana boat, i'm sure you know why... 3rd set of victims, gracie, lulay and ash... nak ng tekla, sa haba ng legs ni ash, nahirapan pa ring umakyat sa banana boat... but of course, hindi kami nagpahuli ni gracie... nagmaganda kaming pumwesto sa front para bida kami sa mga pics pero tangna, halos magkasakit ako sa bato sa dami ng tubig na nainom ko sa lakas ng alon na sumampal sa mukha ko! hahaha! ayan, sugapa kasi sa picture eh! ... and of course, Saturday night, another gimmick night... mindoro sling kung mindoro sling ang chika... but sad to say, konti na lang kaming uminom, sumuko ang mga biktima ng pagkabangenge nung Friday night except Keiko na di pa rin nagpatalo... lasingan kung lasingan!!! basta ako, nilasing ko si ----... at napagsayaw pa namin ha...kahit na wala sa timing, carry lang... pero may isang tao dyan na super bangenge at stargazing ang trip... yung iba, off the record na! amin-amin na lang yun kasi baka pagpyestahan pa sa pahayagan at ma-headline na naman! ay naku ang saya talaga! sana sumama kayo! next stop namin sa Baguio naman kasi di pa nakakarating si Ash dun eh... wawa naman tumatanda na! hehe!.... sama kayo?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11278375&amp;postID=111447008968193281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111447008968193281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111447008968193281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/2005/04/haliferfers-in-galera.html' title='haliferfers in Galera'/><author><name>TiNiK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768840700461014939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11278375.post-111028445659784794</id><published>2005-03-08T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T17:34:58.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohol vacation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/105/3956/640/tarsier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/105/3956/200/tarsier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Marichu with the tarsiers at Loboc River in Bohol &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;this was one of the memorable vacations i had last year...though the main reason of going there was to attend my friends' wedding... it also gave me the chance to at least temporarily recover from the depression that i was going thru those days... and it indeed was very helpful... it may not helped me totally but at least i've forgotten even in a short span of time, the problems that i left in Manila... haaayyy! when we were preparing to go home, there were no more slots for the flight back to Manila on the date we agreed and since we really have to go back by that time because of our respective jobs, we went to Cebu and tried our luck there...we were chance passengers at a PAL flight Cebu to Manila... i felt relieved after that long-week vacation and it somehow has helped me forget everything... pero eto yung nakakainis...upon exiting the main door of the airport, the first person that I saw there was the same person who was the reason of my depression... he was waiting for i don't know who... oh my! pagkakataon talaga! of all times, of all days, why he had to be there that same moment...waahhhhhhhhhhhh! but it's ok now... i can laugh back at it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11278375-111028445659784794?l=fayatolah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/feeds/111028445659784794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11278375&amp;postID=111028445659784794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111028445659784794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111028445659784794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/2005/03/bohol-vacation.html' title='Bohol vacation...'/><author><name>TiNiK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768840700461014939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11278375.post-111026015064528717</id><published>2005-03-07T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T17:35:43.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayoko na yata!!!</title><content type='html'>Ay naku! it feels like i don't wanna get married or even more be attached right now... with all the troubles... with all the heartaches... wag na lang kaya! might as well not get serious... At this early part of the year, i've been hearing a lot of break-ups! And i really pity those people especially my friends who are into this situation right now... I've been in a situation like this years ago and i don't think i wanna experience that again... Of course we don't know who to be blamed... but the most gasgas na reason is ofcourse the "third party" thing! the guy falling out of love just because he has fallen for someone... haaaaay! at isa pang haaaaaayyyy! is there anything new?! ano buzz?! i can't blame the guys, that's the way love goes ika nga ni janet jackson... after all the invested feelings, after all the pa-bibo bryson moments with each other, it will end up with a break-up... in other words, sayang lahat ng effort!!! bwaka!!! that's why it's sometimes better to be single... less hassles... there's freedom... di naman ako bitter ocampo nito noh?! that's what I believe right now... any violent reaction?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11278375-111026015064528717?l=fayatolah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/feeds/111026015064528717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11278375&amp;postID=111026015064528717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111026015064528717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111026015064528717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/2005/03/ayoko-na-yata.html' title='ayoko na yata!!!'/><author><name>TiNiK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768840700461014939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11278375.post-111015350002531809</id><published>2005-03-06T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T21:17:17.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; may not have all the luxuries in life, but i am so much thankful for everything that's happening right now... i have a lot of friends... some may have left me but God has replaced them with better ones 'coz He knows I'm a good friend... hehe! i still have my family... we may have not enough time to be together but at least, they are still there, intact... i have my job and i'm enjoying it... and i know i have this someone special who loves me (asa pa ko!)... I've gone to a lot already...good and bad memories...i lose a job... break-up with boyfriend... fight with friends... etc... for more! eto ako still surviving... i managed to stand up and move on... Got hurt a lot of times but I regained myself and has forgiven those people who have hurt me. It's not a question of whether they deserve to be forgiven. I'm not forgiving them for their sake. I'm doing it for myself (para good vibes!hehe!). Forgiveness is simply the most energy-efficient option. It frees a person from the incredibly toxic, debilitating drain of holding a grudge. Don't let these people live rent free in your head. If they hurt you before, why let them keep doing it year after year in your mind? It's not worth it but it takes heart effort to stop it. You can muster that heart power to forgive them as a way of looking out for yourself. It's one thing you can be totally selfish about. Many people are afraid to forgive because they feel they must remember the wrong or they will not learn from it. The opposite is true. Through forgiveness, the wrong is released from its emotional stranglehold on us so that we can learn from it. Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before,how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever... LET'S ENJOY LIFE... live it to the fullest, as if walang bukas!!! I am very grateful for all the good things that has happened in my life and I do appreciate all the material things that I do have... I want you guys to know that I didn't let money or material things or the lack of it, stopped me from being happy...when things go my way, coool... when things don't... it's fine... Most people will never ever be happy for more than a moment at a time, because their happiness is dependent on other people or things that they want. Even when they get what they want the happiness still slips away... so they want something more... more and more. Again and again the happiness comes and then quickly wears off. When I gave up all the wanting, life got much better. Not perfect... but better! I may not be contented but I'm happy with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11278375-111015350002531809?l=fayatolah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/feeds/111015350002531809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11278375&amp;postID=111015350002531809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111015350002531809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11278375/posts/default/111015350002531809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayatolah.blogspot.com/2005/03/happiness.html' title='happiness...'/><author><name>TiNiK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768840700461014939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
