<?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-18034101</id><updated>2012-02-17T14:30:33.376+08:00</updated><category term='Moving'/><category term='postsecret'/><category term='Closing Cycles'/><category term='Feist'/><category term='JJ'/><category term='Napindan Rotation'/><category term='photography'/><category term='photographs'/><category term='Paulo Coelho'/><category term='Eraserheads'/><category term='concert'/><category term='rayms marasigan'/><category term='gogoguy'/><category term='music'/><category term='renion'/><category term='the fort'/><category term='august 30'/><title type='text'>Hold on Hope</title><subtitle type='html'>Confessions of a wishful thinker..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-3211727145328084352</id><published>2010-11-11T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T17:16:02.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrified</title><content type='html'>I just saw this new video from Katharine McPhee and Zachary Levi (a.k.a CHUCK).I didn't know that CHUCK could sing! The video was new. The song was originally written and sung by Kara DioGuardi and Jason Reeves. I like Kara's version and Didi Benami was great too. Maybe it's because kara and didi sang it with a lot of heart and soul. You can feel it when they performed the song! But i like the new rythm of the song. I also love love love the video. it was my type of video. simple and effective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Katharine's version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=un60RISzE-A"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Kara's Version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTeBtw9Jhsc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is Didi's version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DT5wd92Ztis&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyy.. would love to be in LOVE. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-3211727145328084352?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/3211727145328084352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=3211727145328084352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3211727145328084352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3211727145328084352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2010/11/terrified.html' title='Terrified'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-8124008138285792255</id><published>2010-11-04T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T15:59:17.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/TNJn0J0uskI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ogd_2qkTp88/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/TNJn0J0uskI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ogd_2qkTp88/s320/17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535601037679702594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things have changed. People come and go. I stumbled and yet I got back on my feet. Can't find the words yet. But I'm still hanging on. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-8124008138285792255?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/8124008138285792255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=8124008138285792255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8124008138285792255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8124008138285792255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2010/11/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/TNJn0J0uskI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ogd_2qkTp88/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-8657939196198906561</id><published>2010-11-03T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T15:10:24.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing wan tu tri</title><content type='html'>Hello blog! I missed you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-8657939196198906561?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/8657939196198906561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=8657939196198906561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8657939196198906561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8657939196198906561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2010/11/testing-wan-tu-tri.html' title='Testing wan tu tri'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-7408227002678177291</id><published>2009-04-01T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:07:44.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swoosh</title><content type='html'>woah! haven't updated this blog for the longest time! almost a year?! whew! can't talk much now. i just wanted to let everyone(?) know that im still here..still queer? hahaha! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-7408227002678177291?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/7408227002678177291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=7408227002678177291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7408227002678177291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7408227002678177291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2009/04/swoosh.html' title='swoosh'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-3219306108244542357</id><published>2008-08-24T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:00:49.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eraserheads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rayms marasigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='august 30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>It's FINAL. ERASERHEADS REUNITES on the 30th of August at The FORT!!!</title><content type='html'>*************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS, from raym&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allanpaul (AP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----- Forwarded Message ----&lt;br /&gt;From: raymund marasigan &lt;asmatik88@...&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: subsandwich@yahoogroups.com&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Sunday, August 24, 2008 8:37:03 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: [subsandwich] eraserheads aug 30 08 confirmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much ado. the eraserheads concert is most definitely pushing&lt;br /&gt;through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philip morris and its brands have pulled out from the concert. but&lt;br /&gt;another company is taking over the production. the turn over started&lt;br /&gt;yesterday and they have already started work on the site in the fort.&lt;br /&gt;so you can check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are good news and bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately its no longer free. all the long winded registration&lt;br /&gt;procedures in the red nation site is now void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news is that the age limit is now 12 years old (for safety&lt;br /&gt;reasons)and tickets will be sold so you dont have to wait for&lt;br /&gt;confirmation and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the official announcement and ticketing details will come out in major&lt;br /&gt;newspapers and on the radio on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the only details i know for now so no need to email me. im&lt;br /&gt;just the drummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i just got home from the last rehearsal. the band is cooking. we&lt;br /&gt;will see you all on the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooohHHHHhhhhHHHHHHHHH yyyyyYYYYYYEAAAAAAAAAaaaaHHHHHHHH beyyybeeee!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this made my frickin day. alaaaaveet! after all the hoopla! si rayms na nag confirm. ang saya sayaaaa! see you on the 30th kahit mamulubi pa ako!!! go go go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-3219306108244542357?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/3219306108244542357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=3219306108244542357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3219306108244542357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3219306108244542357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-final-eraserheads-reunites-on-30th.html' title='It&apos;s FINAL. ERASERHEADS REUNITES on the 30th of August at The FORT!!!'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-7930495886532215497</id><published>2008-02-12T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T14:27:23.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speed up</title><content type='html'>the rules are simple. type what comes to your mind first whenever you hear these 50 words. dont think and dont go back and change. doesnt matter how random just type it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. beer: Charcoal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. food: recipes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. relationships: choice and commitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. crush: bald and beautiful haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. power rangers: pinkeepay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. life: crossroads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the president: deep shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. yummy: me (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. cars: vintage is better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. movie: marathons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. halloween: costumes and candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. sex: erotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. hate: is good (sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. fear: keeps you on your toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. marriage: commitment + hardwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. blondes: highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. slippers: comfy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. shoes: sneakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. asians: great food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. pass time: bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. one night stand: use protection. be responsible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. cell phone: i want k800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. smoke: avoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. fantasy: unreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. college: friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. highschool: noside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. pajamas: comfy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. stars: relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. fitness center: enroll now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. alcohol: bartender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. the word love: good fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. friends: love at first laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. money: shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. heartache: makes you stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. time: flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. divorce: why get married? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. dogs: chowchow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. undies: sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. parents: i miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. babies: brings you life and light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. ex: come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. song: stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. color: green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. weddings: preparation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. pizza: cheeeeeeeeeeese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. hangout: coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. resto: chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. goal: grow old mature and happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. inspiration: family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-7930495886532215497?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/7930495886532215497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=7930495886532215497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7930495886532215497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7930495886532215497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2008/02/speed-up.html' title='speed up'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-7185851802633705593</id><published>2008-01-16T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:14:32.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"It's alright.. I'm OK. I think God can explain."&lt;/blockquote&gt; - Splender&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-7185851802633705593?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/7185851802633705593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=7185851802633705593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7185851802633705593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7185851802633705593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-3597026840489124508</id><published>2008-01-02T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:28:00.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Pinoy Commercial to date</title><content type='html'>Land of the Loving - Lea Salonga version ( featured in the commercial of SMART and The Department of Tourism "Come Home this Christmas) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your eyes is a promise&lt;br /&gt;Love can be ours if we want it&lt;br /&gt;Starting tonight ev'ry dream I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Here in your arms I'm believing&lt;br /&gt;Fin'lly my life has a meaning of its own&lt;br /&gt;Here in the land of loving I am home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alone in the city&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for someone to find me&lt;br /&gt;Cold empty nights and a million strangers' eyes&lt;br /&gt;Here in your arms I'm beginning&lt;br /&gt;To leave behind all the loneliness I knew&lt;br /&gt;Here in the land of loving there is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this simple room magic is made&lt;br /&gt;Though the world seems unchanged&lt;br /&gt;Leave the lights on I'm a bit afraid&lt;br /&gt;This might be just a sweet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the night love is growing&lt;br /&gt;Though I had no way of knowing &lt;br /&gt;That when I found you I found ev'rything I need&lt;br /&gt;Here in your love I'll be staying&lt;br /&gt;Fin'lly my life won't be living all alone&lt;br /&gt;Here in the land of the loving I am home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I wish they would use this commercial all throughout the year.. hindi lang ngaung Christmas.. and ipakalat nila sa mga foreign channels like CNN and Discovery.. just like what Malaysia "Truly Asia" and Discover your Seoul.. haaaaay.. one of the few commercials that really hit home. I am definitely proud of this one. Pinakita nila ang Panglao!! ganda ganda! hindi lang sa Boracay maganda ang Beach! haha. May laban tayo! GO PINAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-3597026840489124508?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/3597026840489124508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=3597026840489124508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3597026840489124508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3597026840489124508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-favorite-pinoy-commercial-to-date.html' title='My Favorite Pinoy Commercial to date'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-8227450534628183494</id><published>2007-11-11T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:16:37.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a change is gonna come</title><content type='html'>I chopped of my hair. goodbye long locks. but it's not THAT short. but i think people can tell the difference right away. i'd look like a tomboy again! i just needed to change something..anything concrete! it was a great feeling when A.C chopped my locks..gumaan kaagad ang pakiramdam ko! literally and emotinally.. so tama daw bang pagbalingan ang buhok! but i almost, always do that... my hair suffers from whatever emotional drawback that im in..well the first line of defense are my cd and mp3 collections.. sobrang dami na ang gasgas from playing songs over and over and over again.haaay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to start jogging again.. kasi i gained back all the weight that i lost last year ( hanggang march of this year ). hindi ko pa nga nari reach ang goal ko.. may setback na kaagad. but that's ok. i can deal with this. tinamad din kasi ako.. wala na akong kasama mag jog.. my jogging buddy / sister eh umalis na.. so.. sabay kaming mag jogging pero ibang time zones. hehe. then next best thing eh si deandin.. pero ang layo na nya. kasi wala ng review..  tapos ung mga *ehem*.. i learned my lesson not to jog with someone cute. kasi they tend to distract me and people around me.. &lt;br /&gt;(sigeee. maghanap ng rason!)  and siguro its time na for me to do things on my own. i always rely on people to do things for me and to be with me every step of the way.. maybe that's a part of the reason why it's so hard for me to be alone. but as you know.. im trying to change all that. i want to be a better person. (naks) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samahan na lang ng maraming dasal.. kaya yan! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-8227450534628183494?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/8227450534628183494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=8227450534628183494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8227450534628183494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8227450534628183494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/11/change-is-gonna-come.html' title='a change is gonna come'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-7081493140305595181</id><published>2007-11-07T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:03:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's purely frustratig when you have all the time (and the inspiration) in the world to write and Blogger wont freakin' load up in your computer.. and now that im rushing to get tons of things done.. Blogger came back to life! arrgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-7081493140305595181?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/7081493140305595181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=7081493140305595181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7081493140305595181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7081493140305595181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-purely-frustratig-when-you-have-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-8647505060285450156</id><published>2007-11-06T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T12:18:17.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Closing Cycles'/><title type='text'>Closing Cycles by Paulo Coelho</title><content type='html'>Let me share with you this beautiful piece by one of my favorite authors... im pretty sure a lot of you can relate to this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished. Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents’ house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened. You can tell yourself you won’t take another step until you find out why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister, everyone will be finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us can be in the present and the past at the same time, not even when we try to understand the things that happen to us. What has passed will not return: we cannot for ever be children, late adolescents, sons that feel guilt or rancor towards our parents, lovers who day and night relive an affair with someone who has gone away and has not the least intention of coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away. That is why it is so important (however painful it maybe!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home. Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them. Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Do not expect anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your love to be understood. Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one that shows how much you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that is promised but there is no starting date, decisions that are always put off waiting for the ideal moment. Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed will never come back. Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person. Nothing is irreplaceable. A habit is not a need. This may sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life. Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust. Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.&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/18034101-8647505060285450156?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/8647505060285450156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=8647505060285450156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8647505060285450156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8647505060285450156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/11/closing-cycles-by-paulo-coelho.html' title='Closing Cycles by Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-1712891585462267422</id><published>2007-10-02T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:46:27.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hollow nut</title><content type='html'>It's difficult to write a blog when you dont have anything to say or to share. sometimes... life can get TOO boring.. that you cant even write anything on a pathetic blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there also comes a time that too many interesting things has happened.. too many events occured.. too many emotions have been juggled that i cant even put those things into words no matter how badly i wanted to share them with other people here..is this a validation of my incapacity to write? ha = ha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;i have realized that i am not a DOer just like george and izzie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-1712891585462267422?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/1712891585462267422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=1712891585462267422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1712891585462267422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1712891585462267422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/10/hollow-nut.html' title='hollow nut'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-5197117761465406884</id><published>2007-09-29T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:14:32.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just need something to happen, I need a sign that things are going to change. I need a reason to go on. I need some hope! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meredith Grey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-5197117761465406884?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/5197117761465406884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=5197117761465406884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5197117761465406884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5197117761465406884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-need-something-to-happen-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-8533279344799761751</id><published>2007-08-13T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:30:25.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the post Something is Missing has been removed by me since im thinking that the person on that article may actually read it and with the way that he is acting now.. he doesn't deserve to see what i've written there...who knows.. when things get better.. i may post it again.. some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-8533279344799761751?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/8533279344799761751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=8533279344799761751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8533279344799761751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8533279344799761751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/08/post-something-is-missing-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-4689901125102342447</id><published>2007-08-08T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:53:35.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is Missing</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had that moment when you missed someone so much that by the time that see them, you get caught up with your overwhelming emotions that you begin to pick a fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do. and i hated it. i dont know what got into me and did that.. I am the kind of person that is not comfortable telling someone " I MISSED YOU".. because most of the time saying this will blow things out of proportion.. and i dont want that. i also dont like to tell someone i miss them/ or i'll be missing them.. because i dont want to feel vulnerable at the far end of the line. it happened to me once a looong time ago.. and i, for sure don't want to feel that way again. I want to be careful now and it drives me crazy... actually.. i have no idea why i'm so affected by this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that it's good to be missed. But do they have any idea of the feelings of the person that is missing someone? They feel incomplete. because something is missing. and it frustrates them on what to do with that feeling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im acting like this because i only know what it feels like to miss something.. and not to be missed by you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;i would like to apologize to you for behaving like that earlier this day. &lt;br /&gt;im not mad. im frustrated. i missed you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-4689901125102342447?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/4689901125102342447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=4689901125102342447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/4689901125102342447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/4689901125102342447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/08/something-is-missing.html' title='Something is Missing'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-3175811525576826144</id><published>2007-08-02T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:03.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>It's great to be in front of the computer again!! while my nephew Miguel is still sleeping..(and he'll probably wet his Pampers and cry in about 30 minutes i presume) i snuck out here in the room to catch on my emails and stuff while there's still time left for me to do that...I've been taking care of him for the past 30 hours na..2 months and 7 days old...and He is the cutest little thing in the world!! but he cries a LOT and POOPS a LOT too!! He can generate a super nasty poopoo. huhu. I haven't had enough sleep.. and he cries in the middle of the night.. i could never get cranky at him.. how can I? when he flashes me with that really big super sweet toothless smile.. and if im really lucky.. he can even giggle at some point. it drives me crazy! hehehe. he knows how to stop my bad mood.. :P I have a preview on what it's like to be a parent. and i sure want to be one someday.. but not now.. that's for sure..  and by the way.. last tuesday.. His big sister Harriet and Mommy Gra had a food preparation presentation sa school.. it was really fun seeing ate and hart preparing food. I also saw Hearts "soulmate" sa kakulitan.. Ian, very cute and very talkative.. he's like Dennis the Menace of their class.. of course.. Harriet is the female counterpart. &lt;br /&gt;here are some pictures of the school event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Harriet and Ate Grace preparing the "Super Sarap Special Tunaaa Sandwich!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK0LEeiWeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9brCRHkGY0s/s1600-h/collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK0LEeiWeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9brCRHkGY0s/s400/collage9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094332230782835170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK05EeiWfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nvPDBvLfTNk/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK05EeiWfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nvPDBvLfTNk/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094333021056817650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ian and his Ate Shane preparing "Chef Ian's Yummy Egg Sandwich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK3zEeiWgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8pmUleHlbSI/s1600-h/collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK3zEeiWgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8pmUleHlbSI/s400/collage10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094336216512485890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK5aEeiWhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QLQ6fb0dwqU/s1600-h/collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK5aEeiWhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QLQ6fb0dwqU/s400/collage11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094337986039011858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when Ate and Hart were in front... Ian was shouting.. Go Harriet!! Go Harriet!! like crazy! =)&lt;br /&gt;- while preparing the sandwich.. Hart tried to eat the one she was making.. hehehe. it was hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;- Chef Ian's Yummy Egg Sandwich WON first prize! He had a BIG smile pasted on his face when the judges gave him the medal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrLB1keiWkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uLg107fLotA/s1600-h/collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrLB1keiWkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uLg107fLotA/s400/collage13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094347254578436674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little kids playing with cellphones.. as if they actually know how to use it. hehe adeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrLBF0eiWjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9hCZB6M9JSI/s1600-h/collage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrLBF0eiWjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9hCZB6M9JSI/s400/collage12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094346434239683122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They posed like that at the same time! nobody was coaching them on what to do. hehehe. Goofing around! super kids! supeeer kuleeet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a really fun day.. by the way.. i had my wisdom tooth removed.. well 1 out of 4 was removed last tuesday.. and surprisingly.. it didnt hurt much at all! i was so scared because of the stories i have heard from other people that getting their wisdom tooth extracted was one of the most painful things they have undergone.. since this was my first time ( a virgin!) to have a tooth removed from me... i was expecting to have a really bad time dealing with the pain this was going to give me.. but.. alas! in less than 10 minutes.. it was over! yaaaay!! i have to come back next month for the second wisdom tooth to be removed.. 1 month interval for each tooth. haaay.. all i have to endure now is too eat soft foods like congee for the next 3-5 days.. yay on ice cream! i have an excuse to eat ice drops.. or anything cold for that matter to help ease on the swelling and the wound part.. the dentist gave me my wisdom tooth back... ate said it's gross. but i think it's a nice souvenir! haahaha. i'll post a picture next time.. all i can show you now is my xray.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK9DkeiWiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pr5AfI5ivEo/s1600-h/xry+coy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK9DkeiWiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pr5AfI5ivEo/s400/xry+coy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094341997538466338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that? number 3 was the sucker that was first taken out.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way.. i was supposed to post this yesterday.. but then.. my nephew woke up every 15 minutes.. and i did'nt have time time to finish this thing up. Good thing.. the helper finally came.. weeee! so here. posting my late post... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-3175811525576826144?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/3175811525576826144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=3175811525576826144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3175811525576826144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3175811525576826144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/08/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RrK0LEeiWeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9brCRHkGY0s/s72-c/collage9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-7909528907431840998</id><published>2007-07-31T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:26:37.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.. update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to UST for reservations&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy lettuce&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to St. Francis to cheer for Harriet and ate. (GOOO GOO GOOOO!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Go the dentist (huhu)&lt;br /&gt;5. Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;br /&gt;you can view &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/8279578 "&gt;Dean's&lt;/a&gt; entry in Sony Ericsson's Topshot contest &lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/topshot"&gt; link here&lt;/a&gt; It's on page 4 and his entry is called "SEEN". Goodluck with that. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seee youuuu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-7909528907431840998?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/7909528907431840998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=7909528907431840998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7909528907431840998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7909528907431840998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-9210193796839248325</id><published>2007-07-20T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:04.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographs'/><title type='text'>Take a shot</title><content type='html'>I would soooo love to be a photographer some day. Well.. I'm one of those wannabes and trying hard to be a photographer. Ate Con and I made a promise na once na "nakaluwag" na kami.. and everything is settled (like after grad) the first thing na bibilhin namin is one bad ass camera. ung may long lense and everything. kasi we both have this penchant for taking pictures. kahit inanimate objects pinagdidiskitahan namin. and maalala ko pala. Dean has a GREAT passion about photography. Matagal nya nang dream ang maging isang photographer... I remember.. he was soooo excited with his new camera he took pictures of anything (like bulbs, benches, people, plants) at the mall... he did'nt know that he needed a permit to do that. security people thought he was sent by the competitors to spy around the area. hahaha. luckily.. the personnel who talked to him was nice and understood that Dean is just one excited son of a gun with a camera. and they let him go unscathed... He was talking about it for weeks! Gawd. He'd do anything for photography. And i wish him all the best. Pero shempre.. pag nag aral ka dun.. sama mo ako ha? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.. for now.. i think it's okay to admire other peoples work. They are pretty blessed to have this talent. I share ko lang ang mga magagandang works of art nila. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCNxK35g0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/nyYmcdEvOKo/s1600-h/towge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCNxK35g0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/nyYmcdEvOKo/s400/towge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089223454800577346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCObq35g1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/vIpjYtQwKPg/s1600-h/tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCObq35g1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/vIpjYtQwKPg/s400/tower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089224184945017682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCO9K35g2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/qEni0W9eaKs/s1600-h/elec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCO9K35g2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/qEni0W9eaKs/s400/elec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089224760470635362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCPz635g3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/9xx2KHRS6F4/s1600-h/fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCPz635g3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/9xx2KHRS6F4/s400/fairy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089225701068473202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCQ1q35g4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZY1DVBhoXJw/s1600-h/colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCQ1q35g4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZY1DVBhoXJw/s400/colors.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089226830644872066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGoEEeiWXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pip81Wb9JU8/s1600-h/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGoEEeiWXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pip81Wb9JU8/s400/light.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089533841780136306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGlO0eiWVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lr1ZUslPStU/s1600-h/airport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGlO0eiWVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lr1ZUslPStU/s400/airport.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089530727928846674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGqVkeiWYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ah5lPtC2PvU/s1600-h/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGqVkeiWYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ah5lPtC2PvU/s400/boat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089536341451102594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGlsUeiWWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ViWd4RhWBCI/s1600-h/windows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqGlsUeiWWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ViWd4RhWBCI/s400/windows.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089531234734987618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCRla35g5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/unyFqu76eiI/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCRla35g5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/unyFqu76eiI/s400/beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089227650983625618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way. these gorgeous photographs were taken by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamilluzion"&gt;dreamilluzion&lt;/a&gt; of Flickr. Check him out! great work kiddo! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-9210193796839248325?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/9210193796839248325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=9210193796839248325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9210193796839248325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9210193796839248325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/07/take-shot.html' title='Take a shot'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RqCNxK35g0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/nyYmcdEvOKo/s72-c/towge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-455335462558527208</id><published>2007-07-20T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:02:43.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feist'/><title type='text'>About Feist</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Feist&lt;/strong&gt;. One of my favorite artists of the moment.. I just love her sweet voice and simple lyrics. Upbeat tunes too. Easy to listen to.  was hooked when i heard her single "&lt;strong&gt;Tout Doucement&lt;/strong&gt;". i instantly loved it. I don't know much about Feist, except that she's Canadian and she totally refused a million dollar offer of McDonalds to use/ or buy one of her single for a commercial. now what was thaaaaaat about? anyway.. let me just share another song of Feist's. and this is called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Evening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was long, my guesses were true&lt;br /&gt;You saw me see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That something you said, the timing was right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure was mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time and the place, the look on your face&lt;br /&gt;Sincerest of eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're ready or not, the state of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;There's no time to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we started both brokenhearted&lt;br /&gt;Not believing &lt;br /&gt;It could begin and end in one evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were caught by the light&lt;br /&gt;Held on to the day till it became ours&lt;br /&gt;The minutes went by, the cab is outside&lt;br /&gt;There's no time to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we parted, moving on&lt;br /&gt;And believing it could begin and end in one evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we started both brokenhearted&lt;br /&gt;Not believing it could begin and end in one evening&lt;br /&gt;When we parted, moving on&lt;br /&gt;And believing it could begin and end in one evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papapapa Papapa Papapaaaaaaaaa.. (dances and twirls like crazy) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aylaykeeeeet! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-455335462558527208?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/455335462558527208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=455335462558527208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/455335462558527208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/455335462558527208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/07/about-feist.html' title='About Feist'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-3683465928027496684</id><published>2007-07-19T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:07:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New page</title><content type='html'>So ok. I changed the look of my blog. My previous cover was nice but i think it was too safe. or should i say boring. This one is quite cheesy though.(cheesy ball mood.) hehehe. I'm gonna miss it though. But enough of that.. I just want to move on and move forward from this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change is good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of the time scary... but as i have learned from these past few months. change is just a normal process. everybody has to go through with it. at some point no matter how small or drastic that change is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fresh graduate like me experienced one of the most drastic changes in my life. for almost 15 years.. i was used to going to school everyday... doing tons of school work, cramming for exams, finishing projects, conducting researches, doing clinical duties and of course.. having "baon" (allowance) everyday. For 15 years i was juggling those things. and i thought i could never get out of it. and then graduation came. i was one of those people who were pretty emotional when graduation came because i knew that this was something BIG. &lt;strong&gt;i was scared.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared because i knew that after this graduation. I will be part of the society. Living in the "REAL WORLD". NO more excuses for being stubborn and misbehaving. I should learn how to be a &lt;strong&gt;"RESPONSIBLE" &lt;/strong&gt;person. and that was BIG for me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a decision to &lt;strong&gt;let go all of the burdens that has been holding me back from moving forward. &lt;/strong&gt; How can i welcome change if my hands is full of things that i refuse to let go of? It won't do me any good. I have accepted that there is nothing that can be changed with what happened in the past. what i can do is to lead my way TODAY. to command what can happen to me NOW. i am GRATEFUL for what has happened and Hopeful for what the future will bring to my life.... Life has so much to offer me. and I am grateful for all the chances it has given me. So I better WORK my ass off this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I'm starting to learn those things.. not all of them at the same time though.. it will surely take time...but hey. I have all the time that i need. and loved ones who are with me each step of the way! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-3683465928027496684?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/3683465928027496684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=3683465928027496684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3683465928027496684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3683465928027496684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-page.html' title='New page'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-979673056783612814</id><published>2007-07-14T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:05.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepyhead</title><content type='html'>this has been a crazy week for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew was admitted to the hospital and stayed there for about 4 days.. shempre kasama ako magbantay. haaay. super nakakaawa naman. ang bata bata pa na hospitalized na kaagad. thank goodness he is doing great now and nadischarge na rin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. i haven't had enough sleep but still i want to post this before i get tamad again.. my good friend ara and i went to lunch at trinoma! it was my first time to go there and golly.. it was a HUGE mall!!  i was sooo excited for this lunch coz i haven't seen her in about a month na!! because i was busy being a bum and she was busy with med school... mejo sad ng konti kasi dapat 5 of us were supposed to be there kaya lang.. Kenj nasa Isabela... Dean nasa bulacan and flooded pa daw ang mga streets dun.. and Benj.. i dunno. i have no update on mr. benjamin go. so. there. kaming 2 girlets lang ang nagkita... pero atleast super bonding and napagchismisan pa namin ung tatlong guys. hehehe. the staff in the resto was looking at us kasi we stayed there for like 3++ hours yata eating.. talking.. eating and chatting some more! we did'nt notice na we took so much time making kwento pala! and taking pictures din pala! haaaay. we talked about how different things are right now.. how we used to have so much fun and be silly during our college days... she;s still adjusting with med school...and the new environment there. i hope and pray that she does well on her exams. dinugo ng literal ang lola mo. nyahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were our college days pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RpjoLK35guI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pCwCYJZehYE/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RpjoLK35guI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pCwCYJZehYE/s400/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087071057709990626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- doing our "heart hands" hehehe with kenji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RpjzXK35gvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jOMhwJu2iGo/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RpjzXK35gvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jOMhwJu2iGo/s400/DSC00562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087083358496326386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christmas party sa classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rpj10a35gwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ItEQh-kG49s/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rpj10a35gwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ItEQh-kG49s/s400/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087086060030755586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-graduation day with our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RpjjXK35gsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HnecQFryZ1o/s1600-h/DSC019990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RpjjXK35gsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HnecQFryZ1o/s400/DSC019990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087065766310281922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sa brenner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rpjkba35gtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lyoI2gvCuL4/s1600-h/DSC02003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rpjkba35gtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lyoI2gvCuL4/s400/DSC02003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087066938836353746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sa labas. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan na kami ngaun. haaaay.&lt;br /&gt;is super missed her talaga. sana next time the whole gang will be there na. para complete kami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawwwd. i need to sleep na. i miss my bed.. i miss my sheets.. i miss him.. hayy. itutulog ko na lang to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-979673056783612814?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/979673056783612814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=979673056783612814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/979673056783612814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/979673056783612814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/07/sleepyhead.html' title='sleepyhead'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RpjoLK35guI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pCwCYJZehYE/s72-c/DSC00129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-2724287959104418969</id><published>2007-07-07T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T17:15:37.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliot Yamin in MANILA!!!</title><content type='html'>SHETNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELLIOT YAMIN IS COMING HERE IN THE PHILIPPINES ON SEPTEMBER!!!!! i saw it in his blog in MYSPACE!!! as in! woooow!&lt;br /&gt;He is definitely one of my faves in AI. he is soooooo great!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT TO SEE HIM AND HEAR HIM PERFORM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HIS ALBUM IS AMAZING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi rin ako excited no? hahaha. wala lang! galing galing nya talaga. how i wish kasama na din si chris daughtry sa tour nya!now that would be AWESOME!!! for the meantime.. mag iipon muna ako ng pang gastos sa september... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-2724287959104418969?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/2724287959104418969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=2724287959104418969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2724287959104418969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2724287959104418969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/07/elliot-yamin-in-manila.html' title='Elliot Yamin in MANILA!!!'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-9010021071273888074</id><published>2007-07-05T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:46:28.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost happy</title><content type='html'>when you really want something so bad. you go for it. you have to HAVE it. you chase for it. and things just go crazy. But as i have learned this couple of months.. it's much better to sit back and chill and just go with the flow.it's a nice change. it is much better for things or events to come on their own without making it look and feel like your forcing things to go your way. and the result? better appreciation for things and more fullfillment on my part. I think it feels better if the good things happen unexpectedly..hey. don't get me wrong. my guards are still up and running. but hey.. it does'nt hurt to have pleasant surprises once in a while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaay. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-9010021071273888074?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/9010021071273888074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=9010021071273888074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9010021071273888074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9010021071273888074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/07/almost-happy.html' title='almost happy'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-4254046745766356395</id><published>2007-06-30T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:41:08.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better</title><content type='html'>It's sooo nice to feel peace and serenity after a loooong week of frustrations and conflicts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so calm and quite happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-4254046745766356395?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/4254046745766356395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=4254046745766356395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/4254046745766356395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/4254046745766356395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/06/better.html' title='better'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-3853346658058046043</id><published>2007-06-26T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:34:00.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughtbubble</title><content type='html'>i think it's just frustrating when you feel something this intense. and you have no friggin idea why. and you HAVE to holdback because it might scare people away.&lt;br /&gt;People have told me to take a chill pill and relax. Don't push it too hard. Don't be so available. Don't let them take power over you. Don't be this Don't be that. There are lotssssssss of rules. It may be annoying at times.. but I guess it's because they just want to protect me. They know how vulnerable I can be once I let my heart out there in the open...they've seen how my heart has been beaten to a pulp...Though I'm still trying to find out if i am a Masochist or just plain stupid because I don't mind being hurt. As long as it was worth it. (or so I thought) and i will end up wallowing in my own black hole...bawling my eyes out for days... telling everybody that I AM SUPER over it. But still thinking about it every  now and then BUT not that often.. and still trying to picture out every scenario i could imagine when he comes back to me. AND when it finally happens. the thing that I've been constantly imagining about. I TURN COLD. numb. I dont have the interest anymore. I really don't want it anymore. I just want the IDEA that i want it. but infact. I really dont want it... and i hate myself for that..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want those things that are elusive to me. Those that can give me challenges. Those that are broken that needs to be mended..Those hopeless cases. SO yeah. hands down. Stupidity won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-3853346658058046043?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/3853346658058046043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=3853346658058046043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3853346658058046043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/3853346658058046043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/06/thoughtbubble.html' title='thoughtbubble'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-9073472810647433488</id><published>2007-06-25T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:22:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bore</title><content type='html'>I've been too lazy to update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been too lazy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do with this "Free Time" on my hand. I am homebound. Can't go out that much since I want to help out here in our home. and of course.. no more allowance.. so I REALLY CAN'T GO OUT. I'm trying to rearrange my room, clean the house, do the laundry, wash the dishes, and cook for ate while waiting for the results. and i hope to God favorable ang results sa akin... Anyway. I don't really know why I'm updating this blog besides the fact that I'm super duper bored. I wan't to finish my scrap book. I want to clean my closet. I want to clean every show in the house. I want to have a house party for my friends. (Catherine... when are you planning to go to my house?) since I haven't seen them for over a month now... I need to have a vacation. A getaway. An escapade. And I can only have that.. IF and only IF i'll pass the board exams. How the hell can i have fun when every friggin second.. i am worrying about the results. sooo. there. im stuck here. bleeding my eyes out watching prisonbreak reruns and DVD marathons... reading those books that i've set aside while reviewing... cooking breakfasts and dinners... updating blogs , friendsters , chatting with old friends and classmates through YM. (thank heavens for YM!) .. so there ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to end this shizznit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-9073472810647433488?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/9073472810647433488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=9073472810647433488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9073472810647433488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9073472810647433488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/06/bore.html' title='bore'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-5141778800233379234</id><published>2007-04-21T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:57:19.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;All of life is but a mass of small choices--practical, emotional and intellectual--systematically organized for our greatness or grief. We can alter these choices one at a time, But we must never forget that it's not only our big dreams that shape reality...the small choices bear us irresistibly toward our destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px" href="http://quotes.zaadz.com/robert_k_cooper"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quotes.zaadz.com/robert_k_cooper"&gt;Robert Cooper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-5141778800233379234?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/5141778800233379234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=5141778800233379234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5141778800233379234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5141778800233379234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/04/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-1936603395356509431</id><published>2007-04-15T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T18:46:58.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oprah's Advice About Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blooming na blooming kelan lang tapos ngayon... depressed depressan kayo? gggrrrr. WHAT'S UP WITH YOU GUYS?! Everything happens for a reason... we dont need to dwell on what that reason is for a looong time. What we need is to learn from it and move on. So everybody can be happy and free. Stole this from &lt;a href="http://sugarcandypop.livejournal.com"&gt;http://sugarcandypop.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;. SO TRUE talaga. so girls. Listen up este Read ON pala. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;A note to Denny, Lindsay,Rei rei, Magel, Norie, Cathy, Ara, Aries, Angel, Ots =), to self and even to Dean! (hahaha.. applicable din sayo.) at sa lahat ng mga kababaihan. read up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oprah's Advice About Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Stop making excuses for a man and his behaviour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Slower is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't "be friends".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Don't settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Always have your own set of friends separate from his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* You cannot change a man's behaviour. Change comes from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he has more education or in a better job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Never let a man define who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* All men are NOT dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* You should not be the one doing all the bending... compromise is two way street.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* You need time to heal between relationships...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* There is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you... a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals... look for someone complimentary... not supplementary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Dating is fun... even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Make him miss you sometimes... when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him – he takes it for granted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Never move into his mother's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Never co-sign for a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-1936603395356509431?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/1936603395356509431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=1936603395356509431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1936603395356509431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1936603395356509431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/04/oprahs-advice-about-men.html' title='Oprah&apos;s Advice About Men'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-7971997030126142997</id><published>2007-04-09T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:24:14.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4.10.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-7971997030126142997?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/7971997030126142997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=7971997030126142997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7971997030126142997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7971997030126142997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/04/41007.html' title='4.10.07'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-9222137360954813868</id><published>2007-03-26T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:06.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.26.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rgdc9u-S_AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gcftpbfXG8U/s1600-h/happy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046104123143027714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 560px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="346" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rgdc9u-S_AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gcftpbfXG8U/s400/happy.JPG" width="518" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RgcmJu-S-_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/GKhsW5nR4mE/s1600-h/fortune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046043856161930226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RgcmJu-S-_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/GKhsW5nR4mE/s400/fortune.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18034101-9222137360954813868?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/9222137360954813868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=9222137360954813868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9222137360954813868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/9222137360954813868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/03/32607.html' title='3.26.07'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rgdc9u-S_AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gcftpbfXG8U/s72-c/happy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-1578132242398463339</id><published>2007-03-24T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:26:21.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's all you have to know about men and women: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;women are &lt;u&gt;crazy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;men are &lt;u&gt;stupid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                       - George Carlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Brilliant!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-1578132242398463339?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/1578132242398463339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=1578132242398463339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1578132242398463339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1578132242398463339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/03/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-5763924288243873694</id><published>2007-03-23T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:06.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanjaya Vs. Leafoffaith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RgM87u-S-3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1Uz6Gs6ieOU/s1600-h/American%20Idol--Sanjay%20collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044943004504357746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RgM87u-S-3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1Uz6Gs6ieOU/s400/American%2520Idol--Sanjay%2520collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sanjaya strikes again. Sanjaya, still singing on Idol.. while Stephanie Edwards, definitely one of the strong (and better) competitors on Idol was casted off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont like Sanjaya when it comes to singing.. but I must admit he has a great smile. A charmer. But hey... Idol is a SINGING competition right? He can go here in the Philippines and join Pinoy Big Brother... for sure.. patok yang patweetums nya dito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One time when I was watching Idol.. and when Sanjaya was onstage... Naalala ko si Calix... Baka long lost brother nya ito. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044952062590385122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RgNFK--S--I/AAAAAAAAAGo/SCpS7_Cz0S8/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;heheheehehe. O db?! Metal Sanjaya yan. WALANG PANAMA SI SANJAYA JAN. (pwera lang dun sa curly tops) hhehehehhee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; peace tau lix. namiss lang kita. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RgNDEO-S-9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/gfdRHAlOWvc/s1600-h/beer.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/18034101-5763924288243873694?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/5763924288243873694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=5763924288243873694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5763924288243873694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5763924288243873694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/03/sanjaya-vs-leafoffaith.html' title='Sanjaya Vs. Leafoffaith'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RgM87u-S-3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1Uz6Gs6ieOU/s72-c/American%2520Idol--Sanjay%2520collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-2122905128516517381</id><published>2007-03-09T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T11:29:48.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy bee</title><content type='html'>Time is creeping up so faaaaaaaaast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTS of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;LOTS of requirements to comply to.&lt;br /&gt;LOTS of commitments to attend to&lt;br /&gt;(and I might cancel some of them.. sooo sorry for that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooooooo disoriented and unorganized(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this too shall pass. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-2122905128516517381?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/2122905128516517381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=2122905128516517381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2122905128516517381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2122905128516517381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/03/busy-bee.html' title='busy bee'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-2558592246438870027</id><published>2007-02-09T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuked up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rcwbczgf6eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/38ahfuigeU8/s1600-h/349420441_8c051110c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029425065542805986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rcwbczgf6eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/38ahfuigeU8/s400/349420441_8c051110c7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcwTyDgf6dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZVgNu_r8rbg/s1600-h/screams.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You messed it up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG TIME&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hindi &lt;/span&gt;gagana sa akin yang paawa effect mo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gawin mo kung ano gusto mong gawin. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wala akong pakialam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kanya kanya na tayo&lt;/span&gt;. Yan yata ang hinahanap mo eh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O ayan. Saksak mo sa BAGA MO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/18034101-2558592246438870027?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/2558592246438870027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=2558592246438870027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2558592246438870027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2558592246438870027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/02/fcuked-up.html' title='Fcuked up'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Rcwbczgf6eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/38ahfuigeU8/s72-c/349420441_8c051110c7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-5155486434021243634</id><published>2007-02-01T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:07.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JJ'/><title type='text'>ang saya sayang maging JJ!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcF31mTKRYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_O0s8hR6ezk/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026430421819868546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcF31mTKRYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_O0s8hR6ezk/s400/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kahit toxic sa duty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026432230001100178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcF5e2TKRZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sWQKy4RuzYw/s400/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Derecho sa aVenetto..after ng duty.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcF2y2TKRXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xQaQ9Hio-4Y/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026429275063600498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcF2y2TKRXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xQaQ9Hio-4Y/s400/DSC01191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; o dba ang saya nameeen?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026433819138999714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcF67WTKRaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BlI1yjBtZYU/s400/DSC01268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ay laaaaab JJ! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for more pictures..and videos etc.. punta lang kayo sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.junglejuicegroup.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.junglejuicegroup.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18034101-5155486434021243634?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/5155486434021243634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=5155486434021243634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5155486434021243634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5155486434021243634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/02/ang-saya-sayang-maging-jj.html' title='ang saya sayang maging JJ!!!'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RcF31mTKRYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_O0s8hR6ezk/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-5650186319357946342</id><published>2007-01-15T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:07.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gogoguy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postsecret'/><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Ratz3CbvkgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GiCzvy083-g/s1600-h/finally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020233599017783810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Ratz3CbvkgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GiCzvy083-g/s400/finally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Even if this thing wont work out.. (Kapit kay Lord..) I want to say thank &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; for making me realize that i can be &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; again.. =) alam ko naman hindi mo to mababasa eh.. hehehe. no pretensions.. no hesitations. i had a wonderful and tiring (^_^) time with &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;... it was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;tutal nandito na tayo sa topic na ito. i also want to say that i think i am freed from &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;. at long last... now i can say that &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; are a part of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... A past that is better to be remembered for the happy times..forget the crazy part. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no more grudges..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no more drama...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just bliss..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pure bliss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/18034101-5650186319357946342?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/5650186319357946342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=5650186319357946342' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5650186319357946342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5650186319357946342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/01/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/Ratz3CbvkgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GiCzvy083-g/s72-c/finally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-2338075396669240769</id><published>2007-01-03T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:08.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goong Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015763648900422450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RZuSdsoG2zI/AAAAAAAAAD8/p2Jcow3isGY/s400/goong2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;weeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 episodes na lang before matapos namin ang Goong!! (Princess Hours) yeeeeheeeey!! ang sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! alaveeeeeeeet! ^_^v &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015764413404601154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RZuTKMoG20I/AAAAAAAAAEE/CD0slpxDA5E/s320/kulet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hangkyotkyot talaga ni Yoon Eun Hye.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015763258058398498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RZuSG8oG2yI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LFRgjsEAUHA/s400/lv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eniwei.. sana makahanap ako ng magiging &lt;strong&gt;Lee Yool&lt;/strong&gt; ko... haaaaaaay.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;err..sana may ganun ka persistent at consistent na lalake sa totoong buhay no?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-2338075396669240769?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/2338075396669240769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=2338075396669240769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2338075396669240769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/2338075396669240769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2007/01/goong-craze.html' title='Goong Craze'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RZuSdsoG2zI/AAAAAAAAAD8/p2Jcow3isGY/s72-c/goong2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-8106247552453118002</id><published>2006-12-22T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:08.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postsecret'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RYu3SmwEdxI/AAAAAAAAADg/n7wg-aruJYE/s1600-h/alliwant.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011300540647503634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RYu3SmwEdxI/AAAAAAAAADg/n7wg-aruJYE/s400/alliwant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of my favorite postsecret to date.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Holidays everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-8106247552453118002?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/8106247552453118002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=8106247552453118002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8106247552453118002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8106247552453118002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays-break.html' title='Happy Holidays Break'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RYu3SmwEdxI/AAAAAAAAADg/n7wg-aruJYE/s72-c/alliwant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-1301795740676163275</id><published>2006-12-22T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:08.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sizzle or fizzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aloha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after a lazy week with nothing much to do... I bled my eyes out trying to catch up on some of the movies i haven't watched yet.. so far.. i finished 6 movies... but here are the latest 3 and i decided to be a trying-hard-movie-critic. hehehe. enjoy my reviews! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RYuhvGwEdwI/AAAAAAAAADE/Kh1-oMGhQQ8/s1600-h/3muvi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011276841017964290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RYuhvGwEdwI/AAAAAAAAADE/Kh1-oMGhQQ8/s400/3muvi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Another Gay Movie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;- my gay friend picked this movie for us to watch.. this was quite gross and I would have never EVER had the courage to see this movie alone. The movie is a low budgeted (i think) parody of American Pie, with 4 gay friends wanting to be devirginized before going to college.. they go on a boy/man hunt to fulfill this... and their individual sexual adventure begins... it was almost an American pie/queer eye for the straight guy/scary movie 1/[insert an m2m porn film title here] rolled into one chaotic gay movie.. OK.. it was sooo durrrty, filthy and has GAYdom posted all over it.. But some scenes were sooo funny and irresistibly naughty and I guess.. if you are straight/no gay friends with you or that you know of... you can't possibly relate to this movie. Well.. this movie is definitely not suitable for the faint of heart and homophobes...i think the challenge is to find the right audience to appreciate this film...Sure.. some raunchy scenes ever so often(some of which i could not stand looking at..) but hey.. some cheap laughs every now and then wont hurt right? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i give it a 3 out of 10 rating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;The Last Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;- Dean is the person responsible for this. He was the one who introduced me to the world of the genius and &lt;em&gt;super hot&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Zach Braff&lt;/strong&gt;. This is his current movie to date. The film basically revolves around the life of Michael, a 29 year old guy who has got it everything going on for him. a beautiful girlfriend, Jenna who is 10 weeks pregnant, sometimes-screwed-up- friends, high paying job that he loves..and that he is starting to get bored by his seemingly perfect life. the films catch phrase is &lt;strong&gt;"we all make choices, what's yours?"&lt;/strong&gt; I think this is about a point in a 29++ mans life where he needs to decide on where he wants to lead up his life... he can have the life that he always wanted.. he could screw it up.. or he can take an adventure finding out what he really wants..i applaud the movie for being realistic and relatable (is there such a word?) and the supporting actors/actresses. Jacinda Barrett was great portraying Jenna. she was sooooooo hearbreakingly real. lovable, neurotic, jealous, crazy, beautiful. and the guys were hilarious too. I love it when Chris answered the door in nude when his pal Kenny went into his pad..Rachel was quite good portraying the musician-student-cutie pie-seductress-clingy teenager. Well.. this movie is a bit of a disappointment (for me) compared with Braff's previous genius movie.. &lt;strong&gt;Garden State&lt;/strong&gt;. but then.. maybe when i get into my late 20's and early 30's i can have a better much understanding on what this film is all about..But still.. this is one of the intelligent movies i have seen this year. Funny, witty and sexy. One more thing. I loooooooove the soundtrack. I guess Zach has done it again. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i give it a 6 out of 10 rating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;3. Batman Begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;- let us make this short and simple. &lt;strong&gt;THE BEST BATMAN MOVIE EVER!&lt;/strong&gt; so believable! the stunts were awesome and the story line was fabulous. It wasn't as cheesy as the other batman series that i have seen. and kudos to &lt;strong&gt;Christian Bale&lt;/strong&gt; for being the BEST Bruce Wayne... Sexy yet mysterious. Though i HATE Katie Holmes... Was she even trying to act? her face was as blank as a slate. &lt;strong&gt;Nolan&lt;/strong&gt; was pretty good too. He brought some definite spice in the act. Alfred was sooo adorable. ^_^ I heard they were so pleased with Bale's and Nolan's performance. that they are gearing up for another film in 2008. Can't wait for the next installment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i give it a 8.5 out of 10 rating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-1301795740676163275?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/1301795740676163275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=1301795740676163275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1301795740676163275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/1301795740676163275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/12/sizzle-or-fizzle.html' title='sizzle or fizzle'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RYuhvGwEdwI/AAAAAAAAADE/Kh1-oMGhQQ8/s72-c/3muvi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-4540135371541804299</id><published>2006-12-13T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:00:15.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"No, &lt;strong&gt;I know&lt;/strong&gt; what you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But that doesn't mean that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And &lt;u&gt;you don't know what I meant by that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's sweet that you tried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you're on my side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you were my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd know where it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd clean up the dirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you were my head I would be heard"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K's Choice - In My Head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/18034101-4540135371541804299?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/4540135371541804299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=4540135371541804299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/4540135371541804299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/4540135371541804299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-i-know-what-you-said-but-that-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-8051474037742256889</id><published>2006-12-05T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:08.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gogoguy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postsecret'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXhFm5oy3dI/AAAAAAAAACs/4d3qYNjQK50/s1600-h/almosthappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005827520431578578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXhFm5oy3dI/AAAAAAAAACs/4d3qYNjQK50/s400/almosthappy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTM0snYgSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6JnFnWjhr78/s1600-h/almosthappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bummer.. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/18034101-8051474037742256889?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/8051474037742256889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=8051474037742256889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8051474037742256889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/8051474037742256889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/12/bummer_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXhFm5oy3dI/AAAAAAAAACs/4d3qYNjQK50/s72-c/almosthappy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-483754944880110945</id><published>2006-11-22T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:09.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napindan Rotation'/><title type='text'>Super sa init, abot hanggang singit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTeCsnYgWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7S53cKJY5B0/s1600-h/jj"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004869223832912226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTeCsnYgWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7S53cKJY5B0/s320/jj%27s%40napindan-51.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTkXsnYgbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LDXxzoTLZ6k/s1600-h/jj"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004876181679931826" style="WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="224" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTkXsnYgbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LDXxzoTLZ6k/s320/jj%27s%40napindan-56.JPG" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/1600/DSC00477.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/320/DSC00477.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTf78nYgYI/AAAAAAAAABI/zD8HTIdNE0s/s1600-h/jj"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004871306892050818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTf78nYgYI/AAAAAAAAABI/zD8HTIdNE0s/s320/jj%27s%40napindan-89.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/320/DSC00484.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTiLcnYgZI/AAAAAAAAABo/_BxZfssg6_s/s1600-h/jj"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004873772203278738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTiLcnYgZI/AAAAAAAAABo/_BxZfssg6_s/s320/jj%27s%40napindan-125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTdisnYgVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KirjxIDX5eo/s1600-h/jj"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004868674077098322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTdisnYgVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KirjxIDX5eo/s320/jj%27s%40napindan-48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sa mga friends kong nagtatanong kung bakit ako "DUMILIM" within such a short period of time..(5 days to be exact) siguro may idea na kayo ngayon kung bakit nga nagkaganoon... salamat kay Haring Araw na walang patumanggang sumisikat ng pagkainit init tuwing nagsusurvey kami sa Napindan, na kahit gaano kataas ang SPF ng sunblock na gamitin ko ay wala talagang panama sa powers nya. Kaya kahit mainit ay napilitan na lang akong magsuot ng long sleeves. Hindi halatang haggard kami sa mga pictures no? ( Ganyan talaga pag JJ. =P ) Salamat din pala sa 2 megapixels camera sa cellphone ni Ruthiee... dahil sa kanya ay naging posible ang pagkuha ng mga larawan na ito. Bayaan mo sa susunod.. dadalhin ko na ung camera ko.. Konting tiis na lang. Matatapos na rin ang rotation na ito. Goodluck sa mga next groups. hehehe. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004878569681748418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTmisnYgcI/AAAAAAAAACY/ICCf6XkGxjI/s400/jj%27s%40napindan-9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                 ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTjZMnYgaI/AAAAAAAAABw/909M2SzUIus/s1600-h/jj"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/18034101-483754944880110945?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/483754944880110945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=483754944880110945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/483754944880110945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/483754944880110945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/11/super-sa-init-abot-hanggang-singit.html' title='Super sa init, abot hanggang singit'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/RXTeCsnYgWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7S53cKJY5B0/s72-c/jj%27s%40napindan-51.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-5872007040017929686</id><published>2006-11-15T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:33:22.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sembreak&lt;/span&gt; is over. Classes for the second semester already started.. MY last semester before the graduation in March. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wooooot&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if it seems that March is only a few months away... we still have tons to do at our clinical duties... like we now have to go on our duties 8hours a day/5 days a week and one day/8hours lecture at school (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;geeez&lt;/span&gt;!) So.. goodbye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;muna&lt;/span&gt; to social life, parties, booze, pimple-free skin, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our community duty last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/20448795"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JJ's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; were assigned in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Napindan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Taguig&lt;/span&gt;. People there are awesome, they were so warm to welcome us in their community... Though I got sunburns all over my face because of the 1 hour tour in the area &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kahit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tirik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tirik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;araw&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. gotta take a nap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;muna&lt;/span&gt;... I need to "recharge" for another action packed community work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-5872007040017929686?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/5872007040017929686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=5872007040017929686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5872007040017929686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/5872007040017929686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-7399432791026324188</id><published>2006-11-08T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:31:44.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographs'/><title type='text'>the power of black and white</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/1600/kissonescalator2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/320/kissonescalator2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/1600/threecouples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/320/threecouples.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/1600/lookingsouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/320/lookingsouth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/1600/dumbo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/320/dumbo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/1600/promenade-production.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3509/2201/320/promenade-production.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beautiful photogaphs by Dave Beckerman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-7399432791026324188?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/7399432791026324188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=7399432791026324188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7399432791026324188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/7399432791026324188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/11/power-of-black-and-white.html' title='the power of black and white'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-115933498803593273</id><published>2006-09-27T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I AM BACK! yipeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was so caught up with school work that I did not have enough time to update my blog, My apologies to &lt;a href="http://bryantonpost.blogpspot.com"&gt;Bry&lt;/a&gt;.. and to those few who have been visiting this site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, a lot of things happened while I was away.. (like for 4 months? geez!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/g1.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, aft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;er 2 years of not seeing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;each other... my closest PULP friends and I had a get together one stormy night at Glorrietta(I think that was around JUNE). It was a miracle that everybody was free that night (well.. of course except for Potpot who has to run back to his office to finish an art&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/g6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;icle for t&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/g6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hat &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/g6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/g6.0.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;months issue of PJR) But still, it was great to be with them again. Thanks for the dinner.See you guys in November! We have a lot of catching up to do...right &lt;a href="http://bryantonpost.blogspot.com"&gt;HECTOR&lt;/a&gt;? &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/g6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-115933498803593273?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/115933498803593273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=115933498803593273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/115933498803593273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/115933498803593273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-here.html' title='still here'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114845791671991873</id><published>2006-05-24T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:09.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/ulan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/ulan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Masaya ako pag malungkot ang panahon." I forgot where I heard/saw that line from... pero it struck a chord.. and until now.. hindi ko pa rin makalimutan.. Pero kung sino man siya... pareho kami. Masaya din ako pag malungkot ang panahon...Tulad ngaun.. Yang pic na yan sa taas.. kakakuha ko lang ... Shempre.. maliban sa malamig at masarap matulog...masarap uminon ng hot chocolate.. mas masarap kumain.. hehhehe.. pero maraming memories ang binibigay sa akin ng ulan..Halos lahat ng important moments sa buhay ko.. nandun ang ulan. Naalala ko nung elementary.. yung first time kong mawala sa recto kasama nung classmate ko..umuulan nun.. may mabait na matandang babae yung nagturo sa amin nung sakayan.. first time ko rin mapagalitan ni Mama nung nakauwi ako.. hehehe. Nung first time kong maranasan ung "walking in the rain" moment ko kasama si .... ^_^. Pero ang madalas kong ginagawa dati eh yung umiyak sa ulan.. para hindi halata.. ewan ko ba.. feeling ko.. mas gagaan yung loob ko pag kasabay kong umiyak ang ulan.. Lalakad ng pag kahaba haba.. kahit may payong ako.. hindi ko gagamitin.. masarap kasi yung paglapat ng bawat patak ng ulan sa balat ko.. hehe.. wierd no? Sa tanda kong to mahilig pa rin akong maglakad sa ulan.. haay naku.... Basta.. masaya man o masaklap ung mga pangyayaring yun.. lagi namang nakaantabay si ulan.. handang dumamay kung kinakailangan.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114845791671991873?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114845791671991873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114845791671991873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114845791671991873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114845791671991873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-rain.html' title='I love the rain'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114662152281531266</id><published>2006-05-03T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Conversations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Stuck in a rut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;That's what this shit is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Dean and I were talking on the phone last night without intending to sound mushy and nostalgic.. we had this discussion of some significant people in our lives... You see, we both share the same sentiments about THAT ONE person who got away... we both think that we already encountered "THE ONE". The sad thing is.. we can't move on from it. I was asking him.. when will this stop? When will the longing, sadness and emptiness stop? It is so hard to see/meet someone new when at the back of my mind, I can't help but to compare the new guy with Him. I have been through quite a number of dates.. and most of them were really great! As in if they are really good boyfriend material. BUT still, whenever I look at my date's face, I just can't help but imagine Him facing me, Him having that dinner with me. Him being that person with me. I know.. it sounds unfair for the guy I am dating... that's the reason why no matter how great Calvin or Nam is.. I JUST CAN'T COMMIT with any of them. Because I know I am still stuck with SOMEONE else. Like Dean, I know lots of girls who wants him, and I know that he's dating.. and I know that he almost fell in love with a certain girl (still undecided) BUT no matter how great the girl is.. NO ONE CAN EVER COMPARE with his SHARLENE.. We can find the greatest guy and girl ever but the INTENSITY is not there... it's just different. We don't know why we feel like this.. I mean.. They are not even our FIRST LOVE ... to hell with our first love.. I can barely even remember what happened then.. maybe they were the REAL thing you know? We tried everything to get them out of our heads.Name it we have done it..  I know the feeling.. that's why it sucks. It sucks that we can't just move on from this. Because there is this BIG QUESTION that we need to find out. We want answers.. we NEED HARD HITTING answers. WE have to hear it from them.. face to face. Dean even told me.. if only Sharlene told him to go away because she did not love him.. then he would do so. Even if it hurts.. at least things were cleared up. And because that was her wish.. he would obey. If only things were that easy...We need to fill those empty spaces.. because we dont want to go on forever like this. I am on my almost on my 4th year of hanging on to that memory... and I am scared to be like this forever... I mean, eventually I want to meet that someone who could level.. no not just level.. but to surpass the intensity of emotions I've had with Him.. I wan't to experience how to be in love with someone again.. But not now... no.. not now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;xxx to be continued xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114662152281531266?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114662152281531266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114662152281531266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114662152281531266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114662152281531266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/05/late-night-conversations.html' title='Late Night Conversations'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114525197301937470</id><published>2006-04-17T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/collage.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/400/collage.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were supposed to do the annual "Visita Iglesia" , where we will visit at least 7 churches and do the station of the cross in each church.. We always go to UST, 2 Loreto Church, San Beda, St. Jude, Baste, Quiapo and the small chapel near Quiapo.. But this time.. we decided to visit the small chapel in Macapagal.. the one near the "Mall of Asia" . Marami rin pala ang pumupunta dun.. I was quite excited coz it was my first time to go there...it was really cool. I think St. Joseph yata un.Then.. we were about to head home when my sweet sister suggested that we go to Quezon so we can visit a church there.. and a beautiful grotto.Helpless.. we went to Quezon.. Man.. it was a looooooong drive up there.. parang Baguio ang daan.  To make the long story short.. we made it to Quezon at around 2 pm. And the place was really great. It was a looong and steep way up.. but the place was really nice. Life size stations of the cross.. and at the top of the grotto is  Jesus in the cross..=)&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/18034101-114525197301937470?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114525197301937470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114525197301937470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114525197301937470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114525197301937470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114457673582438053</id><published>2006-04-09T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am SOOOOO effing busy this summer. Grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't find the time to update my blog. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry friends.. I can't get out of town this April.. But  don't worry.. we can get wiiild in May..Bora or Fuego? Nyahahaha! See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114457673582438053?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114457673582438053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114457673582438053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114457673582438053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114457673582438053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-sooooo-effing-busy-this-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114342652563753245</id><published>2006-03-27T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Mush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Turned on the radio.. tuned to RX..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I took my time to love you? What if I put no one above you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shheeeet. Reminisce ka na naman.. For the love of God Corie.. 8 am pa lang.. wag kang mag inarts..( Eh baket naman kasi yan ang pinapatugtog diba?!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I did the things that really mattered?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember... last week yata un.. may nakatabi ako sa FX... kamukhang kamukha mo.. akala ko nga ikaw un eh..parehong maputi... peircing eyes.. tapos may goatee pa... pati ung pag smile nyo pareho.. pero naalala ko.. mejo mabalbon ka ng konti sa braso.. saka siya straight. ikaw kulot.(in ur terms.. mejo wavy lang.) Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I ran through Hoops of disaster?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam.. pero lately.. lagi na naman kitang naalala.. I was busy as hell with school and other stuff.. ni hindi ko na nga minsan napapansin ung mga nagtatampo kong friends sa sobrang ka busy-han ko.. pero hindi ko malaman.. bakit ikaw ung laging sumisiksik sa utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one would care if we never made it. We're in this alone so why don't we face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kaya dahil sa mga "signs" na naman na yan? The VIOS sign.( na kapag nakakita ako ng 3 red na VIOS na sunod sunod.. that means that you were here.. and somehow thinking of me). ABA! hindi lang 3 red na VIOS ung nakita ko nung nakaraan.. 6 sila na red VIOS tapos may isang blue at 2 black VIOS pa sa tabi..natuwa ako pero ang sabi ng friend ko.. invalid daw ung pag hingi ko ng sign na ganun.. kasi shempre.. MANILA ito.. natural na maraming VIOS sa kalye...ok.. cge.. bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is no room to blame one another we just need time to forgive each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko na inungkat ung VIOS thingy.. kahit na minsan.. talagang kahit sa harap ng bahay namin.. sunod sunod ung daan ng RED na VIOS.. wala lang.. kiber..keep in your mind.. &lt;em&gt;MANILA ito.. MANILA ito..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejo naloka lang ako nung nasa BULACAN kami, sa may San Jose Del Monte .. biruin mo.. nasa liblib kami na lugar dun sa San Jose.. pero may nakita pa rin akong sunod sunod na red at blue na VIOS..as in dumaan talaga sa harap namin..&lt;em&gt;Lord.. sign na ba ito?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What about love? What about feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang years na ba nung nagkakilala tayo? 3.. 4 years na ba? 2002 yun diba? Around October ba? Ang saya natin nun.. nakakamiss ung mga panahon na un.. ung masama ung araw ko.. tapos tatawag ka, just to check up on me.. tapos.. hihinga ako ng sama ng loob sayo.. tapos sasabihin mo sakin.. everything will be alright.. tapos maniniwala naman ako sau..kasi feeling ko.. lagi akong safe kapag nandyan ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What about all the things that make life worth living?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naalala ko pa dati.. ung first time na pumunta ka ng bahay..una.. tumawag ka lang.. tinatanong mo kung san ba ung direction ng bahay namin..sabi mo kasi nasa dapitan ka na.. nakakagulat ka.. hindi nga ako prepared nun.. naghanap pa ako ng excuse para lang makababa ng bahay.. sinilip kita dun sa bintana sa kwarto.. sakto.. kakarating mo lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about faith?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suot mo non.. Jacket na red.. tapos naka cap ka.. galing ka sa barkada mo? Mejo hinihingal ka pa ng konti.. kasi ba naman.. bakit sa central ka bumaba? nilakad mo mula central hanggang sa amin. pano ka hindi hihingalin. Excited ako. First time mo pumunta sa amin. Lakad tayo.. ipapa photocopy ko kunwari yung grades ko.. nung nasa kanto.. nakita tayo ni ate.. nyahaha. kahit ako natakot.. bad mood yata si kapatid kaya hindi namamansin. Pinakita mo saken ung rashes mo dun sa blood letting.. wawa ka naman.. ang puti mo pala... hindi ko napansin dati.. kala ko kasi mejo moreno ka eh..Nag tetext na si ate.. pinapauwi na ko.. pero sige lakad pa rin... naghanap ako ng ibang way papunta sa amin.. para mejo matagal pa kami mag lakad.. parang ayokong matapos ung gabing un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What about trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinikwento mo saken yung mga ka weirdohan mo.. na sinusundan mo ko sa mall.. na nasa likod mo lang ako habang naglalakad kami ng mga barkada ko..na.. nakita mo kong may kasamang guy sa Quantum.. na bagay kami nung guy.. (bagay pag umpugin.. nyahaha) ...na.. ayaw mo ng makita akong naglalakad mula Avanceña hanggang sa amin..kung hindi.. itutuloy mo yung pag yoyosi mo.. Gusto kitang I hug.. pero nahihiya ako.. ewan ko ba.. sana na hug kita nun... Marami ng text sakin si ate pero hindi ko pinapansin.. usap pa rin tayo.. Matagal ba tayong nag usap? Hindi ko namalayan.. parang kulang pa eh.. Pinapaakyat mo na ako kasi baka magalit saken si ate.. inamin mo rin na natakot ka kay ate..bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And tell me baby...what about us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung huling beses na nagpunta ka sa bahay.. marami ng nangyari.. maraming nagbago..Pumunta ka ng bahay.. amoy yosi ka.. alam mo nang itatanong ko kung bakit ka amoy yosi.. sabi mo isang stick lang kasi tensyonado ka..Sabi ko.. e di itutuloy ko ung paglalakad ko.. nagalit ka.. sabi mo ayaw mo ng away ngaun..gusto mo lang magusap tayo.. Gusto sana kitang paakyati sa taas.. pero biglang dumating si ate.. hindi kita mapaakyat kasi hindi nagustuhan ni ate ung pag iyak ko nung last time na nagkausap tayo.. Sabi ni ate.. ang tanga tanga ko daw.. bakit pa kita kakausapin.. Pero binalewala ko yun.. kasi natatakot ako na baka ito na yung last time na magkikita tayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I give this love a new beginning?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buong araw akong pinagiisipan kung ano ung ilalagay sa sulat ko sayo.. Binalot ko na ung regalo ko kay Kurt.. sana bumagay.. sabi mo bibigya mo ko ng picture nya diba? Pati ung angel na kulot.. =) Kumain tayo sa labas.. kasi gusto ko sanang magusap tau.. Pinakita mo sakin ung visa mo.. ang pangit ng picture.. heheh. nakakatuwa nga.. kasi kapag nagsasalita ako.. hindi ako makatingin sayo.. dahil alam kong nakatitig ka sa akin..tapos kapag ikaw naman ang nagsasalita.. hindi ka rin makatingin ng direcho kasi alam mong tinititigan kita..para tayong mga bata.. mukhang mga baliw.. ayokong matapos ung gabi na ito. (pwede bang wag ka na lang umuwi... dito ka na lang hanggang dumating ung flight mo..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How can I stop the rain? It's never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Sheeeeeeeeeeet. Tapos na yung 2 year contract mo jan. Nasa Pinas ka na ba? Hindi ka pa rin nagpaparamdam. Akala ko ba walang kalimutan. Ikaw pa nga yung nagsabi na sana walang magbago. Ikaw ung nangako na babalik ka pa rin.. na kahit anong mangyari.. mag stay pa rin ung friendship. Pero anong nangyari.. nasaan ka na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do I keep my soul believing? Memories of how we should be keep calling&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Birthday mo kahapon.. hindi ka nagparamdam.. Iba na talaga siguro ngaun.. Marami na talagang responsibilidad. Sa sobrang dami.. kinalimutan mo na ako. Kinalimutan mo na yung lahat lahat. Nalulungkot lang ako.. kasi nawalan ako ng kaibigan. Akala ko kasi forever friends na tayo eh. diba nga.. ang usapan ninang ako? tapos maglalaro si Kurt saka si Heart together? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll take the rivers rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Sana kung nasaan ka man.. masaya ka. Maligaya kau. As I have told you before.. I still pray for you and your family every night. Kasama kau lagi sa mga prayers ko. I wish nothing but the best for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll take the happy times I'll take the moments of disaster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;I have those memories with me naman eh. I am happy na somehow.. naging part ka ng buhay ko. Masaya man o masalimuot, No regrets pa rin. It was one hell of a ride. Thank you birthday boi.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Song Playing : What about love - Lemar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114342652563753245?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114342652563753245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114342652563753245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114342652563753245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114342652563753245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/03/morning-mush.html' title='Morning Mush'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114157453196484107</id><published>2006-03-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for my emotional outburst last time..Super fresh pa kasi yung issue nun.. kaya warla ako magsulat.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. thankfully everything is cool now. He apologized (like for the nth time) nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all.. I never really HATED him.. I could never hate a person. I may say that I hated a person.. pero eklat lang un.. Kumbaga.. I can only hate a person if TO THE MAX na talaga yung kasamaan na ginawa nya. And for the record.. wala pa naman akong taong HATE as in HATE.. I am a loving person.. not a hateful one. naks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And siguro.. super stressed out lang ako this past few weeks about the thesis, exams, projects..kaya siguro naging super sensitive ako.. (siguro..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super thanks.. kasi tapos na ang defense.. Still.. hindi pa rin maka pag relax because of the Compre Exam this friday.. grrr. puyatan na naman ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. a loooooooot of things happened this week.. and I don't know where to start... well.. it things were'nt that smooth sailing at first.. pero at least nung huli.. mejo ok na rin.. and it ended really great.. coz I was with my PLM friends.. (God, I missed you so much guys!) Kahit ngarag.. and super tired.. ok pa rin.. kasi matagal tagal din kaming hindi nagkikita.. actually.. it was Mac's Birthday. (though.. hindi naman talaga si Mac ang ipinunta ko dun no - clarification lang para sa mga Lemontears jien.. hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun.. so para naman mejo updated kau sa mga pinagsasasabi ko..&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the pictures na naupload ko na.. starting with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yikeees! bagal ng connection dito sa bahay.. next time ko na lang ipost.. hehehe. cge.. antok na ko.. good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114157453196484107?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114157453196484107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114157453196484107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114157453196484107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114157453196484107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry-for-my-emotional-outburst-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114129031356289308</id><published>2006-03-02T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galit kita</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, actually HATE is a big word.. pero parang malapit na dun. NAKAKAINIS KA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't talk about it all the time.. and not complaining if you bring up the topic most of the times..that does not mean that IM OK about it.. or that I'm already over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, OF ALL PEOPLE ...you are the one who should understand kung gaano ako ka sensitive sa bagay na yun..REMEMBER what happened sa Oody's? OK.. pinalagpas ko na yun.. I know you did not mean anythign bad.. and so does Dean.. pero that hurt me.. Until now.. your words are still ringing in my ears.. I cried my self to sleep for 3 days when that happened.. Does my pain bring you happiness huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK you apologized and promised never to do that again. BUT the damage was done... Can you undo what you've done? or maybe can you erase the memory of what just happened kanina sa elevator? You also apologized the last time.. pero here you go again.. throwing words at me like flaming knives.. grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave the kid out of this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/400/I_hate_you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114129031356289308?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114129031356289308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114129031356289308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114129031356289308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114129031356289308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/03/galit-kita.html' title='Galit kita'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114094711091434695</id><published>2006-02-26T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for Mich Dulce</title><content type='html'>SCREW YOU CAPITALIST NETWORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, before I digress into these pseudo-political-punk-rock-ramblings, I would like to acknowledge my status as an alumna of The University of the Philippines Diliman (where I graduated Cum Laude, .05 short of Magna, and where I am a member of 2 prestigious Honor Societies). This, only to establish that I am not your uneducated, punk rocker high on drugs and suffering from paranoid delusions. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my stay at the University, it was clear to me what distinguished us UP students from other pupils. The school gave us the freedom to think for ourselves--to be aware of the things going on in our society and to be able to make your own judgments regarding these issues. Moreover, we were encouraged to stand up for what we believed in and to speak up to defend those beliefs. Hence, the UP breed is not afraid to make their voices heard, no matter how the small the voice, how big the enemy, and how deaf the listeners may seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is this certain UP student speaking up against? Who is the enemy, and who are the listeners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you are probably familiar with the “hit” reality TV series here in the Philippines called Pinoy Big Brother or PBB. One of my friends (and bandmate) was admitted into the house as one of the celebrity housemates. She is Mich Dulce, the resident fashionista. Although I never really watched the previous season of PBB, I promised myself I would be an avid follower of the Celebrity Edition so that I could support and follow the antics of my bubbly friend. At first it was fun, watching my friend be herself on national TV. It was quite entertaining to see her interact with the housemates and to give life to the somewhat boring house. But after a few episodes, I was bothered by the way they portrayed Mich’s character. Here is an excerpt from one of my previous posts in my blog (this has been cut):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just watched PBB again last night and i was bothered by the negatively predisposed bias against mich. Halata kasi na negative yung presentation of her as an individual, hindi positive or objective man lang yung pagka present sa pagkatao niya, whereas napaka positive yung presentation sa ibang housemates. For instanc,e she was introduced last night as "designer para sa mga kabataang may kaya”. Yun palang sablay na, na-reduce yung pagiging isang "avant garde” designer niya to one who just designs for the rich. Tapos yung portrayal sa kanya na "papansin,palibhasa nagiisang anak ng may-kayang pamily” is a very biased and unfair depiction, and it jeopardizes her career and the way people see her as an individual, especially since most of the people who watch the show belong to the masses. How would they be able to identify, sympathize or appreciate Mich's character if that is the way she is portrayed? Napaka shallow tuloy ng dating at may stigma of being the "richie brat”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami lang kasing ibang way to portray Mich's character instead of reducing it to the rich fashionista. For instance, naghirap din naman si mich to make it to where she is right now. Nag enter siya ng design contests locally and internationally and nanalo sya. So para din yang atleta na representative ng Pilipinas, yun nga lang sa ibang larangan, at yun ay ang sining ng "fashion design”. I think that would be more accurate than "designer para sa mga kabataang may kaya”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make our voices heard to help encourage fair portrayals of the housemates kasi hindi naman maganda na may bias yung show kasi malaki ang impluensiya noon sa mga nanonood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted my voice to be heard, even thru little ways such as internet blogs, mailing lists, etc. I wanted to give justice to the character of Mich, but to put it in a bigger perspective, I wanted to encourage the writers of the show to give fair portrayals of the housemates, no matter which celebrity. If they chose to have a negative bias against another housemate (for instance, if they portrayed Budoy as “anak ng may kaya palibhasa, kaya nag babanda-banda nalang siya”, or John Prats would be shown as “mayaman na child star kaya sa bahay ni kuya agaw atensyon siya”), I’m sure their friends, family and supporters would be upset at the false and unfair depiction of that person’s character. Most people do not have the 24/7 channel, hence they would only rely on the hourly sessions that the regular channel shows, which is already edited to fit the schema that ABS wants to execute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my desire to make my voice heard (as well as my bandmates), I thought it might be an opportunity to get our message across when ABS-CBN ambushed our band in one of our gigs at Magnet Katipunan. At first, I was uneasy (not to mention quite surprised and annoyed) when they decided to bombard our privacy during the gig. Without asking my permission, they were shooting me once I arrived and they even followed me and my bandmates around the bar. It was only after a while when someone actually introduced themselves to us and asked us if they could interview us for PBB. We were very reluctant to do it but decided that we would for the sake of our bandmate and friend. Later, we thought that it would also be a great opportunity to voice out our opinions. We knew that ABS would probably not even air our comments, but we expressed our criticisms anyway with the hope that the writers/producers/etc would actually listen to the remarks and take some of them into consideration. We told them some of the things which I mentioned above, like how they should be more responsible in their portrayals of the housemates. We questioned the existence of a negative bias against Mich, while none existed towards the other housemates. We told them that they should show the finer points of Filipino culture rather than just showing the low points (the chismis, bickering, constant drama). We also gave a message to the viewers that they shouldn’t believe everything the media shows because they edit the footages to depict what it is that agrees with their script and their vision, regardless of whether it is fair to the housemates involved. We said a lot of things which we knew wouldn’t please ABS. But that is what we are about as UP students/alumni, as a band, and as individuals. We speak up against injustice, and we speak up for what we believe in, even if it means going against media giants such as ABS-CBN. (And which also goes to show that we are NOT using PBB for our band’s publicity. If we were, wouldn’t it be a lot easier just to kiss their asses? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck (let’s omit the profanity because this seems to offend, to a very high degree, viewers and supporters of PBB.. and yes, I say this with sarcasm) happened? PBB did to us the very thing that we were fighting against—the unfair portrayals of people involved in the show. I didn’t think they would stoop that low, we just thought that “hey, they probably wouldn’t air this because they wouldn’t want their ratings to go down..” But no, ABS is lower than low. They told us that they would use the interview as our message to Mich. Instead, they edited the footage in such a way that is FAVORABLE to the viewers’ impression of the show. They omitted our call to the masses not to believe everything the media portrays, they omitted our comments about showing the finer points of Filipino culture, they omitted the part where we questioned the biases and predispositions of the show. Instead, what did they present? They gave us each a measly phrase (such as “Di spoiled brat si Mich!”, “They only show the weird side”) and emphasized the parts when our drummer used profanity. Then, in the end, they had this note that said something like “PBB respects the opinions of viewers” to make them look like a noble network being attacked by…what did their supporters call us again? “Paranoid bandmates na nagdrudrugs na walang pinagaralan” to put it in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident is only the insignificant tip of the iceberg but it is a perfect example of how strong the media’s bias is in affecting the consciousness of the people. I like what one of the girls wrote in the PBB forum regarding our interview: “Eh bat kinuhanan pa ng PBB? Siempre meron din silang hidden agenda hahaha!! Sila ang makakakuha ng simpatya at di yun banda... kase kung delikado talaga sa imahe ng show yon, kukuhanan ba naman yon! siempre hinde!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen to that miss. This is what we were trying to get across to the audience during our interview. We wanted to tell the people to look outside of the box. What the media shows us is not the plain, gospel truth. ABS was perhaps, and most likely, threatened by the things we said to them in the interview, hence, they launched this personal attack on us. And yes, I am taking this as an attack. They purposively edited the footage to make us look shallow and ill-mannered (“hindi sya kulot salot ##### naman oh!” )and took out all the things that could open the consciousness of the masses. As we have mentioned in our interview, ABS doesn’t have to sacrifice the well being of the people involved in the show to get ratings. Now, look what they have done to our band, and to us as individuals. We are not even directly involved in the show but they used our genuine desire to make our voices heard to makes us look bad and to gather the sympathy of the viewers, and worse, to continue to lead them into the dark. Shame on you ABS-CBN. Kaunting Ethics naman sana. Although you may be the Goliath, this little David will not stay quiet regarding your injustices. And hopefully, this little article will also stir up emotions of the readers to open their minds and to critically evaluate what the media feeds us. It it those in power who control how events and people are being portrayed. However, if all us little Davids can each speak up, then we can help shape and redefine how humanity and social events are being shown to the Filipino people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note: my bf posted this dun sa thread about our interview sa abs forum. yun nga lang medyo close minded talaga mga tao dun. we posted it there to educate the people and not to argue with them. unfortunately, only about 2 people got the point. the rest were to dumb or lazy to really read what the article pointed out, and they were already close minded dahil lang sa fact na nagmumura yung isang member ng dbt. that's all they were repeating over and over again. sad, but at least i tried right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;repost lang from DBT.. kay rin yata galing to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GRRRRLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/dbtbangbangbang/16887.html"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/dbtbangbangbang/16887.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114094711091434695?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://community.livejournal.com/dbtbangbangbang/16887.html' title='This one&apos;s for Mich Dulce'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114094711091434695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114094711091434695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114094711091434695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114094711091434695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-ones-for-mich-dulce.html' title='This one&apos;s for Mich Dulce'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-114027496088169866</id><published>2006-02-18T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/happy%2027713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/400/happy%2027713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;great day.. i just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-114027496088169866?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/114027496088169866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=114027496088169866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114027496088169866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/114027496088169866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113921641870713422</id><published>2006-02-06T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fell in love with Fallout Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/RanchBowl.jpg" width="486" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great lyrics.. Superb music .. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I listened to them the whole time I was sick in my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And may I just say.. that these guys are amazing! I just love these guys.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I more than you bargained for yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause that's just who I am this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just a notch in your bedpost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you're just a line in a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drop a heart, break a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it[x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is this more than you bargained for yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wishing to be the friction in your jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just a notch in your bedpost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you're just a line in a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drop a heart, break a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it[x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're going down, down (down, down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Down, down (down, down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're going down, down (down, down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANCE DANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She says she's no good with words but I'm worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barely stuttered out"A joke of a romantic" or stuck to my tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weighed down with words too over-dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight it's "it can't get much worse" Vs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"no one should ever feel like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm two quarters and a heart down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These words are all I have so I'll write them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So you need them just to get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're falling apart to half time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And these are the lives you'd love to lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, this is the way they'd love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If they knew how misery loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You always fold just before you're found out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drink up its last call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But only the first mistake and I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm two quarters and a heart down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These words are all I have so I'll write them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So you need them just to get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why don't you show me the little bit of spine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've been saving for his mattress, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're falling apart to half time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And these are the lives you'd love to lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, this is the way they'd love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If they knew how misery loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why don't you show me the little bit of spine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've been saving for his mattress (mattress, mattress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're falling apart to half time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And these are the lives you'd love to lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance this is the way they'd love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If they knew how misery loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dance, Dance&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/18034101-113921641870713422?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113921641870713422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113921641870713422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113921641870713422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113921641870713422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/02/fell-in-love-with-fallout-boy.html' title='Fell in love with Fallout Boy'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113871143834371487</id><published>2006-01-31T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounce</title><content type='html'>Have'nt written anything for days. Had a terrible... I mean TERRIBLE week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super busy with school.. with the thesis and stuff. I was sick for days...I was not able to go to school last saturday because my body was too weak. (really.. for the first time in my life... &lt;em&gt;feeling ko lantang gulay&lt;/em&gt; akuu) that is why I missed 2 of my exams. haaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. speaking of me being sick. I was really touched to see how my sisters took great care of me while I was in my sick bed. Sure they made fun of me looking like a blob in the bed (harhar) Okay, they can be really mean at times.. I even called them my wicked sisters.. nyahaha.. (lalo na yung married ko na na kapatid hehe ) we sometimes fight about who's in charge with the remote control and argue if one of us is using the phone for so long that our personal calls can't get through and yelling at me if I tease Harriet and my pretty niece will b irritated and can't do nothing but to cry her tonsils out.. and my ever so concerned sisters/ Harriet's mom/ Harriet's Tita's will come to the rescue... jaraan..hehehe and for shouting at me for being so stubborn and for being such a klutz. ( I won't deny). I admit I have done some stupid, irrational, naughty, even evil things to make their blood pressure reach the high heavens. And even if i did some stupid things before, they are still there loving me and taking care of me they did a good job. I was touched. Para kaming mag boboypren... we fight hard.. pero we kiss and make up (a lot!) din agad.. WE LOVE EACH OTHER TO DEATH (kahit hindi halata..dinadaan lang sa joke..ang maging cheeeeezy LAGOT!)And I realized (again) what great sisters I have (naaaks. oi indi ako sipsip kasi inde naman nila alam na may blog ako no??!) Really... I can't imagine my life without them. As long as I have my sisters around me.. I will be alright. =) ay labyuuuuu mga kapatid!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113871143834371487?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113871143834371487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113871143834371487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113871143834371487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113871143834371487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/bounce.html' title='Bounce'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113758904912263883</id><published>2006-01-18T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half FOOL / Half Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont have a problem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I drink more alcohol these past few days does not mean that I am carrying a heavy load. ( of course, not literally you idiot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to see those booze flowing in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sober for months can be a bit boring... A couple of shots/bottles a day won't be thaaat bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found my Smirnoff  by accident.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* --- *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone very dear  to me is getting married (and I am not supposed to tell anybody because I am the only one who knows about it for now...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was shocked.. the same time happy *FINALLY*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*PANIC ATTACK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone's coming home very .... VERY...  soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a problem guys... really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh .. Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just let meeee finish this drink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;for  Ate Pam, Karla, Sparkle, Ruth, Len, Jess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't worry about it. I can manage. (I think..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113758904912263883?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113758904912263883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113758904912263883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113758904912263883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113758904912263883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/half-fool-half-empty.html' title='Half FOOL / Half Empty'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113739714978384279</id><published>2006-01-16T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" cellpadding="3" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="300"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The Picto-Personality Test&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/head-map.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;You are a person who lives in the moment and is passionate about whatever and whoever you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When alone, you appreciate being able to do nothing if you want to, and setting your own pace for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are adventurous, always up to do the most extreme things. You have a certain recklessness that makes people very attracted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future you will be wise and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: white; COLOR: black" align="middle" width="300"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=71"&gt;Take this Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Got this neat quiz from RED HEAD GLAMBOI... &lt;a href="http://www.bryantonpost.blogger.com"&gt;Bryant&lt;/a&gt; (jaraaaaan!) ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113739714978384279?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113739714978384279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113739714978384279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113739714978384279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113739714978384279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/picto-personality-test-you-are-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113662425950409277</id><published>2006-01-07T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:08.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobela Lyrics - Join The Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ngumiti kahit na napipilitan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kahit pa sinasadya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mo akong masaktan paminsan-minsan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bawat sandali na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tulad mo ba akong nahihirapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lalo't naiisip ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hindi ko na kaya pa na kalimutan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bawat sandali na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At aalis, magbabalik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At uuliting sabihin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Na mahalin, ka't sambitin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kahit muling masaktan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa pag-alis ako'y magbabalik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At sana naman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sa isang marikit na alala'y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pangitaing kayganda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sana nga'y pagbigyan na ng tadhana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bawat sandali na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sumabay sa biglang pagkabahala't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lumabis ang pagtataka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tunay na pagsintang 'di alintana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bawat sandali na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;...... &lt;em&gt;"at aaliiisssssssssssss...magbabaliiiiiiiiik"&lt;/em&gt; LSS na naman..I have heard of this song before sa RX..and I liked it a lot.. pero hindi ko pa alam ung title.. Until last week..I remembered that this was the song Master was playing when we were at the BOORATS nyu year parteee..haaay.mahal ko na talaga to. I have to get this album na talaga.. maganda rin ung LUNES and LOVE iS.. o_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113662425950409277?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113662425950409277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113662425950409277' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113662425950409277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113662425950409277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/nobela-lyrics-join-club.html' title='Nobela Lyrics - Join The Club'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113656430299070266</id><published>2006-01-07T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:07.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just the mere thought of you makes my heart crumble into tiny little pieces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113656430299070266?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113656430299070266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113656430299070266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113656430299070266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113656430299070266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-mere-thought-of-you-makes-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113656354357230678</id><published>2006-01-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:07.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*** Geeez.. Dapat tulog na ko ngayon.. pero I had to submit my report pa..Badtrip talaga pag hindi DSL. ANG BAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!! I feel sad na naman..because I caught a tiny uber little glimpse of the e-mails he sent to me... And as usual.. it makes me happy and sad at the same time. Happy because I know that we haD something special before.. and that for a moment.. (maybe only for me) what we had was real.. and SAD at the same time...because that something special before, meant nothing to him now in the present and in the future... And perhaps.. I was the only one who thought it was REAL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++ grrrrrrrrrr.. matutulog na lang nag iinarts na naman.. nanjan naman si *bleeep bleeeep* ...dun ka na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***hindi eh..OK nga sha..Pero.. walang magic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++ magic magic ka pa jan.. anong gagawin mo sa magic?nakakain ba un? bakeeeeet.. yang si *toot toot* me magic nga.. anong nangyari?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------end-----------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113656354357230678?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113656354357230678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113656354357230678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113656354357230678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113656354357230678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/geeez.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113646033121315988</id><published>2006-01-05T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:07.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Music.. Great Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/friends.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/400/friends.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="109" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/cool1.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;                                     -- I've been a Bad... BAD GIRL...--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.... Just wanted to post these pictures... Actually I did not get the look that I wanted because the pictures are on top of each other and I can't get the cute picture of me and Kat on top..buti na lang cute ung posing namin ni Bryantot! hehehe...oks na rin! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;***feeling a little bit giddy yihiiii! (thanks for the message..^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;***currently listening to: Don't Go Away by Oasis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113646033121315988?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113646033121315988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113646033121315988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113646033121315988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113646033121315988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-music-great-times.html' title='Good Music.. Great Times'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113635955587886916</id><published>2006-01-04T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:07.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~Taking a break from reading Cardio and Respi chapters from Black...wala lang... update ko lang to... Kahit na balibaliko and English.. oks lang..this is my page.. and one way of "harnessing" my writing skills.. (kung meron nga..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I need a breather.. dumudugo na utak ko.. Info overload!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Currently listening to Eheads - Sembreak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~My good friend Norie and I had a "fight".. actually it happened yesterday and it was about me making "excuses" not to go to the "gathering" today. Well.. I really wanted to go but I have my hands full doing all the school work. I have exams coming up, reports that needs to be finished, and finding infos for our thesis. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends to death but I have to focus on my studies first.. I can't be with them everytime they wanted me to be there. I feel pressured, sad and somehow guilty because they feel that I've been neglecting them as a friend..haaaaaaay... I feel like I am a bad friend... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/200/nheng.0.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                              .............................Pssst!Wag ka na magaleeet...  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~still waiting for &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~wordslikevain"&gt;Cher's&lt;/a&gt; pictures ...can't wait to see them!!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~While waiting for Cher's pictures... Shempre walang magawa..kung hindi magkalikot ng friendster.. ok.. "View Friends" -click- checking for new pictures ni jess.. may bagong testi si chou..new profile ni ghie...may shout out si JT.. and wapaaaaak! nag online pala si "manong" 5 days ago.. hmnn.. bale..4 ngaun.. minus 5 days.. e di mga 31 sha nag OL!! And still..no email for me.. nada. I was not surprised na actually... He started this "cold treatment" thing for months now.. and I dont expect him find any way of communicating with me. And honestly... It does not hurt as much as before. Maybe my heart grew numb.. or maybe it already has coped up.. siguro sabi nya (okkkeeei na.. tama na.. suko na ko...) Ok..it hurts a little sometimes.. that is unavoidable.. and that is NORMAL.. hmpf! Pero.. generally speaking.. nothing to worry about.. I am doing great. :D (wak ka na kumontraaa!!owkei?hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I JUST LOVE EHEADS... haaay.. ELY bakeeeet?bakeeet mo kelangang umalis.. buhuhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~currently listening to: (i really like this one..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;HARD TO BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I find it hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That all the pain that we are feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Has some meaning in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's so hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That everything you see is different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From the things that you've been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted life to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a little bit of love could mean so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O please don't take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But with you heaven is still close enough to touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I find it hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That someone up there is waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With arms open wide and smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's so hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When someone told me that your suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is what you get for living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted life to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a little bit of love could mean so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O please don't take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But with you heaven is still close enough to touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Because your love is still the only thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That matters in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The only thing I can believe... &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/18034101-113635955587886916?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113635955587886916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113635955587886916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113635955587886916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113635955587886916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/taking-break-from-reading-cardio-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113626760548468026</id><published>2006-01-03T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:07.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found My Favorite!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/splan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The long wait is &lt;em&gt;finally over&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/cover.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            We (me and borgy) completed the 21 stickers needed for my &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Starbucks Planner &lt;strong&gt;"Find Your Favorite"&lt;/strong&gt; (2006). Yiiipppeeeeee!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Exact date of acquisition: December 28, 2005) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/splan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/splan2.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was not easy to get this planner... my sister and I had to literally endure "&lt;em&gt;eyes-wide-open&lt;/em&gt;" nights just to get those ever so precious stickers. (hehheehe) Not to mention having big holes in our pockets for buying those tall lattes, grande espresso and venti frapps... (my.. my... those drinks were not that cheap at all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/splan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..after I laid my hands on the planner.. it was all worth it. This planner is &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/splan9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/splan9.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;much much better than the 2005 edition. (though i really liked that 2005 edition because of the envelop thingy.. but it was really too bulky!) The new edition is slimmer and more "sophisticated" in style (you can practically bring it anywhere..because it is so handy).Easier to write down things because it has lines like your regular notebook... ( with the previous edition.. my handwriting went wayward from hell into the heavens because there were no lines to guide me!!) This edition also have an address book which is nice (for easy access if I happen to forget the number of a friend..), Every month is a different flavor..GC's every month for a coffee treat for me and a friend.( We had an agreement that I can have the Planner and Ate can keep the GC's ... :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/cute.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/cute.0.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I love about Starbucks planners are the Artworks inside..I immediately fell in love with the 2005 edition because of these.. but this new edition was definitely better... the &lt;strong&gt;artworks inside are so FABULOUS&lt;/strong&gt;!! Their artwork brings an &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/splan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/splan4.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"artisan" feeling to the whole planner..I love the way they captured range of emotions that a cup of coffee can bring to a person..wether it be euphoric, nostalgic, reflections, crazy obsessions, or just plain thoughts for the day..sort of an elegant scrap book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uhmnn.. after all this craze.. I just want to make this planner really worth it. Just like the 2005 planner.. but definitely better..After all... all the things that I can't post here in my blog or anywhere in public.. I can safely entrust it to my ever reliable planner/journal/diary...Lots of things happened these past few weeks.. I am just too lazy to post it here.. (nyahehhe) Just let me gather all my wits (if any..) so I can prolly share them all to you next time....Cheers to all!!!! ^_^&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/splan8.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year to ya' all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113626760548468026?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113626760548468026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113626760548468026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113626760548468026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113626760548468026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2006/01/found-my-favorite.html' title='Found My Favorite!!!'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113515485968329202</id><published>2005-12-21T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:07.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books.. Books.. Books!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/i%20kissed%20dating.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/ang%20paborito.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/south%20of%20the%20border.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/south%20of%20the%20border.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was given to me by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=8279578"&gt;Dean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; together with the Bob Ong book. I actually picked the book I wanted and he paid for it.(Youuuu are suuuuch a great friend.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;South of the Border, West of the Sun&lt;/strong&gt; is the first Murakami novel I have read. His way of starting the story is so unique and enthralling. His way of writing is like eating Pringles.. "once you pop, you can't stop" or in this case.. once you flip the pages.. you just can't put this good book down. There is a certain magnet that is pulling the readers to his story. Maybe because of the complexity and the unbelievably realistic story he had written. I am certainly hooked to his heartbreaking prose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely an enjoyable and provocative read. And I cant wait to get my hands on his other novels... I'm saving up to buy &lt;strong&gt;Sputnik Sweetheart&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Norweigan Wood&lt;/strong&gt;. (or perhaps &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=8279578"&gt;Dean&lt;/a&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt; golden heart could hear my wishes and buy me those two books..*wink wink* just kidding! uhmnn..pero I dont mind kung bilhin mo nga talaga.. ^___^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/ang%20paborito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="278" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/ang%20paborito.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas/ (Judas' Favorite Book)&lt;/strong&gt; - SUPER ENTERTAINING. It makes you want to think, analyze and rationalize your faith and your beliefs. (hindi lang tungkol kay God ha. Pero sa marami pang bagay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;strong&gt;Norie&lt;/strong&gt;, bought this book a long time ago (PLM DAYS pa). And she was hooked with Bob Ong's work. She bought 2 more books (ABNKKBSNPLK and TIKAB DATKILAB..) I had no time kasi dati. So good timing yung bigay na book ni &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=8279578"&gt;Dean&lt;/a&gt;dean (thanks ulit.. graveeng PLUGGING na to ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing my head off when I was reading this. Man, this guy is really GOOD. Ang KULiiiiT!! nuknukan sa kuliiit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read some of the excerpts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"na master ko na ang pagpatay sa ipis.. the best ang tsinelas o hindi kaya eh nilukot na dyaryo. huwag mashadong madiin dahil baka magtalsikan ang kanilang mga innerds! higit sa favorite color, zodiac sign,motto at sagot sa "What is Love?", gusto kong makilala ang isang tao base sa kung ano ang mga bagay na katawa-tawa para sa kanya.......Ngumingiti ba siya o humahalakhak? Dinig ba sa Africa ang tawa niya? Gaano niya kabilis makuha ang isang joke? Ilang minuto nagtatagal ang ang tawa niya? Pano siya tumawa: simpleng "hehe!", gumugulong sa sahig, tumatalbog, sinisinok, lumuluha, tumatalsik an gpustiso, nakikita ang esophagus, nangingitim at hindi makahinga, o nanginginig lang ang labi habang nakatitig sa kawalan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great read indeed. 2 thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/1600/i%20kissed%20dating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/1754/320/i%20kissed%20dating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... for the finale. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=3204740"&gt;Benjamin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave me this book (SURPRISE!!!) I was caught off guard because I really did not expect this from him. (though I have heard rumors that he is quite generous plus he BRAGS about him being ULTRA RICH.. nyahahaha). And to think na lagi kaming nag aasaran.. Hmnn.. Siguro nakonsensha about what happened dun sa Rob Place..hehe(nuninuninuninu.. next time ko i share dito.) Seriously, &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=3204740"&gt;Benj&lt;/a&gt; is a good guy naman. Great Christian guy in fact. Laging nag iimpart ng "teachings" and "God's Word". (masusunog na yata ako...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished the book yet. Nasa first chapter pa lang ako. And currently working my way to breeze through the pages. Bigay ko na lang yung verdict shempre pag natapos ko na yung book. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmmnn.. I just want to thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=8279578"&gt;Dean&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=3204740"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benj&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the books. (plus ung cd na rin from benj.. graci monamu. I really liked it. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch!!! Labshuuu guys. ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113515485968329202?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113515485968329202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113515485968329202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113515485968329202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113515485968329202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2005/12/books-books-books.html' title='Books.. Books.. Books!!!!'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18034101.post-113514922699210920</id><published>2005-12-21T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:07:07.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palusot..nuninuninuninuuu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really excited to post something here in my Blog yesterday because I was in the "mood". In the mood to make something sensible to my poor ol Blogspot. I even searched for a neat picture to be posted along my article..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post was not that bad at all (or so I thought), so indeed it made me happy just to finish a post. All is well and I clicked on the orange thingy with a sign of "&lt;strong&gt;Publish Post&lt;/strong&gt;" hoping that the whole world could finally read my work, my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to my disappointment, the POST never came out. I checked on my site and the only thing that was posted there was the CUTE PICTURE I got. No sign of the article that I made. Buhuhuhuhu. I was really pissed off. I tried to think back on what I did wrong and up to now, still no clear answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is I was &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; not to know how to post a &lt;strong&gt;Post&lt;/strong&gt;. And all the hardwork for that nerve wrecking first post was gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... At least now, I have an excuse for writing such a horrible first post. hehehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blame me&lt;/strong&gt;. Bleh!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18034101-113514922699210920?l=coriex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/feeds/113514922699210920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18034101&amp;postID=113514922699210920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113514922699210920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18034101/posts/default/113514922699210920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coriex.blogspot.com/2005/12/palusotnuninuninuninuuu.html' title='Palusot..nuninuninuninuuu..'/><author><name>Corie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335285159442474435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eNBQGo5vKmc/R7Ed7vGeBfI/AAAAAAAAALA/TNF4SDEhZU8/S220/DSC00161.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
