<?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-13689930</id><updated>2012-02-13T21:32:58.010+08:00</updated><category term='second chances lyrics allegiance'/><category term='Chico and Delamar'/><category term='aljur abrenica'/><category term='dayanara torres'/><category term='antm'/><category term='wwe diva maria'/><category term='Beyonce'/><category term='bessy'/><category term='cory aquino'/><category term='Seven Deadly Sins'/><category term='my life on stage'/><category term='leighton meester 17'/><category term='Live FX Lite'/><category term='lea salonga'/><category term='The Morning Rush'/><category term='Greed'/><category term='mara clara'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='Pretty Little Liars'/><category term='meg magazine'/><category term='jane randall'/><category term='jhong hilario'/><category term='Chico Garcia'/><category term='meg ph'/><category term='Iris Photo Suite 1.2'/><category term='afls'/><category term='girl'/><category term='meg mag ph'/><category term='mom'/><category term='Lea Salonga No Sky Too Big Lyrics'/><category term='Beyonce 4'/><category term='Charmed'/><category term='Blur FX'/><category term='Anna Margarita Guarin'/><category term='100 days to heaven'/><category term='anne hathaway'/><category term='corazon aquino'/><category term='happy mother&apos;s day'/><category term='lea salonga your songs'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='second chances'/><category term='leighton meester'/><category term='girl friend'/><category term='lea salonga your songs concert'/><category term='Delle Arias'/><category term='meg face search'/><category term='allegiance'/><category term='kalinangan'/><category term='seventeen phils'/><category term='meg'/><category term='lea salonga my life on stage'/><category term='kalinangan dance company'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='meg philippines'/><category term='17 mag philippines'/><category term='17 farewell ish'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='delamar'/><category term='second chances lyrics'/><category term='president cory'/><category term='1+1'/><category term='allegiance musical'/><category term='katy perry revenge'/><category term='iPod Apps'/><category term='seventeen magazine'/><category term='bes'/><category term='bessie'/><category term='second chances by lea salonga'/><category term='Beyonce 1+1'/><category term='maria kanellis'/><category term='best friend'/><title type='text'>Confessions by JC</title><subtitle type='html'>NO sugar coating. 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Just me and my crazy life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3399026486093569277</id><published>2012-02-01T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T07:52:54.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charmed'/><title type='text'>Once a Charmed One, ALWAYS a Charmed One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.wikia.com/charmed/images/a/af/Charmedtitlelogo1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSYdXcGu7dg/Tyh92gVpY8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Cysy0ZssGRY/s320/Charmedtitlelogo1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;Since high school, Charmed has always been my favorite TV series. For one, it is the first US series iwatched wholeheartedly; and two, ifell in love with it because of the witchy stuff... Well, at least that's what ithought back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;When Charmed ended, ijust cried. I love the show so much it felt like saying goodbye to a best friend who's about to live abroad. After Charmed, i never thought id never love another show again so ibought things that would remind me of them - DVDs, books; ieven saved (and printed) the scripts from some of my favorite episodes from the show! I have been rewatching the show ever since it ended and inever get tired watching it but the longer i rewatched it, the more irealized why ilove it so much and why im so hooked with the show - because it's not just about sisters who happened to be witches, it's about family and dealing with typical family problems (while battling demons and trying to protect the innocents, of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;To be honest, i envy the Halliwells. I know they are just fictional characters, but their rapport on-screen is just soooooo believable. Even the problems they have to face (magical or normal), it amazes me how they handle them and how they stick to each other despite facing a tough situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;When mom was still alive, (iused to think that) our family is probably the perfect family our neighbors look up to. Despite all the things that happened between me and my relationship with my family, ithought that what we had can definitely be compared to the Halliwells. Unfortunately, just like when the show ended, that thought bubble popped out, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;It has been almost six years since Charmed ended and I may have found new TV series to love but I'll probably never fall in love in another show just like how ifell in love with Charmed. After all, first love never dies, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&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/13689930-3399026486093569277?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3399026486093569277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3399026486093569277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3399026486093569277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3399026486093569277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2012/02/once-charmed-one-always-charmed-one.html' title='Once a Charmed One, ALWAYS a Charmed One.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSYdXcGu7dg/Tyh92gVpY8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Cysy0ZssGRY/s72-c/Charmedtitlelogo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6748389422155128593</id><published>2011-10-23T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:34:13.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glogster.com/media/5/27/11/46/27114630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eO5j8C4vqWw/TqO0ZatUldI/AAAAAAAAANE/bVVw_BV6Jls/s320/27114630.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;What would it take for you to get even with your 'enemies?' Up to what extent can and will you do just to get the kind of revenge you want? Will you take it up online? Or would you rather let the law take over? Would you take advantage and make stories to make it seem that people are ganging up on you when you're the one who pushed yourself down to your own grave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;It's funny how people create stories just to get sympathy votes. I've been out here for quite sometime now but people still keep on blabbering shit about me, the other people, and why we did what we did. Please, can't they just shut their mouth and move on? Oh well, what can I expect? These types of people normally likes harping on the past,&lt;i&gt; pala&lt;/i&gt;. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unrealityshout.com/files/imagecache/image_460/pretty%20little%20liars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TOZyostEkI/TqO0pWW1liI/AAAAAAAAANM/TORwG-iYySE/s200/pretty+little+liars.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;It's just funny how people would say things because we're not talking back. Are you surprised we're not even saying things about you? Well, let's just say I don't care a shit about you anymore and really, what would I get anyway if I 'get back' at ya? I'm already in a happy place so don't you be pulling me back to your hell. Trust me, you wouldn't want me to start talking... with all the things I know about you and the dirt you have been carrying with you all these years? You'd probably want to start digging deeper your grave when it happens. Oh &lt;i&gt;'honey,'&lt;/i&gt; quit talking... Or you'd be sorry you ever come up with a false story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;And please, stop acting as if you're the victim because you know that you're the very reason why everything happened. Remember, you still owe me something, bitch. And don't think that I'm unaware of things; I still got eyes and ears, ya'know. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-6748389422155128593?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6748389422155128593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6748389422155128593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6748389422155128593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6748389422155128593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/10/borderline.html' title='Borderline'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eO5j8C4vqWw/TqO0ZatUldI/AAAAAAAAANE/bVVw_BV6Jls/s72-c/27114630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3124094388734748741</id><published>2011-10-08T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:05:04.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When bad comes to worse…</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yPWkgj8KkLA/TpBXtEokc8I/AAAAAAAAANA/_tnRSPDfmUI/s1600/IMG_0065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yPWkgj8KkLA/TpBXtEokc8I/AAAAAAAAANA/_tnRSPDfmUI/s320/IMG_0065.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;They sayeverything happens for a reason, but for some reason, I just don’t understandwhy BSs need to happen these past few days. After the big change that happeneda few months ago, things have been different… way different – no horriblebosses, no nosey coworkers, no absurd rules, and best of all, no STRESS. Well,maybe there’s still stress; but it’s a different kind of stress this time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;On the otherhand, fate has been pretty tough with me lately. Maybe this is my punishmentfor assuming that things will be instantly well after changing my life in just24 hours; or maybe, shit just really happens all the time. I don’t want to beoverly pessimistic as much as possible but as my 26th birthday comes close, Ifeel more and more helpless with the things that are happening right now. Iknow I should do something about it to end this shit, but honestly, I justdon’t know what to do. Although people are already telling me what are thethings that I should do but for some reason, I just couldn’t do it. Maybe I’mscared; or maybe I just don’t want to offend other people. Whatever the reasonis, I just really hope that things will be better on the 10th.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;Speaking of myforthcoming 26th birthday, I honestly don’t know what I would want to do withit. Even if I’ve already made plans with friends and cousins about it, suddenlyI don’t feel like celebrating at all. It could have been because I’m still outof budget, or maybe because there’s just no reason for celebrating it. Don'tget me wrong; I'm not at all concerned about getting old or whatever, I'm justnot at all excited with these "birthday celebrations." It could'vehave also been because when I was young, we never really celebrate ourbirthdays by coming up with a 'party'; usually, it's just going to the churchand eating out then done! Whatever, maybe tomorrow I'd be able to know what todo by then.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;So, people maywonder, what is really going on here? Well, let's just say that things are notas glamorous as I thought it would be. I may be facing a difficult time rightnow and I can’t help but wonder: &lt;i&gt;how longwill this continue? Should I just get used to it? How long will I have to waitto reach my goals?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Maybe I made a baddecision… But if I were ever given the chance to choose between staying in thissituation or go back to my old routine, I'd rather stay right where I ambecause at least here, I wouldn't have to deal with horrible bosses, noseycoworkers, absurd rules, and stressful bitches who are so full of themselvesand thinks they have all the answers. Besides, I’ve already been in thatbusiness for more than five years and didn’t receive what I deserve so why goback?&lt;/i&gt; Plus, I don't need to think about how to treat all these pimples somuch anywhere as I am already happy to where I am now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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;i&gt;When you lie&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-3124094388734748741?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3124094388734748741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3124094388734748741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3124094388734748741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3124094388734748741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-bad-comes-to-worse.html' title='When bad comes to worse…'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yPWkgj8KkLA/TpBXtEokc8I/AAAAAAAAANA/_tnRSPDfmUI/s72-c/IMG_0065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-8210080910736567254</id><published>2011-09-11T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T15:32:58.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1+1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce 1+1'/><title type='text'>1+1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0wRziaiD-RM/TmxkKM2x_FI/AAAAAAAAALY/FuT7Gp15ZkQ/s640/blogger-image-771596756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0wRziaiD-RM/TmxkKM2x_FI/AAAAAAAAALY/FuT7Gp15ZkQ/s640/blogger-image-771596756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-8210080910736567254?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8210080910736567254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=8210080910736567254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8210080910736567254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8210080910736567254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/09/11.html' title='1+1'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0wRziaiD-RM/TmxkKM2x_FI/AAAAAAAAALY/FuT7Gp15ZkQ/s72-c/blogger-image-771596756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1251797399669583581</id><published>2011-07-09T19:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:44:02.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delle Arias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Garcia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delamar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico and Delamar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Morning Rush'/><title type='text'>The Morning Rush 15th Anniversary Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://danceempress.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEJeTZA2qgw/ThhKaFNQuLI/AAAAAAAAALE/6BF7hif-aCI/s320/GEDC1249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chico and Delle while doing the Q&amp;amp;A after the 6-9am show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1H4FCqKUA/ThhKvjLnnfI/AAAAAAAAALI/xpFbrx3MLjU/s1600/DSC00129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1H4FCqKUA/ThhKvjLnnfI/AAAAAAAAALI/xpFbrx3MLjU/s320/DSC00129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is definitely one of my most favorite photos with C&amp;amp;D. Ang kulit kasi ni chico! =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqZ6EdEuPjU/ThhK8LCZLeI/AAAAAAAAALM/hMC7LGW0OzM/s1600/66692_457224768909_597768909_5374900_1731814_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqZ6EdEuPjU/ThhK8LCZLeI/AAAAAAAAALM/hMC7LGW0OzM/s320/66692_457224768909_597768909_5374900_1731814_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Rushers... and they're just SOME of the regulars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Simply put, the 15th Anniv celebration was doubly FUN. Kahit na napakaraming tao kanina at super siksikan sa CBTL, it was ok. Buti na lang it wasn't raining that hard compared last June 25th (well, at least in Emerald Av). Btw, I started taking photos nung after ng (live) show (9am)... as in ganun kasi karami yung tao to the point na hindi ako makakuha ng photos, let alone to get the camera fr my bag kasi super siksikan (at kamusta naman ang height ko, di ba? asa pa kayo!). Anyway, I'm happy and proud to be part of The Morning Rush family. I've been listening to Chico and Delle since high school and even if it's been 5years since I graduated fr college, hindi pa rin ako nagsasawa sa kapapakinig sa kanila. I've tried listening to (a rival) once, pero iba pa rin ang TMR. I guess ganun talaga pag love mo ang isang bagay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;To Chico and Delle, thank you for inspiring us every morning. There were times na naiinis ako sa kanila (esp like, two years ago), pero I keep telling myself na it wasn't me they're referring to (ihopeso). With C&amp;amp;D, I learned a lot of things. Kahit na dumating yung times na ipinagbawal sa office ang paggamit ng cellphone (even as a player), idontcare... basta ang mahalaga, makapakinig ako sa kanila. Thank you C&amp;amp;D, esp when iwent on air for the Dear Chix and Delle. You have no idea how much iloveyou guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;To the Rushers, kaka-iba kayo! Kahit na ang pe-pervert niyo (nagsalita! =p), ang sarap niyong kasama. I may have not met all of you, and kahit na sa twitter lang tayo madalas mag-usap, the best kayo. See you next EB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;To The Morning Rush, I thank God you exists. Sana nga magkatotoo yung sinabi ni Delle kanina, "see you on the 30th Anniv Celebration" (kahit imposible).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; To The Morning Rush, to Chico and Delle, and to the Rushers, HAPPY 15TH ANNIVERSARY TO ALL OF US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;xo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;jhack (aka 'danceempress')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-1251797399669583581?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1251797399669583581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1251797399669583581&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1251797399669583581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1251797399669583581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/07/morning-rush-15th-anniversary.html' title='The Morning Rush 15th Anniversary Celebration'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEJeTZA2qgw/ThhKaFNQuLI/AAAAAAAAALE/6BF7hif-aCI/s72-c/GEDC1249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4262684652988283294</id><published>2011-07-01T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T23:46:03.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 (Important) Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;The rules are simple. Just write 10 things (I would've go for the same old "20 things" pero ok na 'to) you wanted to say (without telling who is it for). So, batu-bato sa langit, ang tamaan, (siguradong magagalit) GUILTY. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wow. I’m not your best friend but I’m a much better friend than your BFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I wasn’t talking to you for nothing. I prefer not to talk to you because I don’t wanna be associated with a whore and a liar like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The reason why people leave isn’t (just) because they want change, but because you’re too blinded by your power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If you hurt my friend, I will hurt you back… literally and figuratively!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Never let your talent go to waste. If you let people take advantage on you, you will regret it. Learn from our mistakes, and don’t let a higher-up use you for their own (greedy) benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Choose who to trust. Nothing in this place is as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I trust you. So please, prove me right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Instead of wasting funds for useless things, why don’t you try saving what you’re getting everyday? We’re not an ATM, you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Honestly, I don’t know if I can trust you… but even if my mind tells me not to, a part of me says that ishould try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You hate me. I get it. But can you at lease be civil? If I only have a choice, I would NEVER want to talk to you… EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-align:justify;text-indent:-.25in; line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-4262684652988283294?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4262684652988283294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4262684652988283294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4262684652988283294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4262684652988283294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/07/10-important-things.html' title='10 (Important) Things'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7225409233643306049</id><published>2011-06-20T19:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T18:50:58.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second chances by lea salonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second chances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second chances lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allegiance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second chances lyrics allegiance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allegiance musical'/><title type='text'>Second Chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;I was trying to find&amp;nbsp;the official lyrics for this song but was not lucky to find&amp;nbsp;one, so I tried to transcribed it myself instead. Pls feel free to correct if you found any errors with the lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"Second Chances"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;by Lea Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;(a song from Allegiance, a new Broadway-bound Musical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ZUGf4Cyc7Vg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ZUGf4Cyc7Vg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;When emptiness is all there is to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;The joy that you once knew, a distant memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;When the purpose of each morning is forgotten with each night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;and it doesn't seem to matter if you give up or you fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Look again, that is when your world's about to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Nothing in life is so permanent that love can't re-arrange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Second chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Life is rich with second chances,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Second songs with second dances, second melodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;For if you've only&amp;nbsp;got one shot, if once or nothing's all you've got,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Your days would just be filled with single moments, single memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;But I believe hearts can conceive of more than one bright happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Roads may split in two you, can't go down both in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;We know and yet we still forget our paths are never so unbending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Life has given you a second chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Second chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;The world provides with second chances...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;New adventures, new romances, new responsibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;For if you're always looking back, your eyes might miss the second track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;You take no chances, seize no day, live no possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;But hearts desire, hearts afire, ablaze you grow from a single ember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Yesterday turns toward tomorrow, a brand new circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;What's past is past but it's not the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;We're not alive to just remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;When life has said to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Not a chance, but two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Life has granted you a second chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;(Video Source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/allegiancebway"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Youtube.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-7225409233643306049?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7225409233643306049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=7225409233643306049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7225409233643306049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7225409233643306049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/06/second-chances.html' title='Second Chances'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4496309011661561540</id><published>2011-06-01T19:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:19:48.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katy perry revenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mara clara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jane randall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aljur abrenica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delamar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jhong hilario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days to heaven'/><title type='text'>Brain fart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://meggurl.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s0otG3QZbDo/Tej6oCHBvnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5OVztckdUug/s320/GEDC2998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614012501185379954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I was supposed to blog about something that happened these past few days but then I decided to delete the post and ramble instead... marami kasing &lt;i&gt;chuchu&lt;/i&gt; sa tabi-tabi eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Masarap kaya yung hotdog ni Aljur?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I don't know if Monique and I are just dirty-minded but something's really wrong with this phrase. Blame it on Gaeile dahil sa kanya galing ang mga katagang 'yan. Note to self: huwag pagsasamahin ang words na &lt;b&gt;masarap, hotdog, &lt;/b&gt;and a &lt;b&gt;guy's name &lt;/b&gt;in a sentence. Baaaaaaaaaaadddd idea. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ANTM Cycle 15 Jane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I'm not a big fan of her, but it was nice that someone who wasn't even in the final 2 landed a contract with the same modeling agency the WINNER got. And it's not just some kind of modelling agency, it's IMG. Wow, di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;100 Days to Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; In fairness ha, I'm really liking this Teleserye. Maliban sa mga moral lessons na makukuha mo with watching the soap, it also makes you think, &lt;i&gt;what if you were given the chance na itama yung lahat ng mali mo?&lt;/i&gt; Plus, I like it because it's not the typical Pinoy soap na boy-meets-girl kind of story, but more like a twist on the good vs evil theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala that Delle's having a baby na. Parang kailan lang, I told her malapit na niyang ma-meet yung &lt;i&gt;the one, &lt;/i&gt;tapos ngayon she's like what, on her 2nd trimester already? Ang galing! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;End of the World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Remember May 21, 2011 'Doomsday?' We all know it was just a hoax, pero kailan nga kaya guguho ang mundo? Naalala ko tuloy yung mga recurring dreams ko last year... &lt;i&gt;it will all start after October 10, 2011. &lt;/i&gt;Ayokong magpaka-Nostradamus but these dreams that keeps coming true scares the hell out of me. First lolo, then the babies, then delle, at yung iba pa, and now, this... hay! Let's just hope that it's all &lt;i&gt;just a dream&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jhong Hilario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ABS-CBN should commend this man for his portrayal of Gary David. Nakaka-inis talaga siya, in fairness. Sarap batukan. (biruin mo, nag-TT ang Mara Clara Finales sa Twitter?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Five years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It's been five freaking years. Minsan iniisip ko kung pa'no ko nagawang makatagal dito ng limang taon. Maybe I'm really just that loyal (really that &lt;i&gt;what? &lt;/i&gt;*evilgrin*)... or maybe, I just don't have a choice. But then, maybe I do have a choice. It's just that I chose to suck it all up and try to do my best in what I do... despite knowing that it will never be reciprocated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pretty Little Liars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I really love this novel. And this was the first time I was able to finish reading 8 books in less than 3 months! Wala lang, it's fun knowing someone's secrets and up to what extent would a person do to keep someone's mouth shut. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Katy Perry Revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I really want to have this app on my iPod, but I haven't installed Jailbreak yet. Sabi ng pinsan ko dapat daw lower than Version 4.3.&lt;i&gt;something &lt;/i&gt;yung iPod bago ka mag-jailbreak. Ang masaklap, kaka-update ko lang ng iPod! Nakngtokwa naman o! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MEG, my meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I can't believe meg is 13 years old now. Naalala ko pa, nu'ng first year high school, isang hamak na reader lang ako. Then, after like, 8 years, naging intern ako, i still read meg... now, 5 years after I finished college, i still love meg. Although, sana lang enough of making &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;appear too old na. Tama na yung they cater to yuppies lang. Anyhow, i still (and will always do) love meg no matter what. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;div&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;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-4496309011661561540?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4496309011661561540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4496309011661561540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4496309011661561540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4496309011661561540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/06/brain-fart.html' title='Brain fart'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s0otG3QZbDo/Tej6oCHBvnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5OVztckdUug/s72-c/GEDC2998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-5135079225651184558</id><published>2011-05-07T23:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T23:44:13.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Remembering My Mom (Reprise)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I found this on my multiply account while I was looking for LMR photos and since it's Mother's Day tomorrow, allow me to pay a little tribute to her through this little blog (re)post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I did not make any editing with the post so forgive the grammatical errors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remembering My Mom (Reprise)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;date posted: 16 January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb9BZ9HpWGI/TcVlfPgQpkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QuGQtF0MjfY/s320/337482764rNSDWb-ph.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603996898744641090" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Almost three years ago, I wrote an article entitled &lt;i&gt;"Remembering my Mom"&lt;/i&gt; that landed a space in &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;meg magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s Think About It section. It was an article I wrote for our Feature Writing class that actually took me a week to finish the article because every time I remember what happened I would stop and cry, regretting the things that I wasn't able to do, share or show while she was still here. It was a painful story but opened many eyes. However, it was last year (2008) when I felt I miss mom the most. I don't exactly know why, but 2008 was a really heart breaking (and so far the most stressful) year for me; so much that I could only wish I can astral project to where she is right now and share things to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, even now that I'm 23, I still feel jealous whenever I see mothers and daughters together. Sometimes I even tell myself, "what if mom is still here?" and "if only she was here...” despite the fact of knowing that there is a purpose of her leaving us that early. I don't know; I just miss her terribly. There were times when I would hate my younger cousins if I see them talking shit to their moms, and I would tell myself, "You have no idea what the heck you're doing." I know I'm not the best daughter my parents ever had, but I wasn't raised to talk like that to my mom (or my dad). I just wished that those who disrespect their parents (their mom especially) will learn their lesson sooner than they think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyway, ever since she left us, everything changed... at home, within the family, especially me. After mom's death, I thought that doors will open its way for me to feel "closer" to the rest of my family but it didn't happened (or at least I think it didn't yet). Things get worse... I had many sleepless nights, falling asleep crying, or waking up in the middle of the night crying... all because I remember (or dreamed) about mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Speaking of dreams, I once dreamed about getting lost in a forest when a fine lady pointed me to the right direction.  I said "thank you so much Mie" when I was about to leave, even though I was very sure that she wasn't my own Mommy. At the time I was having second thoughts whether it was really my mom who pointed me the right path (only on a different face) or if I just see that person as a "Mom figure." It was kinda weird because whenever I see her in my dream she would barely say anything to me. Even though I wish I could talk to her even in my dreams, she just wouldn't. I wish I know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Of the six years that she's been "away" from us, life gets harder and harder everyday. Sometimes I already want to give up but her passing made me realized that I shouldn't... that somehow, she's "up there" guiding us and will not let anything bad to happen to us. And even if I wasn't as kind, open, and patience like my siblings, I think (I wish) that I somehow made her proud... not only for finishing school without any failing grades, but for following my dreams and slowly making them come to life (even if she's kinda doubting "what I want" at first).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&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/13689930-5135079225651184558?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5135079225651184558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=5135079225651184558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5135079225651184558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5135079225651184558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/05/remembering-my-mom-reprise.html' title='Remembering My Mom (Reprise)'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb9BZ9HpWGI/TcVlfPgQpkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QuGQtF0MjfY/s72-c/337482764rNSDWb-ph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4099181163128252855</id><published>2011-04-14T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T20:58:26.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ff33m_sb9z8/TabuHDhsjvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DeSAfgC-MDQ/s1600/1-PERVERT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ff33m_sb9z8/TabuHDhsjvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DeSAfgC-MDQ/s400/1-PERVERT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595421392027553522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You Are Such A Skeeze.&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;(Image Source: &lt;a href="http://adsoftheworld.com/files/images/1-PERVERT.jpg"&gt;adsoftheworld.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-4099181163128252855?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4099181163128252855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4099181163128252855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4099181163128252855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4099181163128252855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-you.html' title='For YOU!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ff33m_sb9z8/TabuHDhsjvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DeSAfgC-MDQ/s72-c/1-PERVERT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6734567320283205736</id><published>2011-04-09T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:25:13.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seven Deadly Sins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://glareusy.deviantart.com/art/Greed-173820566?q=boost%3Apopular%20in%3Aphotography%20greed&amp;amp;qo=18"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mczEdlr9Gj4/TaBqS-psQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Yu1n-p7KS4o/s400/greed.jpg" alt="greed" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593587611482211218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS REMEMBER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Greed:&lt;/span&gt; A very excessive or rapacious desire and pursuit of wealth, status, and power.&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins&lt;/a&gt;... in case you forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Image Source: &lt;a href="http://glareusy.deviantart.com/art/Greed-173820566?q=boost:popular%20in:photography%20greed&amp;amp;qo=18"&gt;Deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&lt;/span&gt;. (="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-6734567320283205736?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6734567320283205736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6734567320283205736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6734567320283205736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6734567320283205736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/04/always-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mczEdlr9Gj4/TaBqS-psQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Yu1n-p7KS4o/s72-c/greed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1873476028983807055</id><published>2011-04-08T13:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:08:14.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgChddNNjSU/TZ6X6ZNcRkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bcE6d_blO98/s1600/Ali.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgChddNNjSU/TZ6X6ZNcRkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bcE6d_blO98/s400/Ali.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593074816696206914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;--&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-1873476028983807055?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1873476028983807055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1873476028983807055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1873476028983807055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1873476028983807055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-you-lie-be-consistent.html' title=''/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgChddNNjSU/TZ6X6ZNcRkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bcE6d_blO98/s72-c/Ali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-9040416182048602933</id><published>2011-04-06T19:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T21:21:19.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i iz just sayin'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-XmoxfRS28/TZxcxnbUPaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qEnrNZS82tk/s1600/600full-pretty-little-liars-screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-XmoxfRS28/TZxcxnbUPaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qEnrNZS82tk/s320/600full-pretty-little-liars-screenshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592446844754214306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;fudntstpstlkngillstrttlkng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Image Source: &lt;a href="http://www.listal.com/"&gt;Listal.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&lt;/span&gt;. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-9040416182048602933?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/9040416182048602933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=9040416182048602933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/9040416182048602933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/9040416182048602933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-iz-just-sayin.html' title='i iz just sayin&apos;...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-XmoxfRS28/TZxcxnbUPaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qEnrNZS82tk/s72-c/600full-pretty-little-liars-screenshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1383142708894044885</id><published>2011-02-17T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:03:11.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvZi5gfUbwY/TV0cdslAIMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vRmGSGNNquI/s1600/jc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvZi5gfUbwY/TV0cdslAIMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vRmGSGNNquI/s320/jc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574643210262683842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It's like one of those days when you feel like freezing everyone who opens their mouth. It's that time of the month when you just want everyone to leave you alone. No, I'm not talking about PMS-ing or having a period. It's just one of those days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know what my responsibilities are. Even if I can't even save a peso for myself, at the end of the day I feel contented that at the very least, I get to fulfill my duties (I hope)... Plus, I get to buy a book that I can read, but that was it. No extra cash to say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"these are the fruits of my labor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'm being too kind for doing too much, or am I really just that selfish? I don't know. Every month I always think about all the things I need to do... and bills that I need to pay for. Everything. People think that it's like speaking to a tree but believe me, I'm listening. Sometimes people would also say that I'm too kind because I keep saying 'yes' to everything even if it's against my will, but I don't know why I still feel like I'm the most selfish person in the world... I don't know why and how they can make me feel like I'm the most self-centered bitch in the world. Maybe I am. But I'm trying my hardest to do everything. I work hard (maybe working too hard for the money) just so I can get a higher pay every month; still, it just doesn't seem enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I miss those times when I don't have to think about anything but myself... Times when I can save P100 on my P150 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baon&lt;/span&gt; just so I can save and watch a Lea Salonga concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Maybe, all I want to say is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"how much I'm getting is soooooo NOT enough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But what can I do? Quit? Maybe. But am I ready to start all over again? I don't know. Maybe I should just suck it all up and proceed with what I have started because this is making me look like an idiot and immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Maybe, this is the best that I can do (for now), rant and keep working... even if it's not good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&lt;/span&gt;. (="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-1383142708894044885?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1383142708894044885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1383142708894044885&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1383142708894044885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1383142708894044885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/02/rant.html' title='Rant.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvZi5gfUbwY/TV0cdslAIMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vRmGSGNNquI/s72-c/jc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1819369454754432198</id><published>2011-01-11T06:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:54:53.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris Photo Suite 1.2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live FX Lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blur FX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod Apps'/><title type='text'>The Wonders of iPod Apps...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Okay, fine. So I'm a bit addicted to photo editors available on iPod. I don't know. I love using those photo editors because it gives life to ordinary (boring, lifeless) photos. See, the secret of editing a photo using your iPod isn't whether you're using the free version or not, but how you use and utilize what you downloaded.  In this entry I'm sharing my secret as to how I'm doing all these editing to alot of my photos. I hope you'll find something useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;1. Iris Photo Suite 1.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open the photo that you will edit and start playing around its features. What I love about this particular app is a. it's FREE and b. it's got a lot of features that you can play to. Browse around its feature and find various effects that will add more like to your photo like Polarizer, Vintage, Retro, and so on. Once you've done the first part, click SAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;2. Blur FX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you're done with Iris Photo Suite, proceed to Blur FX app. Click "Edit New Photo" and find the one that you just edited using Iris Photo Suite. There you can blur the photo as blurry as you want; it's also got some added features like Vignette and filters. When you're finished, again click SAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;3. Live FX Lite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, open the photo you just edited (using Blur FX, this time). This can be a bit tricky as this is where you need to be a little more creative. What I usually do here first is add a frame (depending on what will look good on your photo). Play around with its feature like Radial Blur, Black and White Vignette, Artificial Flash I and II, Lomo and other else. One thing that also makes me fall in love with this app is that I get to save that edit to a preset, allowing me to use that preset on my next photo editing session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sample of three photos I did using the said photo editors. Hope you liked it and learned something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM83aKTXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bYRJ_olQqTU/s1600/mariak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM83aKTXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bYRJ_olQqTU/s200/mariak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693142212726130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Original Photo (Click Photo to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM9GBmokI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6yRua3uKZMA/s1600/mariak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM9GBmokI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6yRua3uKZMA/s200/mariak1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693146136257090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Edit #1: Iris Photo Suite 1.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM9aOGhHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8TccxK7qVVU/s1600/mariak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM9aOGhHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8TccxK7qVVU/s200/mariak2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693151557387378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Edit #2: Blur FX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM9xYGi4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/12l-FMiLUQY/s1600/mariak3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM9xYGi4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/12l-FMiLUQY/s200/mariak3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693157773347714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Edit #3: Live FX Lite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;(Original Image Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/OfficialMariaKanellis"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;OfficialMariaKanellis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13689930-1819369454754432198?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1819369454754432198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1819369454754432198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1819369454754432198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1819369454754432198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2011/01/wonders-of-ipod-apps.html' title='The Wonders of iPod Apps...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TSuM83aKTXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bYRJ_olQqTU/s72-c/mariak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-8200759413659819209</id><published>2010-11-17T21:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:38:24.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When too much is a bad thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TOPgR5ADZjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_snQg-1KEI0/s1600/alg_spanking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TOPgR5ADZjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_snQg-1KEI0/s320/alg_spanking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540518564559283762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); " &gt;&lt;span&gt;My sister and I never grew up with a &lt;i&gt;palo&lt;/i&gt;. It could be because we got sick the one time our dad hit us, or that they just don’t think it was the right way to discipline us. Growing up, I saw my cousins received spanks here and there, especially if they did something that’s below the belt (like swearing or cursing the adults). To tell you honestly, I think that when it comes to those things, a slight &lt;i&gt;palo &lt;/i&gt;is enough. However, as my nephew and nieces grow old, I keep asking myself, “is it ever right to hit a kid when they misbehave… even because of a slightest error?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span &gt;I personally do not believe that hitting your kid is the best way to “teach them a lesson.” I know some parents here would say I don’t have any right to say these things, that I would never know because I’m not a parent, and/or that sometimes, you just really have to… but that’s beside the point; SOMETIMES. Not every day and neither every time they failed to follow your word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); " &gt;I also wonder about how could parents tell their kids to “stop crying” or else they would hit them. I mean, how could someone keep a little boy or girl from expressing his or her feelings? They’re just kids and crying their hearts out was their only outlet to let adults know how they feel (besides throwing stuff at you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); " &gt;I may not be a parent and could be a little tough when it comes to my nephew and nieces (ok, fine, I’m a total bitch when it comes to them) but I would never lay my hands on them. They may hear me shout and exchange words with them but at least (for me); feelings get better after everything had been released. Sorry, I just don’t believe that hitting them would make any difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Kayo kaya ang lumugar sa kinalalagyan nila… hindi ba &lt;/i&gt;you guys used to curse your folks &lt;i&gt;din &lt;/i&gt;before for punishing you? Then why are you doing the same with your child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); " &gt;Truth be told, hindi matututo ang mga yan if you keep hitting them over and over. Tignan niyo, they’re even starting to hit each other now. Is that the kind of lesson you wanna instill them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); " &gt;&lt;span&gt;Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;(PS: Photo Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2010/04/14/alg_spanking.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;NYDailyNews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-8200759413659819209?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8200759413659819209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=8200759413659819209&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8200759413659819209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8200759413659819209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-too-much-is-bad-thing.html' title='When too much is a bad thing...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TOPgR5ADZjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_snQg-1KEI0/s72-c/alg_spanking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4211659218399903401</id><published>2010-11-12T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:43:41.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>When Heartbreak was the hardest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weheartit.com/entry/4851268"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TN1lRg9HsSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FuITMiBzpng/s320/2qajktz_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538694468314050850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;It's one thing to break up with your special someone, but it's even harder to breakup with a friend. Why does it hurt so much than losing a boyfriend or a girlfriend?... Because we rarely experience it, unlike that of a romantic relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I've had fall outs with (best) friends before... fall outs that led to years of not communicating, changing cliques, and even bashing each other over the internet. It wasn't easy you know... knowing that that person probably knows where to hit you. But what hurts more was the fact that the FRIENDSHIP is over... or you think is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I'm not good at handling this thing. I hate having a fall out with a friend... especially if they're that important for me. It just hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;It all started when I found out that she is having an "affair" over the internet with someone she met over a Social Networking site. Don't get me wrong, I actually don't think there's anything wrong with that; it just pissed me off when our comments started to get deleted that led her to blocking us off even on her wall. I was like, what's up with you? So I started to recall everything that's happened in the past and made me think, Is it just us or does she really NOT care about our so-called "friendship?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I keep assuring the others to give her a chance... because I know her. She's my baby and I want to be there for her. But these past few weeks, it just felt like I (we) wasn't a part of her life. So I take it on her. I took it on Facebook... on Twitter... anywhere I could relay my wrath to her but still, no word from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Then one day she sent me a private message saying how "sorry" she was for everything that happened. I actually believed that she could've finally come to her senses, but I was wrong. I tried to fight for (our friendship)... really, I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;About a week or two prior to my birthday, I emailed everyone that I wanted to meet up a week after my birthday. Again, she said she's not sure because work caught up with her. Why is it that when it comes to "us," our 'date' always has to sacrifice? I got pissed... I got extremely pissed; not just because she is going to miss my birthday celebration, but it's been TWO years that she is going to miss my birthday celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I know my taking it on Facebook is very childish, or bitchy, or whatever you wanna call it but, it just pains me. I tried everything to give her a chance to fix things... PM, Wall posts, blogs, texts (Yes, I did text you), but I NEVER got an answer... or an effort that she really meant what she said. I hate it when people say one thing and do another. It's just bullshit! So I decided to do exactly the same things she is doing to us - block her off my wall. I'm sorry, but YOU really did hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I don't wanna do this, but I'm already really tired of being the only one who cared about saving whatever is left of this relationship. I'm so sorry, but like I said, I can't wait for you forever. You hurt me too much already so bye... at least for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MizeegN0vzY" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13689930-4211659218399903401?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4211659218399903401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4211659218399903401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4211659218399903401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4211659218399903401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-heartbreak-was-hardest.html' title='When Heartbreak was the hardest...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TN1lRg9HsSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FuITMiBzpng/s72-c/2qajktz_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7018673701667522180</id><published>2010-10-22T23:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:52:00.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maria kanellis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dayanara torres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anne hathaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wwe diva maria'/><title type='text'>How Do I Look???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Tonight, on my way home, a stranger went up to me and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; "&gt;"Te, foreigner ka?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; "&gt; I looked at him with my brows raised then proceed walking... What's up with that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I know what I did was a bit bitchy (or rude) but it made me wonder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;do I really looked like a foreigner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; When I was young, my grandma's sister used to call me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nagaraya"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; because people said I looked like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Dayanara Torres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;. I think it was when I cut my hair short that people started to say (or so they think) that I looked like her. It never really occurred to me about my resemblance with her until I grew up but I thought, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;and so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Now, as I was growing up (old),  people said I look like either &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Anne Hathaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; or (former WWE Diva) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Maria Kanellis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;. Honestly, I really don't see what people see in me (or them) and they are saying those things but I think it's really flattering. I'm just happy that who I am being compared with are beautiful women... hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;No, but really... I guess all I wanna say is, it really flatters me when people say I look like the former Miss Universe, Princess Mia or a former WWE Diva. But then again, at the end of the day, all I really want is to look no one but ME. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG0k6yWrfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MzafQ2UfNKI/s1600/MariaK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG0k6yWrfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MzafQ2UfNKI/s200/MariaK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530900363736428018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Maria Kanellis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;former WWE Diva)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG0kvRgHQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pTX2639jx_Q/s1600/Dayanara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG0kvRgHQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pTX2639jx_Q/s200/Dayanara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530900360645844226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;(Dayanara Torres, Miss Universe '93)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG0kNJzOII/AAAAAAAAAHE/C3cWFqOUszs/s1600/Anne_Hathaway%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG0kNJzOII/AAAAAAAAAHE/C3cWFqOUszs/s200/Anne_Hathaway%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530900351486736514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;(Anne Hathaway, Actress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG2d6Yi4eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ehzhlo56h4o/s1600/jc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG2d6Yi4eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ehzhlo56h4o/s200/jc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530902442392347106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;(Jhack Telan... wala lang! =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queck&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-7018673701667522180?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7018673701667522180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=7018673701667522180&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7018673701667522180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7018673701667522180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-do-i-look.html' title='How Do I Look???'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TMG0k6yWrfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MzafQ2UfNKI/s72-c/MariaK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-5433582773170054141</id><published>2010-09-24T21:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:00:15.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Playing: Wouldn't Change A Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I'm not a big fan of Camp Rock (despite seeing it for more than 10x na ata) but I have to admit, there were several songs in the film that just hit me straight in the heart. Like this song I'm going to share with all of you. I don't know why I like the song, but there's definitely something in it that makes me go, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;"i know, right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;So here it is; just listen to the song and feel its lyrics. You'll love it too, I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Wouldn't Change A Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Performed by: &lt;span&gt;Demi Lovato and Joe Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;OST &lt;span&gt;Camp Rock 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="30"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://static.4shared.com/flash/player.swf" flashvars="skin=http://images.mp3raid.com/skin.swf&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fdc147.4shared.com%2Fimg%2F338929077%2Fa1ea9b17%2Fdlink__2Fdownload_2FmdKsVEXM_3Ftsid_3D20101023-060520-c9efcff4%2Fpreview.mp3" width="320" height="30"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi: It's like he doesn't hear a word I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;His mind is somewhere far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I don't know how to get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi: And it's like all he wants is to chill out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: She's always serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi:Make me wanna pull all my hair out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: She's always in a rush uninterrupted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi:Like he doesn't even care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: Like she doesn't even care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi: You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Both: Were face to face but we don't see eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like fire and rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You can drive me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I can't stay mad at you for anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were venus and mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were like different stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your the harmony to every song I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I wouldn't change a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: She's always trying to save the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just wanna let the music play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;She's all or nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But my feeling never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: I try to read her mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi: Why does he try to read my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: She tries to pick a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi: Like I'm being physcoanaylized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: To get attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Both: That's what all of my friends say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi: You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Both: Were face to face but we don't see eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like fire and rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You can drive me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I can't stay mad at you for anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were venus and mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were like different stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your the harmony to every song I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I wouldn't change a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joe: When I'm yes she's no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demi: When I hold on he just lets go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Both: Were perfectly imperfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;but I wouldn't change a thing, No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like fire and rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You can drive me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I can't stay mad at you for anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were venus and mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were like different stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your the harmony to every song I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I wouldn't change a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I cant stay mad at you for anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were venus and mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were like different stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your the harmony to every song I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I wouldn't change a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Wouldn't change a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;(Sources: Lyrics -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/camprock2thefinaljam/iwouldntchangeathing.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;STLYRICS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;, mp3 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.mp3raid.com/search/download-mp3/20200762/camp_rock_2_wouldnt_change_a_thing.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;MP3Raid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13689930-5433582773170054141?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5433582773170054141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=5433582773170054141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5433582773170054141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5433582773170054141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-playing-wouldnt-change-thing.html' title='Now Playing: Wouldn&apos;t Change A Thing'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-8769398102499147448</id><published>2010-09-04T20:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:01:25.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up... From Two Years Ago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wrote this two years ago but I had forgotten to finish this entry because... I don't know. This entry was actually for my Multiply account. And since I've already forgotten about (updating) my account, and it's been almost two years, I decided, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"what the hell, I'm gonna publish it now before the (second) year ends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twitter.com/danceempress/" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TIJEaTOJGXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/w-ICMQ1FXFY/s200/39498_415218309299_647424299_4686591_2100253_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513044112481786226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"Catching Up..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 17 December 2008&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey y'all! It's been quite a while since I last updated this space and I am just happy I'm able to do this today. A lot of th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;ings have happened since my last post and as I stated in my previous post, I miss Multiply... A LOT! I really miss blogging in here, reading out my friends' blogs and looking through photos, and just catching up with friends. So friends, are you ready to catch up? (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Charmed, Charmed and more Charmed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Right now my eyes kinda sore from staying too long in front of the computer doing my work, watching The Hills, and answering endless Charmed trivia questions on Facebook. Nevertheless, I am enjoying what I do and I aim to do this for as long as I can, so lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;ng as my client is happy with my outputs. Of course, I would not stop answering Charmed trivia’s as well; even if it doesn't seem like the questions have no end. Actually, I'm kinda pissed off coz I can't have my supposedly daily marathon every night. My portable DVD player got busted and it would take a month before I can use it again (I had it fixed in the auto center). What makes it worse is that the discs wouldn't play in the other player as well and obviously, I can't use my cousin's player everyday. (I'm actually thinking of just buying a new DVD player, not the portable, just so I can watch it again... yaman! =p)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Christmas Rush:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; As I am writing this I wasn't done with my Christmas shopping yet. Actually, I still have a few gifts to buy and of course, I still have to buy myself a gift. I was supposed to purchase an iPod Radio Remote for myself as a Christmas present but after reading the reviews from apple.com, I am now having a second thought whether I should still buy it or not. I mean, I don't wanna waste P2,500 if it's gonna get broke in less than 1 year... that would really, really suck! I think I will just buy myself an mp4 or a new phone with a built-in FM in it.. Oh well, that's for me to decide tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hit Her Baby One More Time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; A few nights ago, I heard my niece crying out loud after she got screamed by her mom. I went outside my room to check and when I get to the living room, I found out that my niece "accidentally" inserted her finger on the electric fan. I checked her finger (to see if it's bleeding) and it's almost limping, but when my brother came rushing, he asked what happened and instantly *slapped my niece. I was shocked seeing my brother do that to my three year old niece so I just left them and go back to my room. When I had gone back to my room I felt kinda pissed off; I mean, how could he do that to that little kid?! I mean, ok, she's done something bad... I'm not in the position to tell them what to and what not to do but come on, have mercy on that kid! My niece knocked at my door and when I opened it, she came to me sobbing. I felt so annoyed and however I tried to comfort her, I could feel that she's hurt deep inside. I feel helpless that I didn't do anything to stop him from doing that, but at the same time, I don't wanna mind them coz all I care at that time was my niece. I know how she feels coz I too have been hit by my dad once... It was that one and only time that he hit me and my sister. I remember he and mom fought after that, because we got sick after he hit me and my sister. It was just one time but it stucked in my head... I may have forgotten why did he hit us, but I've never forgotten the pain he's caused us. I just wish that they can feel the pain whenever they hit the kids.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;In My Astral Self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; It's been weeks since I started using my YM status message "still on my astral self..." I can't really say what is up with that status, but in the past few weeks, I feel like a part of me is missing. Although I'm not sure which part, it's like something in me needs rebooting. Sometimes I find myself laughing so hard because of a top ten entry, and then one second my emotion shifts and I'm like so mad at the world. I guess I'm just really naturally weird. What a retard! =p&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;JC Like LC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; I had a conversation with Angel like two or three Saturdays ago and we actually talked about a lot of things from her driving lessons, to all the bills I need to pay, to bitches in her school, chris brown and attending concerts, to MEG Magazine, Seventeen and The Hills. I found out that we both liked The Hills, and she told me that LC reminded her of me. I asked her why and she said that it's because LC works for a magazine, and then with the "losing your friend thing", I thought, "hmmm, yeah, maybe we are the same in that part of life." I was delighted that we can actually chat even with different emails (she using Prodigy.net and I'm using Yahoomail) so we talked over the IM for like 2 or 3 hours (two hours with her, 1 hour with her mom). And since I can't catch the airing of the show on TV, I decided to just go back to watching The Hills online. It was fun, and it fills up my two hour break (before 5pm).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Net Net Mo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Have you ever been in a situation where you have so much work to do when all of a sudden, the internet connection was cut? You waited for a few minutes for the connection to come back but it seemed like there is no way it's gonna come back anymore. The worst part is, the Internet is the only way you can do your work. Sucks so much, eh? Well, I'm exactly in that position at this very moment. It's been an hour since the internet connection got busted and an hour and two minutes passed, there's still no sign of the connection coming back. I hate this part because I have A LOT to do today because it's a new task and I'm already sucking at it with having a VERY low output. Yesterday I was having a hard time thinking of my "wish list" for the exchange gift but now, I know exactly what to say... "A 'Leader' who can fix the internet connection like SHE does." So much of Useless Leaders!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Nine Mornings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Last Monday, the Simbang Gabi started at 9pm in our Kawan mass and as usual, I decided to attend Simbang Gabi again. During the first night, Father Jun asked the people, "Bakit ka nagsi-Simbang Gabi? Is it because it's a tradition and you just feel like it's appropriate to follow this tradition? Or is it because you have a wish that you want to come true and attending the Simbang Gabi will serve as your novena? Or is it because the mass is happening near your place and you feel the need to attend?" With those questions I started asking myself as to why I'm there. When my mom was still alive, I used to join her in attending all those nine Simbang Gabi. I always come with her because I always find Simbang Gabi fun (in our parish, Simbang Gabi has a lot of gimiks). However, when mom passed away, I started realizing that Simbang Gabi isn't just about having fun because of the songs and the gimiks Father Jun share with the people... it's not just about completing nine nights just to make your wishes come true, and not even because the mass is happening in our place. For me, Simbang Gabi are the perfect time to thank Him for all the blessings that He's given- good or bad; it's about thanking Him that in spite of all the challenges we have to face, we're still here... alive and kicking. It's been two days since it started and so far, I've attended two masses already and is planning to complete all the nine nights again... just like how my mom used to.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Catching Bad, er, Good Dreams:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; While I was buying gifts for Christmas last weekend, I chanced upon a medium-sized dream catcher in Kulturang Pilipino. Although I know what the real purpose of dream catcher is, I don't really believe in what it really does but since it's so cheap, I decided to buy one for myself. I hang it above my headrest, hoping to have good dreams but instead, I got not so good dreams. I've been having weird dreams lately... more like tragic dreams. Last night, I dreamed that GMA-Kamuning station (MRT) had a fire which started with an explosion. The weird thing is that our office (in the dream) is located a few buildings from where it happened. I know that because the building receptionist called our office, telling everyone to evacuate the building because it may get on fire as well (the fire in the Kamuning station was THAT huge it may reach our building). I remember getting kinda shocked by the news because prior to the explosion, I was supposed to ride the MRT and go somewhere... what's more alarming though is that I am completely aware that someone I know was in the train when the explosion happened. We weren't that close but I know her and she works there too (PS: I hope it was one of 'em bitches but no :s). I have some more bad, weird dreams but I'm not gonna elaborate all of them anymore.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;MEGgurls Forever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; A few months (if I remembered it right) ago Nica told me that Ana and Anette will be featured in Friendster Of The Month. I know it takes a few months to prepare for a particular issue, but I never realized it will be published this soon. When I saw the page in this month's issue, I felt happy because they used our picture with Beauty Ed Kim Reyes and Nica. I was also surprised to see my face (along with Ana and Anette, of course) in the Shindig page, taken during the 10th Anniv party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;There ya go folks. I know it's too late to even post this 'update' but so what, right? At least I was able to publish it... even if it's two years late. (Just you wait for the next set of 'Catching Ups', I'm writing it now! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &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 style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Btw, the photo above was fr two months ago... at least it's pretty recent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. 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From Two Years Ago!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TIJEaTOJGXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/w-ICMQ1FXFY/s72-c/39498_415218309299_647424299_4686591_2100253_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-750888036628723903</id><published>2010-08-31T17:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:02:52.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charmed'/><title type='text'>Charmed, Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;I know it's been yearssssssss since Charmed ended but since I wasn't able to add these Qs in the Charmed Trivia on Facebook, why not post 'em here and see if anyone can answer the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;1. How many times was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;"Prue"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; mentioned in the episode Sympathy for Demon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. 5x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. 10x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. 8x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;d. never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;2. What spell is this for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;"Moments lost make witches wonder, warlocks plot or demons plunder, if this is not a prank, help us to fill in the blanks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; (Hint: "Forget Me Not" ep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. spell to fill in the blanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. memory spell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. erase the memory spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;d. there's no such spell that exists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;3. In Forget Me Not, what is the one and only reason why Chris came from the future? (as said by Leo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. to protect Wyatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. to save Paige from the Titans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. to become the Charmed One's new whitelighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;4. In the episode Forget Me... Not, what is Piper referring to when she said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;"Secondly, it is my fault because I'm the one that plopped Wyatt in front of the ___?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. Book of Shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. Electronic Babysitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;d. None of the above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;5. In "Crimes and Witch Deameanors" (Season 6), Pheobe was stripped off her powers; to which episode in Season 7 was she able to gain her power of Premonition back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. Styx Feet Under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. Cheaper By The Coven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. A Call To Arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;d. Someone to Witch Over Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;6. In the episode "Charrrmed", who did Agent Kyle Brody said he wasn't after?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. the Halliwell Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. Inspector Sheridan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. Darryl Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;d. Adult Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;7. In the episode "Charrrmed," what did Agent Brody told Inspector Sheridan when he stopped her from busting Piper and Phoebe at the museum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. "I don't want to catch them stealing.  I want to bust them at home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. "I don't want to catch them robbing the museum.  I want to catch them using magic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. "I don't want to catch them killing.  I want to catch them using their powers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;d. "I don't want to catch them stealing.  I want to catch them using magic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;8. In Charmaggedon, what did Phoebe replied when Piper asked her why did the Avatars took Leo away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. "Because Leo caused conflict."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. "Because the Avatars found out that Leo is working with Zankou."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. "Because Leo allowed the Avatars to kill him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;d. "Because Leo betrayed the Avatars."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;9. True or False: There were NO spells casted on the Episode "Charmaggedon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. False&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;10. According to Paige, what is the "loophole" the Avatars "forgot" to tell them all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;a. that they we're going to "remove" people in order to maintain Utopia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;b. that Demons are still going to kill innocents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;c. that they are still going to fight demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;d. that they will "kill" Leo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Answers soon. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-750888036628723903?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/750888036628723903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=750888036628723903&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/750888036628723903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/750888036628723903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/charmed-are-you.html' title='Charmed, Are You?'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-8961597748136699277</id><published>2010-08-30T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:37:44.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wannabe's, LEARN FROM THIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few years ago, I had an argument with a *former best friend* regarding a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;*lie*&lt;/span&gt; that she posted on her profile about a little detail regarding &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It was just a tiny lie but as an (former) intern and contributing writer, I had to step up and correct the said testimonial. It was one of the things that caused our friendship to be over but I just thought I should do the "right" thing. However, I'm not gonna spill the details here as to what happened but hearing a new scam affecting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Magazine's image irked me to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I said anything, watch this video first:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9-UUcR1MXi0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9-UUcR1MXi0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry, but what kind of girl would believe that &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which is a TEEN Magazine, *requires* a "model wannabe" to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. send photos wearing only your undies, 2. strip off your clothes in front of the web cam, and 3. pay 5,000 pesos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; First of all, &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; does NOT require models to pay, strip off or even send photos in your panties and bra - whether personally or through e-mail. Also, agents does NOT seek payment for new models. Only modeling academies ask for payment but NEVER agents who are looking for new models. In addition, whenever &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look for new models, they either asked them to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; office or well, take the &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG Face Search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please, I know how "making you famous" can be very tempting but model wannabe's, especially young girls, should know about the business first before jumping into something you'd regret for the rest of your life. This man doesn't even *look* like a handler or a talent agent. And the gull to say he knows (EIC) Peewee Reyes-Isidro! (Grrrrrr!) I'm glad someone stepped up and reported this scam. He deserved to be in jail. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, as for girls who dreams to be a "model," see what a pretty little lie can do to a wannabe? Next time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;be a little WISER&lt;/span&gt;, girls. And one helpful tip when it comes to things like this? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GOOGLE Searching HELPS. A LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: If you wanna see the whole video, go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bit.ly/bKMOfE"&gt;http://bit.ly/bKMOfE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Video Credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/bleezyrica3"&gt;bleezyrica3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-8961597748136699277?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8961597748136699277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=8961597748136699277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8961597748136699277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8961597748136699277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/wannabes-learn-from-this.html' title='Wannabe&apos;s, LEARN FROM THIS!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1654330650559992469</id><published>2010-05-25T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:29:47.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21.May.2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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To find the pants that would show your assets, or the boyfriend or girlfriend you can call your “one and only?” Looking for new employees is just like that; but what if you were told to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“lower your standards?”&lt;/span&gt; What does that exactly mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have been told to screen applicants who are vying for the vacant position. I did as I was told and decided to fail applicants who simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“just can’t follow instructions.”&lt;/span&gt; There are many of them and batch after batch I keep failing people simply because they did not do what I told them so. After passing 5 out of 13 applicants, my supervisor came to me and advised me to lower my standards when choosing which applicants to pass or fail. The very thought made me think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“Is there something wrong with the way I handle the examination process? Am I really that strict and high maintenance that my judgment is sort of becoming a deal now?”&lt;/span&gt; Such thoughts suddenly made me doubt my knowledge and skills regarding the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know I’m not the best one out there and am fully aware of all the mistakes and small rules I am breaking but, are we really willing to take the risk again and accept people just to fast-track the process? Have we not learned from all the mistakes that we have done before? Is quantity really that important over quality? How can we find the best of the best if we accept people who won’t be an asset anyway? This isn’t a social networking site where you can add people even if you don’t know them personally. I love my job and I don’t have any complaints about it but, I don’t think it’s my fault anymore if they don’t wanna push through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Someone enlighten me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Btw, just so everyone knows, and just to make it clear and avoid confusions, misinterpretations and rumors, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t have any bad blood about anyone and/or anything&lt;/span&gt;, ok? I just really want to let this out. Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;xo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;queck &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&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/13689930-1654330650559992469?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1654330650559992469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1654330650559992469&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1654330650559992469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1654330650559992469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/05/21may2010.html' title='21.May.2010.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6761726242041914078</id><published>2010-05-08T12:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T21:20:41.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afls'/><title type='text'>LEAology 101: 10 Things Every Lealista Should Know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afleasalonga.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/S-TuQiMwBOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qlJYUh5MtS4/s320/IMG_0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468757815360226530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ok, we get it. You adore her... but are you sure you're behaving  properly? Well, here are the Top 10 things every LS fans SHOULD keep in mind. Gathered by fans, written for LS fans around the globe. ;)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Whatever you say or do, expect less.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Masama yung masyadong  assuming (na magre-reply siya sa'yo sa lahat ng DM/PM mo sa kanya). But don't worry, I'm sure she reads our messages so don't get disheartened when she fails to reply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Privacy Matters... A Lot!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Sure, every fan wants to know what is  going on in her life, pero wag naman sanang over the top ang  pag-iimbestiga mo to the point na stalker-ish na ang dating.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Don't be too pushy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Especially when asking for a photo with  her or an autograph. NEVER ask for a signature or photo op (esp) while  she's eating. Ayaw ni Manang ng makulit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Avoid Name-Dropping.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Just because you're something of someone  doesn't mean she'll go and have a conversation with you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;R.E.S.P.E.C.T.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; For me, this is probably the best thing any fan  could give her (or anyone you idolize for that matter). During meet and  greet, when her Mom says "bukas na lang", just respect her decision.  True, we don't get to see her everyday, but doesn't it feel good when  you show some respect to her? Yes, we rarely get responses from her, but  always remember that even if she does not reply to any of our post, DM  or PM, she's always reading each and every single comment so, act  accordingly... and just be yourself. (=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Make sure you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;smell nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; before you approach Manang for a photo opt or a  signature.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;NEVER publish in a public blog a copy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(like a screen cap) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;of privileged  communication with Lea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;If by chance you see Lea before any of her shows, especially at or  before rehearsals, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please keep your distance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; She prepares for her shows  seriously and would prefer for a fan to wait until after the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;LEA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;LEAH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;You're a fan, you should know this by now. (=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;NEVER use Lea's photo as your profile pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Remember what her then-friendster profile said before, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;put up your own photo, maganda ka naman  siguro, noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-6761726242041914078?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6761726242041914078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6761726242041914078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6761726242041914078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6761726242041914078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/05/leaology-101-10-things-every-lealista.html' title='LEAology 101: 10 Things Every Lealista Should Know.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/S-TuQiMwBOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qlJYUh5MtS4/s72-c/IMG_0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6144735525255632749</id><published>2010-03-28T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:20:04.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03.28.06.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/S68tgXO5CZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IcGBzKr030U/s1600/scan0002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/S68tgXO5CZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IcGBzKr030U/s320/scan0002.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453627707784497554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;28 March 2006: Today marks my 4th year as an AB Mass Comm grad. I can still remember the day of my graduation; it was the day I almost miss my graduation march because I was a bit late. Boo. Blame it on the traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being late and graduation day, it was so fitting because when I graduated from prep, I was awarded "Most Panctual." And now that I'm working, I have been receiving the "Best in Attendance" award... for two years now. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to admit that when I was still a student I wasn't the brightest in class (but I'm [one of] the bff of the brightest in our batch =p). Since we were young, our parents never obliged us to always be on top. It was never a rule at home that we have to be in the honor roll. Heck, I wasn't even in the top 5 or 10 in class during elementary years! But it was ok (or so I think), because our folks stayed behind our backs all the time. Yes, our mom let us study our lessons ourselves, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't care how we are doing in class. It actually taught me how to value school more (although for me, minor subjects are the most boring subjects EVER; I'd rather re-take all my major subjects than taking one minor subject in one sem =p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my college year started, my whole life totally changed. Aside from the fact that mom passed away during my sophomore year, it was also during college where I found real, loving and loyal friends. I am so grateful that we stayed with each other for four years, despite all challenges that we need to go through. It was also during college when I realized how much I really wanted to be part of the meg family. Ever since we had our Magazine Documentation, I vowed myself that I do anything to make that dream come true. Luckily, I was able to do so. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, whenever I take a look at my old notebooks, photocopies, notes, and transcript of records, I know I somehow did a good job in school. I may not be in the top 10, but I think I did the best that I could. Thanks to my mom for not pressuring me to always make sure I was number one in class. (I'll leave that number one spot to Lazelle.) (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to thank my professors and teachers for doing such a wonderful job in teaching me one of the most valuable lessons in life; "When you really want something, you don't just sit there and do nothing for success can only be achieved if you make way to reach those goals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo,&lt;br /&gt;queck (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;When you lie&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Be Consistent&lt;/b&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/13689930-6144735525255632749?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6144735525255632749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6144735525255632749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6144735525255632749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6144735525255632749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/03/032806.html' title='03.28.06.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/S68tgXO5CZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IcGBzKr030U/s72-c/scan0002.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3961814049861321376</id><published>2010-01-29T15:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T14:46:29.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga my life on stage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life on stage'/><title type='text'>It's In The Genes (Lyrics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a year I finally get to post the lyrics of this wonderful song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually had this a year ago but I just wasn't able to post the lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also attached a video of the song (fr Youtube) for those who want to hear and see THE Lea Salonga sing this song. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oK6WxEYQzbA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oK6WxEYQzbA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's In the Genes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Performed By: Lea Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lyrics: Freddie Santos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Ria Osorio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in the genes, I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in the genes, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in the genes, they compel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to know exactly where you want to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in the genes, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in the genes, no choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in the genes, whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whether kicking up, or acting out, or tuning in your voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe who knows there could have been other choices if I had a different DNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then again though, looking at all other choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every single one just pointed me this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So now I'm here, as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And what a life it's been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On center stage, not just the hallways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It goes whatever stage of life I'm in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a little girl, an awkward teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A singing actress in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone in love, a wife and mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How good to know where it all comes from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in the genes, that says it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's on the perfect page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this whole life, God Bless It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will always find it's life on center stage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank Goodness for Genetics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On stage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Video Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/OfficialWhyRock722"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OfficialWhyRock722&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, Be Consistent. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13689930-3961814049861321376?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3961814049861321376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3961814049861321376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3961814049861321376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3961814049861321376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-in-genes-lyrics.html' title='It&apos;s In The Genes (Lyrics)'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4862965674593797026</id><published>2010-01-21T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:54:40.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga your songs concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga your songs'/><title type='text'>ay, may blogger pala ako! =p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why hello there peeps! i haven't been here since ages so i just wanted to say hello and what's up. i was soooo hooked up with multiply, facebook, twitter and tumblr i didn't realized that my last post was last 2008 pa! omg, has it really been that long???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, it's really fun re-living memories... i miss school, i miss meg and abs-cbn internships, i miss my friends, but most especially, i miss my mom. a lot of things have changed since the last time i updated my blog; some good, some bad... but at the end of the day, i'm still thankful that i have the people i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and oh btw, i watched lea salonga: your songs last december with my afls friends. it was definitely (one of) the best concert in the philippine history (if not in the entire world). i had lots of fun (although i didn't get to have a picture taken w/her during the second night coz me and abei had to rush to our company christmas party). nevertheless, i'd have to say that it was a really wicked concert. it's like lea salonga like you've never heard her before. just wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;speaking of which, the lys telecast will be on january 23rd and 24th at 6:30pm on Net 25. be sure to mark your calendars and don't miss this amazing show. i'm telling you, you're not gonna regret spending time watching this HD concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ciao! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"When you lie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &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/13689930-4862965674593797026?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4862965674593797026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4862965674593797026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4862965674593797026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4862965674593797026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='ay, may blogger pala ako! =p'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7033171013025333548</id><published>2009-09-05T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:19:30.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg face search'/><title type='text'>MEG FACE SEARCH IS BAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;It's officially back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; " &gt;MEG magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; is inviting all stunning, fun-loving and pretty MEGgurls aged 18-24 and who have NOT appeared in ANY commercials, TV shows, movies &amp;amp; print ads, go visit the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; " href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MEG Grand Go-See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; on the following dates and venues, starting TOMORROW, Sept. 5th! Check out the attached image for the exact dates and venues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TU5YiN9i9UI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kK8BRhkZR4I/s200/MFS09NewsOnM.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 200px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570487133990483266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Special thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;megmagph@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; for allowing me to repost the photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;For more details, please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; " &gt;http://meggurl.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&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/13689930-7033171013025333548?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7033171013025333548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=7033171013025333548&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7033171013025333548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7033171013025333548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/09/meg-face-search-is-baaaaaaacccccckkkkkk.html' title='MEG FACE SEARCH IS BAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TU5YiN9i9UI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kK8BRhkZR4I/s72-c/MFS09NewsOnM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3242450981586840963</id><published>2009-08-27T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:04:05.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Sorry, I Could Not Resist Eh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://littlejc.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SpYTPPbcSLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KPo9dw3fY_M/s320/tumblr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374504357873862834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A few twittering months ago I saw Sidney posts tumblr updates on twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I checked her posts and thought that tumblr was just another twitter wannabe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, though, while I was tasked to something blog related, I come across this website called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tumblr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked it out and upon signing up (not mine, ok) I did a little searching inside the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It was fun to use pala.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could post texts, photos, quotes, videos...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in one go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But then, I thought.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"I must resist myself from signing up."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ang hirap kasi mag-maintain ng maraming accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;At kung mags-sign up na naman ako for another account,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;super dami na ng accounts ko online.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this morning, while I'm doing tumblr again...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di na'ko naka-tiis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I signed up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did kasi there were some features na wala (pa) ang Twitter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I could say that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I still love Twitter&lt;/span&gt; very much;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess tumblr will be another site that I will really enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So if you even care to check out, see my account at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://littlejc.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;http://littlejc.tumblr.com/&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;There.&lt;br /&gt;I've said it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So goodluck sa'ken di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When you lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-3242450981586840963?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3242450981586840963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3242450981586840963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3242450981586840963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3242450981586840963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-i-could-not-resist-eh.html' title='Sorry, I Could Not Resist Eh!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SpYTPPbcSLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KPo9dw3fY_M/s72-c/tumblr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-5634600114025673041</id><published>2009-08-09T02:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:52:57.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corazon aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cory aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president cory'/><title type='text'>For the Philippines' Mother of Democracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know it's been a week since former President Cory Aquino died and this blog entry may be a little too late but I think it's better late than never. I've been thinking about posting a message at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://coryaquino.abs-cbnnews.com/guestbook/"&gt;Salamat President Cory website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; but every time I log on to the site I can't seem to find the right words to say. So after watching the burial I decided to write an entry regarding her death but I was able to finish two days after she was laid to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So now, exactly nine days since she passed away, I finally decided to post the entry I was able to finish last Friday. This is an open letter for everyone who loves former President Cory - her supporters, loved ones, and every Filipino around the globe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.jhacktelan.multiply.com/image/X3OMkZAlHEYmES6gkYr4bQ/photos/1M/300x300/2299/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg?et=92QOUty9bZhKPO9uaA2y9w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;While most of the Filipinos cried because of the loss of a great President, I, together with my family weep for a different reason. Six years ago, our own mom passed away of colon cancer and when I heard that former President Cory Aquino contracted the disease as well, I can't help but felt sad. I prayed to the Lord to give former President more years to spend with her family, although deep inside I kind of felt that Him granting my prayer is no guarantee.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;When we discovered that our own mom had a colon cancer, we tried our best, prayed harder just to beg God to heal her and extend her life. We visited different churches of different religions just for my mom's wellness, but her cancer was already in Stage 4 when we discovered about it, which is often incurable. I blamed the doctors for making a misdiagnoses on my mom; saying that she has a cancer of the ovary, only to realized that it was colon cancer in the middle of her supposed operation. She attended chemo therapies and for three years, going to the hospital seemed like a normal thing for us already. I was with you, Kris Aquino, when you said that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it was hard to see your mother cry, knowing that you can do nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt; to make her feel better. It hurt so much knowing that someone with a good heart contracted such incurable disease. It hurts more thinking about every single day might be your last with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;When she passed away peacefully on the 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt; of January, it felt like my own world crashed down. I kept saying sorry to her during her burial; sorry for being a bad daughter... sorry for not being there all the time she needed me. What hurts more for me is when she died, it was just 9 months before my 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt; birthday. My mom's passing broke my little heart, feeling very disappointed that I wasn't able to do the things I was supposed to do or say the things I've been wanting to tell her all these years. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Your speech during the funeral mass send lumps on my throat and tears in my eyes. It feels like I can relate with every word you said, every stories you shared, and every heartaches you blurt out. However, I think that you were still lucky, Kris, because God gave you more than 30 years to be with your mom. I was watching the news the day after former President Cory's burial but it still makes me cry; feeling sad for her loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;I was born two years after Sen. Ninoy Aquino died, so the only way I know about the things President Cory had done for the country was through our lessons in school or from the stories of the elders around me. I barely know your mother, except for what I have heard, read and seen on videos; but seeing someone who touched many lives died felt like a part of me was ripped apart, like someone close to me died as well. I cried not because such a great leader passed away, but because I felt the pain you and your family felt - losing your mother dearly for colon cancer. And you were right, Kris... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it will take a lifetime for us to be Ok&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;. It's been six years since my own mom passed away but there were times when I still wake up in the middle of the night and just cry, thinking about mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Cancer is a bitch; it took our loved ones away from us. However, the least thing we could do when we lose them is to wish that they were already in peace, watching us from heaven with God the Father, and hoping that they will help us move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;My sincerest condolences.&lt;br /&gt;Jhack Telan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Photo credit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/giannerory/misc/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/giannerory/misc/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/giannerory/misc/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-5634600114025673041?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5634600114025673041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=5634600114025673041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5634600114025673041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5634600114025673041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-philippines-mother-of-democracy.html' title='For the Philippines&apos; Mother of Democracy'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6475131976099733962</id><published>2009-06-20T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:45:18.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEG, Myself and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349354559242578610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/Sjy5oSlFKrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/et2RyHWNx18/s320/bts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11 Secrets you need to know about me and my Ultimate Style Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For the past 11 years a lot of things have happened to me. I’ve been into the best and the worse case scenarios; and even lose the most important woman in my life. Because of these things I've change a lot... but there's definitely one thing that didn't changed, and that's my love for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't know why or how but as I aged, my love for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just grows deeper. Maybe it's the content every ish, or the people behind it, or maybe... just maybe, it's how every ish is being made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I, myself, was lucky enough to have experienced "real &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; work" and it's not an easy task. People may think that working for a magazine is the best job in the world because of its perks, but I tell you, it's real HARD WORK. I may not have stayed as a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; intern for so long but I sure have my own "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Secrets." (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1. Inner Poet. &lt;/span&gt;When I was a high school freshie, my fave section was Inner Poet. Whenever I buy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I wouldn't really care about the other pages except Inner Poet. I even copied some entries on my journal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2. The Editors.&lt;/span&gt; During my first few years as a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reader, the only editors I know were Liza Ilarde, Karen Vera and Pierra Calasanz. So when &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was reborned and Pierra become the new Editor-in-Chief I felt soooooo happy and started to really pay attention (to every pages) because I know that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is in good hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3. The Word + Sneak Peek.&lt;/span&gt; Since I got so hooked up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, The Word became my most favorite section because I love the fact that EIC's give personal spin to every sneak peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;4. Soulmates???&lt;/span&gt; During our Magazine Documentation, my friends kept saying that me and Pierra were "soulmates." The reasons? Well, first of all, we share the same birth date; then during that day, we're both wearing skirts, have the same phone, and everything that they could compare us with. I felt sooooo embarrased that day I wanted just to die and disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5. MEG Intern Notebook.&lt;/span&gt; During my internship, I always bring a small notebook and a pen with me. It's where I write all my suggestions, instructions, realizations, schedules and all other stuff I could write about. The contents were kept hidden though until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6. Backward GNIDAER.&lt;/span&gt; Ever since I read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I always start reding the magazine backwards. What I will do is scan the magazine first, read THE WORD, and then read the rest backwards. I love doing that coz I'm more interested in serious topics first before the rest of the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;7. Ask Angel.&lt;/span&gt; During one of the brainstorming sessions while I was still training for MEG, I was asked to think of ladies that could replace Lucy Torres-Gomez in the column ASK LUCY. I wrote down possible ladies such as Toni Gonzga, KC Concepcion, Bianca Gonzales, Angel Aquino, and even Lea Salonga (*wink wink). I didn't really shared it during the meeting but I remember telling (then Managing Ed) Mabel David-Pilar about my suggestions. A few months (?) later, Ask Angel was born! I'd like to think I was the one who suggested her. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;8. Fashion Plate.&lt;/span&gt; Fashion spreads in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are amazing. BUT, I have to admit that I rarely follow the styles, especially the clothes, shoes and accessories they featured. Ok, well, I sometimes buy things from the magazine, but only if I really really want it. On the other hand, I'd have to say that ALL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Fashion Editors are the best stylistas! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;9. Beauty Booty.&lt;/span&gt; I used to ignore the Beauty Booty section because no matter how insightful and helpful the features are, (most of the) products are just too expensive for me... at least at that time. Thanks to Kim Reyes and Beauty Booty is now one of the must-check out section for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;10. Think About It.&lt;/span&gt; My article debut in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came out May 2005 entitled, "Remembering Mom." The said article was actually our assignment for our Feature Writing Class in college. Three years later, I co-wrote another controversial story (alongside d'great Nica Inoturan, of course) entitled, "Girls Like Girls." In those three years (and counting) I told myself that I wanted to keep writing for Think About It because like the other TAI writers, writing for TAI and hearing that people are touched by your writing made me feel proud of what I am doing, even if some people stopped me from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;11. One more, please!?!&lt;/span&gt; During my internship, I only get to train from July-August because I seriously believed that we are obliged to fulfill 2 internships within one semester. Little did I know that it's actually ok to do just one so when I graduated, I told myself that I want to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; intern again. But of course I know that it's soooo impossible now because according to Mabel, &lt;em&gt;"May bayad na daw ako!"&lt;/em&gt; Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There you go. I may not have been a &lt;strong&gt;MEG&lt;/strong&gt; intern for more than three months but I definitely learned a lot from this Ultimate Style Sister of mine. Maybe that's the reason why after over a decade now I still choose and love MEG. (=&lt;br /&gt;Happy 11th Anniv, MEG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://www.meggurl.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you lie&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Be Consistent. (="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-6475131976099733962?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6475131976099733962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6475131976099733962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6475131976099733962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6475131976099733962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/06/meg-myself-and-i.html' title='MEG, Myself and I'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/Sjy5oSlFKrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/et2RyHWNx18/s72-c/bts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7772541112024588059</id><published>2009-06-05T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:45:47.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalinangan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalinangan dance company'/><title type='text'>Learning The "Kalinangan" Language</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="jhacktelan" is_pmrepliable="1" author_possessive="jhacktelan's"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been almost 11 years now since I joined the &lt;a href="http://jhacktelan.multiply.com/photos/album/34/National_Arts_Month_Ani_ng_Sining"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kalinangan Dance Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in high school and I'm glad (and darn proud) to say that I still love performing for this group, which helped me transform from being a shy girl to what I am now. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahil pasukan na naman&lt;/span&gt; and for sure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magkakaro'n na naman n&lt;/span&gt;g new dancers, allow me to share you (some of) the terminologies that I have learned through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lamonera&lt;/span&gt; - take this as an example: pag group dance, dapat precise yung galaw pero ikaw yung pansin na pansin dahil larger than life ang galaw mo out of all the other dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soloista&lt;/span&gt; - is someone who dances most, if not all, of the solo parts of a dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BG&lt;/span&gt; - short for Background. Ginagamit ito mostly during Rural Suites kung saan kailangan ng "extra" para maging lively yung stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spot&lt;/span&gt; - as in "Spot turn." Yun yung parang pinaka-focus mo pag umikot ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Run-through&lt;/span&gt; - rehearsing with music (live or taped), either performance level or marking lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Block/Blocking&lt;/span&gt; - this happens before the show, kung saan you run-through the steps without actually doing it kasi ang mahalaga sa blocking eh yung positioning sa stage i.e., spacing ng bawat isa sa bawat sayaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Center Stage&lt;/span&gt; - ito yung sinusunod ng lahat kung saan makikita ang marking/scotch tape, which is palatandaan kung saan ang center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marking&lt;/span&gt; - ginagamit 'pag nagrrun-through without doing the steps pero ginagawa mo yung blockings mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stand by&lt;/span&gt; - ibig sabihin, "malapit na mag-show so dapat oks na ang costume, make-up, accessories at props mo at wag na dapat maglilikot at pupunta kung saan-saan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stand-in&lt;/span&gt; - is simply just anyone "filling-in" for someone who is absent (during rehearsals), not necessarily yung understudy. Kahit girl or guy yung sasayaw, ang stand-in eh yung pumapalit sa naka-cast sa sayaw kasi "wala lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Understudy&lt;/span&gt; - someone who learns the steps, usually of a Soloista, in case magka-conflict sa casting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Company Call&lt;/span&gt; - is done after a rehearsal... parang meeting ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bale&lt;/span&gt; - ang pag-bali ng upper body (pero dapat you look tall pa rin), ginagamit usually sa Maria Clara Suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warm Up&lt;/span&gt; - aka stretching. Done before the rehearsal proper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flooring&lt;/span&gt; - warming up pero sa floor like sit ups, scissors, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Performance Level&lt;/span&gt; - is used (mostly) during rehearsals, kung saan ang galaw ng isang dancer ay hindi "parang nagre-rehearse" lang kundi "pang-show" na talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Room&lt;/span&gt; - meaning "praying time" before the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raket&lt;/span&gt; - is a show na hindi connected sa "real" company (that you belong to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Show&lt;/span&gt; - ang tawag kapag may sayaw for an event, raket, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danceroom&lt;/span&gt; - dito kung saan kami natuto ng Philippine Folk Dances. Dito rin sa danceroom ginagawa ang rehearsals, run-through, marking, company call, warm up, at kung anu-ano pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ka-dancer&lt;/span&gt; - kung sa teatro ay "co-actors", sa amin naman ay "ka-dancer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tour&lt;/span&gt; - basically means "out of the country shows", either competition, festival or just invitational shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rehearsal Tags&lt;/span&gt; - are what we (should) wear during rehearsals - t-shirt and jogging pants (pero 'pag alumni ka na, you can wear whatever you want na! =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stretching&lt;/span&gt; - is what you do before the show... pampataas ng energy! usually it's like warm up pero you do this by yourself unlike with warm up na it's a-must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sides or Corners&lt;/span&gt; - during warm up, after flooring, sides/corners naman where you are tasked to do the spot turn at kung anu-ano pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Master Tape&lt;/span&gt; - is what you use kapag shows (if hindi live music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Live Music&lt;/span&gt; - 'pag live music, ibig sabihin may real-time na tugtugan at pag may real-time na tugtugan, shempre may musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rehearsal Tape&lt;/span&gt; - is a copy of the master tape; it's what you use during rehearsals para hindi magasgas yung master tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sapatilya&lt;/span&gt; - girls' footwear na ginagamit sa Maria Clara and Rural Suites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full Show&lt;/span&gt; - ang full show ay 30-45 minutes show (minimum), live or taped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Technical Rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; - run-through with the technicals (without costumes). pwedeng performance level or marking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dress Rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; - run-through with the costumes without the technicals, pero dapat performance level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dress-Tech&lt;/span&gt; - run-through with costumes, technicals, props and accessories, performance level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Labor of Love&lt;/span&gt; - show na walang bayad/TF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nanay/Tatay&lt;/span&gt; - aka Nanay-nanayan and tatay-tatayan. Sila yung elder dancers na tinuturing ng younger dancers na "takbuhan" pag may issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nak&lt;/span&gt; - yan ang tawag sa mga younger dancers na tinuturing na "anak-anakan" ng mga elder dancers aka "nanay/tatay" nila. However, yung term na "anak" eh hindi general; depende lang yun sa elder dancer kung sino ang tatawagin niyang "anak" (note: usually, kung sino yung magaling na younger dancer siya yung tinatawag nilang "anak").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; - is usually used to call someone who is younger (or youngest) in the group.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. 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Although I've tried reading other teen glossies like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Candy, W.I.T.C.H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;, and Total Girl, I still find myself reading and liking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; at the end of the day. After feeling so disappointed with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; upon reading the first (and last) issue I bought, I never subscribed to any other teen magazines except &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;. However, I have to admit that I am a fan of one more teen glossy - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;... US!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first ish I had was actually (my younger cousin) Angel's copy - because her mom forced her to leave it to us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; (before they go home to Tracy). After reading the magazine from cover to cover, I realized that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; (US) wasn't so bad after all... it's like reading an older (earlier) version of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;, with more "serious" topics, more beauty and fashion spreads, and anything "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;." I even told myself to one day try and buy the Philippine version, which I wasn't able to do so.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month though, when Nica told me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Marie Claire, T3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; (Philippines) are saying goodbye already, I (surprisingly) felt sad. I always thought that it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;'s direct competitor and that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; is waaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy better than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;. So last Wednesday, I visited Booksale and (finally) purchased their last issue.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farewell issue was heartbreaking, especially when I first read the EIC's note. It's sad to see a magazine like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; go because looking at the pages, I think that the magazine is a good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"guide to college girls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Although I think that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;mas-maayos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; (because with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;, each section is segregated properly), their version of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; really breaks my heart. I suddenly thought, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"what if this happens to &lt;a href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Siguro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I would really feel devastated when that happens. Oh well, I'm just thankful that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; is still around and I hope that it will stay for as long as it could because I (still) believe that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;meg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; is the best teen glossy in the Philippines. ANYWAY.... (BACK TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;SEVENTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; =p).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly after I finished reading the magazine, I can't help but compare it to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;. There are some sections I actually ended up liking but there are also some which I think were kinda corny. The fashion and beauty pages are cool; it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; when Pierra was still the EIC, and this issue was filled with Fashion spreads... features about fashion, beauty, guy section and their "teen drama/real life." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;yun nga lang, kalat-kalat yungSaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; honestly, I think that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; tackles more serious topics than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; (when it comes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Think About It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Guy Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;). Plus they don't have a store info, where you can find the locations of the stores featured in the (current) issue.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad enough though, I still like it than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; and I'm sad that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventeen Magazine Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; "graduated" this month. Sana yung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; na lang ang nag-bye bye! =p&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit: &lt;a href="http://a1.vox.com/6a00c2252114a48fdb011018172c09860f-500pi"&gt;http://a1.vox.com/6a00c2252114a48fdb011018172c09860f-500pi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-6508624192272975036?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6508624192272975036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6508624192272975036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6508624192272975036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6508624192272975036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-no-more.html' title='17 No More!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SemMJn-eSII/AAAAAAAAAFg/UJYLtnNEQJc/s72-c/6a00c2252114a48fdb011018172c09860f-500pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6218436576666723119</id><published>2009-02-06T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:46:26.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalinangan dance company'/><title type='text'>CALLING ALL KALINANGAN ALUMNI!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The first rehearsal for the 25th Anniversary will start this coming Saturday, February 7th @ 1pm, at the ERJHS KDC Room. Please notify everyone you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All Alumni are welcome to attend and participate in the upcoming concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The show will be on February 21st, Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Hope to) See you there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jhack (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-6218436576666723119?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6218436576666723119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6218436576666723119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6218436576666723119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6218436576666723119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/calling-all-kalinangan-alumni.html' title='CALLING ALL KALINANGAN ALUMNI!!!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6200967022173495909</id><published>2009-01-21T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:25:59.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Same Old Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size: 85%; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's almost dinner time and there I was walking with Peewee to their house for dinner. As we walk our way to her home, she told me that she's earning P120,000 a month and that she would be really happy if I make it official. She said that she's willing to do anything and will give me the position if I said Yes. I was shocked by her determination and willingness to give it to me, knowing the fact that I kinda lack of experience when it comes to the business (although at the back of my mind I was happy and thrilled by what she just said). She opened the door and assist me inside, as she kisses her husband and introduced me to him for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few Hi's and Hello's to her husband, Peewee said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Anak, tara samahan mo'ko, bili tayong food."&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't really hungry at the time but I did come with her to gp get some food for the three of us, anyway. As we were walking to Jollibee, Peewee and I continued chatting about her plans for MEG and how she enjoys her job, even if it is really stressing her out most of the time. She said that once I made it official, then things would probably be less stressful like how it is before. When we reached the counter in Jollibee, Peewee asked me what do I want and I said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No thanks, Mommy. Busog pa po kasi ako eh,"&lt;/span&gt; but she insisted me to choose so I just said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"fries and ice cream na lang po."&lt;/span&gt; After we get our orders, Peewee and I headed back to their house and was about to continue our conversation but before she could even start talking, the dream was cut short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time I had a dream about me calling Peewee "Mom." The first time I dreamed of it, it was when I was lost in a forest and found myself in some school's dormitory. The setting was dark and creepy, I even get to a point where I was running so fast that I could almost lose my breath but Peewee came to rescue... comforted me and pointed me to the right direction. When I was about to go, I said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thank you so much, Mie"&lt;/span&gt; with a look in her face that describes either happiness, contentment, or relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why I was having dreams like this about Peewee. I never saw her as a "Mom-like", although I could say that I really like her as a person, as a friend, and of course, as a MEG Editor-in-Chief. As I woke up this morning, I felt confused as to whether I would think of Peewee or my own Mom. However, as I dream about her being my "Mom," I noticed that the "scenes" are getting pleasant compared to the first dream. I think that the dream is more about my mom rather than Peewee, which is not to say that I'm dissing Peewee in those two dreams. She has been one of the kindest MEG peeps I have ever known and I am just really thankful that she's there for me, even in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also come to thinking that my mom is trying to tell me something, especially now that she just had her 6th death anniversary. My siblings and I weren't able to visit her grave and me having that dream serves as a warning, informing me (us) that we may have forgotten her (but we didn't, I even light a candle for her on a Sunday after her death anniversary). I also dreamed of my Mom's mother who passed away one or two years after she died, but that was another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would refer to my book when I get back home and see if my thoughts are correct.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could find the answers to this recurring dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"When you lie, Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-6200967022173495909?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6200967022173495909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6200967022173495909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6200967022173495909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6200967022173495909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-same-old-dream.html' title='That Same Old Dream'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6029470819621281988</id><published>2009-01-16T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:56:57.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SXCf5qxq-eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/V0N7pfA6tG0/s1600-h/mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SXCf5qxq-eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/V0N7pfA6tG0/s320/mum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291905375244319202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Almost three years ago, I wrote an article entitled, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://jhacktelan.multiply.com/journal/item/4/Remembering_my_Mom_Full-length_version"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Remembering my Mom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; that landed a space in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Think About It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; section. It was an article I wrote for our Feature Writing class that actually took me a week to finish the article because every time I remember what happened I would stop and cry, regretting the things that I wasn't able to do, share or show while she was still here. It was a painful story but opened many eyes. However, it was last year (2008) when I felt I miss mom the most. I don't exactly know why, but 2008 was a really heart breaking (and so far the most stressful) year for me; so much that I could only wish I can astral project to where she is right now and share things to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yes, even now that I'm 23, I still feel jealous whenever I see mothers and daughters together. Sometimes I even tell myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"what if mom is still here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;if only she was here...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; despite the fact of knowing that there is a purpose of her leaving us that early. I don't know; I just miss her terribly. There were times when I would hate my younger cousins if I see them talking shit to their moms, and I would tell myself, "You have no idea what the heck you're doing." I know I'm not the best daughter my parents ever had, but I wasn't raised to talk like that to my mom (or my dad). I just wished that those who disrespect their parents (their mom especially) will learn their lesson sooner than they think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyway, ever since she left us, everything changed... at home, within the family, especially me. After mom's death, I thought that doors will open its way for me to feel "closer" to the rest of my family but it didn't happened (or at least I think it didn't yet). Things get worse... I had many sleepless nights, falling asleep crying, or waking up in the middle of the night crying... all because I remember (or dreamed) about mom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Speaking of dreams, I once dreamed about getting lost in a forest when a fine lady pointed me to the right direction.  I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"thank you so much Mie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; when I was about to leave, even though I was very sure that she wasn't my own Mommy. At the time I was having second thoughts whether it was really my mom who pointed me the right path (only on a different face) or if I just see that person as a "Mom figure." It was kinda weird because whenever I see her in my dream she would barely say anything to me. Even though I wish I could talk to her even in my dreams, she just wouldn't. I wish I know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Of the six years that she's been "away" from us, life gets harder and harder everyday. Sometimes I already want to give up but her passing made me realized that I shouldn't... that somehow, she's "up there" guiding us and will not let anything bad to happen to us. And even if I wasn't as kind, open, and patience like my siblings, I think (I wish) that I somehow made her proud... not only for finishing school without any failing grades, but for following my dreams and slowly making them come to life (even if she's kinda doubting "what I want" at first).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I miss you so much Mommy.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"When you lie, Be Consistent. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-6029470819621281988?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6029470819621281988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6029470819621281988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6029470819621281988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6029470819621281988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-three-years-ago-i-wrote-article.html' title=''/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SXCf5qxq-eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/V0N7pfA6tG0/s72-c/mum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-280425896435539530</id><published>2008-10-16T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:34:45.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word from an Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was having a conversation with my bestest cousin and she once shared a blog entry that she wrote on her myspace that really speak to me. in the blog she said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"You never know what you have until it's gone. Whether it's someone you know, something  you had, or the life that you're living."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i guess she was right. sometimes, we take something, or someone for granted only to find out that that something (or someone) will actually be the one who will be with you amidst all trials. i'm talking about lost friendships, loved ones, partners, even something we bought (that we thought was actually useless) or was given to us. there have been mishaps in my life... lots of it. i've lost friends, a valuable thing, even a parent. but as i look back at all those loses, i realized that why should i bury myself thinking about the past when i have a life and loved ones to take care of while they are still here?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;things happen for a reason and we must learn to realize the real purpose of the things that has happened before we question ourselves, or for the matter of fact, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;if only words could kill, we could've all be dead by now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;each of us have had word wars with someone before; something that started out of miscommunication turned into a world war III. when the word war is over and you've lost the person, it will either make you realize that either of you are wrong... that you shouldn't have done what you did... that what happened served him/her right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;sometimes we give second chances, which will either make us be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real friends&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frenemies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; after a week or two,  someone will take it for granted... again! it's just pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things that are worth saving for... but sometimes, reconciliation isn't just enough. as carrie bradshaw said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"how could we forgive if we cannot forget?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;forgiveness comes along not only with forget-ness, but also with maturity and clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and maybe, when that happens, we would never regret things that should've been done or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"When you lie, Be Consistent. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-280425896435539530?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/280425896435539530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=280425896435539530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/280425896435539530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/280425896435539530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/10/word-from-angel.html' title='A Word from an Angel'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-251057730056536295</id><published>2008-09-16T12:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:18:00.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEG's 10th Anniv Party! (Repost from Multiply)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img27.picoodle.com/data/img27/3/9/15/f_glampunkmegm_7063e10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SM8yQw-dVjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9oe5xtsf5o8/s320/glampunk-meg-v3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246467354516084274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yay, finally, it's happening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="margin-bottom: 5px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Start:     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sep 26, '08 6:00p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;End:     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sep 26, '08 11:00p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Location:     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Club Ascend, Fort Bonifacio&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's time to party, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Spread the buzz to your friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meg Magazine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, your ultimate style sister, is celebrating its 10th year with a bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Get a chance to meet and greet the winners of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Meg Teen Choice 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; and of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Meg Face Search 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Plus, one partygoer may be the lucky one to bring home an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ACER Aspire Laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;www.meggurl.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; for more details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://megmagazineph.multiply.com/"&gt;http://megmagazineph.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"When you lie, Be Consistent. (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-251057730056536295?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/251057730056536295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=251057730056536295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/251057730056536295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/251057730056536295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/09/megs-10th-anniv-party-repost-from.html' title='MEG&apos;s 10th Anniv Party! (Repost from Multiply)'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SM8yQw-dVjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9oe5xtsf5o8/s72-c/glampunk-meg-v3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3676597397122775178</id><published>2008-09-15T13:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:25:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping The Mouth SHUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TU5alVtL4pI/AAAAAAAAAJE/p_KOVeB2ix4/s1600/mouthshut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TU5alVtL4pI/AAAAAAAAAJE/p_KOVeB2ix4/s400/mouthshut.jpg" border="2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570489386632209042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I read something that is kinda dated already, but it didn't stopped me from being b*tchy all over again because of the content. So before someone raises her eyebrow again let me just say these things to all of the avid readers of this blog, anonymous or otherwise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;READ BETWEEN THE LINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;: Before you conclude things READ BETWEEN THE LINES first and ASSESS IF THE CONTENT'S REALLY FOR YOU. My goodness! There are over 7 million species in this country so what makes you think IT'S YOU SHE'S TALKING ABOUT??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Ang hirap kasi sa mga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; NORMAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;na katulad mo, salita kayo nang salita, hindi mo naman alam kung ikaw ang tinutukoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;KNOCK BEFORE YOU BUTT IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; In Tagalog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;kumatok ka muna bago ka makisawsaw! Una sa lahat, alam mo ba talaga kung ano ang nangyari? Ang hirap kasi sa'ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;, we sometimes jump into a conclusion without knowing BOTH SIDES of the story. Like other people out here who think they know EVERYTHING that's happened, why don't you try to decipher things first before you even muttered something nasty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;DECODE THE ACTS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Question, are you really sure that THAT ENTRY was FOR HER? Well, NO! So stop blabbering sh*ts as how you're telling me to because that particular entry wasn't intended for her. You're one of the brainiacs before right? Then use your worthy brain before worms start to eat its flesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;GIVE CREDIT TO WHERE IT'S DUE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;In Mass Media Law, any material that's been used (word-for-word, ideas) without acknowledging the owner is considered plagiarism (as in copy-pasted material). Even if something is just a piece of word that we got from another person's blog or over the internet in general, it is essential that we GIVE CREDIT TO WHERE IT'S DUE. What are we going to lose for saying that we got something from someone, anyway? Nothing! Now, what's all with these f*cking Mass Media Law and Ethics? The lesson is pretty simple; before you copy something that you got from another person, could you at least mention where you got that sh*t and not own it as it it's yours?! Admit it or not, it is not proper to just get something from someone without acknowledging the real owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;ME? INSECURE? LMAO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Wait wait, are you serious? Why would I? Because the other person's found a new BEST FRIEND? Oh puhlease! Get over with that issue! That isn't what's up in the first place. And yes, I have known now who my REAL friends are and that doesn't consider anyone who doesn't really care about me. Stop stressing the third party out here because as you all claimed, SHE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANY OF THESE ISSUE. Leave the third party alone... and so the TWO OF US. What's going on between the two of us is JUST FOR THE TWO OF US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;FOR THE "FORMER BFF": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;My apologies for this another entry. However, I stay true to my word that the DRAMA IS OVER between us and whatever came out in this blog has nothing to do with you. Yes, you are being mentioned in this blog entry, but we've settled this already the day after her entry came out. I'm not looking forward for a Word War III, but if someone said something nasty again after this, I'm telling you, this would just keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, for everyone else who wants to butt in without knowing both sides of the story, go ahead! Just don't regret when things become very chaotic. (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Photo Credit: http://www.jasonboom.com/images/postimages/mouthshut.jpg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/13689930-3676597397122775178?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3676597397122775178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3676597397122775178&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3676597397122775178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3676597397122775178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/09/keeping-mouth-shut.html' title='Keeping The Mouth SHUT'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/TU5alVtL4pI/AAAAAAAAAJE/p_KOVeB2ix4/s72-c/mouthshut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1351836982743798235</id><published>2008-09-01T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:04:25.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JC's Top Ten Fashion Must-Have's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Below are the top ten Must-have in my closet... or well, ten of my favorite things inside my closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chinatowner.com/images/products/32100/32100_largeF.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 108px;" src="http://www.chinatowner.com/images/products/32100/32100_largeF.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. A Trendy Jacket.&lt;/span&gt; Or a cardigan that is chic enough for work and casual clothing; somethinng that can go with every type of clothes - any color and style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://elizabethlaney.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/skinny_jeans_1.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 99px;" src="http://elizabethlaney.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/skinny_jeans_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Jeans.&lt;/span&gt; Black skinny jeans is my fave. It can go with any type of tops, plus I can wear it even on Mondays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oldnavy.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/536/536122/main/on536122-08p01v01.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 142px;" src="http://www.oldnavy.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/536/536122/main/on536122-08p01v01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Racerback Tees.&lt;/span&gt; Now... This is an ABSOLUTE favorite in my closet. I have over 20 racerback tees (one or two of them are just one style but in different colors) and I could say that it is the most comfortable piece for me! Black, white and pink are definitely must-have's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41AJSMRNGAL._SS260_.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 105px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41AJSMRNGAL._SS260_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Leggings.&lt;/span&gt; It's comfy plus it can go with either wedge, slippers or even flats! I can also wear it with or without a mini skirt (as long as I'm wearing a shirt dress or something like that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2019/2418200875_1cc07cc96a.jpg?v=0" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 100px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2019/2418200875_1cc07cc96a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. (Elianto) Nail Colors.&lt;/span&gt; White, black, pink, orange, and "skin colors" are my fave at the moment. Here's a trivia: I wore white nail polish even before MEG featured it last July (I think)... well, at least before it got on print! (See Summer '08 photos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.orient-curio.com/jewelryn/pnecklace/pnecklace1/images/pn009_jpg.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 120px;" src="http://www.orient-curio.com/jewelryn/pnecklace/pnecklace1/images/pn009_jpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Long Pearl Necklaces.&lt;/span&gt; I know this accessory can be outdated, but it makes plain-colored top fab! Try pairing it with black racerback tee, black skinny jeans and a white peep toe pumps... looks cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.artfulhome.com/item_images/A/7001-7100/detail_large/A7045-009dl.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 106px;" src="https://www.artfulhome.com/item_images/A/7001-7100/detail_large/A7045-009dl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Silver cuff.&lt;/span&gt; I only have one cuff but that silver cuff is probably one of my most-used accessories. It just can go with anything, I love it! (Useful tip: Be careful when putting on accessories; more than 5 pieces is already too much... and remember, a pair of earrings are already considered 2pcs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fashion.about.com/library/graphics/anthropologieflat.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 107px;" src="http://fashion.about.com/library/graphics/anthropologieflat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Ballet Flats.&lt;/span&gt; Gold, to be exact. I love the chic-ness of gold flats because it can go with black, pink, green, brown, and even white tops! (But right now I'm finding a cute silver flats coz my two gold flats are already over-used =c)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.saksfifthavenue.com/images/products/04/594/9000/0459490003242/0459490003242_275x275.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 133px;" src="http://images.saksfifthavenue.com/images/products/04/594/9000/0459490003242/0459490003242_275x275.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Tote Bag.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know what's with it but I really like big bags. I like carrying big bags even though I'm not carrying a lot of things... I just find them really fabulous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://koolbirks.com/misc/ipanema/ipanema02.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 132px;" src="http://koolbirks.com/misc/ipanema/ipanema02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Flippers.&lt;/span&gt; Doesn't matter if it's Havaianas or Ipanema or what, as long as it's comfy and (the designs are) cute. Actually, I don't buy Havaianas (because alot of people already have it) and only have one designer flip flops - a brown Ipanema flippers, which was a pasalubong of our tito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-1351836982743798235?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1351836982743798235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1351836982743798235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1351836982743798235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1351836982743798235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/09/jcs-top-ten-fashion-must-haves.html' title='JC&apos;s Top Ten Fashion Must-Have&apos;s'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6696302387992435075</id><published>2008-08-21T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:04:24.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Confessions" Prime Rule</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This goes to all the buddies lurking around here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1. If you have something to say, just say it. Don't think twice. I welcome all comments/opinions here - pro or anti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2. I freaking hate wannabe's, so don't be one. You'll be dead if you got caught! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3. Do not lurk around my blog if you only want to spy. You're not gonna get anything from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4. Just be You. I don't want no players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Keep reading! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-6696302387992435075?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6696302387992435075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6696302387992435075&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6696302387992435075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6696302387992435075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/08/confessions-prime-rule.html' title='&quot;Confessions&quot; Prime Rule'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-77112861576085112</id><published>2008-08-21T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:05:03.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blabbering Sh*ts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you know someone who talks too much? Someone who keeps on telling you everything that they think was wrong about you? Have you ever been told by the people “close” to you what you must and must not do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate it when someone says things that are below the belt. There are some people in my life who keeps on saying nasty things to me when I’m around them. When that happens, I would either just keep quiet, “fight” back, or walk out. I know it’s not right to “fight” back with elders; but if they are someone who disrespects you, is it still right to not say anything back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One time, we were talking about the storm and if it will hit Manila; I told them that the storm will not hit Manila, although it will be rainy. And then someone said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“So does that mean that classes won’t be suspended?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I said I don’t know and then another blurted out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Well, even if the classes and the work were suspended you still go to work,”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with a devilish look in the talker’s eyes. Right then I wanted to grab the fork in front of me and stick it in the talker’s throat. I’m no student and there is nothing I could do if the company did not suspend the work day even if ten storms hit Manila. However, I kept quiet. I refrain myself from saying something because if I do, I might just say some things that will be hurtful for them. But that’s bullsh*t, that’s f*cking bullsh*t!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I mean, come to think of it. If you will say something to your neighbor, make sure you clean your own trash first. It’s just really annoying! I know that I am in a situation where no one would ever thought I would be, but I am sober and I know what I am doing. Stop talking as if you know EVERYTHING about me because you know nothing! How you are raising your chicks isn’t impressive either. Teach them some GOOD manners first before you tell me what to do and what not to do. And lastly, do your part as professionals first before you demand something from me because you’re not gonna get it. Not until both of us learned what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;respect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; really means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (="&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/13689930-77112861576085112?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/77112861576085112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=77112861576085112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/77112861576085112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/77112861576085112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/08/blabbering-shts.html' title='Blabbering Sh*ts'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6169056674362643469</id><published>2008-08-13T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:24:44.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bessies Once More???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A year ago I wrote a blog entitled "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2007/06/bessies-no-more.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bessies No More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"; an entry about a flop on my 8-year relationship with my best friend, Laureen. From then on we've become one of the best enemies just like how we started, swearing to myself that I would never be friends with her ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was deeply hurt by how things turned out to be, but at the time was relieved that at least, I realized things before it got worst. I hate that she was such a drama queen and how she reacted with such situations, leaving me feel like what we had was just a mother f*cking lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Last December I was surprised when she IMed me to greet a Merry Christmas, which I unselfishly greeted back. I mean, it was just a holiday greeting and to me it meant nothing. But a few days ago I was as shocked when she YMed me again to said hello, and then the conversation goes on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thursday, 7 August, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:05):  hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:05):  hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:05):  aba nabuhay ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:06):  hehe..oo nga eh..nagpakasal na kc c mau..saka dami ko din gngwa sa work..aun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:12):  so how's life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:12):  life?well..going smoothly confusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:12):  hehe..i dnt know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:13):  ah.. where are you working now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:13):  Sykes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:13):  ikaw dun pa din ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:13):  yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:17):  bwt before..sorry ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:18):  ayko na icpn un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:18):  i know how to control myself now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:18):  wala yun ano ka ba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:18):  let's forget about it so we can move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:18):  and start all over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:18):  let's see if things will be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:18):  and im fully amendable to that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:18):  and siguro ok na rin muna yung ganito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:19):  im sure it will be alryt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:19):  yeah..i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:19):  at least we've overcome one another's drama..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:19):  i was wrong and i admit it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:19):  forget it lau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:19):  hihi..yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jhack (12:19):  we both made a mistake and i know we're both sorry for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laureen (12:19):  okei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Right then I knew the wounds are healing, but we weren't back into each other's lives... well, at least for now. Don't get me wrong, forgiving someone, especially those who have played a big part on your life was never easy. But time heals all wounds and along with growing old, we learn to suck up all the drama and just decide to move on... after all, it's been a year already since the drama started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So are we Bessies Once More? No. But just for the record, the drama was over (for now =p) and both have decided to start over and be Just Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-6169056674362643469?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6169056674362643469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6169056674362643469&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6169056674362643469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6169056674362643469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/08/bessies-once-more.html' title='Bessies Once More???'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3572083443673406065</id><published>2008-07-17T11:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:53:21.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerard Salonga: THE Simon Cowell of the Philippines (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mylifeonstage.com/images/gerard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 419px;" src="http://www.mylifeonstage.com/images/gerard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am Not a very big fan of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pinoy Dream Academy Season 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Nakaka-asar panuorin dahil halos lahat ng scholars this season eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drama Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;... o kaya naman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quitters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;... o kaya naman  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pasaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sa rehearsals (especially Dance Class)... and worse... yung iba, may mga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Imaginary Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; pa! I don't really watch the primetime telecast or Uberture until I saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maestro Gerard Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; two weeks ago sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Live Gala Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first akala ko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guest Juror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; lang siya, but when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toni Gonzaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; announced that he was actually a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Resident Juror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ang nasabi lang namin sa bahay eh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Goodluck sa mga scholars!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've witnessed what he did before sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Star in a Million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (please correct me if I'm wrong), where he gave 0 point to a certain contestant. After that episode inulan ng comments si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gerard Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; from the press people and I even remember reading the headline, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Ang taas naman yata masyado ng standards ng kapatid ni Lea Salonga."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Of course, this was from a tabloid, but reading the article about him suddenly made me doubt about what do the Filipinos really want in a judge (for a singing competition).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pinoy Dream Academy Season 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I am happy that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ABS-CBN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; picked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gerard Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; as one of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Resident Jurors&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;because for me he and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr. Louie Ocampo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; deserves the part. Pero after one gala night people started commenting about the way Gerard judges on PDA 2. Meron pang nagsabi (from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ABS-CBN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; forum), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"about credentials naman,yes may mga award na siya sa pagiging musical director niya sa mga concerts nang kapatid niya &amp;amp; who is it? non other than Ms. Lea Salonga! Well, kahit sinong humawak kay Lea tiyak namang maganda ang labas dahil siya talagang may karapatan na.baka kung siya pa ang 1 sa juror mas pakikinggan ko pa ang mga comments niya  unlike yung Gerald na hindi naman ganun kagaling din eh kung makapag comment akala mo mas mataas pa kesa kay Mr. Louie Ocampo......what he said that night? ...."ang malas ko naman"? Bayad ang pag upo niya dun para i guide ang mga scholar sa mas tama nilang gawin at i rate ang performance nila hindi para pangdirihan.Stop being so arrogant dahil hindi ka naman ganun ka fullfilled,kahit na anong sabihin mo,name pa din nang kapatid mo ang dala mo kaya ka andiyan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mahirap kasi sa atin, salita tayo nang salita, hindi naman natin kilala yung tao. Para sa'ken, there's nothing wrong with the way he judges on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gala Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Truthful naman kasi yung mga sinasabi niya eh at alam niya talaga yung sinasabi niya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;hindi tulad ng ibang nagj-judge na kahit ano na lang ang sasabihin, may masabi lang na maganda about the performance even if the performance really sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Simon Cowell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; as an example; he will say whatever he want to say, no matter how harsh it is, sasabihin niya 'yon dahil 'yon ang pananaw niya. And look at the talents he's mentoring (think Il Divo and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leona Lewis); Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is the next big thing in America right now; earning USD2m just for a single interview (hindi pa kasama sa TF pag papakantahin mo siya). It only means that he knows what he's doing and he knows the definition of a true talent. With Gerard, however, he's worked with different singers and bands and those were the most respectable performers here and abroad. Aside from his sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bigsis222.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lea Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, Gerard has also worked with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Martin Nievera, Lani Misalucha, Regine Velasquez, Barbie Almalbis, Kitchie Nadal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, among others. The point here is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ABS-CBN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; put him there because they trusts his judgment. Knowing that he IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lea Salonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'s brother, had graduated Summa Cum Laude at Berklee College of Music and had won numerous awards, it's for sure that he has a SAY in this industry and that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ABS-CBN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; knows he's worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just funny that some of us wanted to hear sugarcoated comments pa rather than something truthful, basta huwag lang malait ang "manok" natin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Masakit man sa pandinig ng audience yung mga pinagsasasabi niya sa mga scholars pero kahit di man natin aminin, may pinapatunguhan yung sinasabi niya. I just hope that those scholars will take his words positively and will work from his constructive criticisms, after all, para sa mga scholars din naman yon eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Photo Credits: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.mylifeonstage.com/images/gerard.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&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/13689930-3572083443673406065?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3572083443673406065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3572083443673406065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3572083443673406065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3572083443673406065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/07/gerard-salonga-simon-cowell-of.html' title='Gerard Salonga: THE Simon Cowell of the Philippines (?)'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1831224640251630625</id><published>2008-07-10T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:03:05.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's In The Genes...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Last night I received my July issue of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; and upon reading Maris's interview with Shaina (Magdayao) I realized something that it may be in the genes. In the interview Maris asked Ina how did she keep her body healthy (or something like that) and Ina answered with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"I eat everything, madali naman kasi akong pumayat and madali din akong tumaba."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; With that I thought, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"wait a minute, parang pareho kami ah (and we're related pa)!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Hmmmm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;is it possible that it runs in the family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; A few weeks ago I wrote a blog entry entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/06/weight-minute.html"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weight A Minute"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; and in there I shared about my so-called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;weight problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. Truth be told, it didn't seem like a big problem to me at first that I was underweight coz I always thought I was gonna get my "normal" weight back after a few weeks. Then again I have to admit that after I posted that entry I started regaining some pounds by taking vitamins (again), drinking milk every night, and eating as much as I could. Since then I started to gain some pounds, though not yet enough for one to say that it's already "normal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Anyway, I was reading the interview and found out that just like me, Ina has a very fast metabolism &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;din&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sabi ko sa sarili ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"siguro nga nasa lahi namin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; (yung having a fast metabolism) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; we lose and gain weight easily." Coz if I will dig deep through my family members, my mom's siblings (especially the guys) were all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;payatot, tapos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Ina said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pa na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; she has a fast metabolism &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;din&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;siguro nga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, it runs in the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; one thing is for sure: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;what I have right now isn't anorexia or bulimia or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; I have my senses back and is doing good with my "diet" right now. In less than a month I already gained 5lbs and I aimed 5 or 6lbs more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And besides, I'm not like someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;diyan na walang disiplina sa sarili!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&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/13689930-1831224640251630625?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1831224640251630625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1831224640251630625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1831224640251630625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1831224640251630625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-in-genes.html' title='It&apos;s In The Genes...?'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4090501153259672529</id><published>2008-07-08T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:57:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Laughter Fades Away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Remember the old cliche "laughter is the medicine"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I find myself laughing since 6am because of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://rxmorningrush.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning Rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. I couldn't stop myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/4/40/400px-Drama-icon.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 164px;" src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/4/40/400px-Drama-icon.svg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; from laughing since Friday, July 4th, after listening to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Top Ten Oldest or Most Outdated Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://cdtop10.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDTop10 archives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. It's been my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"pampagising"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; every time I feel sleepy - at home or at work - and it's a great way to de-stress and take the sleepy-ness away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Actually, as I type this entry I'm listening to another top ten, the (top ten) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Teacher Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, and I was laughing my head off since the beginning. But something started to worry me: what unfortunate event will happen, if not later, if I'm too high right now? I don't wanna sound paranoid but it really bugs me, especially after hearing and seeing some mysterious dreams, which you cannot just "ignore."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I wanna say Happy 12th Year to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://rxmorningrush.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning Rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. It's still THE best show in the FM world and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;C&amp;amp;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; will always be an unbeatable tandem on air. So what lies ahead of me after these funny top ten's? Good or bad, we'll see... For now I will just go back to listening to more hilarious top ten's while doing my work happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credits: http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/4/40/400px-Drama-icon.svg.png&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-4090501153259672529?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4090501153259672529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4090501153259672529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4090501153259672529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4090501153259672529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-laughter-fades-away.html' title='When Laughter Fades Away...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-9177107436607257933</id><published>2008-07-07T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:55:35.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out With the Old, In With the New...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yesterday my sister and I went to the salon to finally have our hairs trimmed. We decided to take Phoebe with us even though I didn't want at first (coz I didn't want an 'alaga').  But since she's not so 'alagain' anymore we decided to take her na lang, since no one's at home except her mom and two sibs. We went to Index Salon and waited for our turn; 30 minutes later, we're still waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was a bit surprised with Phoebe because she's kinda behave - she's not asking us to carry her, nor to say she wants to go home na. The only thing she requests for was an ice cream, so while we were still waiting I went to Mc Donald's and bought her a sundae. After a while I smelled some foul odor and checked Phoebe, oh my! She did number 2! Good thing she's wearing a diaper! We're kinda worried na coz we didn't bring extra diapers or undies and baby wipes for cleaning her up. What made it worse pa was that we weren't called yet (coz we requested for Khen, eh he's coloring someone's hair pa ata). After an hour, my sister was finally called, hay salamat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;While ate was having her hair cut, I was taking care of Phoebe and let her roam around, since she's behaved naman. Eh nabo-bore na ata siya so she started walking around the parlor, checking out the drawers. When it was my turn and she's still roaming around, I kept an eye on her, watching na baka may masira siya. When she looked at me and saw that I was looking at her, she laughed at me and continue walking. After my haircut I felt extremely relieved na para bang nabunutan ako ng tinik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We went to Jackman and Grand first so ate could buy shoes and bag for her new uniform and it was amazing that Phoebe is still behaved, as in hindi siya nagpa-karga though we can sense that she's tired na. So when we finally decided to go home ate carry her na lang and pagsakay ng tricycle, hayun at tulog agad si Phoebe Celica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As for my new fab 'do, I'm loving it. Felt like I was 5 years younger. Buti na lang we waited for our turn, it was all worth it... sobra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-9177107436607257933?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/9177107436607257933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=9177107436607257933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/9177107436607257933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/9177107436607257933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/07/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out With the Old, In With the New...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4480488250886922699</id><published>2008-06-18T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:06:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Just A Product, It's A Labor of Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 222px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SFkS_7l7JvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2P418JZNPM4/s320/meg10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213218933195876082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Last night I was happy that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my June ish was delivered sooner than I expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. I don't know if my blog had anything to do with it, but I'm really surprised that it come to me even before I can think of texting Michelle again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nica and I were IM-ing about this issue for a long time now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We're both tired of waiting for three weeks before it was delivered to us, but at the end of the day we still love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; I was actually surprised when she mentioned me in her article, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ten Great Things You Should Know About &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. I did not expect that from her, knowing that I wasn't as active as she is with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, but seeing my name at the pages of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; made me feel special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've only worked with UAAP special once, but it was definitely one of the most memorable experience. Not only that it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my first REAL &lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; work experience, it was also the reason why Nica, Florian and I became friends. Since the UAAP field work ended Nica and I never stopped communicating, sharing our love for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;" even until I became an intern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;internship was incomparable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. Although it was just for two months, I could say that I have met the best people there. They introduced me to the (as Peewee said) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"unglamorous part of working with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, which refers to the endless tasks that needs to be accomplished. Even though there were some people that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;drives me crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; during my time, the Editors were as nice as I thought they would be. Ever since then I've come to love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; more, especially the people who make sure every issue is a fab one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I remember a friend asking me if I get paid with all the articles I have written for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, and I said no. She told me that that's unfair and that I should be paid for it, but I told her that it's ok... not because I don't need the money, but because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love what I'm doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I guess that's really the case when you love doing something and you're passionate about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;; you will really do it all for the labor of love. Just like when I'm dancing for Kalinangan, it's ok not to have a TF after a show, just as long as we had a great performance and I get to bond with my co-dancers (but should have Food after, of course! =p).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This year, as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; turns ten, I feel proud and extremely happy that I became part of those wonderful ten years of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; in the business. Just like what Nica and I always say to each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;despite of all the boo hoos with the Circulation and/or the unprofessional writers who keeps on backing out come deadline days, we will always stick with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; It may be having a very tough competition with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, Seventeen &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Chalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, but for us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt; will always be THE number one teen glossy in the country, just as it was the First Local Teen Glossy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Here's to hoping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; ten more years (and another ten)! Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-4480488250886922699?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4480488250886922699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4480488250886922699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4480488250886922699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4480488250886922699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-just-product-its-labor-of-love.html' title='It&apos;s Not Just A Product, It&apos;s A Labor of Love!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SFkS_7l7JvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2P418JZNPM4/s72-c/meg10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4195764271056262354</id><published>2008-06-17T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:08:48.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga my life on stage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lea Salonga No Sky Too Big Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life on stage'/><title type='text'>No Sky Too Big (Lyrics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afleasalonga.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SFfCy-O-SWI/AAAAAAAAACs/mrUFmzLcTSM/s320/320x240a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212849274659686754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lea Salonga: No Sky Too Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Look at that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;slice of blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;, it's calling my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Look at that silver cloud, it's doing the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All over me I can see all my dreams tugging &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at all the seams of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I just need one moment, and the moment that counts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Is the moment I start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No sky too big, no dream too high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;No star too distant to which I can't fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No way I would go for all that's just there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In just a moment, I'm up in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Look at that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mound of earth&lt;/span&gt;, that's rising below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Look at the eagle, he's waving hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All within me I can feel every love tugging from above pulling me high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's time now they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All I need is today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;To give it a try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No sky too big, no dream too high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No star too distant to which I can't fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No way I would go for all that's just there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In just a moment, I'm up in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sure had my doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So what else is new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Who never had a misgiving or two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I'm learning now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Keep the wheels rollin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shift up my gears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Till the doubts are all gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No sky too big, no dream too high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No star too distant to which I can't fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No way I would go for all that's just there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In just a moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In just a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In just a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm up in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm up in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-4195764271056262354?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4195764271056262354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4195764271056262354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4195764271056262354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4195764271056262354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-sky-too-big-lyrics.html' title='No Sky Too Big (Lyrics)'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SFfCy-O-SWI/AAAAAAAAACs/mrUFmzLcTSM/s72-c/320x240a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7416577907987956496</id><published>2008-06-15T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:25:30.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/jCk_zn8_ue"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/jCk_zn8_ue" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/lilmissylil14/music/imGNbpst/beyonce_daddy/"&gt;daddy - beyonce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For the past 22 years of my life, you have been there for me... for us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;guiding us every step of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Even when Mom went away and life was hard on us, you stick with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You made sure we finished school, made sure we comply with every requirement, even if it means borrowing money from other people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You find ways to provide for us... even though sometimes, it isn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I almost wanted to hate you before... hate you for hurting our feelings... for doing what you're not suppose to do... but I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I respected you as my dad in spite of all the rumors about you... and will always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I may have rarely expressed my proud and gratitude about having you as my father, but this day, on a very special day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And I hope that one day, someday, you'll realize how much I love and feel very proud to be your daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Happy Father's Day, Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-7416577907987956496?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7416577907987956496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=7416577907987956496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7416577907987956496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7416577907987956496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/06/daddy.html' title='Daddy...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-2266358428795254904</id><published>2008-06-12T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:37:08.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Weight" A Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SFEmdoxtAkI/AAAAAAAAACk/5-NYOVOAlyI/s1600-h/normal_%255BANTM%255D_Amanda03_%2528Oliver_Bronson___Dylan_Don%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SFEmdoxtAkI/AAAAAAAAACk/5-NYOVOAlyI/s320/normal_%255BANTM%255D_Amanda03_%2528Oliver_Bronson___Dylan_Don%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210988534448325186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While most of the girls out there are dying to lose weight, I will be going to the other side. Last Tuesday, while still a bit weak from a fever last weekend, I checked my weight on the scale and was very surprised to see the result. The result stated that I needed to gain not just a pound or three, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(or more) pounds&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bulimic or anorexic, nor I was a fan of the word "diet."&lt;/span&gt; Although a lot of people tells me that I was "on a diet" whenever I refuse to eat lunch, I never really diet or limit the food I take... It's just that I eat only when I'm hungry, and stops when I feel full... until recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks ago I stopped eating lunch for different reasons. Either I'm still feeling full because I had heavy breakfast (rice, that is) or it's just that I'm not in the mood to eat anything heavy. Then after a week or two I noticed that I have already been doing that for over a week so I checked myself on the scale... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;87lbs&lt;/span&gt;. Oh my! I was below my average weight of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;93lbs&lt;/span&gt;. Since I have a toothache I found an excuse and thought it may be because of that (can't eat too much). I tried using Sensodyne so I can still eat whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last Saturday, January 07th, I woke up at 7:30 in the morning with a sore throat. I tried to not mind it by having water therapy, thinking it may heal. After breakfast I decided to wash some of the tops I will be using for the next day's company outing and since those are just 5pcs, I've decided to hand wash all of it. But only after 10 minutes or less my back starts aching all the way to my spine and again, I tried not to mind it and finish with the laundry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt very tired after the laundry but still went to the grocery in the afternoon. I was still feeling ok at that time, but I can already feel some back and muscle pains. By the morning of Sunday I still kinda felt ok so I thought that the trip to Zambales will be stress and pain free for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Sunday night, my body starts to really scream from pain... Fever starts rising, I couldn't eat (as in NOT IN THE MOOD), and my back aches soooo bad! I stayed for most hours in our room at the resort resting, so I can join the Island Hopping the following day... which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came back in Manila last Monday, June 09th, I headed straight to bed and rest til the next day. The next day I woke up still feeling dizzy but thankfully, without fever anymore. I tried to eat even though I could hardly eat (I feel like throwing up when I eat anything) and just stay in bed so I can regain my strength. Then I decided to check on my weight again and there it stated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;81lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Oh.My.God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I couldn't believe what I saw and made me realized that (maybe) the reason why I'm feeling dizzy and weak all this time was because I'm sooooo underweight! I know I gain and lose weight easily, but I never expected it would dropped to like that. Although I know I can gain my target weight in less than two weeks, eating more is a bit difficult now since I'm already used to eating small amounts of food... but I'm trying, little by little. Hopefully, in two weeks time, I would be able to regain my old weight and strength back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only my Mom was here, for sure I already received &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kurot sa singit&lt;/span&gt; right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-2266358428795254904?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/2266358428795254904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=2266358428795254904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/2266358428795254904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/2266358428795254904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/06/weight-minute.html' title='&quot;Weight&quot; A Minute'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SFEmdoxtAkI/AAAAAAAAACk/5-NYOVOAlyI/s72-c/normal_%255BANTM%255D_Amanda03_%2528Oliver_Bronson___Dylan_Don%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7720483869966058444</id><published>2008-06-06T11:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:48:51.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg mag ph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg ph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg'/><title type='text'>On Pleasing Others...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Have you ever experienced writing a piece and ended up being misunderstood by someone? There was a time in my life when I wrote a piece entitled, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG, Bakit Ka Ganyan?&lt;/span&gt;, aiming to blurt out my disappointment about the Circulation team. I felt relieve after I wrote the piece and having a former MEG EIC in my contacts I PMed her about the matter, just to fill her shocked. My first message goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; May 31, '08 12:57 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; for users tinypoem and jhacktelan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My apology for my blog... the Circulation just disappoints me alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Since 2006, I ALWAYS receive my copy very late, usually on the 3rd or 4th week of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Nica has been telling me to send a complaint but I refuse to because Michelle Eugenio complies naman when I text her that I haven't received my copy yet. But if that will happen every month, that's just tiring. What's pissing me off more was the fact that I'm from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212723130_3"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;, which is 45 minutes away from the office. I will understand the delayed if I am living in the province but no eh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hindi naman ako taga-bundok para ma-delay nang sobra yung pagpapadala ng copy ko.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Maybe I will just follow Peewee's advice to me to not renew my subscription anymore... but who knows, maybe i will still subscribe if miracles happen with the Circulation. Sabi ko nga kay Peewee, I love MEG so much, except for the Circulation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Jhack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Much to my surprise, I think she misunderstood the point of my blog and replied with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hi Jhack,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I understand your frustration! Having been there myself, please know that the Editorial team itself is frustrated knowing that subscribers aren't happy, but unfortunately, no matter how many times we've brought this up with Circulation, we have no power over their department. The thing is, your post probably hurts the Meg Editorial team more than Circulation, because people who don't bother to read the entire post will just automatically think that you're complaining about the magazine itself, not its late delivery. I think Nica's right, do send a formal complaint to Circulation, or even to Peewee which she can show management and forward to Circulation. That way, you will be targeting the right department with the right procedure, instead of making the entire magazine sound bad in public, which I'm sure is not your intention. Thanks for letting me know your thoughts, and I'm glad you care so much about Meg. Hope your official complaint might actually spark a real change. Good luck! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Right after I read her message I felt like I wanted to cry from guilt. No, I actually shed tears a few moments later. I was so devastated that she might not understood my point that I made MEG looked so bad and that I have problems with the magazine itself, not the Circulation team alone. So to my conviction and desire to make her understand my part, I told her my most disappointing experience about the Circulation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I am sorry... I really am. I never intended to hurt the Editorial team nor anyone at MEG, I just really want to let it out, which is exactly why I close my blog for just my contacts. I was so disappointed when my May ish come VERY late (May 27); I understand though that they had a problem with the printing last May, so by the time the May issue came out I waited for my copy to be delivered. I texted Michelle Eugenio last May 26th, Monday, to inform about my undelivered copy because Nica already got hers on the 3rd week (I did not texted her on the 3rd week because I was assuming it will also come that week, but it didn't so I informed her early in the morning of the 26th). Michelle Eugenio asked for until the next day so they can deliver the copy, which they did naman. This is actually the reason why I refuse to sent a formal complaint, kasi when I inform them na I haven't received my copy, they complied naman. But what's tiring for me was the fact that I have to text and inform them pa just so I can have my copy delivered. I think that that's just a little unfair for us subscribers kasi we paid for it pero we don't get the right service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Actually, I talked to Peewee already about my concern with the Circulation and she said that she will talk to the department daw. She also told me that she herself also received different complains about the late deliveries, and they try their best naman. I understand that it is possible to have a problem with anything every month but I hope it changes, kasi it's still business and the subscriber's does not deserve that kind of treatment. But I think I will just follow Peewee's advice to not extend my subscription na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I apologize if my blog entry hurt anyone... I just really want to let it all out. Anyway, I will still remain true to my words that I am and will be loyal to MEG forever... despite of all the problems with the Circulation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And to my relief, I finally got the understanding that I need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Thanks so much for your support Jhack, it means a lot, even if I'm not in Meg anymore. But you are right, it's still business and the subscribers don't deserve that kind of treatment, that's why you become subscribers in the first place, to get more benefits than regular readers and to ensure that your copies will always be delivered either earlier or on time. If it happens again next month, perhaps it's time to lodge a formal complaint--you can phrase it politely and say that you appreciate that Michelle of Circulation responds quickly to your complaint, but the thing is, you shouldn't have to complain at all for them to act, and you're also speaking for all the other subscribers who don't have a voice. Obviously, they do what they can to take care of you, but I can imagine how many other subscribers must be feeling like you and just cancel their subscription out of frustration. And Meg really doesn't want to let down their readers, and even worse, lose some of them. Of course, you don't have to write a complaint if you're uncomfortable doing that. But I hope they get their act together soon! Thanks again Jhack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So I ended the conversation with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Actually, it's not just me who's not extending the subscription, Nica's not extending anymore as well. I know she has been a subscriber for years now, but because of the disappointing acts of the circulation department she will, for the first time, not going to renew her subscription anymore. If I remembered it right, Michelle offered her a 3-month free trial after she sent a formal complaint (which will end this June), but nothing has changed so she just decided not to continue with the subscription anymore. I am actually worried about other subscribers, because I can take all the late deliveries but of course, I will also feel hurt if MEG lose readers or subscribers because of the Circulation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I always make sure to give Michelle a consideration whenever I text her about my undelivered copy but I am still a subscriber and I paid for it, therefore I should be treated rightly. Anyway, Nica mentioned to me that the Anniv ish might come out late again so maybe I have to expect a late delivery again.. but I hope it won't happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But don't worry, you can count on me and Nica that we will stick with MEG. As we always say to each other nga, "Nasa system na namin yung MEG and we cannot and won't take it in there forever!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My apologies once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I then realized that while all of us are free to vent anything through our blog, not everyone will agree to what we say. Unfortunately, not every readers can or will side on us, however great or worse the blog is all about. I've thought to myself that I will and can write whatever I want on my blog, but Nica's right... we have to consider the readers as well. Even if we say that it is MINE and I am free to do anything with it, apparently, someone will always go to the other side... which can also be good for us... sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When you lie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&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/13689930-7720483869966058444?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7720483869966058444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=7720483869966058444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7720483869966058444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7720483869966058444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-pleasing-others.html' title='On Pleasing Others...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-2494073299825591710</id><published>2008-05-29T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:58:46.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Best LEAdventure (so far)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was such a greeeeaaaat experience at the My Life Onstage concert and although this wasn't the first time that we'll be meeting Lea Salonga in person, the after show feels like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Meet and Greet was fun! Although we didn't had the chance to get close with her, it was touching that it seemed like she wanted to pause when she saw us at the entrance but we chose not to bother her anymore because it's already late and there's still one more show the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yes, I watched on both nights but it was really worth it. The second night was double fun compared to the first night! After the concert we headed to the backstage (though very unsure because we didn't have the passes), but because we're so into meeting Lea we followed all the way to the tent where the Meet and Greet is happening (thanks so Sheila by the way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not the very first thing in mind, yes we lined up just to have a picture and an autograph signed. We don't usually do it, but decided to because we don't want to happen what we experienced last night. When it was me and Rico's turn Lea said, "Oh here they are!" I knew she knows we're AFLSers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jhacktelan.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SD4ph3pWtNI/AAAAAAAAACc/mRLIQbNdxTg/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205643881136698578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After she signed my program I asked her if we could have a picture taken with Jeff's cam. She said sure and pose, after that, she called everyone else to join us for a group pic, "Hey, come here!" So we asked the "guards" to take the picture and thanked Manang after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afleasalonga.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SD4ph3pWtMI/AAAAAAAAACU/fO8vakOjnRI/s320/IMGP4222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205643881136698562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wasn't going to elaborate on that more (coz I have review of the concert to be posted soon) but it was so far THE BEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watch out for the telecast on ABS-CBN on June 15th. The Making of Cinderella will also air on ABS-CBN this Sunday, June 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&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/13689930-2494073299825591710?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/2494073299825591710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=2494073299825591710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/2494073299825591710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/2494073299825591710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-leadventure-so-far.html' title='THE Best LEAdventure (so far)!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SD4ph3pWtNI/AAAAAAAAACc/mRLIQbNdxTg/s72-c/IMG_0441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7907021936705429184</id><published>2008-05-20T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:46:33.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Now???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Two weeks have passed and I am so glad that I beat my deadline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well, it's been two days since the I passed my work and all I got is a nice "Thank You." I know this may be a sign of gratitude but I don't know why things are a bit bugging me... Well, I just wish that things will be on right. I know that I got and have done how they want it to turn out but the question is, "Have I satisfied their taste?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, as much as I want to say Yes, I can't really be sure... but we'll see. Very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&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/13689930-7907021936705429184?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7907021936705429184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=7907021936705429184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7907021936705429184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7907021936705429184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-now.html' title='What Now???'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6811491490196092096</id><published>2008-05-08T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:43:54.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: MEG Grand Go-See '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SCJ22tk3kXI/AAAAAAAAABs/6QzWbG1wAzM/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SCJ22tk3kXI/AAAAAAAAABs/6QzWbG1wAzM/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197847602258219378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;It's only half past 11 in the morning but I already feel excited about going to the Go-See; not because I will join the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt; Face Search&lt;/a&gt;, but finally, I would get to see the people I've grown to love in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; again. Then come afternoon I received a text from Ana, saying that she can't make it for the night because they will be having a rehearsal til 11pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ganda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I texted (EIC) Peewee instead and asked her if she was visiting the Go-See because I will be there to meet Nica and Florian. After a while she replied to me and said that she will be there but can't stay til 6pm because she will be attending another event. I told myself that it's ok coz we may still meet if I leave early (in the office).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I left at 5:11 in the office, hoping I could come to Glorietta before 6pm, which I did. I arrived at SM Makati at 5:45 and since I don't know where the Go-See booth is I texted Peewee to ask where the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; booth was located but she did not reply )=. Good thing the booth was just at the Activity Center!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was surprised to see the fabulous booth where a lot of girls are lining up for the registration, the make over booths, and the photo booth (where they will have their picture taken). I keep on walking around the booth, trying to find someone I know (while Nica hasn't arrived yet). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Wow, in-fairness ang daming sponsors ha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; I said to myself. I keep walking and stopping around the booth, actually trying to look for either Peewee or Tin (Yang). As I stopped for a while to text Nica, a man walk up to me and offered me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"join the search."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; I told him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"No thanks, I was just waiting for a friend, Manong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, but in reality, I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Uhm, manong, I'm already contented (with just) writing for meg."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; I walk into the registration booth and look for the magazines they are selling (looking for the May issue) and again, a lady told me to "join the search" because they also offer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"free make over."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; Being the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;suplada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; that I am I said no and kept looking at the magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;As I was getting a bit sad about not seeing Peewee (coz we're supposed to meet so we can catch up), I sat down and read my texts. Thankfully, Nica finally texted me and said that she's already on her way to Glorietta (with an officemate). I also received a text from Peewee saying that she just left (along with the directions) but will be here tomorrow. Anyway, when Nica and her officemate arrived we decided to go to the go-see booth and check it out. Too bad we can't enter just like that coz the booths are exclusive for girls who are joining the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG Face Search&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Because of our eagerness to go inside Nica and I decided to buy the magazine and proceed with the go-see just so we can enter the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; booth. It was funny coz we (have to) pretend that we're both 21 and a college student! Hahaha! Anyway, upon waiting for our turn for the make over I finally saw Tinny, holding lists that facilitators use to write the contestant's number and name. She said that she was assigned in the Styling section and told us that we can only have our hair and make up done (obvious reasons). I introduced her to Nica and then dished out to go back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;After 50 years of waiting, the guy, Michael, finally called us for make up. We were headed to The Face Shop booth where we met our "make up artists." I finished first so I get my camera  from my bad and take snap shots of Nica having made up. When Nica was finished she told me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"let's have a picture with our stylists"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, which they gamely approved. As Nica and I were about to go out to meet Florian, Michael called us again and said we're not done yet, but we told him that we will not finish the makeover anymore because we're leaving. He gave us our "passport" as a remembrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nica, Florian and I went to Starbucks so we can talk about things. Too bad Nica's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"iniirog" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;wasn't there. =)) We stayed in Starbucks for the next few hours talking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; days, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;MEG&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;babies, and our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;inis-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; for HER (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"L.B."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;). We talked about how we miss the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Pierra-Mabel-Peewee tandem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, our own internships, and the UAAP seasons. Nica and I also talked about out upcoming article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;(yes, we're working together again, yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;. She shared that when she was to tell Peewee that she needed help for the article (because the topic will surely create a buzz once published) and that she's seeking help from me, Peewee told her (something like), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Oo nga, asan na ang bruhang 'yon? Bakit hindi siya nagpaparamdam? Sasabunutan ko yun eh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Hehe, sorry po ate ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; Anyway, no more spoilers... =p We talked until both our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"sundo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; came. We parted ways and hugged each other goodbye, hoping we would meet again some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;All in all, I was actually impressed with this year's Go-See because aside from the fact that they have a lot of sponsors, a lot of girls really participated in the search. I missed working for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.meggurl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, and I'm really excited to finally work again... even for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Labor of Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; (if you know what I mean).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;--&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little drama on the side:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;exciting as it may seem for me to write and contribute again, I'm really really nervous as to how my writings will come out. I don't want to disappoint the people who trusted me (that I can do it) and going for this is my biggest fear. I just wish I can pull this off and make a difference to other teens, just like (what happened to) my debut article,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Remembering My Mom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;When you lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Be Consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-6811491490196092096?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6811491490196092096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6811491490196092096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6811491490196092096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6811491490196092096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/05/review-meg-grand-go-see-08.html' title='Review: MEG Grand Go-See &apos;08'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SCJ22tk3kXI/AAAAAAAAABs/6QzWbG1wAzM/s72-c/IMG_0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-8128749679077541263</id><published>2008-05-03T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:47:53.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I Realized...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chicogarcia.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SByIx6JqFiI/AAAAAAAAABk/BxryBpPMvSg/s320/sign7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196178461083440674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. A good quality camera and a creative mind can give life even to the most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://chicogarcia.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Silence doesn't always mean yes, you're weak, or you can't fight back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I believe that the most dangerous enemy are the ones not saying anything because once they said something, it will surely hit you straight to the bones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. While most people think that being alone is the worse thing that could happen to a person, it isn't always the truth. In fact, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;doing things on your own can give you the opportunity to do whatever the heck you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A friendship that started in an instant won't last for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Especially if you are forced to befriend that someone just because you are in the same area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's much better to have a blog full of hate but all-original entries than a blog full of crappy copy-pasted materials.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Just when you think your enemy doesn't care about you anymore, well, they do! In fact, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;they always check your personal spaces over the internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; (but they make sure they are) offline.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When you posted something hurtful and a frienemy posted an "answer" to your post, it means that not only had she read your post, it also hit her straight to the heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The best way to fight back is keep quiet and be a great observer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Don't mind them if they say you're chicken, they will eat everything they have said in the future once you've come up with a master plan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Love is not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. I watched The Hills vid streaming in MTV.com and LC was right. When you love someone or something it must be for sure and for real. Because if you love someone just because you benefit from them, then it's not actually love. Maybe you just need the other person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A real friend is someone who is ready and willing to take your words of wisdom no matter how hurtful it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; If you don't want a "friend" to make "pakealam" your life, then you're not really friends.&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is never enough to just dream and believe.&lt;/span&gt; If you want to achieve something, don't just sit there and believe that one day it will all come true... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make way to achieve those dreams and goals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. I can't believe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm back on some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; again&lt;/span&gt;! Finally... I hope this could be the "real" start.&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It pays to be Honest and True to your self.&lt;/span&gt; You may lose a few people in your life because of this, but trust me, nothing is more important than being true not only to the people around you, but most especailly to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That's it for now. I will update this entry once I've come up with another set of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Be Consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-8128749679077541263?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8128749679077541263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=8128749679077541263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8128749679077541263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/8128749679077541263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-i-realized.html' title='Today I Realized...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/SByIx6JqFiI/AAAAAAAAABk/BxryBpPMvSg/s72-c/sign7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1039672850679698775</id><published>2008-04-01T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:51:08.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blacksheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you ever hated your parents? Have they ever hurt you, physically or mentally, that made you cursed them? I admit I'm not the best daughter my parents ever had; I have had gaps with them before and have done a lot of crazy things that they punished me for it, but there is something I know I have to be proud of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a friend whose father isn't the best father in the world. She once told me that his father had other family (or was it families?) and the worse part is his father sometimes asked money from her to finance the needs of his second family. As the prime daughter my friend felt a little anger for her dad so when she has a boyfriend, she moved out of the house and live with her boyfriend's (family) house. Their relationship lasted for a few years until they broke up of third party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, even though her father already had another family he still go home at their house to spend some time with them. Several months after they broke up, she had a new boyfriend that seemed ok with her family, but it was the other way around for the guy's side. They were a happy couple until she met this girl in our office that filled all the things her boyfriend can't. We tried to talk to her and tell not to do "that" because she is taken by another person. But little did we know, it's already been a few weeks since they have been together. I felt a bit mad at her because I felt like she made no difference with her father. And here's why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe in the saying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Ang ginawa ng matanda ay gagawin din ng bata"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and for me cheating on her boyfriend doesn't make any difference with his father cheating at her mother.  What is more disappointing is that she hated her father that she even shared once, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kung merong mauuna sa kanila (ng nanay ko), sana siya na lang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know my father hurt us as well before.... having girlfriends only several months after mom passed away, and some (I mean most) are even younger than me. I almost hated him because he let it happened to us, but I realized I can't really hate him... because I respect him and I love him as my father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't understand why there are sons and daughter who treated their parents like that. They're also human, they've also become sons and daughters, and I know, they know better than us. If they made something bad to our family, I think it's not only him that should be blamed, but us as well because we let it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am glad that while my dad is back in his old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"binata life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, my siblings and I stay stucked together amidst the trials. And one reason behind this I think is that because when my parents are still together, they taught us the values of respect, love and loyalty. And one more thing is that even if mom wasn't here anymore, my dad worked so hard to make the three of us graduate from college... And I am very proud of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Be Consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-1039672850679698775?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1039672850679698775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1039672850679698775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1039672850679698775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1039672850679698775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/04/blacksheep.html' title='Blacksheep'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3893113638107876778</id><published>2008-03-25T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:47:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Friendship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To Call a Friend, or a Former Friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNREAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Makes You a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total Dumbass&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; coz You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let the Bitch Fool You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... And If You're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Too Quiet to Tell Her What's Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;, then There is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No One to be Blame but &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Self&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff409f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&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/13689930-3893113638107876778?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3893113638107876778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3893113638107876778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3893113638107876778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3893113638107876778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-friendship.html' title='On Friendship...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-3225040424058405561</id><published>2008-03-14T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:34:26.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme Song(s) ng Buhay Ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Song that would remind you of your ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; n/a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Song you usually sing when your in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the bathroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; no particular song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Song that you offer for your special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Flaws and All by Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Song that you want someone to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sing to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; The Promise by Martin Nievera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Song you used to sing when you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in pre-school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; disney songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Song you and your mom/dad love to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; dad always want me to sing "How did you know" in Vid-oke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Song that's playing on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Listen by Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Song that would make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; There are lots; Listen, Flaws and All, I Only Wanna Be With You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Vonda Shepard), Two Words (Lea Salonga), etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Current song you downloaded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; With You by Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Song on your friendster profile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Makes Me Wonder - Marie Digby cover (audio), Listen - Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Song that would make you groove?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Get Me Bodied (Beyonce), Don't Stop the Music (Rihanna), Whine Up (Kat de Luna), Low (Flo-Rida ft T-Pain), Straight Up (Sean Paul), etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Song most played on your IPOD/MP4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beyonce and Lea songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Ringtone of your Cellphone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Two Words-With You I'm Born Again by Rob Chien and Lea Salonga (Calls), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Umbrella by Marie Digby (Texts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Song that you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Ulan by Cueshe at madami pang iba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Favorite song when you were in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;highschool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; This I Promise You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Song that would best describe your current situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Listen by Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Song you always hear nowadays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; Bug-A-boo/Beyonce Experience album (Still on High)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. You and your bestfriend's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;themesong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; This I Promise You (You know who you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Song you always sing in a videoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; I Honestly Love You, depends on my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. when you die, what song will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;played on your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt; OMG, I don't know... maybe Good Enough by Sarah McLachlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&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/13689930-3225040424058405561?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3225040424058405561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=3225040424058405561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3225040424058405561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/3225040424058405561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/03/theme-songs-ng-buhay-ko.html' title='Theme Song(s) ng Buhay Ko...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-5086654963690535173</id><published>2008-03-13T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:53:06.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Centennial Confessions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waaahah this is my 101th post... I can't believe I reached my first hundredth post here in blogger... Started out when I was in college, I've already, almost, forgot about this blog, but here I am, typing my 101th post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe how many thoughts I have shared to, well, anyone who reads this blog... if there is any! =p But if truth be told, I am proud of this blog coz this contains original thoughts and not a blog full of copy-pasted material... like some GIRLs do. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm, if YOU read this well this is the only thing I could say to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There is nothing you can do with this rant but just raise your eyebrow coz I won't stop doing this. I am entitled for my own view point so I will say whatever the heck I wanted to say, so long as I don't name names... (coz that's more decent than blurting out a name) If you want, you can blog it... Come on, you can write it out, you're free to write it... Can you? (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway... I am happy right now. Not just because all my efforts paid off but because little by little, all the ugly ones are going away. And No, I did not put a cursed on them... It just happened. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one more thing before I go, I wanted everyone to know that this is staying alive... so you'll probably see another hundred of this... and hopefully, more than hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Jhack(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you&lt;/span&gt; lie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&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/13689930-5086654963690535173?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5086654963690535173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=5086654963690535173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5086654963690535173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/5086654963690535173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/03/centennial-confessions.html' title='Centennial Confessions...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6196650623465170776</id><published>2008-02-29T11:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:22:54.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts 101: Of England Jersey, Beyonce, and Today's Rally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/R8gUxuYeA3I/AAAAAAAAABI/TPYX6fd6lZQ/s1600-h/PHTO0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/R8gUxuYeA3I/AAAAAAAAABI/TPYX6fd6lZQ/s320/PHTO0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172407016531821426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;England Jersey #08:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Friday and I am wearing all red today. Today I was wearing this cute red #08 England jersey bebi and I bought last weekend at 168. Sooooooooo cute! I topped it with my red peep toe flats, jeans, and my red lacoste back pack. Joy was teasing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Happy Birthday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; when she saw me in the comfort room... Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Beyonce vs. Charice Pempengco:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A few weeks ago I heard my officemates talk about Charice Pempengco's version of Listen (from the movie, Dreamgirls). As everyone knows, Listen was sung by Beyonce and for me it was one of the best songs she's ever performed. Then I heard them said that Charice's version is way better than Beyonce because Beyonce can't sing it (live) the way she recorded it (coz in Beyonce Experience, she did not sing the high note part of the song, but did it on a lower note instead). I think it's kinda pathetic, comparing Beyonce into a thirteen (?) year old kid. I mean, come on, Charice has a good voice; I even think she's one of the best singers of her time, but puhlease! Do not compare her with Beyonce! Beyonce's version of the song is moving and knowing the lyric and the message of the song doesn't just suit Charice Pempengco. Beyonce has gone through a lot and for me her version is way flawless than Charice Pempengco and Bianca Ryan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makati Rally at 1pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This morning, while I was on my way to work a woman ride into the same bus I was riding in, holding a banner saying "Evil Gloria." I am not an Anti-Administration and neither a Pro-Admin, but I think that it's a bit stupid that these people will actually waste their time yelling at Paseo de Roxas and Ayala Avenue, to try and oust President Gloria. Well, yes, the woman had done a mistake, I meant we all do, but for me, even if they oust Gloria and put VP Noli de Castro into the position, if everyone else did not change then nothing good will really happen in the Philippines. I just wish that people will wake up to their senses and think of what should be really done. Let her finish her term, saka kayo mag-agawan sa pwesto! (And for sure, Jun Lozada is already thinking of running for the 2010 elections).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh please, God Bless the Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&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/13689930-6196650623465170776?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6196650623465170776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6196650623465170776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6196650623465170776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6196650623465170776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-thoughts-101-of-england-jersey.html' title='Random Thoughts 101: Of England Jersey, Beyonce, and Today&apos;s Rally'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/R8gUxuYeA3I/AAAAAAAAABI/TPYX6fd6lZQ/s72-c/PHTO0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-7104343218570966326</id><published>2008-02-27T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:51:35.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not.In.The.Mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's half past 11 and I'm still not in the mood to eat anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I had bread, steak, egg and tomatoes for breakfast and right now I still don't wanna eat when I know I should. So I went to ministop to grab something to eat later when I felt hungry. I was supposed to buy donuts but I instead get two Cream-O's, a bottle of water, and Cadburry's Chocettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I actually feel a bit dizzy; I presumed this was because of coffee because I am already drinking coffee for three days straight. For those who didn't know, I stopped drinking coffee (and avoided drinking Iced Tea that often) last year because it made me feel dizzy and have butterflies in my stomach. But lately I started drinking again, thinking that it's just because of the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And when I do drink coffee for how many straight days, this happens, and I mean I really feel dizzy when this happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But hey, I love coffee and I couldn't (and wouldn't) just resist it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I actually had coffee (again) this morning so maybe that's why I am not yet in the mood to eat anything (besides still feeling full).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Suddenly, I remember what my tita's Feng Shui book said about the Oxen people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Watch out for stomach and digestive system...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When you lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Be Consistent. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&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/13689930-7104343218570966326?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7104343218570966326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=7104343218570966326&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7104343218570966326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/7104343218570966326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/02/notinthemood.html' title='Not.In.The.Mood.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-185706950470607816</id><published>2008-02-26T11:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:55:03.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amidst the Silence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You know when you have a silent war going on between your colleagues... which is better, a fight that is like a roller coaster ride, so loud and nasty; or something like mercy killing? Quiet yet your insides are like bomb, ready to explode anytime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have been "alone" for the past few weeks, and though I could actually say that I am happy, things around me are pretty nasty. I love being alone, but seeing the freaky people inside makes me just go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't wanna hear no nonsense stories about people I don't know... their crappy-ness and bullsh!ts in life, anything that is a total waste of my precious time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But hey, I cannot take that away from them... It's their right, I mean, they can say whatever the heck they want, so long as I don't hear my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And one more thing before I go back to my work, I just wanted to tell the world that I am happy... because little by little, I am beginning to eliminate the nonsense people in my life. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mean but yes, it's true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Consistent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&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/13689930-185706950470607816?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/185706950470607816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=185706950470607816&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/185706950470607816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/185706950470607816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/02/amidst-silence.html' title='Amidst the Silence...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1851168601993115202</id><published>2008-02-21T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:48:14.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Random Question/s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.Ano ang mas madalas mo pindutin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delete or Backspace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ delete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.Raincoat, umbrella o sugod sa ulan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ umbrella (kahit gusto ko mag-raincoat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.sometimes you hate your cellphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because___?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ of forwarded messages... (here's the truth: I don't read them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.Paano mo patayin ang ipis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ tumatakbo ako pag nakakakita ako ng ipis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.Anong una mong pinupuntahan sa mall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ it depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.Nahulog kna ba sa Stairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.Message mo sa mahal mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ kalamo kalamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.mahal mo pa ba xa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.gano ka kafunny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ HAHA funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10.Have you fallen in love with your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ WT?! They're girlies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11.Naiilang ka ba pag ikaw lang ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kumakain at nakatingin lang ang mga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kasama mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ uh, hindeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12.Bakit may mga taong manhid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ kasi manhid din ako sa kanila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13.pano ka magalit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ tahimik lang... hindi namamansin, pinipigilang sumabog ang sarili ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14.Anong Maganda/Masarap Gawin sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Outing w/Barkada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ eat, share stories, dance and just have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15.How was your 2007 Summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ just ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16.How long was your longest telebabad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ 45mins-1hr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17.Last place uv been to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18.They say you are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ haughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19.Last thing you drank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20.Last thing you bought for yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ squidballs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;21.You want to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^ just loose it all off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.anong ayos ng buhok mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- hair down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. kumusta na ang puso mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- nasa loob pa din ng katawan ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. may iniisip ka ba ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- meron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. madali ka bang magalit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- OO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. kelan ka huling nakakita ng unggoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- last year, sa Avilon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. kelan ka huling uminom ng taho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- this year lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. anong huli mong ininom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- TUBEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. my crush k b ngayun??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- wala! crush pa?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. single? taken? o reserved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- ano sa tingin mo? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. kelan ka huling tumawa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- a few mins ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. madali ka bang maimpluwensyahan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. e may lakad ka ba mamaya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- sa kapitbahay, kakaen ng dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13.may pinoproblema ka ba ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- wala naman... siguro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. anong pinakagusto mong nabili?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- my iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. mahilig ka bang tumakbo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- no but i brisk walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. anong huli mong napanood sa tv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- ANTM and Tyra... Sabay ngayon! waaaahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Di ko alam ano uunahin ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. madali ka bang magpatawad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- honestly, hindi... pero depende sa nagawa at kung sino papaawarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. malikot ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- matulog? oo sobra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. anong mas gusto mo? single na gusto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mo plang o taken na mahal mo na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;21. last friend/s you have been with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- abei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. ilan ang sim mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- tatlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. sino madalas mO ka text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- abei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;24. anong pinapakinggan mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- ANTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;25.san ka nakita last sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- church, sm north, moa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. may curfew ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- wala naman, but i make sure i don't go home (super) late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;27. anong pinagkakaabalahan mo ngaun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- TV saka eto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;28. sa palagay mo cno sunod na ssagot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sa survey na to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- ewan ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;29. cno ung taong huling nagpaiyak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- di ko na matandaan eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"When you got something in your head, don't stop until you're really, really good at it."  -Lea Salonga&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/13689930-1851168601993115202?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1851168601993115202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1851168601993115202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1851168601993115202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1851168601993115202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/02/1.html' title='Another Random Question/s'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1681618452702280065</id><published>2008-02-12T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:18:16.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pursuit of Happy-ness</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Picture this: You are alone in your station, doing your stuff, while everyone else around you talks happily about nothingness. Lunch time go and you are eating alone by yourself. Come dismissal time, and still you are alone... Would you be happy if it were you experiencing all that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But of course I will!&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jhacktelan.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R7GAKgoKCrQAAFjlsYo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.jhacktelan.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R7GAKgoKCrQAAFjlsYo1/friend.jpg?et=6XArfL34FuCHiYuhZAKfTQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Well, these past few days I am alone "there". Not literally though, but I have no company as I go through each and every day. No one to talk to when things get boring and no one to ride the jeepney when it's time to come home. But, as weird as it may seem, I am actually having fun being alone these past few days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The perks are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can eat wherever I want.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can eat whatever I want.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am able to do my task as many as I used to finished.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When things get boring, I just easily turn my music on and listen to my fave songs at the moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can go home as early or as late as I want to... Without no one I have to wait!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;6.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can go straight home without passing through the mall first and check out whatever I see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;7.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am assured that my client is satisfied with my work (because I am fully concentrated with it).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;8.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When it's time to work, I can go straight to work. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;9.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't need to listen to endless stories no more (which is a disturbance to my work)!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;10. I can fully concentrate with my task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You may think that the list is kinda retarded but I am telling you, I really enjoy the things going right now. And believe it or not, it is sooooo ok for me to keep it that way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And besides, I am doing something I SHOULD be doing... not something that isn't in my LINE OF WORK. Why wouldn't I be happy with that? (=&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-1681618452702280065?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1681618452702280065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1681618452702280065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1681618452702280065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1681618452702280065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/02/pursuit-of-happy-ness.html' title='The Pursuit of Happy-ness'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1257105083949827625</id><published>2008-02-08T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:10:10.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCP: AUDITIONS FOR FREELANCE DANCERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" size="5"&gt;A U D I T I O N S for&lt;br&gt;f R e e L a N c E d A n C e R s&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" size="2"&gt;The CCP is auditioning freelance dancers&lt;br&gt;who can do both folk and contemporary&lt;br&gt;dances for a touring production.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saturday 9 February / Tanghalang Nicanor&lt;br&gt;Abelardo (CCP Main Theater)&lt;br&gt;Tuesday 12 February / Tanghalang Aurelio&lt;br&gt;Tolentino (CCP Little Theater)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Registration 5-6PM&lt;br&gt;Auditions 6-8PM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please bring resume &amp; two (2) pictures&lt;br&gt;(1 passport size &amp; 1 full body shot).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For details, please contact&lt;br&gt;Ms. Bernie Abella at 832-1125 loc. 1111&lt;br&gt;or Ms. Clottie Lucero loc. 1606.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ms. Dominique R.H. Dionisio Culture and&lt;br&gt;Arts Officer II, Music Division&lt;br&gt;Performing Arts Department, Cultural&lt;br&gt;Center of the Philippines&lt;br&gt;Office No.: 832-1125 loc. 1605/Fax No.:&lt;br&gt;832-2314&lt;br&gt;E-mail: ccp.musicdivision@yahoo.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Ps: Sa'n kaya ang tour??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-1257105083949827625?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1257105083949827625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=1257105083949827625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1257105083949827625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/1257105083949827625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/02/ccp-auditions-for-freelance-dancers.html' title='CCP: AUDITIONS FOR FREELANCE DANCERS'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-6282840937176147898</id><published>2008-01-28T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:53:51.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCP's PASINAYA 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;(From CCP's Friendster account... Nuod tayo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;“PAY WHAT YOU CAN, SEE ALL YOU CAN”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;at the CCP's P A S I N A Y A 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The public is invited to sneak previews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;of the 2008 performance season at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Cultural Center of the Philippines in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PASINAYA 2008: The CCP Open House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Festival on Sunday, February 3 at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;various CCP venues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pasinaya 2008 features the CCP resident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;companies and guests artists in 10-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;minute showcases throughout the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hands-on workshops, seminars, walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tours, film screenings of the Cinemalaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Independent Film Festival shall be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;featured on the same day. Free admission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;is offered to all exhibits in the CCP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;galleries. There will be food booths,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;information and marketing displays, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;activity stations for audiences of all ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pasinaya 2008 offers previews of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2008 season of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Philippine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Philharmonic Orchestra, UST Symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Orchestra, Ramon Obusan Folkloric Group,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tanghalang Pilipino&lt;/span&gt;, Ballet Philippines,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Philippine Ballet Theater, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bayanihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippine National Folk Dance Company&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Philippine Madrigal Singers and NAMCYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;(National Music Competitions for Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Artists).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pasinaya 2008 offers a unique Pay What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You Can, See All You Can scheme, that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;allows audiences to view as many shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;for a one-time token fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A 50% discount on ticket purchases for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;shows slated throughout the year may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;also be availed only during the festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;day. Watch all shows presented by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CCP resident companies and get your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;program stamped as proof of attendance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and avail of a 20% discount at any given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;time throughout the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;For more information, please call the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CCP Performing Arts Department at Tel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;No. 832-1125 locals 1600-1607 and direct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;line 832-2314 or the CCP Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Department at Tel. No. 832-1125 locals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;1800-1806.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You may click this link to view the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pasinaya schedule: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.culturalcenter.gov.ph/PASINAYA%20Schedule.pdf"&gt;http://www.culturalcenter.gov.ph/PASINAYA Schedule.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-6282840937176147898?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6282840937176147898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=6282840937176147898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6282840937176147898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/6282840937176147898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/01/ccp-pasinaya-2008.html' title='CCP&amp;#39;s PASINAYA 2008'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-4716391746934277280</id><published>2008-01-26T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:53:48.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The past week was weird. I don't know if it was just because I was so hooked up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Patayin sa Sindak si Barbara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;or what, but heck it really is weird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Last week I had a dream about my Mommy. Actually, I dreamed of her for two consecutive days already. I wanted to know what is the real meaning behind that and though thoughts are starting to form into my crazy little mind, things are still vague for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1st Night: The Resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It was as if she rose from the dead. She was lying into their bed, in their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jhacktelan.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R5tzjAoKCrQAAEuSZhA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.jhacktelan.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R5tzjAoKCrQAAEuSZhA1/mom%26me.jpg?et=D4sK4rxPuECnjs6ORLW1Aw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; original bedroom. She was well and strong, seeming like she didn't have cancer. I asked her where is she sleeping (at the time she was 'gone' here on earth) and answered me with, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"sa simbahan... minsan sa kalsada..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She also added that she's even going to work (in SSS) sometimes but the one thing that really marked with me was when she said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Andito lang naman ako sa tabi-tabi eh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;2nd Night: Tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was standing (or sitting) in front of a building (more like a church) when I saw Abei hit by an SUV truck. Because the impact of the hit was so strong she died in an instant and was placed in a Funeral home. While her remains was still in their, her father had their home reconstructed (beautifully) because that's what she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I went home to rest and prepare the DVD's I am going to return to her the next day and as I lay in my bed, preparing to sleep, Abei texted me with, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Pwede sama ka na lang sa'ken Next Year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Ay hindi, pwede next month? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pwede next week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pwede bukas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;AY hindi... Pwede, MAMAYA na lang?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was scared by the text so I cover myself with the blanket when someone lay beside me and hold my hand. I pull of the covers and saw it was my Mommy. I was shocked and asked her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Ba't ganyan hitsura mo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; (you know how people looked like when he is about to die? that's what she looked like!) She didn't answer me and just tell me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Ayun oh, MCU Monumento!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I was like, "What?" and she told me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Siyempre ako lang nakakakita no'n..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Next day came and I was preparing to leave (to meet Abei... how weird) and return the three DVD's I borrowed. Before I leave I checked her refrigerator-like football treasures and arranged it. As I was about to go, someone like stopped me from going and the dream was cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Actually, this whole dream thing for was just like a "sign" from her that maybe, it's time for us to visit her at the cemetery (because we, her children, didn't visit her last Jan 16th (her 5th Death Anniversary), but still, I didn't know what the true story behind these... And I wanna know what it is. For real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I miss you so much, Mommy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I Love You... We, Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13689930-4716391746934277280?l=danceempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4716391746934277280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13689930&amp;postID=4716391746934277280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4716391746934277280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13689930/posts/default/4716391746934277280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceempress.blogspot.com/2008/01/mommy.html' title='Mommy...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14366204682808425609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BOhr6lKhdz0/ShtyX-fX6dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kEUB7TGnYYc/S220/i00154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13689930.post-1537091681746236332</id><published>2008-01-06T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:44:12.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lea article on PEP (AFLSers, READ THIS!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was at PEP (Philippine Entertainment Portal) site this afternoon, searched for Lea Salonga, and found this interesting article. Actually, the comments are far more interesting than the article itself.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The comments are funny. Actually, yung iba nakakainis, yung iba nakakatuwa. Kasi kung makapag-judge sila ng tao kala mo kilalang-kilala nila si Lea from head to toe. Hindi lang nakapagpa-autograph, kala mo minurder na ni Lea ang pagkatao niya! Letch! Pero pinagtatawanan ko na lang. Nakaka-awa kasi. Sana nung tinapon niya yung mga cds, tinawag niya lahat ng fans ni Lea, panigurado, magkukumahog pa (tayong) lahat sa pagsalo ng mga 'yon!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Anyway, it made me realized na kung hindi mo talaga kilala si Lea, maiinis ka talaga sa kanya. Mga Pilipino nga naman, hindi na makuntento. Naalala ko tuloy nung last day ng BABY the Musical; nung time na halos lahat ng tao hindi nakapagpa-sign kay Lea ng autograph dahil bigla sila umalis. That time I wondered why she left that early. Pero after I read her post sa AFLS before, it made me realized (and understand why she did that) that she had a purpose of leaving early- to catch the last mass sa Edsa Shrine. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But honestly, after reading this article, it made me love Lea Salonga more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(PS: I had to delete some of the comments kasi Out-of-Topic na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" size="3"&gt;Dennis Trillo mesmerized by Lea Salonga's Broadway performance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;By: Nitz Miralles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Wednesday, July 4, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; 07:16 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Bukod sa nakapamasyal sa New Jersey at New York, may maganda pang kuwento si Dennis Trillo sa first trip niya sa United States noong katapusan ng March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Naikuwento ni Dennis sa PEP (Philippine Entertainment Portal) na noong nasa New York sila, hindi siya pumayag na hindi makapanood ng Broadway show. Tamang-tama namang palabas pa ang Les Miserables, kung saan kasama sa cast ang Filipino international star na si Lea Salonga as Fantine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Manghang-mangha ang young actor sa ganda ng Les Miserables at sa husay ni Lea. Bilang kababayan, very proud ito sa narinig na positive comments kay Lea at hindi siya pumayag na hindi makuha ang autograph nito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Kaya after the show, pumila si Dennis para magpa-autograph kay Lea. Ang hindi ini-expect ni Dennis, makikilala siya ng mga Pinoy na kasabay niyang nanood that time. Habang nakapila sila, may nagpapa-autograph sa kanya at nagpapakuha ng litrato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Laking gulat at tuwa ni Dennis nang paglabas ni Lea para harapin ang nakapila niyang fans ay nakilala siya nito. "Oh, my God! It's Dennis!" ang pagbati ni Lea sa kanya, at game na game nang pumirma ng autograph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Ngayon, isa na sa most treasured possessions ni Dennis ang autograph ni Lea. Kahit maiksi ang nakasulat na "Hi Dennis!" at " Love, Lea Salonga" ipinagmamalaki ito ng young actor sa kanyang mga kaibigan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;COMMENTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Clorox: pepwebby, dahan dahan naman ang daming topics. kakatapos ko lang basa sa isa. anyway, happy 4th of july. i'm so happy may article about lea salonga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; freak out: o diba bonga si dennis, kilala sya ni Lea...sana lang wag ka na magdeny ng anak nyo ni carlene...kawawa bata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; tigbak: wow ang sweet naman ni Leah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; kabayo_puwet: sabi ni Dennis di daw sa kanya yong baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;jonjonsfcutie: Lea is a great singer. Pero ugali nya ay pangit. I've watched her concert too. Nung nagpa autograph ako, dineadma lang ako as in. I was so disappointed. Proud pa naman ako sa kanya. Sa inis ko tinapon ko mga cds nya. Kung siguro artista ako iba treatment for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;NicaNY: jonjonsfcutie: Iba naman ung experience namin sa kanya. We recently watched Les Miserables and super duper bait ni Lea samin, and to all Filipinos and non-Filipinos who waited for her backstage. It was even raining that night and she still waited for all of us hanggang lahat makapagpicture and makapagpa-autograph. And ilang beses pa kami nagpapic sa kanya, and she wasnt annoyed naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Madayag2007: #6 -- Sayang, 'asan ba ako noong ibinasura lang ang Lea CDs? Hinakot ko sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; thebrotherskaramazov: Artist are TEMPERAMENTAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Bibingka: for real jonjonfscutie??? Ganon si Ms. Lea. Kala ko pa naman OK siya. I was watching her old clips sa youtube. Bakit yong accent niya noon British, later on naging American. Recently naman sa interview niya sa PDA, Pinoy accent yong english niya. Ala Merryl Streep pala siya, magaling mag emote ng iba ibang accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; darredn: Hay ..kailan kaya ako makapanood ng shows ni Lea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; dyoy19: wish i could watch her before i leave for the phil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;wilyam: ako napansin ko lang na iba si lea sa pinas at sa ibang bansa. pag sa pinas siya, para bang you have this feeling na mababa ang tingin niya sa mga ordinary pinoys na nanood sa kanya pero beso2 siya sa mga miyembro ng alta sociedad. tapos pag states naman siya, super bait siya sa mga pinoys doon siguor dahil alam niyang hindi siya pwedeng magmaganda sa mga pinoys sa ibang bansa dahil either they are richer than lea orthey have a better job than lea. na-experience ko na pareho kung paano magpa-autograph ke lea sa ccp at sa broadway, and i'd say na she thinks she is above all pag siya ay nasa pinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; lea is definitely a good broadway performer but she must remember na hanggang broadway lang naman siya and hindi naman ganun kahighregards ang mga musicals sa mga puti. musicals are just for entertainment and not for mental gymnastics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; mental gymnastics daw o, tsarot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; downunder (Moderator): #13 wilyam.... eksakto kung ano ang sinabi mo iyon din ang palagay ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; twinkllelittlestar: ang ganda-ganda nman ni Lea .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; lostris: korek, wilyam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; derti_ayskrim: but i guess kung better actress ka sa stage.. i could call you a great actress indeed.. kasi no cuts,no take two's etc. kung pano mo nacapture ung attention ng mga audience mo in a musical stage play is really a talent.. kasi kitang kita mo kung gano sila kagaling without redoing the scene..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; as for #12 hindi pa ako nakakapunta ng states.. but i believe being in a musical broadway is something to be proud of naman.. kasi most of the actors/actresses there has talent both in singing and acting.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;PwongPagwong: Big fan ako ni Lea ever since pa but sometimes i'm beginning to think na totoo ang mga negative write ups sa kanya and also i'm fair when it comes to fan-artists treatment and relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;To her defense, baka naman minsan eh pagod kaya minsan she does her diva fit sa mga tao. We also can't forget na she has a song "Simple lang ako" na sinulat ni Ryan Cayabyab, maybe to dispel the "diva attitude" she has after her triumph in the west end? check it out sa youchooob. She prolly don't mean to have an attitude baka naman personality nya lang talagang mag inarte. O baka yung pag iinarte nya comes off as being mayabang. Sometimes may pagka sensitive tayong mga pinoy eh di ba? so baka akala natin tinatarayan nya tayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I think may pagka accurate din yung sina
