tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56649518357797180742024-03-05T13:11:44.677-08:00the boss' tavernjelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-81993894825439324082021-03-14T09:07:00.002-07:002021-03-14T09:17:38.600-07:00Wawa: Menu of Heritage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SFUIText"; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Situated amid the historic homes of Jaro, this charming locavore's delight feels like a 19th-century living room, and serves a tasty and inexpensive mix of Filipino, Chinese and Spanish 'heritage dishes'. The eclectically designed homey ambience is a welcome alternative to the mall-like feel of other Iloilo restaurants.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText";">As for the favored dining experience, Wawa took pride of its authentic Ilonggo style dishes. </span><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText";">With present times bore the myriad twist and turns of Ilonggo specialty dishes. But as for Wawa, this marked a bright idea to create branding in every meal served. Slow-cooked, tender, healthy, appetizing. </span></span></div><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjmqTdTLTeRz_M2ewzTgJKMgnL8wDinLVuXDJKEnis73AuinuHsyz78vHYMPwL3OhG7RyCtRcSEax0gtd_I6SfE3qpIiAckwtxIN5h7A4eLzFNRQlYcRp3ABIO5NgF1qKzOUdAvd8ruI/s1544/CA7EA699-4829-4EF6-8824-F7F43032FD9E.jpeg" style="font-family: -webkit-standard; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1544" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjmqTdTLTeRz_M2ewzTgJKMgnL8wDinLVuXDJKEnis73AuinuHsyz78vHYMPwL3OhG7RyCtRcSEax0gtd_I6SfE3qpIiAckwtxIN5h7A4eLzFNRQlYcRp3ABIO5NgF1qKzOUdAvd8ruI/s320/CA7EA699-4829-4EF6-8824-F7F43032FD9E.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText";">The worthwhile stories of Iloilo City’s grandeur were best explained in a menu wrapped in a finely-woven textile dubbed as hablon. This simple gesture reminded me that Iloilo City was never forgotten. That the once Queen City of the South gracefully endured the test of time and flourished hence the bestowed name “La Muy Leal Y Noble Ciudad” (The Most Loyal and Most Noble City). Being the curious cat that I am, I dived into the pages and discovered more </span><span style="color: #e4af0a; font-family: ".SFUIText";">remarkable passages about Iloilo City and the Ilonggos</span><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText";">.</span></span></div><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></div>
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Those recycled plastic containers, shells, old-school television, and wine bottles hanging gave vibrant life to the corners of the humble dining place. The seat covers and place mats were finely-crafted with recycled outdoor tarpaulins. </span></div><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; min-height: 20.3px;"><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText"; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; min-height: 20.3px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjlASkTv6i0m307kh9KT7fWC2rzQ5-mIbFBuqq6eVP2YuzoCfsRZUXHptXmqF2OtR7QRGRMW04uXlmE1ysm5m5RiAl_tWxQkj5jbTcWeCFGZEMglDbd8Z5f_lzmptZKuNM-EdpNuGlnsg/s2048/21A9FC63-FE45-4C3D-8035-2731E86ACAD2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjlASkTv6i0m307kh9KT7fWC2rzQ5-mIbFBuqq6eVP2YuzoCfsRZUXHptXmqF2OtR7QRGRMW04uXlmE1ysm5m5RiAl_tWxQkj5jbTcWeCFGZEMglDbd8Z5f_lzmptZKuNM-EdpNuGlnsg/s320/21A9FC63-FE45-4C3D-8035-2731E86ACAD2.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ACsrlNtszf2-PcAQ7FrA7GjRFESLEtXo-JhnDp-l2P0XT6bwqbhdl00xfaGmogE8elrYauGMpCa6n0unRhUE-jHZNtoaGaX5FQkoSlxY4FDE2eEpVKBLE7NTYPjLAlbs-N7kNIm-bC4/s1552/47D2E182-F33C-417A-9B98-4631A758B145.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1552" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ACsrlNtszf2-PcAQ7FrA7GjRFESLEtXo-JhnDp-l2P0XT6bwqbhdl00xfaGmogE8elrYauGMpCa6n0unRhUE-jHZNtoaGaX5FQkoSlxY4FDE2eEpVKBLE7NTYPjLAlbs-N7kNIm-bC4/s320/47D2E182-F33C-417A-9B98-4631A758B145.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWU8vFdTFFoi-Xoef5SUaF1nzinUPCJwtqpxgrKA5s4gKuMvsJ5tmF1QdhFvzrDqHlf_Ky_RLbTe0gYgTwrdvCqaAGLd8zQ4C-TFWBSja-RYWpmF0e_mlRKlI0PeLFqrW_LchatHENGE/s1544/91C12128-B021-406E-A97D-045CC08F750A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1544" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWU8vFdTFFoi-Xoef5SUaF1nzinUPCJwtqpxgrKA5s4gKuMvsJ5tmF1QdhFvzrDqHlf_Ky_RLbTe0gYgTwrdvCqaAGLd8zQ4C-TFWBSja-RYWpmF0e_mlRKlI0PeLFqrW_LchatHENGE/s320/91C12128-B021-406E-A97D-045CC08F750A.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJtMYmlQeqJTX8djY4iQji5llcC2QmDqS0yx9Ip200pGoUaeLtWf7kJXeslJSlmFPv9U8FMFYVcG3HHdsENTw5OCEAwr7plGt5M-SF3-yXXGBKG7n9w-_CbZP-KXKdMOG04cTsY9HT7d8/s1545/66879587-B1E5-4120-B94F-36891913357D.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1545" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJtMYmlQeqJTX8djY4iQji5llcC2QmDqS0yx9Ip200pGoUaeLtWf7kJXeslJSlmFPv9U8FMFYVcG3HHdsENTw5OCEAwr7plGt5M-SF3-yXXGBKG7n9w-_CbZP-KXKdMOG04cTsY9HT7d8/s320/66879587-B1E5-4120-B94F-36891913357D.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlXYi3QKECxSaKL2DfOdzpYOrnYZ66lDwlU_51mp8TH6nAiWhogxFTtIcpTps1bjpAbDvMbKx7aBAirfju8cO2n1odSZpMRBwAMOvTIRxCtrE2n5jCmO2gA-F5Rp9ABCeHA_8PBtZyf8M/s2048/EC5EC733-1B3B-4FE8-8200-5F11F194B33F.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlXYi3QKECxSaKL2DfOdzpYOrnYZ66lDwlU_51mp8TH6nAiWhogxFTtIcpTps1bjpAbDvMbKx7aBAirfju8cO2n1odSZpMRBwAMOvTIRxCtrE2n5jCmO2gA-F5Rp9ABCeHA_8PBtZyf8M/s320/EC5EC733-1B3B-4FE8-8200-5F11F194B33F.jpeg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText";"><div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".SF UI Text"; font-size: medium; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; min-height: 20.3px;"><span style="font-family: ".SFUIText"; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Look around. Rustic decorations that came from sustainable Ilonggo crafts like clay, coconut, cane, and bamboo were too elegant not to notice. No wonder there was never a need to place an air conditioning unit in the restaurant. </span></span></div>
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jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-20986329525600118832021-03-14T07:24:00.003-07:002021-03-14T07:42:41.849-07:00The Majestic Mountain Resort <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖠𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗑𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖺𝗇𝖽</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖺𝗅𝗅</span><span class="s1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: STIXGeneral;"> </span></span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝗂𝗇</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖺</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">𝗀𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗅</span><span class="s2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; text-align: left;">. </span></div><p></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: STIXGeneral; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖨𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖻𝗒</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖺</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗍𝗁𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗈𝖿</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖯𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗒</span><span class="s2">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗈𝗇𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖼𝖺𝗇</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗍𝗈</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗍</span><span class="s2">. </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖥𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗂𝗇</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌</span><span class="s2"></span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗂𝗇</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗍𝗁𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗈𝖿</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖳𝗂𝖻𝗂𝖺𝗈</span><span class="s2"> — </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖢𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗀</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖬𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖱𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗍</span><span class="s2">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗍𝗁𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗄</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗈𝖿</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗍𝗁𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖳𝗂𝖻𝗂𝖺𝗈</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖱𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋</span><span class="s2">. </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖤𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖺</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗈𝖿</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗍𝗁𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋</span><span class="s2">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌</span><span class="s2">, </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖺𝗇𝖽</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌</span><span class="s2">. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr50xjBvsfj3aNCcavsyCvkVq-50X6Ps5HMTc2w1wBO-T0jWP3nrcWSu5lWRm9XEY8rpiyNZXrHtxZMVAmGMd1tSslWudpb8TVOQzXTrtY-nHqImGIDcMxmDgWIujIerusl8P6pASjddw/s2048/A0BB41AE-A91D-47DF-B17F-C6650D09CAA1.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" 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face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝗈𝖿</span><span class="s2"> </span><span class="s1" face="STIXGeneral-Regular">𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌</span><span class="s2">!) <i>Unfortunately we missed it due to lack of time :( preparation takes 30mins to an hour yet we need to leave Antique early. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl_h8g6T9kCFHItKu65JHsFcvFxwbPdiUbwt8Ae3nOKd1smiLzJnd4verSwxL0TJ5r2r5ss5aJjHof3BGjJgcS9llTcFAmlSmZ2UHI0SmVEK0Z1yzPH4r4kGcpe5k1uoPem1BOR0LLlgk/s2048/E20F5214-20DA-4717-9D32-5A0612C72A06.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" 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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">Life, as we know it, brings both surprise and disappointment at times. People live and die. People come and go. But while we still exist, we ought to enjoy life ‘til it lasts. Whats even more ioyful and worth living than sharing this lifetime with someone alongside... someone who’s willing to stay and sacrifice (or even die) for you, someone who’ll choose you no matter what. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">When we finally find that ‘someone,’ one has to be in content. Though we tend to seek more than what was enough and ask for more than what was offered, it is amiss to consider your ‘someone’ as an option but rather treat him/her as priority. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">May love prosper not hate, forgiveness not grudge, acceptance not negligence, loyalty not lust. Know that you deserve someone, who may not be the best but will always be better and perfect in our own perspectives. Love without guilt, knock on heaven’s door when in doubt, choose and wait for who’s rightfully yours. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">Cause when the right ‘someone’ comes along, in their eyes the most beautiful thing about you will be who you are as a woman/man. In their heart, you’ll remain awesome and will be truthfully cherished and adored. To them, it will be the little things you never think about that make you so amazing. And for wherever in this world you may roam, with him/her you will always be home.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">My last post was back in 2017 and my fingers itched for a new entry yay! Sorry folks for no longer updating this blog of mine. I got re’assigned in Iloilo City for a new job and got too pre occupied with it. So far, I had the best experience here in Ilo and I would love to discover more of Panay. So today I’ll share a major look back on how lit my Christmas was here in the City of Love. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Starting of with Pototan’s Festival of Lights. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Pototan never ceases to amaze its visitors every Yuletide season with its extravagant display of lights dubbed as “Iwag Festival of Lights”. Indeed, the whole expansive plaza of Pototan is transformed every night into a Christmas village.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Started in 1997, it became a yearly event every December and this year’s arguably the best so far. “Iwag” is Kinaray-a verb which means “to light”. From the boundaries of Pototan up to the town center, one will never miss the season’s atmosphere. People from Iloilo City and other surrounding towns flock Pototan not only to see their beautiful plaza but also to experience the town’s hospitality and unstoppable merry making. This unique tourist experience earned the town the title as “Christmas Capital of Western Visayas”.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Stroll the park and enjoy the creative display of Christmas lights. I recommend viewing the beautiful pool with fountains colored by lights in the evening. The pedestal of the plaza’s obelisk is also transformed into a stage where local talents perform every night. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Enjoy local rides like Ferris-wheel or octopus or place your bets at Pinoy style peryahan. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Eat to your stomach’s delight with Pototan’s local delicacies and other street food offered at stalls surrounding the coliseum. You may also do shopping and bargain at nearby tiangges (clothes, toys, and local products are available at low prices). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Getting there: Pototan is right along the national highway going to Kalibo or Roxas. From Iloilo City, you may ride buses at Tagbak Terminal. Travel time is approximately 30-40 mins.</span></div>
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Good news or bad news, whatever it might seem<br />
A blessing or a curse, she once considered it as a dream<br />
Day by day, signs became evident<br />
That a young life grew hidden on a human blanket<br />
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Acceptance was the only option she had<br />
Afraid that liberation would come to an end<br />
Yet risk her life in the hands of death<br />
And endured all pain to see such beauty on her first breath<br />
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At first glance, she teared<br />
Life is about to change, she feared<br />
Motherhood as a restraint, duty is bound<br />
Pulling things together for obligations are yet to come<br />
Yet envisioned the future with nothing but all positivity<br />
As she grasped her little bundle of joy<br />
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Hushed by thy gentle touch<br />
Scrupulously clutched by thy arms of strength<br />
Cuddled by thy warm embrace<br />
Spoiled with thy kisses of love and pamper<br />
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Goodnight lullabies became hymns of life<br />
ABCs learnt molded into point of views<br />
Reprimands turned into advices of concern<br />
Etiquette and manners to mind and apply<br />
Withdrawn from world’s innocence and ignorance,<br />
Developed a mind and being from her discreet presence and guidance.<br />
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From fairytale books to digital gadgets<br />
From rattle and teethers to mirrors and hairbrush<br />
From sweet candies to bitter medicinal remedies and supplements<br />
From visiting the neighborhood to spontaneous out-of- towns<br />
<span style="font-size: 9.856px;">From messing my hair to fixing the scarred heart</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 9.856px;">Fun-spirited childhood to an emotional roller coaster teen days</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 9.856px;">Time may have had its own alterations but you remained as you were,</span><br />
Exact same lady who were my eyes when things were a total blur;<br />
<span style="font-size: 9.856px;">My ears when I still can barely hear</span><br />
Changing each ordinary day as a thing of spur<br />
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Came out in this world as delicate as a bud<br />
But was raised in this world with a marvelous thud<br />
Protected by the brisk of thy shield<br />
Struck by her bow and arrow<br />
Tames many by a single whip of her lasso<br />
Lingers as bright as her laser beams<br />
Appears from nowhere like a speed of lightning<br />
Honored to be born with a mother so noble and might.</div>
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Across the noisy metropolis, I find peace<br />
Vehicular beeps and honks jives amorously as we dance under the moonlight<br />
Chest to chest, the closer we get<br />
Bumper to bumper they chase<br />
Gently touched by smogs of one busy street<br />
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In the dusk of the night, I find light.<br />
Found warmth from an embrace such tight<br />
As your fingertips brushed mine, felt no lonesome at all<br />
I know I’ll be safe in your arms on the day I fall<br />
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Wish to stop the world from turning<br />
Wish to stop time from ticking<br />
Wish to place the scene in slow-mo<br />
Wish to put a halt on all pessimism<br />
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Cause with you that I yearn, seize the moment til it lasts<br />
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Without having noticed, these eyes are laid on you<br />
Glares at a face of a man I adore<br />
These hearts sing what our mouth couldn’t utter<br />
This heart of mine that beat solely for you<br />
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When everything else in the world had gone left<br />
You choose to remain and loved me in depth<br />
My forever haven that I pray<br />
May it be when; may it be then<br />
It is YOU that I want until the end. </div>
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jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-24160518562644601002016-06-30T06:07:00.001-07:002016-06-30T06:07:49.656-07:00Touched by an Angel<div style="text-align: center;">
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exiles from delight</div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Courtesy: <span style="color: white;"><a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/maya-angelou/poems/">Maya Angelou</a></span></span></i></div>
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Never did I expect I would reach this far of not accessing this page. I miss blogging a lot. It’s been a year now since I last held a touch on my keyboard for a post. I guess it ain’t too late for this, as everyone would commonly say, “Better late than never.” </div>
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My calendar had long flipped its last page. 2014 is my new chapter. Funny how my 2013 had been. Why not reminisce those bittersweet days I spent within that year. </div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">JANUARY</span></b>-<i> <span style="color: white;">‘Stop holding on to what hurts and make room for what makes you happy’</span></i><br />
Still left broken from last December’s heartache.<br />
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I tried to reach out, to return things back to normal. But moments are just too rough on us. We were not able to talk personally. We spent several nights of calling and phone messaging. All I ever heard was<i>"</i><span style="text-align: center;"><i>SORRY!"</i> Yet this was not the word I want him to utter but instead the line expressing his love towards me. Yet, I guess it would never happen. We are destined to be FRIENDS. That’s what I need to accept. </span></div>
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I tried rising up but I end falling and weeping again. Who is he anyway whom I should really shed tears on?! Simple. I was in love. Crazy in love.<br />
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<span style="color: red;">As far as I could remember, it was unmemorable ... LOL !</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">MARCH-APRIL</span></b>- <span style="color: white;">‘ I am what I am! A journalist I must be!’</span><br />
Before I could finally lift a heel high unto the last year of my college life, I still have to undergo such ‘On the-Job-Training’ (OJT) of a lifetime. By then, I felt the real pressures and perks of not just a mere Mass Communication student, but a full grown journalist.<br />
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Can't fathom how pre-occupied I was with my co-intern Cristine Antosada during those 2 consecutive months. The photos will prove.<br />
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<b><br /></b><b><span style="font-size: large;">MAY</span></b>-<i> <span style="color: white;">‘Great power comes great responsibility’</span></i><br />
I was in the near-end of my internship journey when an offer sneaked in--- reporting for the May 2013 National Elections.<br />
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I was given the opportunity to voice-out on one of the most renowned radio stations in our town. The job was truly strenuous which really entails lots of searching, interviewing, observing, transcribing and broadcasting. Sleeping was never an option. We are all eyes 24/7 on the election’s occurrences. Details and results need to be aired anytime for listener’s sake---one risky but imperative task to perform. Though I felt a bit embarrassed, yet I am still proud of my role as being a transmitter of information. At least I proved to all that I can. I can be heard. I could really be as good as any broadcaster. Feeling professional as I should. <br />
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This was also the time I dropped my very first batch of votes on the ballot box. Got my finger inked. Hope I chose the right leaders.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">JUNE</span></b>- <span style="color: white;"><i>‘Giving up is not an option, but a choice.’</i></span><br />
No new stuffs, rooms and classmates to expect!<br />
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First day of school in college is not as exciting as high school. It was terrifying for me because I know there’ll be much tear and sweat to shed on. And indeed, I wasn’t mistaken. The first month of my senior year was nothing but a headache. Paper works from here and there, plus audio visual presentations to be accomplished equals DEADlines to beat. These and all were laid before us. <br />
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One project that took us to places we never been, situations we’re not accustomed to, people we never met and knew, is the production of an investigative report. <br />
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The topic we chose was the existence of abortion in our town. There are three of us in the group. Seeking interviewees was our biggest challenge. Strolling day and night for our first sniff, that’s our job. We have to persuade, pay if necessary, a prostitute, abortionist, abortion committer, abortion drug gambler and user just to get footage of them. We need not only write what has been gathered but present it as if real investigative reporters. We shoot videos almost every day and have it edited afterwards. We spent lots of sleepless nights just to make our presentation relevant and compelling to watch. <br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">JULY</span></b>- <i><span style="color: white;">‘A neophyte's first is her best!</span></i><br />
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They are my greatest enemies BEFORE! <br />
They are my dearest treasures TODAY!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj00bAnl2ks0NDNGZHEXCbW5u3jvA90DLNjBzayB5Xed681UC2jCaytXs3F_j1lXTeIAldTaZSVUno-NeVSwTICBbQo5rmSqfTxWWDzbuuz8FCeEoazxVFXOYL7kJLPZFZQgrm2MISeC5M/s1600/Kstudes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj00bAnl2ks0NDNGZHEXCbW5u3jvA90DLNjBzayB5Xed681UC2jCaytXs3F_j1lXTeIAldTaZSVUno-NeVSwTICBbQo5rmSqfTxWWDzbuuz8FCeEoazxVFXOYL7kJLPZFZQgrm2MISeC5M/s1600/Kstudes.jpg" height="320" width="316" /></a>Since then, I loathe kids a lot. I consider them as a big nuisance but as soon as I enter the premises of Good Image Learning Center (an English tutorial agency from where I applied on), my perceptions towards them altered. A soft spot within me was touched. It’s so fulfilling to see these smidgets learning from the insights and ideas you teach and share. As a mentor, I do not only educate, but listen as well. Through that, interaction is present; teaching is effective; connection gets deeper; bond clings tighter. <br />
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First time to apply in a company. First time to get hired. First time to experience online tutorial via Skype. First time to encounter Korean clients. Made lots of adjustments on these foreigners yet I was able to handle them upright. <br />
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Never thought I could. Teaching isn’t too hard. You just learn how to love it.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">AUGUST</span></b>- <i><span style="color: white;">‘Am good enough to forgive; but not stupid enough to trust again’</span></i><br />
August 16, 2013. Friday. Ten on the dot.<br />
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It marked my most down pouring night. <br />
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He used to be humorous. He used to be responsible. He used to be sweet. He used to be caring. He used to be considerate. He used to be generous. He used to be supportive. He used to be the best.<br />
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I was in a concert having a good time with friends when a familiar figure of a man flashed in front of me. Behind him was a woman, on her thirties, holding pap’s shoulder. I was sure it wasn’t mom, neither a relative. And indeed, it was another woman. A f***ing WHORE!<br />
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If only I had the strength to grab her hair and drag her on the ground, I would. But I won’t. I won’t humiliate myself for doing such. Putting dirt on my hand? NO way!!!<br />
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A space is enough. Silence would tell. From then, a gap existed between us. Those father-and-daughter snuggling moments are no more to reminisce. Everything has changed now.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">SEPTEMBER</span></b>- <i><span style="color: white;">‘Be wise enough not to be reckless; but brave enough to take great risks’</span></i><br />
Bars became my home.<br />
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Boys were my playmates.<br />
Sex now becomes an option.<br />
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My year didn’t go well. I was filled with heartbreaking experiences. Day by day, the shadow of my past keeps on haunting me. Reckoning those times I was cheated, fooled, stupefy, left used and scarred by men I thought to be my knight-and-shining-armor. Even the man whom I least expected to be a dumbass just turned out to be one of the few as well---- that’s my father. I still bear grudges and grievance every time I remember that awful night I saw him with his whore while my mother sleeps in frustration at home. <br />
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By the time I could no longer endure the pain, hanging out became my form of escape. By that, I discovered another purpose for happiness. My weak persona was hidden with a fiercer visage whose soul gets light out from obscurity. <br />
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I was wild… wilder than anyone could ever imagine. I just lost everything. My dignity, virginity, my whole being. All of me. <br />
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If there’s any girl in the world who can be called bitch, that would be me. Am happy with it. I lived with it. A living bitch who learned how to stand on her own, whom to trust on, and how to see the world on larger point-of-views of life. <br />
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In and out I’ve changed. Maturity isn’t just told or said, but experienced--- may not be through at its best yet mostly at its worst. <br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">OCTOBER</span></b>- <i><span style="color: white;">‘The last time I did something for the first time’</span></i><br />
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Went off the mall and looked for the piercing section. Gosh! As first takers, I was a bit nervous. My other two friends felt the same way too. Nerve roused as I was when my left ear took its first shot. The procedure causes a minimal pain. My earlobe feels warm and flushed. I had a fainting feeling after the process.<br />
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Trying something new isn’t too bad. Helix piercing was actually cool. But that was my first and last. I don't want to spend another year waiting for an ear to be healed.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">NOVEMBER</span></b>- <i><span style="color: white;">'The busier the better'</span></i><br />
Trimming down wasn't that hard.<br />
Its a matter of STRESS. UNBALANCED DIET. Plus additional PAPERWORKS.<br />
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The past few days, weeks and months I had, brought nothing but headaches. What a strenuous year I must say. I have to depart the house earlier than 7 a.m starving, scared of getting late in school. Go home at around 11 pm after 5 hours of student life and 6 hours of teaching life. Eats dinner and sleeps almost dawn. Wake up on the next day and miss breakfast again. Same routine almost everyday, except on weekends.<br />
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I would never wonder why others got surprised of how I look today. Critics from here and there. Most are compliments. Am loving it. Does one really has to undergo such hardships just to get noticed by many?!<br />
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Well, I say its all worth the sacrifice. *wink*<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">DECEMBER</span></b>- <i><span style="color: white;">‘Love is sweeter the second time around’</span></i><br />
I thought I won’t feel appreciated and adored again, but just until he came… BACK.<br />
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I made a mistake before. It’s time for me to correct it. I won’t lose him again. NO! NOT this time.<br />
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He was the first boy who made me realize how special I am. We did not work out. We’re both young back then, still immature on handling relationships. Lost communication for 3 to 4 years.Who would ever thought that from all men I had mingled with, I would still end up cradling with him.<br />
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Now, I can truly say we are ready. However, we haven’t made things official yet. Making the most out of the love and time we have is fair enough… for now. There’s no need to rush. If something is meant to be, it will happen in the right time, with the right person, for the best reason.<br />
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Actually, I do have this STOP-LOOK-and-LISTEN principle to each men and women I met wherein I observe them first the way they speak or on how they act. I judge them afterwards then decide whether I should befriend them or not. That, I once applied to this certain lady who has been a coursemate, a co-staffer in the publication, and who would have ever thought, would become my BESTFRIEND as well. Honestly, she ain’t my type. At first gaze, she’s stern-looking, bossy, manipulative at times, very irritable and annoying—such an unideal person to be with. </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>Bitter Past </b></i></span><br />
During my early years in college, I already anticipated instances of acquainting people whom I will surely loath, and indeed it happened when I met her, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><b>CHERRY</b></span>.<br />
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A day with her was some sort of like a decade of living in hell. Seeing her face just gets into my nerves and makes me wanna kick off her a**. I can never tell why I reacted so <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">mad </span></b></span>unto her. Some things really are unexplainable, maybe because of her unbearable attitudes which I’m not too accustomed with or the intense competition between us in terms of our performances on class. I never wanted to get dominated by someone, and that goes for her as well. That is why since then, I considered her solely as my <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">rival. </span></span></b><br />
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What’s worse? The more I pull myself from her, the more she comes nearer. She even treats me as her true friend. <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Disgust</span></span></b> was all I ever felt at that time yet I continued my act on what has become a game to me and thought of just getting along with the ‘friend thingy.’ <br />
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Though I despised her a lot, still I was able to control myself and just acted as if I liked her too, even if it is against my will, enough for her not to notice the unreasonable <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">hatred</span></span></b> I have for her. <br />
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<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Sweet Today </span></i></b><br />
For a couple of days, weeks, months and years we’ve shared under one university, my negative impressions on her suddenly altered, especially when she surprisingly introduced me to her mother and said, “Ma! This is my BESTFRIEND!” I was totally moved and overwhelmed at that moment.<br />
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She has been a <i>good comforter, </i><i> an ever bubbly batch mate, </i><i>my day enlightener, my love encourager, my goal <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">motivator</span></b></span>, a generously <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">pampering</span></span></b> friend</i> and most especially a<i> loving <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">sister</span></span></b></i> to me. I adored her<b> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">genuinity</span></span></b>, her openness towards me and her being <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">outspoken</span></span></b>. Some people just misinterprets her personality that is why most of the time she always gets in trouble. But once you get to know her, you will surely understand.<br />
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Nowadays, it is very rare to meet people of her type. That’s why I stand <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">proud and grateful</span></span></b> since God bestowed me a gift more precious than any riches on earth and that is, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/marycherry.sanchez"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>Mary Cherry Sanchez</b></span></a>, my honey, my pie, my bestfriend, my forever sister. <br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">If happy ever after really exists, I wish to be holding our partners like this, but as of now it's only me and you-just me and you :D</span> ♥<a href="http://www.facebook.com/Cutyjelix"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>Jela Mae Ruales</b></span></a>! ;-) </div>
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<i>Reach our goals together</i></div>
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<i>to be the coolest and hottest grandmas ever.</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>_</i>Today celebrates the birth of this special person. I wish you all the best in life my l♥ve .</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Stay pretty! Stay bubbly. Always keep your feet on the ground. ;-)</span></div>
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jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-77062784120577362042013-01-09T19:32:00.002-08:002014-04-21T06:28:04.192-07:00A dash of nuance this 2013It’s been 16 days now since that doleful Christmas I had last year. It was terrible. Never have I imagined undergoing such anguish. It would have been better if the cause of my sorrow was the exhaustive paper works in school or the demeaning words from your parent’s mouth, but it wasn’t. Instead, I had been in pain and been weeping for several nights because of a MAN—one damn worthless man whom I adored so much that I could even dare to go to school having not accomplished any of my assignments because texting him late at night was far more interesting than scanning my notebooks.<br />
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How could I be so blind? I could be as tougher as anyone else in this world but why in terms of the games of love, I become timid? Is this how stupid I am? What have I done to make myself suffer so badly?<br />
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He was one hell of a man. He has that kind of appeal and personality which I truly longed for on a man. I never get bored everytime were together. Within that short span of time we’ve spent together, I knew part of him as much as he does to me. From all the guys I’ve met, he stood out. He wasn't too good-looking, ain’t tall nor whitely toned but for me everything in him was enough… enough for me to fall.<br />
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He was not too wordy. Only his actions and gestures spoke to me. Based on that, I knew he was sincere with his intentions. Yet we cannot be together as much as we wanted to, as much as I wanted to rather, because of certain circumstances. Forbidden love, as what everyone would say it.<br />
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I loved him, maybe… But I don’t know if he felt the same way too. I was uncertain and confused with the way he treats me. It was not that normal friend-snuggling thing I used to have with my other circle of friends. . I knew he cared for me. I knew he liked me because he said so. But there was this one line I longed to hear from him ever since. It was the words of, “I LOVE YOU!”<br />
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But despite that, I believed him though. I believed that day when he said he is willing to wait for me. I believed in every inch of those mushy text messages he would send late at night, in every touch of his hand, in every amorous stare of his, and in every word he utter.<br />
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From those bittersweet memories begotten from that moment the sun rises ‘til it drops itself into the horizon, I knew we were getting into something deep.<br />
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However, in an instant, he suddenly changed. He became a stranger to me. Between us warmth has evaporated and was replaced with aloofness. It was when he told me that he was getting back with her former girlfriend.I wasn’t just sad. I was in a total agony like being punched on a face with the biggest fist on earth. It hurt me a lot. A lot as in a lot!<br />
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I can still summon in mind that moment when he called up in the middle of the night, 25th of December, telling me “I’M SORRY!” I never wanted to hear that from him. But what choice do I have? What right do I have to hold him back? I was never his, neither he was mine. At that time, I sat still on a boulevard offshore, severely crying in pain. I didn't know what to do by then. I was alone... left with nothing but heartbreak and disappointment.<br />
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What I had in mind that time were questions of whys and hows. Struggled in confusions I asked myself, how could he do that to me? Was he really sincere? Did he intend to hurt me? Was it all a lie? How could he fool me?<br />
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Realization came up to me. Was there really something behind his sweetness towards me or was it just I who put colorful meaning unto every actions he do?<br />
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Could you just imagine... it happened on Christmas eve!!! What a nightmare! The merriest Christmas ever. Shoooot ! >_<<br />
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Now, he is just somebody that I used to know. No spark at all. Initially, I have started moving on since its new year! I swore to myself and also to the people whom I shared that experience with not to cry anymore. I have shed too many tears and wasted enough love on him. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><s><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">HE'S NOT WORTH IT! HE DOESN'T DESERVE ME! </span></s></span><br />
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I had once centered my life unto such man which was my biggest mistake. It is time for me to focus on the things I had neglected. I will give more time on my studies, family, true friends and most of all my relationship with God.<br />
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A long time ago… Just kidding! ;-)<br />
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Well anyway, the story goes this way. I was having a writer’s block one time on a hot sunny morning of October<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> (see? It is indeed a long time ago)</span></i> and did nothing but to visit from site to site only. Until such time an interesting <a href="http://suspironews.blogspot.com/2012/09/lua.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">blog post</span></a> appeared on the computer screen. A blogger made a portrait of another blogger named Lua. Later on, I got so compelled with what she wrote under, <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">"Also, if you want me to draw a picture of you feel free to let me know by email: betsycruz44@gmail.com . </span></span></i><br />
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!!! The long wait has come to an end, at last!</div>
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Though not too close with my actual appearance <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(actually I am quite fat in person)</span></i> but I can still say that those illustrations are indeed worth praising. Even I, myself, can never do that for I am unskilled in terms of painting or drawing. </div>
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jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-22984454932024435492012-10-05T10:27:00.000-07:002012-10-05T21:06:00.257-07:00Step UP <div style="text-align: center;">
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Just this morning, I discovered something...<i> ow not something.</i>.. but rather a someone whom I met as I surfed on youtube. He was <a href="http://site.bryantanaka.com/"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Bryan Tanaka</i></span></a> , one of the best dance instructors on Hollywood. he is cool , appealing and most of all very talented.<br />
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An <i>actor</i>, <i>creative director</i>, <i>model,</i> <i>choreographer</i> and <i>lead dancer</i> for the likes of Beyonce, Rihanna, Mariah Carey, Lady Gaga and other prominent artists.</div>
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Who said hip hop, break-dancing, jerking and all are only for guys? Today I just met world's most hottest cutie on dancing industry. <i>(hey! this doesn't mean I am already shifting genders.. ow ! Yuck! Never thought of that, actually!)</i> Is there anything wrong with admiring girls, same sex with mine, whose talents are extremely amazing? </div>
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Well, so much for that. Let me introduce you to my pretty girl friend. Everyone's apple of the eye. My INSPIRATION. My IDOL. The lady star of the dance floor--- <span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.chachigonzales.com/"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>Olivia Irene Gonzalez</i></span></a></span>, popularly known as <i><b><span style="color: #990000;">Chachi Gonzalez.</span></b></i></div>
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Alluring and awesome. That's Chachi. Born January 23, 1996. An American<i> dancer</i>, <i>choreographer </i>and <i>occasional actress</i>. She is a member of the dance crew<b> I.aM.mE</b>, which won the sixth season of <b>America's Best Dance Crew in 2011.</b></div>
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She is so stunning every time she takes the floor. Her cool moves, crazy projections and jaw-dropping gazes makes every beat sound so perfect. How I wish I could be a '<i>Chachi</i>' once in awhile... Just for ONCE...</div>
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Just this morning, I happened to view these amazing videos on youtube. It was clips of such proficient sand artist <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kseniya_Simonova"><span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;">Kseniya Simonova</span></a>. She was just an ordinary contestant before on one of Ukraine's most popular shows, Ukraine Got Talent. There she shown her astounding skill in sand animation.</div>
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She drew a series of pictures on an illuminated sand table showing how ordinary people were affected by the German invasion during World War II.The images, projected onto a large screen, moved many in the audience to tears, including the judges of such contest, and she won the top prize of about £75,000.<br />
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Only in a Donetsk region about 320 children with congenital heart disease are born annually. About 40% of them are critical, so they will die during first month or first year of life without treatment. <div>
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A gift for all Nothern folks. A sand tale based on the Norvegian Epos. Simonova says:"All connected with North was always breathtaking for me. Since childhood I dreamed of being inside that cold Magic..." And now I did it!"<div>
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On 5th and 6th of January in Bangkok (Thailand) Kseniya Simonova presented a sand story about His Majesty The King of Thailand Rama IX. Devoted to his 84th anniversary, the sand story created by Simonova told about the great inventions of the King conserning the Environment, about His love of his people and of His country. <br /><div>
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This is a real story of a tiny boy aged less than two.His name is Jdan who suffers with leukemia. This was intentionally made by Simonova to ask any type of support for the poor child.<br /><br /><div>
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This is a story of a tiny girl from Ukraine called Elana who is now only six. She is suffering with cancer. But being so young, she had to suffer more than an adult can receive. "And she still has a great will to live.Such a sentimental story but it could end happily with your help"-- simonova.jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-60158881071961804982012-07-31T21:46:00.001-07:002012-08-01T00:41:53.693-07:00Such Beauty<br />
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It was so surprising to know that you’ve been given consecutive awards on blog. Honestly, I never anticipated this to happen. I thank <a href="http://chicchickscloset.blogspot.com/"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">Anna</span></b></a> a lot for tagging me. <br />
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2. I love listening to slow rock, mostly songs of Def Leppard and Bon Jovi. <br />
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<a href="http://thisistherealitarin.blogspot.com/"><i><span style="color: #741b47;">blablaholic</span></i></a><b> </b><br />
<i><a href="http://izdiher.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">izi</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://anstephaniewu.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Stephanie</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://rosedustx.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">rose</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://raellarina.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">raellarina</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://theoscasanova.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">T.R Aurelius</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://rollerbladesandvintage.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Leah</span></a></i><br />
<a href="http://softvoiceofafreespirit.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Irene</span></a><br />
<a href="http://staryeyedandscreeming.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;"><i>Philo</i></span></a><br />
<i><a href="http://myfiercefashion.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Veronica</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://iamsuperjaid.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Superjaid</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://poetrymyfeelings.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">valli</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://ebonyblacklines.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Ebony</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://pablosangel.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Hazel</span></a></i><br />
<i><a href="http://www.anitaputri.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">Anita Putri</span></a></i><br />
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</div>jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-14805118273651046292012-07-26T09:55:00.000-07:002012-07-26T10:12:19.222-07:00A BreakI was so busy today assisting my all other group mates in organizing our video clips for the short film we ought to make. It is one of our school projects.<br />
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Holloway plays a retired basketball coach who's convinced to head up a U.S. breakdancing crew in a bid for the world championships, and his motley crew of recruits includes Brown, who throws punches, tussles with Holloway, and jogs dramatically in slow motion. These and and all of the movie's most-awaited scenes.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Ok here are the RULES:</span></b><br />
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- If you’re tagged/nominated, you have to post 11 facts about yourself <br />
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-Then you answer the 11 questions the tagger has given you and make 11 questions for the people you’re going to tag. <br />
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-Tag 11 more bloggers.<br />
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-Tell the people you tagged that you did.<br />
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-No tagging back. <br />
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-The person you tag must have less than 200 followers. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>ABOUT ME:</b></span><br />
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1. I have XX chromosomes<br />
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2. I am a Filipina<br />
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3. I am 15 years young….. (3 years ago)<br />
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4. I’m totally single.<br />
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5. I was never been in love….. just now ;-)<br />
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6. I am fond of eating street food<br />
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7. Reading novels and posts on blog is my habit<br />
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8. No talent in drawing<br />
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9. I have a very good voice (that’s what my parents told me)<br />
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10. I have a ranidaphobia.<br />
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11. I laugh most of time for no reason… hehehehehe xD <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Answers to her question: </b></span><br />
<b><i>If you were stuck in a desert Island and could only bring ONE book to take with you (to read over and over again!), which would that be? </i></b><br />
- I would rather choose the book “HIGHLAND PRINCESS” by Haywood Smith. The story is inspiring, noteworthy and magnificently plotted. I would never get tired of reading it all over again.<br />
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<b><i>What is the one thing everybody does but you cannot stand?</i></b><span style="background-color: white;">-</span>When my friends talk about sex... Though I'm no longer in an age that I still have to act immature unto such matter. Its just that I feel awkward every time those types of topics, so controversial and censored, are being raised. What I usually do is to keep my mouth shut all throughout the conversation.<b><i><br /></i></b><br />
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<b><i>If you had to be a character in a book and live their life, who would that be?</i></b><br />
- I wanted to be miss Bella Swan on TWILIGHT novel series whose life being altered as she meets the man of her dreams. I truly like the strong personality she bears in such enactment. I want to feel the love of an immortal being.<br />
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<b><i>What is the worst accident you have been in? </i></b><br />
-That moment when I was still a kid and got hospitalized due to that one incident. We were playing tag with my friends then I accidentally got tripped. My head bumped into a wall which had nails in it. I was badly hurt, and was bleeding. Good thing it wasn't that severe.<br />
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<b><i>If you had to cast the characters of your favorite (or any book) who would you cast? </i></b><br />
- I don't really know. I apologize for not answering this question.<br />
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<b><i>If you had to wear the same color for the rest of your life, which would it be? </i></b><br />
-I would rather wear the WHITE ones, as simple as that. When I'm in white, I feel so clean and fresh.<br />
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-National Geographic; Discovery Channel; Animal Planet; CSI; and all other cartoon networks.<br />
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<b><i>What is your favorite movie based on a novel?</i></b> <br />
-The book of Nicholas Sparks entitled "A WALK TO REMEMBER," so sentimental. A story that touches each other's heart. I was teary-eyed in watching the movie version.<br />
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<b><i>If you could meet any author, who would you choose? </i></b><br />
-I don't have any idea of whom shall I talk to.. ;-) I ain't that particular with authors, actually. <br />
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<b><i>If you could be anyone and live their life for the day, who would you be?</i></b><br />
-I want to be Selena Gomez; someone who is loved by many and to by one--Justin Bieber ;-)<br />
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<b><i>If you were the priminister/president, what law would you inforce or charge? </i></b><br />
- If I'm going to be country's president, I will implement a law prohibiting the usage of smoke-belching vehicles. Instead, use bicycles and invent utility vehicles that do not exhaust smoke. This is to minimize pollution. I am a nature lover and a nature preserver.. <br />
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2. What's your main purpose of creating a blog?<br />
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3. What is your greatest fear in life?<br />
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4. What makes you happy?<br />
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5. What annoys you most?<br />
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6. Whom do you prefer, one brainless person who is beautiful/handsome, or an intelligent one who's unattractive? Why?<br />
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7. Have you ever read any book wherein you could relate into it?<br />
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8. If you're going to be an author of a book or a director of a movie, what will be its story?<br />
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9. If you're an illness, what could you possibly be? and WHY?<br />
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10.If you're only given until tomorrow to live, how will you spend it? What will you do with your last hours in this world? <br />
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11.<i>I know this is silly but allow me to ask this,</i>, How often do you fart in a day? <br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">♥♥</span> The bloggers I'm going to tag: </span></b></div>
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albert @ <a href="http://mr.837.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">mr837.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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key @ <a href="http://noblessekey.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">noblessekey.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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rolyn @ <a href="http://rolynjane54.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">rolynjane54.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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myrna @ <a href="http://mslovesparkz18.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">mslovesparkz18.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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leah @ <a href="http://iamsuperleah.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">iamsuperleah.com</span></a><br />
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lia @ <a href="http://lupwincess.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">lupwincess.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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crystal @<a href="http://heartofawriter26.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;"> heartofawriter26.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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kiara @ <a href="http://a-shared-thought.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">a-shared-thought.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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kelly @ <a href="http://reading-kelly.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">reading-kelly.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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josh @ <a href="http://simplyjochris.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">simplyjochris.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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dana @ <a href="http://pureguidance.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">pureguidance.blogspot.com</span></a><br />
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</div>jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-32304801892882189042012-06-28T18:59:00.000-07:002012-06-28T23:53:42.763-07:00The Power of Sorry18 days, 9 hours had passed since I last posted on blog. I've been totally lost for quite sometime in the blogosphere. I've been busy all day searching for news articles for the publication and for my major subjects. I so miss posting, leaving comments and blog-hopping. I do hope you missed me, too. LOL xD<br />
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Well lets just continue anyway. These past few days, I have been crippled with all deceitful rumors spreading around, about me having a flirty affair with someone. Which is a hundred percent LIE! I really hate people who smile at me only when I face them, but talk erroneous words behind my back. The worst part is, she was my friend. It's indeed day-wrecking. When we meet, seeing her face and hearing her voice just get into my nerves for no reasons. I can truly be good but can be dreadfully mad when I get really pissed off. <br />
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Then followed with text messages from a guy, my friend actually, purely mocking me on phone. Calling me degrading names, as if we aren't friends. At first, I thought it was some sort of like a bluff. But then he kept on telling me words which hurt me a lot. <br />
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I ignored him for days. Until such time somebody approached us both and asked us to reconcile. There I knew, I did a mistake too. I did something wrong to my friend that upset him, making him act like that. Somehow I realized it was my bad. I've messed up with some of the stuffs he privately keep. If I should've known it earlier, then maybe we could have done something about that; and not letting the damage gone worst. <br />
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Yet they all made an apology, whether sincere or not. Who am I not to forgive them. They are my friends and I never bear grudge unto people who once been dear to me.<br />
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Actually, we're in good terms right now. And I'm hoping for the best of my friends to be in this state forever-- no pains, no conflicts. avoid rivalry as much as possible...<br />
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I was inspired with this line of Joshua Loth Liebman, <i><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"<b>We achieve inner health only through forgiveness-- the forgiveness not only for others but also for ourselves."</b></span></i>jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-35091611550264119752012-06-11T00:18:00.002-07:002012-06-11T00:30:48.364-07:00Can This be Love (Probably Not!) PART IIWe just met few days ago. <span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>He</b></span> was a freshman, while I'm a senior. I may have not know him that well, yet I kinda like him for some reasons. First off, he's cute, natty, humorous and waggish. He's not just that. Drawing is his passion. He has a lot of comics, illustrations and sketches at home, all his creations. <span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>His</b></span> poetry isn't that bad, too. In fact, he introduced me to some highfalutin words of his. Another thing interesting about him is his ability to speak in different accents, American, British, Australian, Japanese, etc.<br />
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All in all, he's my ideal man.<br />
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This <b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">guy</span></b> actually was the same person whom I just shared to you on my last post. The one who just made my day complete.<br />
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Last week I received something from <span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>him</b></span>. My heart pounded as to when he handed it over personally. His present was a book entitled "<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Blast From the Past"</i></span></b> by <i>Ben Elton</i>. He made an encryption of his name on it. So cute ;-)<br />
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Love to see my collection of books snowballing in number. I would surely take heed of them, especially that <b><i>one</i></b> given by someone who's very dear to me--<span style="color: #990000;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">HIM.</span></b> </span><br />
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Its been awhile since my last post. I've been busy..... at home and in school.<br />
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Adios vacation! Aloha calvary! Another set of sacrifices and sufferings be devoured now that school days had come at last. How quick time moves. It was like I enrolled myself in that university as a freshman just few days ago; now, am a junior Mass Communication student already. I never thought I could reach this far.<br />
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First day of class yet I haven't felt, seen or encountered anything unusual today, except for cute/good-looking/mouth-watering guys I met today.. (I really had to iclude that. hahahah). Unlike before, I got so anxious on facing new people, adapting a new environment and grabbing new challenges in college. This very day, everything seems so ordinary-- no joy, excitement, nor surprise embraced me.<br />
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However, seeing my course mates and co-workers in the publication made my day a little bit pleasing. Some altered few styles on their hair and attire, which I found odd, others did not. I acquainted people of different races and personality. Mingled with them for a short while then went back to our office to finish some paper works-- <i>news articles</i>. I wrote my draft, searched additional information from the web, then have it encoded. Sat in front of the computer monitor, face frowned with sweat all over me. I hate it! HATE! HATE! The air conditioner in our office isn't functioning anymore. Since I can't go elsewhere, I don't have any choice but to stay in that damn hot room.<br />
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Had my lunch when the clock hit the hour of 12. Then, went to blogging afterwards. Even on the internet, I haven't seen anything that arouses my interests. Until ...........<br />
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I only have 4 subjects for today. Unfortunately I still have to wait until 7 pm for it to end. Just this afternoon, about 4 pm, I headed towards the ladies' room when suddenly an amorous voice called my name. It was <b><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">HIM</span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">! </span></b>The one and only guy whom I waited the whole day to appear. I never anticipated that to happen. He was there, standing, smiling, staring at me. I'm all lose of words. I didn't know what to say, instead, I just responded hello. He asked me of a room he didn't know, I answered back. The next thing he said was, "<i>Would you mind if we could walk around for a minute?</i>" Such an offer I couldn't refuse.Those words blew me off. I felt like an ice cube gently melting.<br />
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I enjoyed those few seconds we shared of promenading and chatting. His presence took my boredom and replaced it with thrill and fun. I really don't want that moment to end yet it has to.<br />
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I'm excited for the next few days I will be spending in school, especially that now I have my new inspiration. I know things might go bad and tough-- more sleepless nights, stressful home works and heart-pounding remarks from my instructors, yet I stand firm and strong. With <b style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;">HIM </b>as my back-up, everything will come in handy for me.<br />
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Chow;-)<br />
<br />jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-28226191903231668312012-05-27T00:09:00.000-07:002012-05-27T00:13:09.276-07:00Pose for OnceI'm all blank today, really. My mind isn't working. My tummy's grumbling in hunger. My whole body's aching for going out last night. But for the sake of having something to post on blog, I tried to think and look for any that is worth blogging. Luckily, I found something interesting--- few pictures of mine during my little sister's baptismal.<br />
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What I have for you today is what other bloggers refer to as <b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">SNEAK PEEK SATURDAY</span></b> hosted by <span style="color: #741b47;"><a href="http://best-of-ya.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">The Girl who reads ya</span></a>h</span><br />
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In here, you just have to grab your current read and share 1-2 sentences from a random (or not) page with us and along with the title and author. This will give us an interesting sneak peek into whatever book you are currently reading.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">~~ What's yours? Feel free to share ~~</span></div>jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-22439357300698081432012-05-19T09:17:00.002-07:002012-05-19T09:33:44.609-07:00Suppose to be on FRIDAY<div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-family: Monaco, Consolas, 'Andale Mono', 'DejaVu Sans Mono', monospace; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><b>Follow Friday</b></span></span></div><span style="background-color: #d0d0cf; color: #747474; font-family: Monaco, Consolas, 'Andale Mono', 'DejaVu Sans Mono', monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-center;"> <a href="http://parajunkee.com/category/ff" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7053/6778552714_5a75be99b4_o.jpg" /></a></span> <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-center;">I know this is too late for me to answer this question, still I will, for the sake of those whom I visited and promised to provide them with my backcap. So here it is...</div><div style="text-align: -webkit-center;">Actually, I haven't felt like I've been through a summer break. I got so busy, had lots of appointments to attend to and had not given myself a daybreak. I made some out-of-towns though, yet it wasn't really that enough. Enrollment is fast approaching. Sooner or later I will be back in school-- scribbling notes, doing my homework, making projects, and all other musts of a student. </div><div style="text-align: -webkit-center;">With my few days left, I would probably go to the <span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"><b>beach</b></span>. Swim on the cool blue water and relax a bit under the sun. If I may, let it be on a white sand beach. Staring the whole ocean with air gently touching ur skin,, that's totally relaxing.</div><div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Aside from that, to go somewhere in the <span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><b>mountain</b></span> is far more complacent. In there, one would achieve the greatest placidity he/she ever wanted. All there is to hear are the humming of birds, wooshing of air and rustling sounds of leaves. Just a perfect place for book reading. For me to understand completely my novel's story, I really have to stay in a solemn place, free from noise or any disturbance.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Next option will be... ahmmmmm. Lets see. I prefer staying at <span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>home</b></span>. Just lay down in bed and open that book i love to read. That's more I like it. I can do things all by myself, peacefully and privately. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div>jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-75325569440289707932012-05-17T18:09:00.002-07:002012-05-17T18:16:06.987-07:00Here Comes the Pain<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.ufc.com/fighter/Brock-Lesnar"><span style="color: #a64d79;">Brock Lesnar's</span></a> unanticipated come back, from being a UFC fighter, was totally daunting for <a href="http://www.wwe.com/superstars/johncena"><span style="color: #a64d79;">John Cena</span></a> who ws already been the face of <a href="http://www.wwe.com/"><span style="color: #741b47;">World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE)</span></a>. To retreat was never an option to this big fella. In fact, Lesnar uttered, "I am not a superstar. I'm a real ass kicker and I will bring the pain to John Cena."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">That line of his marked and stucked to people's mind leading to a fight everyone longed for. From that, WWE comes anew as they go <a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/news/2012-extreme-rules-results-john-cena-vs-brock-215300166--spt.html"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">EXTREME RULES</span>.</a> This show differs a lot from the usual WWE Smackdown, WWE Raw, WWE Superstars, WWE NXT and Wrestlemania for in <i>EXTREME RULES </i>there are no limitations, no prohibitions, no restrictions. This is where you'll witness what a real fight is all about without the involvement of any rule or something. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> The feud between the two began on one of their face-off in WWE Raw. <i>Watch this...</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTv6JJz_qdU?version=3&feature=player_detailpage"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTv6JJz_qdU?version=3&feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"></object></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
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</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">It has been the talk of the town, in different sites and even through phones.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It took a couple of pairs who fought first before the main event; it was worth the wait. The crowd had gone wild as these two of world's most formidable wrestlers, John Cena and Brock Lesnar, took the arena. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My bet really was Cena but I almost fell off from my seat, when I saw him beaten up so badly. I don't know if I'm going to be entertained or be horrified with what I saw because Cena looked really pathetic that night. Actually, he is rarely seen manhandled and dominated like that. <i>View the whole fight...</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CQ0HSypXbWc?version=3&feature=player_detailpage"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CQ0HSypXbWc?version=3&feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"></object></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We all know stunts in wrestling are half-lies. They don't really get themselves hurt, but what I've seen in that match-up was truly realistic. There were all these smashing, kicking, slamming and punching. Blood were flowing, even Cena's left arm got dislocated.Despite that, Lesnar was forfeited in the end. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cena, at last regained his name, honor, pride and title after his defeat with Dwayne "the Rock" Johnson in <span style="color: #a64d79;"><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/eric-larnick/wrestlemania-28-recap-wwe_b_1397032.html"><span style="color: #a64d79;">Wrestlemania 28</span></a>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">None of WWE's match-ups is as punishing, vicious and cruel as I witnessed that night. GO CENA! rise above hate!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now you knew my little interest in wrestling, let me show to you some of my idols in the wrestle world. They aren't only tough, but good-looking as well. Let me show to you what I'm talking about.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664951835779718074.post-9374690181709965132012-05-11T05:18:00.002-07:002012-05-14T19:26:33.197-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> I really had a good time on twitter today. From 27 followers, guess what, I garnered 67. Enjoying bits of tweets I receive from <i>tweeterheads</i>, my attention suddenly caught this people who, I guess, are having some sort of quarrel on their own. I, being so ______ (whatever u call it), intervened and tweeted, only to find out that what I did spiced up the feud. They got so pissed off then started firing awful words on me, had some crash-talking and called me names already..</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><i><a href="https://twitter.com/#!/ASHLEYGONZALEZ_">@ASHLEYGONZALEZ</a></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-family: inherit;">First I said</span><span style="background-color: #073763; color: red; font-family: inherit;">@cutyjelix143</span><span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-family: inherit;"> _hi there ! care to follow back?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #073763;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: red;">@<span style="line-height: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">CudddyGustas _ </span></span><span style="color: cyan; line-height: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Kiss me butt shit !</span><span style="color: cyan; line-height: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">don't ask me to follow you back ! </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #073763;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: red;">@ASHLEYGONZALEZ</span><span style="color: cyan;">_ whats cracking?” sit on my bf's face and flex your cheeks.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #073763; color: red; font-family: inherit; line-height: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Me</span><span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-family: inherit; line-height: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">_seems like u three are into something @ASHLEY</span><span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">GONZALEZ @CuddlyGustas @bri_garcia.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #073763;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: red; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">ME</span><span style="color: cyan; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">_ur worst nightmire!</span></span></span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">Ashley's boyfriend @Cudddy named me with *@#$%)+@#$%!^..... Grrr!. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">I rebutted as well, back-firing him with my words of toot... toot.. Censored! xD</span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">Then the defensive bf of Ashley blocked me. Duh!. As if I care. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: #073763; color: red; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: #073763; color: red; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">@ASHLEYGONZALEZ</span><span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">_How about you leave us alone? </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: #073763; color: red; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">ME</span><span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">_bitch! Whatever you fucking lossers!. Chow! ;-)</span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: #073763; color: cyan; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">Now, tell me, have I done something wrong?Well! I guess, maybe. Intruding other people's conversation? My bad! Yet I never had any remorse for I'm just embracing this new environment on twitter, thats all. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">Don't know that twitter could be as interesting as this one. LOL to the max xD</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">For those who want to get into my world, follow me here</span><a href="https://twitter.com/#!/jelixrockx"><span style="font-size: 14px;">(</span><span style="font-size: large;">@cutyjelix143)</span></a></span></span></div></div>jelai♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/05805650710232129204noreply@blogger.com26