tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70427344795849583372024-03-14T09:16:30.342-07:00LanieliciousLanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.comBlogger89125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-74563224585208896922011-12-09T16:57:00.001-08:002011-12-09T16:57:27.703-08:00formspring.meAsk me anything <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lanielicious" target="_blank">http://www.formspring.me/lanielicious</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-20888852172201156122011-10-05T02:28:00.000-07:002011-10-05T02:33:01.551-07:00What is Love?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii9eCpEw5OT5Z1uz2uJspSgpeiUoFmLjMQtRAx7sHXonFUEcEGW6fZE1F4V131Ib3orSX3Tm-hemH78v1PmX4n9g8h-dcJco2eHai_B8pic3UYfx3DWyqY7qSJMqrn8roQXyTZCZGUes4/s1600/love-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii9eCpEw5OT5Z1uz2uJspSgpeiUoFmLjMQtRAx7sHXonFUEcEGW6fZE1F4V131Ib3orSX3Tm-hemH78v1PmX4n9g8h-dcJco2eHai_B8pic3UYfx3DWyqY7qSJMqrn8roQXyTZCZGUes4/s320/love-11.jpg" width="298" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><br />
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<div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;">Love</span></em></strong> is life.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">If you miss love, you miss <strong><em><span style="color: blue;">Life</span></em></strong>.</span></div><br />
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<b>Blog Name at URL:</b> <span style="color: #334805;">Lanielicious at <a href="http://www.streetlanie.blogspot.com/">http://www.streetlanie.blogspot.com/</a> </span><br />
<b>Lokasyon:</b> Maragusan, Compostela Valley<br />
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<strong>About myself:</strong><br />
I'm a Cancerian so expect me to be a happy go lucky but very sensitive deep inside. Char!<br />
I love net surfing, Facebook, (not so) blogging (rightnow), reading Pinoy novels, collecting FHM mags, eating <em>Fruit Mentos</em>, bubbly talking (with friends)... I'm afraid of frogs and rodent animals. I'm..<em>aherm!</em>...married to the most handsome man I've ever known (<em>charush!)</em> James. (<em>hehe) </em>Nothing exemplary special about me. I live a normal life. Fun loving. Loving.<br />
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<b>Kelan at paano ako nagsimulang magblog?</b><br />
Nagsimula akong magblog noong taong 2009 but due to inefficient internet signal, di ako active. Ngayong taong ito lang ako medyo gumaganang magsulat... (<em>minsanan rin lang). </em>Di rin ako sikat so kung sino lang mapadaan dito sa site ko.. welcome ko silang lahat.<br />
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<b>Bakit naisipang pasukin ang mundo ng blogging?</b><br />
Wala lang. Gusto ko lang magsulat at basahin ang mga sulat ko sa web. Haha!<br />
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<b>Inspirasyon o hinahangaan sa bloggging? Ipaliwanag</b><br />
Si <a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/">Xiaxue</a> talaga ang idol ko sa blogging... I came to her site about three years ago at enjoy ako sa mga posts niya. Then I came to visit other blogs too.. mostly of Pinoys.<br />
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<b>Kung may hinahangaan blogero, mayroon ba namang kinaiinisan? Bakit o ano ang dahilan?</b><br />
Wala naman ako sa posisyon para mainis sa kung sinumang blogger ..hehe. <br />
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<b>Ano ang pinakamagandang karanasan mo sa daigdig ng blogging?</b><br />
Yung maa-appreciate yung mga posts ko kahit walang kakwenta-kwenta.. hehe<br />
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<b>Ano naman ang hindi magandang karanasan dito? Paano ito nalampasan?</b><br />
Wala. Alah naman akong pakialam..<br />
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<b>Dumating na ba sa punto na tinamad na magblog? ipaliwanag.</b><br />
Naman. Madalas. Kakatamad lang. Tamad kasi ako eh. Weder-weder.<br />
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<b>Ano ang nagbago sa buhay dulot ng blogging?</b><br />
Explore, learn, adapt lot of things.<br />
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Late na actually ang post kong ito. I supposed to blog this after I learned about my unexpected pregnancy.<br />
James and I are soooo happy about it.<br />
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But yeah, I think along with the so much wait and 3-years asking is the fact that this time, I am having difficult pregnancy.<br />
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I have been admitted to the hospital for almost a week, was advised for a bed rest until the delivery, was ordered to take all necessary medications... whew!<br />
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But these are no reasons to grunt<br />
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kaya namin to<br />
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Extra TLC from James will help<br />
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and yes<br />
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prayers and prayers<br />
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and faith to God.<br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I'm alone at home because Emz went to his business so to kill boredom, I decided to get rid of dusts in our bedroom (never minding my cough after all)- teheehee.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Since my Oyang (Bohol word for grandmother)’s house is only two blocks away, I decided to go and make a visit. My Oyang is on her early 90’s but is still living alone on her bungalow type house. Nobody is nursing her because Oyang at her very old age is still quite maarte and can’t stand long with anybody so what her children do is to make a weekly schedule to each family (she has five married children whom my mum is the youngest) to nurse and take care of her food, her daily needs and ‘caprices’.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She’s been sickly for few months now but she can still manage to walk and do light chores so every time I went to her house, she’d be as quick as a fox to open her door and welcome me. I’m one of her favorite grandchildren.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">As I am about to knock at her door and call for her name, I noticed that the door was unlock so I went inside without giving her notice. I go directly to her room and saw my Oyang closing her eyes so tightly that I can see some tears. She’s murmuring words that I hardly can hear so I went near her.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Oyang!”, I called loudly since she’s a bit deaf already.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She opened her eyes as if trying to see the person standing beside her.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ako ni, si Lanie! (It’s me, Lanie)”, I told her and grasp her hands. Her hands were very cold.“Nagkaon naka ug paniudto? (Have you eaten your lunch already?)”.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Wala pa. Dili nako ganahan mokaon lay (Not yet. I don’t like to eat anymore <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">lay”,</i> she said in a very slow and shivery voice. </span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Dili, magkaon ka. Hukaran ta ka. (No, you have to eat. I’ll get some food for you),” I said and went to the kitchen to look for food. When I came<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>back, I let her eat a bit but after one bite, she no longer took any food.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I look around to see what is smelling so bad so that I can get rid of. I saw her pee can so I made some cleaning and getting rid of her wastes before I went back to her side. But the smell was getting worst as if some animal is rotting nearby.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Just when I’m about to look for it, she called for me. “Lay, gusto na ko mamatay. Dili na nako kaya. Gikapoy nako ug hulat anus-a pako kuhaon. (Lay, I just want to die. I can no longer bear this. I am now very tired waiting to die.)</span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I did not answer her but just hold her hands tightly and caressed her hair. She tried to move but it seemed that she cannot move her legs so I lifted her blanket so that I can help her reposition.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">But just as her blanket is air halfway, I could clearly see that the skin between both her legs including her sex organ is decaying. The putrefying smell reached my nose at once. Her skin looked awful. I threw up. I can’t bear the smell and the looks of her in so much pain.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Lay, ilubong na lang ko ninyo. Baho na kayo. (Lay, please bury me. I stink.)”, she managed to say slowly.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her breath is dawdling, exhaling cold air.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I feel so weak because here I am witnessing my grandmother decaying to death and I can do nothing! All I can do is hold her hand and whisper her soothing words hoping that these can make her ease the pain…even in a moment.</span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She called for her late mother’s name and my Oyong (who already passed away last 2008), and many other names that I knew were all dead people.</span></div><br />
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Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny.. Excellent kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, and family is very important to an Aries. Aries are known for being generous and giving. Addictive. Loud. Always has the need to be ‘Right’. Aries will argue to prove their point for hours and hours. Aries are some of the most wonderful people in the world.. 16 years of bad luck if you do not forward.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>TAURUS</b> — <i>The Tramp</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight. Fight for what they want. Can be annoying at times, but for the love of attention. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. They can be self-centered and if they want something they will do anything to get it. They love to sleep and can be lazy. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth! 15 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>GEMINI</b> — <i>The Twin</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners. Very Good at confusing people… Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Geminis will not take any crap from anyone. Geminis like to tell people what they should do and get offended easily. They are great at losing things and are forgetful. Geminis can be very sarcastic and childish at times and are very nosey. Trustworthy. Always happy. VERY Loud. Talkative. Outgoing. VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. The most irresistable. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>CANCER</b> — <i>The Beauty</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Most amazing kisser. Very high appeal. A Cancer’s Love is one of a kind.. Very romantic.. Most caring person you will ever meet in your life. Entirely creative Person, most are artists and insane, respectfully speaking. They perfected sex and do it often. Extremely random. An Ultimate Freak. Extremely funny and is usually the life of the party. Most Cancers will take you under their wing and into their hearts where you will remain forever. Cancers make love with a passion beyond compare. Spontaneous. Not a Fighter, But will kick your ass good if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to! 12 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>LEO</b> — <i>The Lion</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Usually happy but when unhappy tend to be grouchy and childish. A Leo’s problem becomes everyone’s problem. Most Leos are very predictable and tend to be monotonous. Knows how to have fun.. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Very predictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><strong>VIRGO — </strong><em>The One that Waits</em><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><strong> </strong></div>Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. A pushover. Loves to gamble and take chances. Needs to have the last say in everything. They think they know everything and usually do. Respectful to others but you will quickly lose their respect if you do something untrustworthy towards them and never regain respect. They do not forgive and never forget. The one and only. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>LIBRA</b> — <i>The Lame One</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nice to everyone they meet. Their love is one of a kind. Silly, funny and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! However, not the kind of person you want to mess with…you might end up crying. Libras can cause as much havoc as they can prevent. Faithful friends to the end.Can hold a grudge for years.Libras are someone you want on your side. Usually great at sports and are extreme sports fanatics. Very creative. A hopeless romantic. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>SCORPIO</b> — <i>The Addict</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">EXTREMELY adorable. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humor. Will try almost anything once. Loves to be pampered. Energetic. Predictable. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want.. Attractive. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Loves to party but at times to the extreme. Loves the smell and feel of money and is good at making it but just as good at spending it! Very protective over loved ones. HARD workers. Can be a good friend but if is disrespected by a friend, the friendship will end. Romantic. Caring.. 4 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>SAGITTARIUS</b> — <i>The Promiscuous One</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found.. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. A loner most of the time. Loses patience easily and will not take crap. If in a bad mood stay FAR away. Gets offended easily and remembers the offense forever. Loves deeply but at times will not show it, feels it is a sign of weakness. Has many fears but will not show it. VERY private person. Defends loved ones with all their abilities. Can be childish often. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in bed..!!! Not the kind of person you want to mess with- you might end up crying. 4 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>CAPRICORN</b> — <i>The Passionate Lover</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Grouchy at times and annoying to some. Lazy and love to take it easy. But when they find a job or something they like to do they put their all into it. Proud, understanding and sweet. Irresistible. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to win against other signs especially Gemini’s in sports. Likes to cook but would rather go out to eat at good restaurants. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>AQUARIUS</b> — <i>Does It In The Water</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind, loves being in long-term relationships. Can be clumsy at times but tries hard. Will take on any project. Proud of themselves in whatever they do. Messy and unorganized. Procrastinators. Great lovers, when they’re not sleeping. Extreme thinkers. Loves their pets usually more than their family. Can be VERY irritating to others when they try to explain or tell a story. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Not a Fighter but will Knock your lights out.. 2 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>PISCES</b> — <i>The Partner for Life</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Caring and kind. Smart. Likes to be the center of attention. Very organized. High appeal to opposite sex. Likes to have the last word. Good to find, but hard to keep. Passionate, wonderful lovers. Fun to be around. Too trusting at times and gets hurt easily. VERY caring. They always try to do the right thing and sometimes gets the short end of the stick. They sometimes get used by others and get hurt because of their trusting. Extremely weird but in a good way. Good sense of humor!!! Thoughtful. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. Good friend to other but needs to be choosy on who they allow their friends to be. 5 years of bad luck if you do not forward.</div><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Source: </span><a href="http://www.ewoishe.com/"><span style="font-size: x-small;">www.ewoishe.com</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span><br />
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Pandak.<br />
Bobo.<br />
Mahirap.<br />
Oo naman. Eh kung prim&proper ako,matangkad, matalino, mayaman..<br />
E di hindi na totoo ang kasabihang<br />
"Nobody is perfect"<br />
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Almost perfect na nga ako sa lagay ko ngayon eh... (hehe)<br />
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Sa mukha pa lang yan!<br />
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Ay teka,<br />
let me introduce my self muna<br />
Ahm.. My name is Nobody pala. (sinundog lang)<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong>UPDATE:</strong></span><br />
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Boring ng hapon ko. Ambagal ng internet connection. <br />
Sumasabit nga yata sa mga bulubundukin ng Caragan, Mt.Apo, Mt. Candalaga<br />
bago umabot sa lappey ko.<br />
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Az in shhooopir bagal oi. <br />
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Sira din ang globe tattoo.<br />
Sira din ang smartbro.<br />
walang sun kase lapet na gumabi.<br />
ahuhuhu.. <br />
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Hindi man lang ako makapagreply sa comments nila ni<br />
mommy raz, jedpogi, avatarlady<br />
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Ansaya ko pa naman sana kasi kahit papano<br />
binigyan nila ng kahit konting panahon na<br />
bumisita dito at mag-effort na mag-comments.<br />
<br />
Di tulad ng iba dyan.<br />
Di man lang dumaan.<br />
Di man lang sumilip kahit iilang segundo lang.<br />
Buti pa ang mga spammers.<br />
Laging laman ng chat box. (haha)<br />
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Di bale.<br />
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Di bale na.<br />
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Di bale na nga lang.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">r</span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">equires falling in love many times, </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">always with the same person.</span> <br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">(Pwede other person na sav? Lol!)</span> <br />
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<strong>Noon</strong> yun.<br />
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<strong>Hindi </strong>na ngayon.<br />
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<strong>Hindi</strong> dahil wala ng <em>rainy days</em><br />
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o <em>Mondays</em><br />
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<strong>Kundi</strong> dahil sa tinagal-tagal ng panahon <br />
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na<em>realize</em> ko<br />
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wala naman palang dahilan upang umiyak..<br />
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<strong>Sayang</strong> din naman ang luha.<br />
<br />
Nakakapamaga ng mga mata<br />
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Nakakadagdag kulubot.<br />
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Nakakawala ng <em>poise</em><br />
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Nakaka<em>badtrip</em><br />
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Nakakatamad<br />
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Nakakainis<br />
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Nakakagutom.<br />
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<strong>Maraming</strong> taon rin ang aking ginugol<br />
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sa pagluha ng walang dahilan<br />
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ng walang katuturan<br />
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ng walang pamantayan<br />
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ng walang anuman.<br />
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<strong>Ngunit sa paglipas</strong> ng panahon<br />
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nabatid ko rin sa wakas<br />
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na hindi naman pala dapat iniiyakan<br />
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ang<br />
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bumangon<br />
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ng maaga,<br />
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magsaing,<br />
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maglaba<br />
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kapag Lunes at umuulan.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Ma- Oh-eyng umaga at malamig na panahon sa inyong tanan!</span><br />
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Mr. Brown Butterfly just visited my office!<br />
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It's been clinging on the curtain for several hours now so Jane, my secretary, and I keep peeking if it is sleeping or <em>is actually dead</em>. Lol! It was not moving either.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I proudly told Wilma, a co- staff; about our 'visitor' but she answered me with fear that being visited by a brown butterfly is a bad omen.<br />
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Hoohh! <br />
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That scares me.<br />
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But I hope it does not mean anything bad. <br />
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Really.. so God forbids!<br />
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As the human resource officer, common internal challenges or challenges that arises from within the cooperative are: <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">cooperative politics instead of active and involved Board of Directors, delayed and often fragmented decision making process, serious lack of information about members-owners</span><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">, </span><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">an equally serious lack of knowledge of sales culture</span><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">, </span><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Lack of policies and procedures for the prudent management, and communication gaps.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">One thing which highlighted the presentation is the first step in achieving Customer Care excellence: <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Make your strategic vision into reality </b>wherefore one strategy is to develop a service oriented cooperative. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Customer Excellence means the value of Customer Relationship. One example was that a dissatisfied member will tell 8-10 people that they are not satisfied with services. However, if the same customer is well-assured and satisfied with the cooperative’s services and customer relations and will tell the same number of persons how pleased they are, customers will grow in numbers. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> <b><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">The higher the level of service we deliver, </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">the more our members want to do business with us, </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">and the higher the profits are likely to be. </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Date of Examination: May 7, 2011 , 1:00 pm<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Place of Exam: 2<span style="font-size: small;"><sup>nd</sup> Floor, </span></span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">MAGROW Main Bldg</span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Benefits: </span></b><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">100% coverage of tuition and miscellaneous fees plus a chance to attend supplemental formation and training activities of the cooperative</span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-background-themecolor: background1; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Qualifications: </span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="background: white; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-background-themecolor: background1; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">An incoming first year student in:</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-background-themecolor: background1; mso-list: l1 level3 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Wingdings; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">§<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Bukidnon State University</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
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<div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-background-themecolor: background1; mso-list: l1 level3 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Wingdings; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">§<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Informatic Technical School</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-background-themecolor: background1; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 24.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Annual family income not exceeding P 80,000.00 per annum<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-background-themecolor: background1; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Non-concurrently a recipient of any major scholarship or financial aid</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 24.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">a. </span></b><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">One (1) Scholar for BSU<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><strong>b. </strong></span></span><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Two (2) Scholars for MTC</span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><strong>c.</strong> </span></span><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Two (2) scholars for </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Informatic</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Trebuchet MS"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">a.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Certified true copy of Birth Certificate<o:p></o:p></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Trebuchet MS"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">b.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Form 137 or Card during fourth year in High School<o:p></o:p></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Trebuchet MS"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">c.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Latest Income Tax Return of the family<o:p></o:p></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Trebuchet MS"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">d.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Certificate of Enrolment or Registration<o:p></o:p></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Trebuchet MS"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">e.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Certificate of Good Moral Character<o:p></o:p></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong>Nakakalungkot</strong> isipin na sa batang edad ay pumanaw na sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ang Kapamilya actor na si AJ Perez. Namatay ang aktor sa multiple head injuries dahil sa isang higway accident.</span><br />
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<strong>Kasama ni AJ</strong> ang kanyang ama na si Gerardo Perez, driver Christopher Bautista at tatlo pang kasamahan na sina Christina Ferrer, Edwin Patelos at Danny Linunga na pauwi ng Manila mula Dagupan City ng bumangga ang kanilang sinasakyang van sa isang bus sa may kahabaan ng Mcarthur Highway ng Barangay San Julian, Tarlac.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong>Idineklarang</strong> dead on arrival ang binata ng isugod ito sa Paniqui Tarlac hospital samantalang buhay naman ang lima pa kasamahan nito.</span><br />
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<strong>Hindi ako </strong>fan ni AJ. Minsan ko nga lang siya nakita sa tv nung kasagsagan ng 'Sabel'. Nunit nakakapanghinayang pa rin isipin na ang isang batang-batang artista ay biglang-bigla mawawala na ng tuluyan. Ganun pa man, nasaan ka man ngayon AJ Perez, mananatili kang nasasaisip at nasasapuso sa iyong mga tagsubaybay.<br />
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<strong>Paalam AJ Perez!</strong><br />
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</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-11117093038554348032011-04-09T19:16:00.000-07:002011-04-09T19:23:57.498-07:00Tatak Pinoy<span class="messageBody"><strong><span style="font-family: inherit;">My provocative statement: </span></strong></span><br />
<span class="messageBody"><span style="color: lime; font-family: inherit;"><strong>I will do what what makes me happy. </strong></span></span><br />
<span class="messageBody"><span style="color: lime; font-family: inherit;"><strong>Life is short. </strong></span></span><br />
<span class="messageBody"><span style="color: lime; font-family: inherit;"><strong>I have to Quit trying to get people's approval! </strong></span></span><br />
<span class="messageBody"><span style="color: lime; font-family: inherit;"><strong>If they don't like me for what I am- To hell I care ! </strong></span></span><br />
<span class="messageBody"><span style="color: lime; font-family: inherit;"><strong>I have to live with my actions at the end of the day!</strong></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Yan ang walang kakupas-kupas na status ko sa Facebook.Iyan din ang nakasulat sa unang pahina ng aking organizer book.May printout din ako niyan na idinikit ko sa aking cubicle wall.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Hindi nga kasi perperkto ang life..</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">at dahil sa hindi kaperpektuhan nito</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">may mga tao talagang sadyang kontrabida sa buhay mo.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Sa buhay kasi kapag nakagawa ka ng isang bagay</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">maaring may mga taong umaayon dito</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">May iba naman na ayaw.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lalo na ang mga pinoy...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Ang gulo lang. Minsan ok, minsan hindi.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Paano ba naman kasi, sa dami ng mga banyagang sumakop at nang-impluwensiya sa Pilipinas kaya't nagkandahalo-halo din ang ugaling pinoy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Ang ugaling pinoy ay maaring negatibo o positibo depende sa umiintindi nito. Katulad halimbawa ng:</span><br />
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<u><strong><span style="font-family: inherit;"><em>Hiya</em> (shame) </span></strong></u><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because it arrests or inhibits one's action. This trait reduces one to smallness or to what Nietzsche calls the "morality of slaves", thus congealing the soul of the Filipino and emasculating him, making him timid, meek and weak. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive</u>, because, it contributes to peace of mind and lack of stress by not even trying to achieve. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Ningas-cogon</em> (procrastination) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, by all standards, because it begins ardently and dies down as soon as it begins. This trait renders one inactive and unable to initiate things or to persevere. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive,</u> in a way, because it makes a person non-chalant, detached, indifferent, nonplussed should anything go wrong, and hence conducive to peace and tranquillity. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Pakikisama</em> (group loyalty) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because one closes one's eyes to evils like graft and corruption in order to conserve peace and harmony in a group at the expense of one's comfort. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive,</u> because one lives for others; peace or lack of dissension is a constant goal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Patigasan</em> (test of strength) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because it is stubborn and resists all efforts at reconciliation. The trait makes us childish, vindictive, irresponsible, irrational. Actions resulting from this trait are leaving the phone off the hook to get even with one's party line; stopping the engine of the car to prove that one has the right of way; standing one's ground until the opposite party loses its patience. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive,</u> because it is assign that we know our rights and are not easily cowed into submission. It is occidental in spirit, hence in keeping with Nietzsche's "will to power." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Bahala na</em> (resignation) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because one leaves everything to chance under the pretext of trusting in Divine providence. This trait is really laziness disguised in religious garb. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive,</u> because one relies on a superior power rather than on one's own. It is conducive to humility, modesty, and lack of arrogance. </span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Kasi</em> (because, i. e., scapegoat) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because one disowns responsibility and makes a scapegoat out of someone or something. One is never to blame; one remains lily white and has a ready alibi for failure. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive,</u> because one can see both sides of the picture and know exactly where a project failed. One will never suffer from guilt or self-recrimination. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Saving Face</em> </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because, being closely related to <em>hiya</em> and <em>kasi</em>, it enables a person to shirk responsibility. One is never accountable for anything. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive</u>, because one's psyche is saved from undue embarrassment, sleepless nights, remorse of conscience. It saves one from accountability or responsibility. This trait enables one to make a graceful exit from guilt instead of facing the music and owning responsibility for an offense. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Sakop</em> (inclusion) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because one never learns to be on one's own but relies on one's family and relatives. This trait stunts growth and prevents a person from growing on one's own. Generating a life of parasitism, this trait is very non-existential. Blaring music, loud tones are a result of this mentality. We wrongly think that all people like the music we play or the stories we tell. This mentality also makes us consider the world as one vast comfort room. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive</u>, because one cares for the family and clan; one stands or falls with them. This trait makes a person show concern for the family to which he belongs. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Mañana</em> or "<em>Bukas na</em>" (procrastination) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because one constantly postpones action and accomplishes nothing. This aggravates a situation, a problem grows beyond correction, a leak or a small break becomes a gaping hole. This arises from an indolent mentality that a problem will go away by itself. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive</u>, because one is without stress and tension; one learns to take what comes naturally. Like the Chinese <em>wu-wei</em>, this trait makes one live naturally and without undue artificiality. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Utang na loob</em> (indebtedness) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative</u>, because one overlooks moral principles when one is indebted to a person. One who is beholden to another person will do anything to please him, thinking that by doing so he is able to repay a debt. One condones what the other person does and will never censure him for wrongdoing. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive,</u> because it is a recognition of one's indebtedness. This trait portrays the spirit behind the Filipino saying, "He who does not know how to look to the past will never reach his destination." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><u><em>Kanya-kanya</em> (self-centeredness) </u></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Negative,</u> because self-centered; one has no regard for others. So long as my family and I are not in need, I do not care about he world. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Positive</u>, because one takes care of oneself and one's family: "Blood is thicker than water."</span> <br />
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Naisip ko lang, hindi naman pala sa lahat ng pagkakataon ay nangingibabaw ang ganitong katangian ng mga pinoy. May iilan siguro.<br />
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Di ba nga, magiging World Greatest boxer ba si Pacman kung ningas-cogon siya?<br />
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O kaya si Charice Pempengco kung nagma-mañana habit siya sa pagpapraktiz?<br />
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O kaya ang Azkals kung nagkakanya-kanya sila?<br />
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In fairness, kilala na ang mga pinoy hindi dahil sa negatibong katangian kundi dahil sa mga natatanging talentong patok sa buong mundo.<br />
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Sige na nga, naiintindihan ko na.<br />
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Basta ang importante, sa bawat pakikibaka sa buhay, sa kasiyahan man o kagipitan, walang ibang malakas na nagchi-cheer-up sa pinoy kundi ang kanyang kapwa pinoy.<br />
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Choz!<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Source: <a href="http://www.crvp.org/book/Series03/III-7/chapter_v.htm">http://www.crvp.org/book/Series03/III-7/chapter_v.htm</a></span><br />
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<div align="center"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Xoxo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"></span></div><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><img border="0" src="http://i.myniceprofile.com/f/39/l.gif" /><img border="0" src="http://i.myniceprofile.com/f/39/a.gif" /><img border="0" src="http://i.myniceprofile.com/f/39/n.gif" /><img border="0" src="http://i.myniceprofile.com/f/39/i.gif" /><img border="0" src="http://i.myniceprofile.com/f/39/e.gif" /></span></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-14258066857224115132011-03-31T08:51:00.000-07:002011-03-31T08:51:04.092-07:00Laughing-out Loud and Living Life to the FULLestHay<br />
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<strong>Ang buhay nga naman o</strong><br />
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Minsan masaya<br />
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Minsan malungkot<br />
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Minsan magulo<br />
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May mga araw na parang wala lang<br />
<br />
May mga araw namang napupuno ng problema<br />
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Ganun na nga siguro talaga ang formula ng life<br />
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Problem today solve tommorow<br />
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another problem the next day<br />
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Solve the next, next day.<br />
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<strong>Wherefore, kapag normal ang buhay</strong><br />
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di nauubusan ng problema<br />
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di rin naman nawawalan ng solusyon<br />
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Minsan nga lang<br />
<br />
<strong>May mga sagot sa problema na tila kay bagal dumating</strong><br />
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umaabot ng isang taon, sampung taon, mas matagal.<br />
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Ako<br />
<br />
alam ko na ganun talaga<br />
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ngunit mas madalas pa rin sa minsan<br />
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na kapag nagsisidatingan ang mga problema ko sa buhay <br />
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umaabot pa rin sa puntong<br />
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<strong>Nalalabuan din ako sa mga sagot</strong><br />
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Iyon bang mga pagkakataong<br />
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Tila wala ng pag-asa pang makahanap ng solusyon sa mga dagok sa buhay<br />
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At tila kay kitid ng madilim na daan patungo sa liwanag.<br />
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<strong>Normal din sa tao ang umiiyak</strong><br />
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kapag may problema.<br />
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<strong>Tumatawa</strong><br />
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kapag masaya.<br />
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<strong>Nagagalit</strong><br />
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kapag nauubusan ng pasensiya.<br />
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Natutunan ko rin ang tatlong klase ng problema<br />
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Una: Yaong mga problemang may agad-agarang solusyon<br />
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Pangalawa: Yaong mga problemang hahanapan ng solusyon<br />
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Pangatlo: Yaong mga problemang basta na lang dumadating ang solusyon ng hindi mo namalayan<br />
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Anu't anupaman ang problema<br />
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Isa lang ang alam kong sagot<br />
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<strong>Taimtim na dalangin at tiwala sa Diyos na Maykapal.</strong><br />
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<br />
Ang bongga lang ng Blog title ko.<br />
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[Haha!]<br />
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Ilang taon na rin akong nakikipagbunuan, nakikipagsapalaran, nabubuhay, nakikibaka sa mundo ng kooperatiba <em>(Char. Im presently working in an MPC)</em><br />
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Dito, maraming first time sa buhay ko<br />
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First time ko makapagtrabaho<br />
First time ko pumuntang Cebu, Bohol, Camiguin, Cagayan, Gensan<br />
First time ko napromote<br />
First time ko napaiyak dahil first time napagalitan ng boss<br />
First time ko nag-under time dahil may date kami ng bf ko [hubby ko na]<br />
First time ko sumakay ng eroplano<br />
First time ko magdisco<br />
First time ko mag joy ride mula alas kuwatro ng hapon hanggang madaling araw<br />
Etc. first time<br />
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Sa mga taong inilalagi ko dito,<br />
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marami-rami na rin akong natutunan.<br />
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Syempre<br />
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ang MISSION, VISION, GOAL<br />
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CORE VALUES<br />
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CUSTOMER RELATIONS<br />
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<strong>GOOD GOVERNANCE</strong><br />
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Naging saksi rin ako sa mga taong dumanas ng krisis, mga problema, pagsubok at kung anu pang ka-ek-ekan<br />
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<strong>Higit sa lahat</strong><br />
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naging saksi rin ako sa iilang mga hindi kanais-nais na mga pangyayaring madalas ay karanasan din ng ibang organisasyon<br />
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<em>In other word: <u>Corruption</u></em><br />
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Ilang halimbawa nito ay ang mga sumusunod:<br />
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1. Nepotism<br />
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<em>Direktor si Mam, yung anak niya teller, yung pamangkin niya loan processor, yung isang pamangkin pa bookkeeper</em><br />
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2. DOSRI<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">(Katulad na lang halimbawa ng nangyari kamakailan sa Banco Filipino [<em>Subok na Matibay, Subok na Matatag]</em> )</span>. <br />
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<em>Umutang ang isang Direktor, 5 million, yung isa pa, 5 million ulit, yung isa naman dahil may dalawang ektaryang niyugan, 10million, si Manager, 1 million lang muna, si Treasurer, 2 million, si clerk 1 5hundred thousand, si clerk 2 5hundred thousand din. </em><br />
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3. Accounting is an art<br />
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<em>Maliit ang net surplus, lagot sa General membership yan. Cge, adjust ko na lang. Yung 10M netsurplus, doblehin ko na lang. Madali lang yan. Yung excess, paghahatian na. Ayos!</em><br />
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4. Policy Making<br />
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<em>Dapat ganito ang policy natin, paanu na kung ganyan, naku eh hindi yan advantage sa akin. Kung saan tayo makikinabang, doon tayo. Di ba pare. Sige ka, aprub mo yan, hindi na kita iboboto next year.</em><br />
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5. Make use of the unused<br />
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<em>Mare, wala ka palang loan eh. Ako na lang ang uutang gamit ang account mo. Huwag kang mag-aalala, malakas ako sa loan section. Sige ka pag di ka papayag, wala kang increase.</em><br />
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6. Promotion or demotion?<br />
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<em>Maliit lang honorarium ko bilang officer. Mas malaki sahod ng manager. Out ang manager,in ako. Sayah!</em><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Bato-bato sa langit, ang tamaan kapag galit</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">ibig sabihin bumisita sila sa site ko!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Sayah!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-68935040645299096372011-03-29T07:18:00.000-07:002011-03-29T07:18:21.344-07:00Oh La La<strong>WCB me!</strong><br />
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Teeheehee...<br />
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<strong>antagal ko kaya nag-update</strong><br />
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taon din ang nabilang..este linggo<br />
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Anyways, wala namang nagmi-miss sa akin<br />
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Parang hindi lang naman sila affected na wala ang aking presence dito<br />
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<strong>Sino lang ba naman ako eh di ba?</strong><br />
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Oo nga't magkasingkulay kami ng eyeliner ni Avril Lavigne<br />
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peru hindi naman kami magkasing-sikat... impernes- di ko na xah reach.<br />
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Nawala nga pala ako ng iilang linggo kasi naman na-hire akong director ng show<br />
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Balak ko na nga sanang magfull-time doon kaso <br />
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Parang hindi man lang sila bilib sa effort ko (hehe)<br />
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<strong>Di nga... </strong><br />
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busy month lang naman kasi sa opiz ang March eh<br />
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<em>Annual Assembly</em><br />
<em>Budgeting</em><br />
<em>Reporting</em><br />
<em>Election</em><br />
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<strong>Thanks God</strong><br />
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successful naman ang lahat ng activities.<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Congrats to the Full-Forced Committees</span></strong><br />
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Oh la la...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-8748133973594764092011-03-11T05:10:00.000-08:002011-03-11T05:18:53.607-08:00ALert! Tsunami may hit Philippines<span class="messageBody"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">ALert! Tsunami may hit Philippines due to Earthquake just happened fews hours in Japan at 8.9 magnitude.</span></span><br />
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<span class="messageBody"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Alert level 2 to Leyte, Davao Oriental Occidental, Quezon province, Albay, Cagayan, Surigao and all coastal areas.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I have been trying to contact James. He's currently working in Surigao kacee so I'm checking up on him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">They had been alerted and had already packed up things so just in case (<em>God forbid), </em>they can easily evacuate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">We just hope and pray that nothing bad will happen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyways, I have been to Davao City these past two days with my co-staffs. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Not for fun oi</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">but to purchase items for the upcoming GA for our org's general members.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But of course, we did have fun along the very-tiring-activity we have.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I managed to camwhore them <strong>through</strong> <em>thicks </em>and <em>thins. Heeh.</em></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>This is supposed to be a stolen shot but Cris managed to smile at the camera.. Heeh.</em><br />
<em>Look at Elvon staring at the Barongs displayed nearby..(Guess he's planning to buy one of those-heeh)</em><br />
<em>Sally here busy checking the OR's while Elvie and Ryan looked.</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Inside the van.. No space for us to sit on. Wew</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Happy Ryan </em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Heeh-- Elvie here-bored to death while we waited for the van to pick us up</em><br />
<em>Sally on her read Macau shirt seemed asleep-heeh-</em><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Signal on Stop along Monteverde street</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Sally loved to smile on my cam..</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Jeez, Elvon here fitting on a 'supporter'- </em><br />
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</tbody></table>I still have many pics not uploaded. Hmft.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-70777098194648433102011-03-08T08:24:00.000-08:002011-03-08T08:24:23.735-08:00SorpresaAng usapan namin ni Homer, magkikita kami sa gabing iyon. <br />
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Manonood ng sine,<br />
mamasyal,<br />
at kung hanggang saan kami mapunta.<br />
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<em>Bahala na</em>, naisip ko.<br />
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Kontodo handa ako. Nagdala pa ako ng extra damit baka ka'ko magyaya si Homer, ang aking nobyo; na sa beach na lang kami magpapa-umaga. Hindi niya ako masundo dahil medyo may kalayuan ang bahay ng pinsan ko kung saan ako nakitira kaya napagkasunduan naming magkikita na lang sa isang lugar.<br />
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<em>Ito na yun. Bahala na kung anuman ang mangyayari sa amin,</em> sabi ko sa aking sarili habang nakasakay ng taxi papunta sa pinag-usapan lugar kung saan kami magkikita. Dalawang buwan pa lang na naging kami at inaamin ko, gustong-gusto ko siya. Guwapo kasi, mapagbiro. Yung tipong hindi mo kakasawaang kausap at kasama. <br />
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Kaso lang, medyo may pagka-<em>agrresive</em> si Homer. At talagang nahihirapan akong pigilan siya sa bawat pagkakataong magtatangka siya sa akin. Laking probinsiya kasi ako, kaya may pagkakonserbatibo pa rin at hindi pa ako bukas sa <em>pre-marital sex</em>.<br />
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Ngunit sa pagkakataong ito, tila ba hindi ko na ininda ang mga <em>values</em> na itinuro sa akin ng aking mga magulang. <em>Handa na ako sa anumang gusto mangyari sa amin ni Homer.</em> Iyon ang nasasaisip ko sa mga oras na iyon. Sabi niya kasi, nakakadagdag iyon ng <em>closeness</em> namin bilang magnobyo.<br />
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Dumating ako doon mga diyes minutong <em>late</em> sa oras na pinag-usapan namin. Alas otso ng gabi ang usapan namin. Ayoko kasing maghintay at baka isipin niyang patay na patay ako sa kanya (na sa panahong iyon eh totoo naman). Peru napasimangot ako kasi wala pa siya doon. <br />
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<em>Natrapik lang siguro,</em> kaya naupo ako sa isang bench. Malapit lamang iyon sa isang parke kaya nakikita ko mula sa aking kinauupuan ang iilang pares ng mga magnobyo na masayang nagkukuwentuhan at naglalambingan.<br />
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Lampas alas-nuwebe na ngunit hindi pa rin siya dumating. Medyo nainip na ako at napapahiya na sa iilang nasa paligid dahil mahigit isang oras na akong nakaupo lang doon. <br />
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<em>Shit!</em> Halos ipukpok ko na rin ang aking cellphone dahil sa katangahan ko hindi ko man lang nai-charge at talagang dead battery ito.<br />
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Naghintay pa rin ako.<br />
<br />
Hanggang alas nuwebe.<br />
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Alas diyes.<br />
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Naghintay ako hanggang hanggang alas onse. Walang anino ni Homer ang dumating.<br />
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Para akong tanga na hindi ko alam kung bakit naghintay pa ako ng ganun ka-tagal.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2onO2Bt85Uga4t4hW3eZ27FV6Wa_8EHSfYsfkqLQAGfJCPwxhh0O7MrIm_rnWZeIHoB8koWtf2GPXFGdsJDcxW6IsMf3tQ_6iYKP2Y91SVD0y_ocn6vP2oWK8ZsJX9Zw_MfjlizMxPM/s1600/waiting.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2onO2Bt85Uga4t4hW3eZ27FV6Wa_8EHSfYsfkqLQAGfJCPwxhh0O7MrIm_rnWZeIHoB8koWtf2GPXFGdsJDcxW6IsMf3tQ_6iYKP2Y91SVD0y_ocn6vP2oWK8ZsJX9Zw_MfjlizMxPM/s1600/waiting.bmp" /></a></div>Kinabahan kasi ako. Sa isip ko, baka kung anong nagyari sa kanya. Lintek naman kasing cellphone na 'to at ngayon pa nagloko. Tumayo na ako at lumakad patungo sa paradahan ng dyip. Uuwi na lang siguro ako.<br />
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<em>"Hoy, anong ginagawa mo rito?"</em><br />
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Nagulat ako ng may biglang kumalabit sa akin. Lumingon ako.<br />
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"<em>Hi, anong ginagawa mo dito?, </em>wika ng isang lalaki na hindi ko kilala ngunit namumukhaan ko naman. Nakasakay siya sa isang motorbike.<br />
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<em>"Ah eh, may hinintay kasi ako eh", </em>sagot ko at iniispatan ang lalaki. Hindi naman siya mukhang masamang tao. <br />
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"<em>Si Homer ano?",</em> sabi naman niya at ngumisi.<br />
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"<em>Paano mo nalaman na si Homer nga ang hinihintay ko?",</em> taka kong tanong sa kanya.<br />
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"<em>Di ba ikaw yong kasama niya doon sa birthday ng pinsan niya noong isang linggo? Andun din ako noon, magkapitbahay kasi kami,"</em> sagot ng lalaki.<br />
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Ngumiti ako. "<em>Ah, kaya pala namumukhaan kita eh. Siyanga pala, nakita mo ba si Homer? Kanina pa ako naghintay sa kanya eh, may usapan kasi kaming dito magkikita", </em>nahihiya kong sabi.<br />
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"<em>Ha? Naku eh ... teka anong oras ba usapan ninyo?", </em>tanong niya ulit.<br />
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"<em>Alas otso pa... alas onse na nga eh, hindi pa siya dumating. baka ka'ko may nagyari sa kanyang masama", </em>sabi ko.<br />
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<em>"'Nak nang... Walang hiya talaga ang lalaking iyon, may date pala eh. Nakita ko doon sa may tindahan malapit sa amin, eh lasing yata", </em>kakamot-kamot na sabi ng lalaki.<br />
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"<em>G-ganun ba..", </em>halos panawan ako ng ulirat ng marinig ko ang sinabi ng lalaki. Para akong binuhusan ng malamig na tubig at gusto ko ng kaninin na lang ng lupa sa hiya. Hindi ko na hinintay ang sagot ng lalaki at lumakad na ako.<br />
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"<em>Sandali lang, miss,"</em> habol sa akin ng lalaki at pinapatakbo ang kanyang motorsiklo. <em>"Saan ka ba uuwi? Ihahatid na lang kita."</em><br />
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<em>"Huwag na", </em>magdyi-dyip na lang ako. "<em>Salamat na lang."</em><br />
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Tumulin na ang lakad ko. Halos kumaripas na ako ng takbo habang nag-uunahan naman ang pagdaloy ng aking luha. Hiyang-hiya ako. Narating ko din ang paradahan ng dyip at sa pagkadismaya, wala ng ni-isang dyip ang nakaparada doon.<br />
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"<em>Miss.."</em><br />
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Palingon ko, naroon ulit ang lalaki. Di ko namalayan, nakasunod pala siya sa akin.<br />
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"<em>Bakit?", </em>pasinghal kong tanong sa kanya habang nagpapahid ng luha. Hiyang-hiya kasi ako sa sarili ko, at pati na rin sa lalaking kausap ko. Baka iniisip niya, ang landi-landi ko at nag-effort talaga akong makipagkita sa boypren ko na hindi naman ako sinipot at sa halip ay nakikipag-inuman lang sa mga barkada nito.<br />
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<em>"Eh wala na kasing pumapasadang dyip dito eh, alas-onse kasi ang cut-off ng biyahe dito. Mamayang alas tres ng umaga pa ang susunod na pasada",</em> sabi ng lalaki.<br />
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Hindi ako kumibo. Maya-maya, umiyak na lang ako. Humagulhol. Gusto ko na talagang magpatiwakal dahil sa kahihiyan.<br />
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"<em>Halika ka, miss. Hindi naman ako masamang tao eh. Mukha kasing uulan eh. Kung gusto mo, Sumama ka na lang sa akin, ihahatid kita kina Homer", </em>sabi ng lalaki na hindi ko napansing nakababa na pala ng motorsiklo at nasa may harapan ko na.<br />
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"<em>Naku huwag, hindi ko na gustong makita ang pagmumukha ng lalaking iyon", </em>inis kong sabi.<br />
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<em>"Okay miss pero pwede bang sumama ka na lang sa akin..doon tayo sa medyo safety na lugar. Baka kasi may magawi pa ditong mga adik eh, hindi naman kita pwedeng iwan na lang dito baka kung ano pang mangyari sa'yo", </em>medyo nairita na rin sabi ng lalaki.<br />
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Sumakay na rin lang ako sa motorsiklo niya. Ilang sandali pa, umuulan na. Buti na lang at nakasilong kami sa isang kubo sa tabi ng daan malapit sa may police station kaya hindi ako masyadong nabahala. Tingin ko naman sa lalaki eh mabait naman.<br />
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Naupo ako sa isang tabi at umiyak. Naupo na rin ang lalaki di kalayuan sa tabi ko at nakatingin lang. Hindi ko na iniintindi kung anuman ang iniisip niya sa akin. Patuloy akong humahagulhol. Napatingin ako sa aking relos. Lampas alas dose na. Iilang oras pa bago ako makakauwi base na rin sa sinabi ng lalaki na alas tres pa ng umaga may mamasadang dyip. Tumigil na rin ako. Hindi naman kasi talaga ako nasaktan na hindi ako sinipot ni Homer. Ang iniiyakan ko ay ang kahihiyan sa kalandian ko na parang ako tangang naghahabol sa isang lalaking wala naman pagpapahalaga sa akin.<br />
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"<em>Salamat ha", </em>maya-maya sabi ko.<br />
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"<em>Okay lang yon. Wag mo ng intindihin,"</em> sagot naman niya.<br />
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"<em>Kakahiya talaga sa'yo, nadamay ka pa. Baka hinintay ka na ng misis mo",</em> sabi ko.<br />
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"<em>Naku binata pa ako oy",</em> ngisi niya na tila naaaliw.<br />
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Ngumiti na rin ako. "<em>Ako nga pala si Lanie. Ikaw?"</em><br />
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"<em>Emz. Magkapitbahay kami ni Homer. Magkatapat lang kami ng bahay".</em><br />
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<em>"Pasensiya ka na talaga Emz ha. Nakakahiya talaga sa'yo. Sana huwag mo na rin ipagsasabi sa iba nangyari sa akin hah.. kakahiya kasi eh,"</em> sabi ko.<br />
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"<em>Walang problema. Huwag mo ng intindihin. Saka baka nakalimutan lang ni Homer, baka nayaya ng barkada at di makatanggi kaya ayun nalasing", </em>sabi niya.<br />
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"<em>Nga eh. Wala namang pagpapahalaga sa akin ang taong yon. Kita mo naman, pinaghintay ako sa wala. Hahaha, naku ang tanga ko talaga",</em> sabi ko habang bahagyang tumawa.<br />
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"<em>Mahal mo ba siya?", </em>maya-maya tanong ni Emz.<br />
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Napatingin ako sa kanya. Medyo may kadiliman kasi ang kubo dahil walang ilaw at tanging ang malamlam na liwanang ng poste sa may di kalayuan ang nagsisilbing ilaw doon. Naghanap ako ng masasagot sa tanong niya. Nangapa ako. Wala akong maisip.<br />
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"<em>Hindi siguro", </em>mahinang sagot ko. Tapos humahalakhak. "<em>Naku, hindi ko nga naman pala siya mahal eh. Alam mo yun, crush lang siguro. Saka boring kasi buhay ko kaya medyo nakafocus ako kay Homer. " </em>Lumakas ang tawa ko.<br />
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Napakamot ng ulo si Emz. Nagtaka siguro sa biglang pagbago ng mood ko. Naisip na nga yata niya na may topak ako at nasisiraan na ng bait.<br />
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"<em>Pasensiya ka na ulit Emz. Masaya lang ako. Kasi, alam mo kung sinipot kasi ako ni Homer, baka may nangyari na sa amin. Naku, wala namang kuwenta ang lalaking iyon eh, di ba. Buti na lang, hindi siya sumipot. Thanks God!", </em>tuwa kong sabi. "<em>Salamat ulit ha."</em><br />
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Nakitawa na rin siya. Maya-maya nagkukuwentuhan na rin kami na parang walang nangyari. Kung anu-ano na lang ang pinag-uusapan namin. Sinipat ko ulit ang oras. Mag-aalas tres na pala.<br />
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"<em>May dyip na siguro sa ngayon. Uuwi na ako.", </em>sabi ko sa kanya.<br />
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"<em>Mamaya ng konti pa. Wala pang pasahero ngayon,"</em> sabi niya saka medyo lumapit sa akin.<br />
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<em>Naman, </em>isip ko. Magte-take advantage pa yata ang mokong na ito eh. <br />
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"<em>Kayo pa rin ba ni Homer niyan?", </em>tanong niya.<br />
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Umiling ako. "<em>Di na noh, kapal niya lang. Saka uuwi na ako ng probinsiya bukas eh. Bahala na siya sa buhay niya."</em><br />
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<em>"Eh di loveless ka na niyan,"</em> may himig kantiyaw na sa bi niya.<br />
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<em>"Okay lang yon. Buti nga ang ganun para walang heart ache eh, di ba," </em>ngisi ko sa kanya.<br />
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"'<em>Lam mo, ang cute mo," </em>sabi ni Emz habang tinitingnan ako. hindi ko naman masyadong maispatan ang mukha niya dahil medyo madilim.<br />
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"<em>Dati ko ng alam yon, oy!",</em> biro ko. Parang hindi ako dumanas ng heart ache ilang oras ang nakaraan at kinilig ang <em>puso</em> ko sa sinabi niya.<br />
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"<em>Ano kaya kung tayo na lang ang magboypren. Kalimutan mo na si Homer, wala namang kuwentang lalaki yon eh, lasenggo pa. Wala kang future dun," </em>sabi niya. Hindi ko naman mawari kung seryoso o biro lang. Ngunit pilit kung inisip na biro lang dahil nakangiti naman siya.<br />
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"<em>Gusto mo?", </em>ganting biro ko sa kanya.<br />
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"<em>Sige. From now on, tayo na ha,"</em> sabi niya habang itinuwid ang isang kamay papunta sa likod ko at umakbay. "<em>Pahingi ng cellphone number mo."</em><br />
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"<em>Okay. Asan na cellphone mo, at ipo-phonebook ko", </em>wika ko at inilahad ang isang kamay.<br />
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"<em>Isulat mo na lang sa papel kung pwede, Wala akong dalang celfon eh", </em>sabi niya. Dahil lage naman akong may dalang notepad at bolpen kaya naibigay ko sa kanya cellphone number ko.<br />
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Ilang saglit pa, kinalabit niya ako. <em>"Bakit?", </em>takang tanong ko.<br />
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"<em>Eh diba magboypren na tayo ngayon?", </em>wika niya.<br />
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"<em>O tapos?"</em><br />
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Humigpit akbay niya sa akin. "<em>Pwedeng pa-kiss?"</em><br />
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Tumawa ako. "<em>Ambilis mo naman!."</em><br />
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"<em>Ganun talaga yun, Sige na please,"</em> sabi niya at pinamumungayan pa ako ng mata.<br />
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<em>God, ano ba itong napasok ko. </em>Tiningnan ko siya ulit. <br />
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"<em>Sige, sa pisngi lang, okay lang ba?," </em>ka'ko.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimSnisOXKg5aYfzo6-4eDm0unaLKm34pRUzghS12oi1mFg_n12e6KpJ6pSSo_SE6eIEwC0J_JJy-YRXS1fuknhxTAqaEoyMriGIpy0jGo2ff-hKn9kO3cbbJjZwCJovZwAd71FUj6TsPA/s1600/pic.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimSnisOXKg5aYfzo6-4eDm0unaLKm34pRUzghS12oi1mFg_n12e6KpJ6pSSo_SE6eIEwC0J_JJy-YRXS1fuknhxTAqaEoyMriGIpy0jGo2ff-hKn9kO3cbbJjZwCJovZwAd71FUj6TsPA/s1600/pic.bmp" /></a></div>"<em>Okay", </em>saka hinalikan niya agad ako sa pisngi. Hindi naman niya inilayo ang mukha niya sa may pisngi ko kaya nung lingunin ko siya upang tingnan ay saktong lumapat yong labi niya sa labi ko. Bigla, hinalikan niya ako sa lips.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqs5hxUoCrue53e143UMe2XWV4WyJvt57UU0cAaakcKIMHb63twHDR4_R1d8ZjstyHGFOWJAn0I9Xix1B9JIU02JLNt9vz89ddf0cM_BGntRVaY8oMW8IZbO9yRA0IJwro8Q9FopF8RR4/s1600/kiss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqs5hxUoCrue53e143UMe2XWV4WyJvt57UU0cAaakcKIMHb63twHDR4_R1d8ZjstyHGFOWJAn0I9Xix1B9JIU02JLNt9vz89ddf0cM_BGntRVaY8oMW8IZbO9yRA0IJwro8Q9FopF8RR4/s1600/kiss.jpg" /></a></div>Itinulak ko siya ngunit parang respetong tulak lang dahil wala namang lakas. Saglit lang yon, mga iilang segundo lang siguro at binitawan na rin niya ako.<br />
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"<em>Halika na, ihahatid na kita sa paradahan ng dyip,"</em> sabi niya sabay tayo.<br />
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<strong>Nakauwi din ako sa bahay ng aking pinsan </strong>at umuwi na ng probinsiya nung sumunod na araw. Nagtext si Homer nung nasa bus na ako pauwi. Humingi ng sorry. Pinatawad ko naman pero ka'ko kalimutan na lang niya ako. Matatagalan na rin kasi bago ako makabalik uli ng siyudad. Hindi rin nagtext si Emz pagkatapos ng araw na iyon. Kahit isang beses. Napangiti na lang ako kapag naiisip ko ang mga kalokohan ko.<br />
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Saktong isang buwan buhat nung hindi ako sinipot ni Homer, may biglang tumawag sa akin. Hindi nakaphonebook sa cellphone ko kaya medyo nagtaka ako.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmvfUa2NSkC5tI4GqiqSq92wqG5XexPsgUB_BipVBMrCNK3wdZgtxsqStW7Un2V0sV7om8upYh2KNBTCzrD6GOCdKVY4afB4jVL4wBSdyQ_mZcJE6q3C1_4M5fwfer7aFpf4u87DviovE/s1600/call.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmvfUa2NSkC5tI4GqiqSq92wqG5XexPsgUB_BipVBMrCNK3wdZgtxsqStW7Un2V0sV7om8upYh2KNBTCzrD6GOCdKVY4afB4jVL4wBSdyQ_mZcJE6q3C1_4M5fwfer7aFpf4u87DviovE/s1600/call.bmp" /></a></div>"<em>Hello, sino to?", </em>bati ko sa caller.<br />
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"<em>Hi...",</em> sabi naman ng nasa kabilang linya. Lalaki. Hindi ko kilala.<br />
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"<em>Yup. Sino po ito?,"</em> tanong ko.<br />
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"<em>Si Emz ito, tatandaan mo pa ba?," </em>sagot ng caller.<br />
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Napakunot noo ako. "<em>Yup</em>? ",<em> </em>sabi ko na medyo naiinis na di ko alam kung bakit.<br />
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"<em>Happy first monthsary! Muah!", </em>sabi niya. "<em>Miss you."</em><br />
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<em>"Anong monthsary?,"</em> sabi ko.<br />
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"<em>Kalimutan mo na ba? Di ba naging tayo saktong isang buwan ngayon?,"</em> sagot naman niya. "<em>Di mo ba ako namiss?"</em><br />
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Napangiwi ako. "<em>Naman. Eh tayo pala, bakit ngayon ka lang nagparamdam?"</em>, nakapamewang pa ko ng sinabi yon kahit di niya naman ako nakikita.<br />
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"<em>Pasensiya ka na ha. Peru di bale, tinawagan naman kita ngayon eh, di ba?", </em>malambing ang boses na sabi niya.<br />
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"<em>Naku, ewan ko, nakalimutan ko na. Salamat na lang sa tawag. sige ha, busy ako eh. Bye,"</em> saka pinindot ang end call. Nanghinayang naman ako at ginawa ko yon. <em>Di bale, pag tatawag ulit.</em> Naghintay ako, ngunit hindi na ulit nag-ring ang celfon ko. Try ko i-misscall number niya ngunit <em>cannot be reach</em> na.<br />
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Hindi na rin siya tumawag. <br />
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Hangga't lumipas na ulit ang isang buwan.Tumawag ulit siya. Ganun pa rin. Greet niya ako nga '<em>Happy monthsary'</em>. Sa pagkakataong yon, di ko na siya binabaan ng fone. Mag-iisang oras din kaming nagkukuwentuhan.<br />
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Ganoon palagi ang nangyayari. Siya ang tumatawag sa akin kapag sumapit ang <em>monthsary</em> namin. Hindi ko siya makontak kahit kailan, laging out of coverage ang number niya. Noong una, hindi ko lang pinapansin. Kalaunan, naiinip na rin ako. Saka naisip ko, baka naman may asawa ang taong iyon at pinagloloko lang ako.<br />
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Anim na buwan din ganoon ang set-up namin. Hindi ko naman kasi siya masyadong sineseryoso kaya wala na sa akin. Isa pa, hindi ko nga din pala alam ang totoo niyang pangalan, pati apelyido niya, wala akong alam. Hindi ko nga rin alam kung ang Emz ba ay totoong pangalan niya o gawa-gawa lang.<br />
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Saktong ikapitong buwan, hindi na rin ako nakatanggap ng tawag mula sa kanya. Itanggi ko man peru talagang naghintay ako na tumawag siya. Kahit papaano, nilo-look forward ko na rin ang petsa na tatawag siya at magkukuwentuhan kami. Ngunit mag-aalas kuwatro na ng hapon, wala talaga.<br />
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<em>"Ate, lumabas ka raw diyan sa kuwarto mo, sabi ni papa. May naghahanap sa'yo,"</em> tawag sa akin ng kapatid ko.<br />
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"<em>Sino raw?,"</em> takang tanong ko dahil wala naman akong ini-expect na bisita.<br />
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<em>"Ewan. Labasin mo na lang kasi,"</em> sagot ng kapatid ko saka umalis na rin.<br />
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Hindi na ako nagbihis. Hindi na rin ako nag-abalang maglagay pa ng pulbos kahit medyo namamawis ang mukha ko.<br />
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Dumeretso na ako sa sala.<br />
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"<em>Lanie, may bisita ka,"</em> sabi ng papa ko na nakaharap sa akin samantalang nakatalikod naman ang isang lalaki. Naka-longsleeve ang lalaki at pormal na pormal. <em>Baka pastor ito</em>, isip ko.<br />
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"<em>Iiwan ko na muna kayo dito,"</em> sabi ng papa.<br />
Lumingon na rin ang lalaki pagkasabi nun ng aking papa kaya medyo nagulat ako ng makita kung sino ang bisita.<br />
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"<em>Emz?!", </em>gulat kong sabi. "<em>Anong ginagawa mo rito?"</em><br />
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<em>"Dinalaw ka. Happy monthsary!,"</em> sabi niya saka inabot ang isang kumpon ng bulaklak.<br />
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"<em>Balak ko kasing sorpresahin ka,"</em>sabi niya at naupo sa tabi ko. "<em>I love you."</em><br />
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<em>Diyos ko, </em>nausal ko. Hihimatayin nga yata ako.<br />
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"<em>Huwag kang hihimatayin, okay", </em>nakatawang sabi ni Emz habang hinahawakan ang kamay ko."<em>Di ka ba naghilamos?"</em><br />
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Muntik na akong nahulog sa kinauupuan ko saka umirap. "<em>Naman. Di ka kasi nagsabing paparito ka eh."</em><br />
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Tumawa siya ng malakas. "<em>Hindi ka pa ba nasanay? Lage naman kitang sinusorpresa diba?"</em><br />
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"<em>Naman,"</em> ngiwi ko saka tiningnan siya sa mukha. "<em>Pwedeng magtanong?"</em><br />
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<em>"Anu yon?"</em><br />
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<em>"May asawa ka na ba?"</em>, tanong ko sa kanya na ikinabulanghit niya ng tawa. "<em>Saka ano ang totoo mong pangalan?"</em><br />
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Niyakap niya ako. Saka bumulong, "<em>Akala ko, hindi ka na magtatanong eh.James ang totoo kong pangalan. Walang asawa."</em><br />
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Ngumiti na lang ako. Bumulong siya ulit. "<em>I love you."</em><br />
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Hindi ako sumagot. Hindi ko naman kasi alam ang isasagot ko.<br />
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Basta ang alam ko masaya ako.<br />
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Tiningnan ko siya ulit. "<em>Kumuha ka muna ng CENOMAR. Baka mamaya nyan, niloloko mo lang ako."</em><br />
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"<em>Yes boss. Basta ba papakasal ka sa akin pag nakakuha na ako nun, okay?,"</em> sagot naman niya. Tumawa. Kitang-kita na nangingislap ang kanyang mga mata na tila humahaplos din sa aking puso (<em>an lalim lang nun, hehe).</em><br />
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Tumawa na rin ako. Napuno ng masayang tawanan ang buong sala.<br />
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<strong>LIMANG TAON</strong> na rin ang nakalipas ngunit hanggang ngayon, sa pagsapit ng mahalagang petsang iyon, sa tuwina palagi pa rin akong nasosorpresa.<br />
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Bakit ba hindi, eh hanggang ngayon kami pa rin ni Emz.<br />
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Alam ko na rin ang apelyido niya. Nagustuhan ko nga eh. Kaya ayun, apelyido ko na rin.<br />
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We (me and Emz) woke up at 9:00 in the morning (too late) kasi naman an tagal din kasi naming nakatulog nung nagdaang gabi: <br />
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Emz who slept late kasi napasarap sa kuwentuhan and inuman with friends and me kc magdamag din halos ng-movie trip. Ahm actually hinintay ko lang talaga siya- hehe.<br />
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Emz got his new haircut and I got a new pair of rubber shoes.<br />
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Tsadang! <br />
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(Walang pictures. Tinamad ako)<br />
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We attended the mass at 5:00 in the afternoon. Brrr. Ang lamig ng panahon dito so parang magja-jogging lang yong outfit namin. (heehee).<br />
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We eat @ Cielo's. Hmm ako lang pala. (Kakahiya) Kasi naman busog daw si Emz eh since he has eaten fish cold cuts before we went out. Wiz ko naman type ang cold cuts. <br />
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Anyways, it's not the things we have done I'm referring to being the best.<br />
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It's actually the fun of Emz and me being together. Hahay sarap ng may kasama sa bahay at sa buhay. <br />
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Kaya lang, he'll be going away again for work on Monday- so I pray<br />
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I pray that he'll be here on the weekend- safe and sound.<br />
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QUESTION from an FB friend Joanna via <a href="http://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=216274310341">FORMSPRING</a><br />
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<span><a href="http://www.formspring.me/lanielicious/q/168811412611692941?utm_medium=social&utm_source=facebook&utm_campaign=shareanswer" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), "6a0a5", event, bagof(null));" rel="nofollow"><strong><span style="color: #3b5998; font-size: x-large;">How could you say you love a person?</span></strong></a></span><br />
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<span>If i can't sleep without knowing that he's safe </span><br />
<span>if i feel emptiness everytime h<span class="text_exposed_show">e goes away </span></span><br />
<span><span class="text_exposed_show">if i see more of his good things than his bad </span></span><br />
<span><span class="text_exposed_show">if i think he's handsome even if he's not </span></span><br />
<span><span class="text_exposed_show">if my heart beat fasts if he's around. </span></span><br />
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<span><span class="text_exposed_show">hay.</span></span><br />
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<span><span class="text_exposed_show">Love isn't said after all..it is felt. </span></span><br />
<span><span class="text_exposed_show">Char!</span></span><br />
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</div><div align="left">Kaya lang nasa neutral mode lang naman ang buhay ko</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Hindi siya perfect, hindi naman masyadong kawalan</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Balanse lang.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Minsan may problema.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Minsan wala.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Minsan parang wala lang.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Iyong tipong kahit pagtabi-tabihin ang lahat ng mga kaganapan sa buhay ko eh hindi talaga pwede magawan ng magandang kuwento ng <em>Maala-ala Mo Kaya</em></div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Hindi yong tipong pang Mara-Clara</div><div align="left"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Na may sabunutan</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ysHqohwPQE3Ip1oVcxNG1B4nTQ0VUZQv7tB4W28Bae10P9Wse2fU_q10wals7t7-bviIRvNKisYzo4O0P6v0ixnOx_hWDBfb8s4OZ3Tb9JlNObBSpbA61dOhaWB9i1qYCoX-ZIM4mKQ/s1600/api3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ysHqohwPQE3Ip1oVcxNG1B4nTQ0VUZQv7tB4W28Bae10P9Wse2fU_q10wals7t7-bviIRvNKisYzo4O0P6v0ixnOx_hWDBfb8s4OZ3Tb9JlNObBSpbA61dOhaWB9i1qYCoX-ZIM4mKQ/s1600/api3.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left">May mga crying moments din naman</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Kagaya nung namatayan kami ng aso na kasabayan ko pang ipinapanganak dito sa mundo</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">siyempre, senti kami lahat noon</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Peru pagkatapos ng araw na nailibing yung aso- forgotten na agad. Hindi man lamang namin naisip na makakapagmulto pa siya sa loob ng apa't napu't limang araw pagkatapos ng libing.</div><div align="left"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nang-aapi</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx0lV_Yo0PzaridU66uZglbkRSosq5Mhsj2sFGOqkINEymZ9lPzcNAJq2oAKbjbyZtukNWZtc_kl18rWvL65pQvgdu6oT1A-TbW3hZa3ipX3OLyb7VCMmlfswJhYCawX3AF5LzVt3pIsA/s1600/api1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx0lV_Yo0PzaridU66uZglbkRSosq5Mhsj2sFGOqkINEymZ9lPzcNAJq2oAKbjbyZtukNWZtc_kl18rWvL65pQvgdu6oT1A-TbW3hZa3ipX3OLyb7VCMmlfswJhYCawX3AF5LzVt3pIsA/s1600/api1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left">Fortunately and unfortunately- wala ako sa kanila.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Ano lang kasi ako- eh</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">ahm</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">simple</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">pero </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">rock.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left">Char!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-7377841266090115652011-03-02T06:32:00.000-08:002011-03-02T06:32:47.792-08:00Ang Mag-Boypren<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lima kaming sabay-sabay na kumakain sa may fastfood malapit sa opisina. Kasama ko ang mga kaibigan at katrabaho ko sa isang kompanya sa aming bayan na sina Rosa, Mia, Via at Kristin.</span> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>(Hindi po kami ito hah. Na-google ko lang ito <a href="http://family.webshots.com/">dito</a>.)</em></td></tr>
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</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nang nakaupo na kami at naghihintay ng kanya-kanyang order, saka lumapit si Eric, bagong hired na empleyado sa aming kompanya at wala pang tatlong buwan sa paninilbihan.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Sure!”, sabay-sabay naman naming sagot sa kanya.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Umupo siya sa tabi ni Kristin at saktong magkaharap kami. </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">‘Guwapo nga pala talaga itong si Eric’, nasaisip ko habang iniispatan ang kaharap ko. Napakakinis ng kanyang mukha.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Halos sabay kaming lahat na napa ‘Thanks God’ ng dumating na ang inoorder naming pagkain. Medyo gutom na talaga ako dahil tinapay lang ang kinain ko ng umaga.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Dahan-dahan sa pagsubo girls, walang libreng tubig dito”, pangangantiyaw ni Eric sa amin ng medyo magkagulo kami sa pagkuha ng pagkain.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Huwag ka ng KJ dyan oy, eh sa gutom kami eh”, sabi naman ni Rosa. </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Napansin ko si Via na tahimik lang at nagmamasid. Nakaupo siya sa tabi ko. Pasulyap-sulyap sa amin habang nagkakagulo at madalas matagal na mapatitig kay Eric kapag sa tingin niya hindi ito nakapansin. Eh ako na sadyang observant, kaya napansin ko rin ang kaunting pagbabago ng kanyang mood. Kanina kasi medyo nakangiti at nakikitawa sa amin at paminsan-minsan bumabato rin ng biro. Ngayon eh parang biglang nabadtrip.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">‘Naloka na. ’, hinuha ko sabay ngiti at napailing.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Oy Eric, may asawa ka na ba?”, bigla kong tanong kay Eric.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Bigla nakatuon ang pansin ng mga kaibigan ko sa akin. Siguro dahil sa topic na sinimulan ko.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Eric: “Wala pa no, magnobyo pa lang kami.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Rejen: “Buti ka pa oy.. itong si Via eh, single pa rin hanggang ngayon.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Rosa: “Mapili kasi kaya ayan”.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Napatawa si Eric.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Umismid lang si Via saka itinuloy ang pagkain, kaaanigan ng pagkainip ang mukha.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nang mag-aala-una na, sabay-sabay pa rin kaming naglalakad pabalik sa opisina ng bumagal ang lakad ni Via. Nagpahuli sa amin. Hinintay ko siya at hinayaan na sina Rosa na mauna.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ako: “Problem friend?”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Via: “Wala naman.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ako: “Di nga? Share mo kaya.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Via: “Naku, nainis lang ako.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ako: “Naman! Eh kanino ka naman naiinis? Kay Eric ano?”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Via: “kanino pa nga ba?”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ako: “Bakit naman? Dahil sa nakaraan n’yo ano? Hehehe. Oyy.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Via: “Heh! Naku tumigil ka nga.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ako: “Sabi ko na nga ba eh. Hayaan mo, malakas naman ako kay boss, hindi na lang natin ire-regular sa trabaho.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Via: “Tange. Parang ako pa ang magiging dahilan ng kamalasan niya kung ganun.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ako: “Hahahaha. Ikaw kasi, drama ka eh.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Via: “Hindi kasi naiinis lang ako sa kanya. Naaalala ko kasi dati nung high school pa lang kami, lalaking-lalaki siya. Ilang beses kaya kaming naghoholding hands dati, siya kaya ang dream boy ko, tapos heto siya, lalaki na rin ang gusto. Kainis!”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Napahalakhak ako ng malakas.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ako: “Day, ganun talaga ang life. Nagbabago. If I know, insecure ka lang, siya may boyfriend, ikaw wala! Hahahahahaha!”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Via: “Heh! Halika na nga. Late na tayo.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">*THE END*</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-66550545847748034132011-03-02T00:12:00.000-08:002011-03-02T00:12:46.271-08:00One Boring Day<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hindi ako pumasok ng araw na iyon</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">On-leave.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nasa bahay lang ako</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Pinapakiramdaman ang sarili</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hindi ko kasi mawari kung may sakit ba ako o wala</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Uneasy kasi ako lately</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Bored. Feeling ko palagi akong may sakit na hindi ko alam kung ano</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Binuksan ko ang bintana sa may sala. Makikita roon ang lahat ng mga dumadaan dahil may kababaan lang naman ang bakod. Tumanghod ako roon. Namimintana. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Kakaunti lang ang mga nagdaraan. Kalimitan mga sasakyang pampasahero.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ilang minuto din akong nakatitig lang sa kawalan. Maya’t-maya may tumawag sa akin.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ilay!”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Napatuwid ako. Medyo nagulat saka napadako ang aking paningin sa may kalsada. Naroon ang isang lalaking nakasombrero. Hindi ko masyadong naaninag ang kanyang mukha dahil natatabunan ng kanyang sombrero.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Kumusta ka na?”, sigaw ulit ng di ko nakilalang lalaki.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Kumunot ang aking noo upang maipahiwatig sa kanyang hindi ko siya kilala.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ako ito, si Allan!”, sabay kuha ng kanyang sombrero. Malapad ang kanyang ngiti habang mas lumapit sa may bakod.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tiningnan ko siya ulit. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Oo nga. Si Allan nga! Tila lumundag ang aking puso ng makilala ko siya. Parang gusto kong lumundag sa tuwa.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Kumusta ka na? Kailan ka dumating?”, sigaw ko rin sa kanya.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lumabas ako ng bahay saka siya pinagbuksan. “Halika ka, pasok ka.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ilang taon naba mula ng huli ko siyang makita. Anim. Pitong taon. Matagal-tagal na rin pala.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ipinagkuha ko muna siya ng meryenda bago ako umupo sa tabi niya.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Kumusta ka na?”, Masaya kong tanong sa kanya. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Okay lang.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Kailan ka dumating?”, casual kong tanong habang pinagmamasdan ang kanyang anyo. Ang laki na ng kanyang pagbabago. Naroon pa rin ang guwapo niyang mukha ngunit medyo nangayayat ang kanyang katawan samantalang kaaanigan ng lungkot ang kanyang mukha.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Kahapon lang,” sagot niya. “Ikaw, kumusta ka na?”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“’Eto, maganda pa rin”, sabay halakhak kung sabi.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Di ka pa rin nagbabago”, sabi niyang nakangiti.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ngumiti lang ako at tiningnan siya sa mukha. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ganyan ka pa rin kung tumitig,” medyo naiilang niyang sabi.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tumawa ako. “Masama ba? Ganito na talaga ako, di ba?”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tumawa na rin siya. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Kumusta na ang asawa mo?”, maya-maya tanong ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Okay lang naman. Hindi ko siya kasama pag-uwi ko rito. Medyo kinakapos kasi kami eh”, medyo nahihiya niyang sabi. “Mabuti ka pa at mukhang maalwan ang kalagayan ninyo.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nagkibit balikat lang ako. “Sinuwerte lang siguro”.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Oo nga. Hindi katulad ko, minamalas”, may kapaitan niyang sabi na bigla namang pinapalitan ng pilit na ngiti.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Naku, pana-panahon lang kaya yan ano. Ano nga palang inuuwi mo rito?” sigla kong tanong ngunit naroon din ang kaba na hindi ko mawari kung bakit.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Mag-iisang taon na rin kasi buhat ng pumanaw si itay, eh medyo kapos nga kami ngayon, maipagbibili ko siguro ang naiwang maliit na lupa.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Eh di ba may kaya naman ang asawa mo’ng si Nida?”, tanong ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Nagkahiwalay na kami ni Nida. Maglilimang taon na. Sumama sa ibang lalaki. Iba na ang kinakasama ko ngayon…”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ha?”, napamulagat ako. “G-ganun ba? Bakit?”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Eh… nakulong kasi ako ng dalawang taon eh. Napasama ako sa isang riot,” kakamot-kamot ng ulong turan niya.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nakatingin lang ako sa kanya. Gusto kong umiyak at tumawa na hindi ko mawari kung ano. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Uminom siya ng juice mula sa baso saka deretsong tumingin sa akin. “Alam mo, na-miss kita..” biglang sabi niya.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nagulat ako. Saka tumawa ng mapakla. Dapat sana natuwa ako ngunit ang nasasaisip ko ang kanyang mukha. Kani-kanina lang, ang guwapo niyang tingnan sa kanyang maputing t-shirt na gustong-gusto kong isunusuot niya noon. Ngunit kalaunan tila ba nabubura ang magandang bikas ng kanyang mukha. Pumapangit.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Nagsisisi ako kung bakit iniwan kita dati, Ilay. Kung pwede ko lang ibalik ang panahon, hindi na sana kita iniwan at ipinagpalit kay Nida.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Napapitlag ako. Ang ngiti kanina ay naging isang malutong na halakhak. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nagtaka siya. Medyo nalito. Siguro dahil sa wari niya wala naman siyang nasabing nakakatawa. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ikaw talaga Allan, mapagbiro ka na pala ano!”, sabi ko sa pagitan ng tawa. “Huwag na nga nating pag-usapan yan. “</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Nagsasabi ako ng totoo Ilay”, akma niyang hahawakan ang aking mga kamay.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Bigla naman akong tumayo. “Ay naku, Allan. Hindi ka pa rin nagbabago, ganyang-ganyan ka pa rin kung magsalita.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Aherm!”</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Napadako ang tingin ko sa may pintuan. Dali-dali kong tinawid ang espasyo papunta sa lalaking nakatayo roon.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">“Hi love”,</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> bati ko sa aking asawa saka dinampian ng matamis na halik ang kanyang mga labi. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ah, how’s your day?”, nauutal na sabi naman ng aking asawa habang nakatitig sa akin saka napatingin kay Allan na nakaupo pa rin. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ah, love, si Allan pala. Kaibigan ko galing sa kabilang lungsod. Napadalaw lang. Allan, si Jaime, asawa ko”, sabi ko habang yumapos sa braso ni Jaime.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Kumusta pare?”, bati naman ni Jaime.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“O-ok lang pare,” sagot ni Allan.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Siya nga pala love, may ipagbibili palang lupa si Allan malapit sa may palengke. Pwedeng-pwede yun para sa binabalak nating pagpapatayo ng bakery,” nakangiti kong sabi.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tumayo na rin si Allan. Bumabalik na naman ang malungkot niyang mukha. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Aalis na ako”, turan niya habang humahakbang palabas.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Dito ka na rin mananghalian pare!”, sabi ni Jaime.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Hindi na pare, may aasikasuhin pa ako eh”, sabi ni Allan saka tumingin sa akin. “Ilay, maraming salamat”.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ngumiti lang ako. At pinanood siyang lumabas ng bahay hanggang makalabas na ng gate. Matagal na nga talaga ang lumipas na panahon. Wala na ang sakit na parati nararamdaman ko sa tuwing iniiwan ako dati ni Allan. Ito ang unang beses na tila manhid at hindi ako nakakaramdam ng anumang kawalan.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Narinig kung bumuntong-hininga si Jaime.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Paglingon ko, nakita ko siyang nakatitig lang sa akin.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nilapitan ko siya. Saka hinalikan sa labi. Ng mariin. At matagal.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Jaime, ang suwerte ko ikaw ang naging asawa ko,” nausal ko habang yakap-yakap ko si Jaime.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Niyakap niya rin ako. Mahigpit. At dinig na dinig ko ang malakas na tibok ng kanyang puso. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: "Calibri", "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Naisip ko, tama si Allan, masuwerte nga ako. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-82747744167577262722011-02-27T07:55:00.000-08:002011-02-27T07:55:07.007-08:00Missing somebody so muchDalawang linggo pa lang naman tayong hindi nagkikita mula noong huli <br />
<br />
Peru heto ako't hindi mapigil-pigil ang daloy ng luha<br />
<br />
Ewan ko ba<br />
<br />
Parang hindi pa rin ako nasanay sa ganitong set-up<br />
<br />
Malayo sa isa't isa.<br />
<br />
Madalas ang minsanan lamang na pagkikita<br />
<br />
May <em>cellphone </em>naman<br />
<br />
<em>Internet..facebook, ym</em><br />
<br />
Peru hindi sapat yon.<br />
<br />
lalo na<br />
<br />
sa kagaya kong palaging nag-iisa<br />
<br />
sa bahay<br />
<br />
at sa araw-araw na buhay..<br />
<br />
may mga kaibigan naman<br />
<br />
pero <br />
<br />
eh pasasaan ba sila, hindi naman nila mapupunan ang pangungulila ko sa'yo<br />
<br />
Ang mga yakap mo<br />
<br />
Ang mga halik<br />
<br />
Ang mga matatamis na ngiti at malutong na halakhak<br />
<br />
kapag kasama kita<br />
<br />
<em>Love</em>, mis na kita.<br />
<br />
Sobra.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042734479584958337.post-85282344151915700712011-02-27T06:14:00.000-08:002011-02-27T06:21:04.607-08:00TOP 40 RICHEST MAN IN THE PHILIPPINES 2010<span style="color: black;">1</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">. Henry Sy – <strong>$5 billion</strong><br />
2. <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD1">Lucio Tan</span> – <strong>$2.1 billion</strong><br />
3. John Gokongwei Jr. – <strong>$1.5 billion</strong><br />
4. Jaime Zobel de Ayala – <strong>$1.4 billion</strong><br />
5. Andrew Tan – <strong>$1.2 billion</strong><br />
6. Tony Tan Caktiong – <strong>$980 million</strong><br />
7. Enrique Razon Jr. – <strong>$975 million</strong><br />
8. Beatrice Campos – <strong>$840 million</strong><br />
9. George Ty- <strong>$805 million</strong><br />
10. Eduardo Cojuangco Jr. – <strong>$760 million</strong><br />
11. Inigo & Mercedes Zobel – <strong>$730 million</strong><br />
12. David Consunji – <strong>$715 million</strong><br />
13. Emilio Yap – <strong>$665 million</strong><br />
14. Andrew Gotianun – <strong>$500 million</strong><br />
15. Vivian Que Azcona – <strong>$445 million</strong><br />
16. <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3">Oscar Lopez</span> – <strong>$420 million</strong><br />
17. Manuel Villar – <strong>$380 million</strong><br />
18. Jon Ramon Aboitiz – <strong>$360 million</strong><br />
19. Mariano Tan – <strong>$330 million</strong><br />
20. Robert Coyiuto Jr. – <strong>$310 million</strong><br />
21. Roberto Ongpin<br />
22. Alfonso Yuchengco<br />
23. Betty Ang<br />
24. Enrique Aboitiz<br />
25. Gilberto Duavit<br />
26. Menardo Jimenez<br />
27. Felipe Gozon<br />
28. <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD8">Alfredo</span> Ramos<br />
29. Manuel B. Zamora Jr<strong><span style="color: red;"> </span></strong></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">30. Wilfred Uytengsu Jr.<br />
31. Benjamin Romualdez<br />
32. Wilfredo Keng<br />
33. Tomas Alcantara<br />
34. Bienvenido Tantoco Sr.<br />
35. <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD9">Frederick</span> Dy<br />
36. <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD7">Eugenio</span> Lopez III<br />
37. Lourdes Montinola<br />
38. Luis Virata<br />
39. Jesus Tambunting<br />
40. Philip Ang</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Source: <span style="color: blue;"><a href="http://www.forbes.com/2010/07/06/philippines-richest-henry-sy-wealth-philippines-10_land.html">Forbes</a></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://h1.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1298186006_7541_342_0_468_60_9_1_124" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Lanielicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970177788886481912noreply@blogger.com2