<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:19:15.960-06:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='dramatology'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>Sanely Unstable</title><subtitle type='html'>"Read It And Weep"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>290</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-293880784328542042</id><published>2010-11-10T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:21:49.529-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I Heart Dave Karofsky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I might be shutting down my Multiply site na. Wala lang parang I like to start blogging na uli on a real blogsite. Pero parang nanghihinayang naman rin ako sa mga entries ko run sa Multiply ko. Oh well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I soo love Glee episode last night. I mean ang daming surprise. Dave Karofsky kissed Kurt! Lol. Wala lang as in start pa lang ng Glee isa si Karofsky na gusto ko dun sa mga bully pero syempre di ko naman masyadong binibigyan ng pansin yung characters nila dahil ang feeling ko lang eh parang sila lang yung bully pero nagkaroon bigla ng twist. As in ang sweet and touching yung kiss. As in I soo love Dave Karofsky na hehehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Medyo natutuwa ako sa attention na nakukuha ko kay Jason lately. Wala lang parang mas madalas na kaming nag-uusap ngayon unlike before. Thanks to the ice breaker games na nasa desk ni Christy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grabe feeling ko ang sama sama ko. Kasi we have this work experience guy na basta kakaiba sya. Tas parang ang sama sama ko sa kanya. Hindi ko sya feel eh. Hehehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried doing Twitter. Pero wala its not really my thing. Kasi parang nagagawa ko na naman sya sa Facebook eh ano pang point para mag-update rin ng status sa Twitter. Hays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feeling ko hindi na ako makakahanap ng trainer na katulad ni Mike. Wala lang kasi naman parang yung trainer ko ngayon medyo parang walang paki. Hehehe. Not that wala syang paki pero parang wala lang, wala kaming mapag-usapan or parang pag nagcacardio ako kahit na session ko eh iniiwan nya ako. Hays uli.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-293880784328542042?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/293880784328542042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=293880784328542042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/293880784328542042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/293880784328542042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-heart-dave-karofsky.html' title='I Heart Dave Karofsky'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-8575021941389665150</id><published>2010-10-16T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T00:24:23.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Sorry But That Lecture Has No Impact To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is just me expressing what I thought about Winnie Monsod's viral lecture video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While a lot of people got moved with her lecture, I don't feel anything. In fact, I disagree on some of her points. First, while it is true that part of our education is paid by the Filipinos thru taxes, we should still remember that it is the government that decides how much money should be allocated to UP. As a Filipino, I believe it is my right that the government should provide a good quality education to me and hindi ko utang na loob sa kanila yun. Isa pa my dad pays taxes too, siguro naman sa dami na nyang "pinag-aral" that made up for the subsidized part of my education. Second, siguro naman yung ibang gusto talagang makatapos sa pag-aaral eh ang main motivation nila is ma-iahon sa hirap yung pamilya nila at umunlad yung buhay nila. Kung wala naman makitang opportunity sa Pilipinas then masisi mo ba sila kung magtry sila ng opportunity sa ibang bansa? Is it right to judge them dahil ayaw nila magutom ang pamilya nila? Mali ba na magkaroon ka ng pangarap for yourself and to achieve your dreams? Sabi ni Winnie if you are planning to go abroad then dun ka mag-aral sa Ateneo or La Salle. I still want to believe that majority of the people who are going to UP ay hindi mayayaman and they can't afford the education at Ateneo or La Salle, if not then I think it is time for UP to review how they admit their students. Having said that, parang sinabi ni Winnie Monsod na wag na kayong magtapos ng college or you don't deserve a quality education. I'm sorry but prangkahan lang, I think the student get what their tuition fee is worth of. I mean yung facilities, yung classrooms, etc. If I am getting Ateneo-like facilities fine siguro baka nakapag-isip ako. Kung meron man na dapat pagka-utangan ng loob ang mga UP students, yun ay walang iba kundi ang mga professors na given their small pay they still provide high quality education to their students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not denying that Winnie Monsod has a point but again in order for people to stay, there should be a good opportunity na naghihintay sa mga graduates. Kung wala, is it expected ba na parang sige hayaan ko na lang mamatay sa gutom ang family ko or I will live in regrets because hindi ko nagawa yung gusto ko talagang gawin sa buhay ko. Di ba nga sabi nila there are other ways of giving back. Kaya nga sa UP they are modling their students to have a broader perspective in life and making the students to do their best to achieve their dreams. Hindi ba part ng lyrics ng UP Naming Mahal yung "Malyong lupain amin mang marating, hindi magbabago ang damdamin"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also believe dun sa "calling". I mean may mga tao na ang calling nila eh to serve their fellow country men. Others iba naman. Lahat naman pwedeng maging bayani in their own ways. Di ba at one point OFWs are called "bagong bayani"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the end sabi ko nga kay Tina Amboy, hindi ako affected kasi di ko naman pinlano na pumunta ng Canada. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-8575021941389665150?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/8575021941389665150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=8575021941389665150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8575021941389665150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8575021941389665150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-sorry-but-that-lecture-has-no.html' title='I am Sorry But That Lecture Has No Impact To Me'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-261363121024054213</id><published>2010-09-27T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:08:41.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Back Into Shapes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I finally decided to sign up to Shapes again. Sobrang I am so out of shape na as in bumalik na ako sa 230lbs. Waah Like I gained 15 lbs during those two months na hindi ako nagwork out. I am hoping this time successful na ako. I also have a female trainer now, baka this time it will be successful kasi wala na akong ulterior motive and I will be doing this for myself and not for anyone else. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-261363121024054213?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/261363121024054213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=261363121024054213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/261363121024054213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/261363121024054213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/09/getting-back-into-shapes.html' title='Getting Back Into Shapes'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3787420411501109682</id><published>2010-09-19T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:11:36.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I realized that I haven't updated my blog for a while. I don't have anything to blog rin naman. I mean nothing really exciting happened to me except for my close encouters na muntik na akong mabangga. Speaking of, in fairness I waxed my Outlander for the very first time. Sana lang tumagal yung shine. Lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought the complete season dvd of Glee. It is a good thing that I've waited for the complete season. Kasi if you buy Volume 1 and 2 separately, it will cost you for $32 for each volume while the complete one only cost $39. So I had a Glee marathon this weekend. (I just found out that they also released the complete music album in Itunes!) Can't wait for season 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time na lang yung ibang update. Medyo nadistract kasi ako eh. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3787420411501109682?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3787420411501109682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3787420411501109682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3787420411501109682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3787420411501109682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6929549295330203210</id><published>2010-09-04T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:00:13.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Up My Inbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since Email providers started offering big mailbox sizes with their free account, I think I rarely delete my emails. Minsan even yung mga email offers or yung mga job postings sa mga yahoo groups ko eh nakasave pa. I actually try to clean my inbox once in a while pero last friday I really deleted all my emails. I think it took me like 3 hours to delete all my emails in my 3 accounts. I think the oldest one that I had is back in 2006 pa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, kaya lang ako natagalan kasi I read some of the emails that I kept. I saw some of the email of this certain person. Wala lang, nakakapang hinayang lang na we've fallen apart. I kept those emails kasi this person used to be special to me. I guess it is time to move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I said in my previous entries. It is hard for me to let go of memories and the thingst that I think is important. Pero naisip ko rin ang tagal ko na rin namang hindi nababasa yung mga email na yun. I guess yun nga yun ang mga tipong memories na kailangan ko ng bitawan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am now starting to clean up the clutters in my life. I am taking a break on my CGA this year. I guess the break would give me a good time to think things over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a lighter note, my officemate told me na I am more confident in driving now. Actually, medyo comfortable na ako even with parking kahit paano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6929549295330203210?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6929549295330203210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6929549295330203210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6929549295330203210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6929549295330203210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/09/cleaning-up-my-inbox.html' title='Cleaning Up My Inbox'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4804921546342847716</id><published>2010-09-02T04:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T09:22:13.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Knowing What You Really Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a conversation with a friend about staying on something that doesn't make you happy anymore or causing you too much pain. I usually say that if something doesn't make you happy anymore and making you miserable, it's not worth of your time and just let go. The problem is you just can't let go of something that easy especially if it becomes an important part of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You then have to know what you really want. I have learned that most of the time, we think we know what we want but in reality we actually don't know what we want. I am not using the word need because need and want are different concepts. You can easily tell the difference of "what you think you want" and "what you actually want". Once you got the thing the thing that you want, if your happiness is a quick one yung tipong sandali lang hindi ka na uli masaya, then you just thought na you want it. Pero if it lasted, then you actually get what you want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is hard to distinguish between the two. Ang hirap sabihin until it actually materialized. Kaya you always hear na "akala ko kasi gusto ko sya" or "akala ko kasi okay". In my experience, I actually need to think things over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought I want to quit my job. I was in the verge of talking to my boss to tell him that I want to quit. Inisip ko what makes me want this job when I started aside from the need to have a job. After that inisip ko yung mga bagay na making me want to quit. None of the things that makes me want to quit is job related or even the work environment (although I am not a fan of our work environment but it is good enough). I just can't move on. I mean parang feeling ko I still want to do my old job na parang ang saya saya nila run. The perks that their having. Naiinggit ako, it makes me feel bad about my job. Then add the fact that my officemates that are my friends are quitting. When I listen to their angst, I feel bad for myself for staying. I think about these thing then I realized that first, this is my new life and I have to accept that I can't go back anymore and then I never felt my former officemates felt when they were working in our company so why should I feel bad for myself. Removing these factors, I realized that I like what I am doing and I actually like where I am right now. That moment makes me realized I really don't want to quit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend said that she thinks she wants it to be over but in reality she doesn't. Sabi pa nya "Matagal ko ng gustong gawin kaso pag andyan na, hindi ko magawa kasi ang hirap, ang sakit sakit".I told her, I think it's the other way around because sometimes, the one that we truly desire is the hardest one to achieve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4804921546342847716?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4804921546342847716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4804921546342847716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4804921546342847716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4804921546342847716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-knowing-what-you-really-want.html' title='Of Knowing What You Really Want'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6812921139469122466</id><published>2010-08-31T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:56:42.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When is It Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are thought that love is good. Some even say that love is God. If we believe in these things then is there such thing as wrong kind of love? Doesn't that negates the general idea that love is good? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was one of those people that don't understand those people who fall in love to those who are already married and committed especially those who knew that their partner is already attached. Ang sa akin parang what kind of a person are you who wrecks people relationships. It is wrong. The love they are feeling is wrong in so many ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't understand it until now. I am feeling something for my boss. I know it is way beyond lust. I can't actually say that I'm in love with my boss but the thing I am feeling for him right now is a familiar feeling that I've experienced before. I actually can't explain but there is this not so moderate feeling that I have for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As compared with my previous experiences this is way complicated. Aside from the fact that I'm gay and he is straight, he is my boss and he is a married guy. I never had this feeling before to a married person. I mean yes, nagkagusto sa mga taong may girlfriend but not a married person. I have this belief system that I must never feel anything to a married person. It is wrong. It is very wrong. I despise those people that do that and yet here I am, I am one of those. Kahit ba sabihin mo na it a one way thing and totally nothing will happen, it is still wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know this is a cliche but you can never teach your heart who to love and not to love. Minsan hindi mo mapipigil yung nararamdaman mo. Na kahit alam mong mali wala ka na ring magawa. Di ba nga, how something good can be bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, when can you say that the love you are feeling is wrong? Is this just based on what morality dictates? Is it "the love" that is wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are my thoughts, I believe that love in general is good. It feels so good knowing that someone loves you and I think it is always a good thing to love and be loved. For me, it is the actions and the way we react on our feelings  are those that can be classified as right or wrong. For example, you fell in love with a married guy and choose not to do anything about it because you don't want to ruin a family. It doesn't mean that you stop loving the person. Probably you still love the person but you opted to the do the right thing. On the other hand, if you actioned on your feelings, have an affair with that guy then your action is wrong not the love. Yes you may justify that you did it because you are in love but then the end does not always justify the means. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6812921139469122466?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6812921139469122466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6812921139469122466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6812921139469122466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6812921139469122466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-is-it-wrong.html' title='When is It Wrong'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6700741087570165040</id><published>2010-08-28T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T15:38:29.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Almost Quitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, I find myself on almost quitting in every aspect of my life. I started to feel hopeless on things that I wish that I could have or I could have been. Feeling ko napapagod na ako. I was getting tired of my life. Parang I started to feel that I don't want to do these things anymore. I want something new. I want changes. Feeling ko kasi almost lahat ng gusto ko eh nagawa ko na or nasa akin na and discontentment started to take over me. Yes, I was thinking of quitting my job and looking for something else or maybe pursuing what I think I want. I was getting eaten by jealousy. I envied those people that I know that do what ever they wanted to do and getting what they need. I felt that I am such a loser. Yes I am in Canada, I got a good job and yet I thought I still don't have the things that I though that matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was thinking of all these things when I decided to delete my blogs. Naisip ko, I haven't updated my blog regularly na and I just don't have anything to blog na because of my boring existence. I want to start with my Multiply account. I decided to quickly browse my entries. A realization suddenly happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am 26 years old for crying out loud. I should start acting my age na. I mean I should stop being childish and start being an actual adult. My last few blog entries were written like I was still in highschool or college. Masyadong mababaw. I just got too many insecurities in my life that I need to get rid of. I should start thinking of what I currently have right now and be thankful to that. Pumasok rin sa isip ko yung dinner namin yesterday. Some people are trying their best to do anything just to live normally while here I am I was given a chance to live a normal life and yet I am so ready to throw it all away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also realized that there are a lot of eye opening events that are happening to me that I keep on ignoring. Maybe I should start reflecting on those and change for the better. Ayoko ng maging bitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also decided na I would not delete my blogs anymore. I just can't throw memories and I learned from those things in my past. I will also try my best to be more mature in my blog entries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6700741087570165040?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6700741087570165040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6700741087570165040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6700741087570165040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6700741087570165040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/08/of-almost-quitting.html' title='Of Almost Quitting'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3938592021148643361</id><published>2010-08-16T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T19:50:28.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hear the ticking of the clock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm lying here the room's pitch dark&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wonder where you are tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No answer on the telephone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the night goes by so very slow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh I hope that it won't end though&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alone...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It never bugged me before that I don't have a someone special. Pero since nalaman ko na in a relationship si JD eh parang nabum out ako dahil ako na lang ang walang partner sa amin.I mean parang naisip ko na if ever na sa susunod na uwi ko eh pag lumabas kami out of place na ako kasi lahat sila may partner na. I just hate the feeling lang na alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ewan ko ba parang with my age right now, parang good luck na lang. Tas wala pa akong social life ngayon. Iniisip ko maybe I am doing something wrong pero parang wala pa rin. Nakaka-inip na rin maghintay. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need happy thoughts and positive vibes right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3938592021148643361?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3938592021148643361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3938592021148643361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3938592021148643361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3938592021148643361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/08/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7921817333908375335</id><published>2010-08-04T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:56:42.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Stand So Close To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My day started kinda slow today. Medyo wala kasi ako sa mood. Pero eventually medyo nawala na yung sumpong ko. Medyo nagising kasi ako nung bigla ba naman ako pagawain ng isang file with one hour deadline. Kamusta naman yun. Buti at nakapagkape ako. Dahil tipong I was caught off guard. Buti naman, naayos ko yung pinapagawa sa akin. Geesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read an article sa MSN about where you can find the most beautiful people in the world. Here is the list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Women:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Montreal, Canada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miami, Florida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tel Aviv, Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rio de Janeiro, Brazil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stockholm, Sweden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Men:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vancouver, Canada (I agree with this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Madrid, Spain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Milan, Italy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amsterdam, Netherlands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sydney, Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm.. No wonder kaya super crush ko si Jason because may lahing Dutch sya. Lol. Kaya kahit ini-stress nya ako eh natutuwa pa ako. Lol. I think I need to include those places in my next trip.. I wanna go to Amsterdam. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kanina may kalandian akong ginawa. Ewan ko ba for some strange reason eh while walking back to my seat nagkatinginan kami ni Mike. So ang ginawa ko eh yung tipong yumuko then iwas tingin. Tas maya maya eh bilang lumapit sa akin si Mike, may pinagawa sa akin tipong he can do it naman pero parang conversation piece. Lol. Umiral na naman ang kalandian ko. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'm liking Cougar Town. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7921817333908375335?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7921817333908375335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7921817333908375335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7921817333908375335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7921817333908375335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/08/don-stand-so-close-to-me.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t Stand So Close To Me'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-8773834773809138190</id><published>2010-08-02T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:32:07.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Keep Me Hangin' On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Infairness, I got a good news last thursday. I passed my supplemental exam for FN1 and I passed my MS1 course. Kahit barely passing eh okay na at least I passed. Hindi nauwi sa total disaster itong year ko. I am kinda on the verge of giving up on my CGA pero with the recent development medyo ginaganahan na uli ako. I didn't take any course this year kasi parang I want a break kasi parang I think naburnt out ako last year. Tsaka I am thinking of saving up so I can take my FA3 course na naibagsak ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am liking Steve lately. Aside from magiging boss ko sya eh natutuwa ako sa mga tasks na pinapagawa nya sa akin. Again, making me liking my job again for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hays, I think things are taking its toll on me. Ewan ko ba parang wala akong gana lately sa mga bagay. I need to find my groove back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-8773834773809138190?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/8773834773809138190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=8773834773809138190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8773834773809138190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8773834773809138190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-keep-me-hangin-on.html' title='You Keep Me Hangin&amp;#39; On'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7996944116842543287</id><published>2010-07-27T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:18:26.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am feeling guilty that one of my former team mate got laid off after her mat leave. Kasi parang I kinda blaming myself for dragging her with my issues with my former boss. I mean, she was the one who told me that my former boss bitched about me for taking one day off. Parang iniisip ko if I didn't dragged her name to this hindi siguro mangyayari yun. My former boss can deny it or not but lets face it, she laid her off because of that incident. She got in trouble because of her. Hindi ko tuloy alam if I should go to her daughter's birthday. I mean she gave me an invite kaso parang nahihiya ako kasi I'm blaming myself why she was subjected to this. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7996944116842543287?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7996944116842543287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7996944116842543287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7996944116842543287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7996944116842543287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/poison.html' title='Poison'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4256664768662166358</id><published>2010-07-26T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:50:59.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With the latest na nangyayari sa mga paligid ko parang napag-iisip ako sa current na katayuan ko. Another one of my officemates, one of my former boss, resigned today. There are lot of things that happened that lead to that pero in the end the deciding factor was she chooses the thing that she wanted to do. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When we were at lunch her and one of my officemates were discussing of things that they really wanted to do. Parang ako tuloy napag-isip ako. Eto na ba talaga yung bagay na gusto kon gawin? Am I seeing myself growing old with this job? Do I really want to be an accountant?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I believe I found the job that I really wanted but I have to give it up. Until now parang iniisip ko na what if I didn't gave up that job because until now I still believe na parang yun ang calling ko. I was never bored with my job before and I don't mind staying late for work. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right now, I am on a job that I want to believe that I want. I am takingn courses to be the person that I think tha I want to be. Pero do I really belong here? Is this really the place that I belong? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If I decided that this is not what I want, do I still have the guts to start all over again and take chances? Am I ready to throw away all the security that I currently have? If I pursue the path that right now I think that I was meant for, there are a lot of chances and risks that I need to take, am I ready for that? There are a lot of things that running in my mind right now or is this another phase that I have just because of the current happening at work? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hope I can figure this one out soon. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I kinda felt bad for Steve right now. Kasi parang kahit paano with the resignation of Renee parang he is somehow involved in that. I just don't want to be in his position na parang ipit ka pero wala ka rin namang magawa kasi hindi mo naman kasalanan. I believe right now there is a big speculations na iniisip ng mga tao na kaya nagresign si Renee because of the movement sa Financial Reportiong involving Steve. Kasi originally sya yung hinire to succeed the Jason pero dahil nga sa mga events last year eh she was placed sa treasury tas ngayon nga magkakaroon ng big movement. I know Steve has nothing to do with it pero kahit paano you know he was involved. I don't know if I am soo naive or I just don't care kasi parang apparently everyone kinda expected it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hays. Iniisip ko na lang na maybe yung role talaga nya sa life ko is she was the one who helped me to move from Costing to Financial Reporting. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4256664768662166358?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4256664768662166358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4256664768662166358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4256664768662166358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4256664768662166358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/taking-chances.html' title='Taking Chances'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3414738556974496210</id><published>2010-07-24T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T00:17:12.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Stop Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was watching Serendipity earlier. This is one of the movie that I really like but since the first time I watched this movie parang unti unti eh nawawala yung faith ko with Serendipity. I mean sa movie parang destiny just worked for them. I mean before I believed that I will meet someone that will be my soulmate. Before it kinda work. Parang may nakikilala ako na nagpapasaya sa akin but then it won't last that long. Tas parang wala ng dumating. Nakakapagod na maghintay. Some of my friends are telling me na how can I meet someone if I am not doing anything. My point of view was if I was meant to be with someone, I will meet that person at the right place at the right moment. I mean that's what serendipity is all about. Parang you don't need to seek out the person that is meant for you, you'll just find each other. But again as time passes by parang nothing is happening. So I followed my friends advice to put myself out there. Like making a profile on those social network sites that is dedicated to supposedly find you someone but nothing happened. Chat chat lang, palitan ng messages but I guess I am really not on virtual dating or meeting someone online. I guess I'm more of mas gusto kong kilala ko ng personal yung tao before ko sya magustuhan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So here I am, alone. I am actually close to believing that I might not find someone. Ang tagal ko na rin kasing naghihintay and yet parang walang dumarating talaga. Maybe I am meant to be alone. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Although when I watched Serendipity kanina parang kahit paano bumalik uli yung spark na maybe someday someone will come. Hopefully, soon. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think nasosobrahan na ata ako sa work. The other night, nagising ako kasi sumasakit ang tyan ko. Ewan ko ba pero ang naiisip ko eh sumasakit ang tyan ko account code 69104. Tas parang iniisip ko pa pano yung ang sumasakit rin ang Crookston and St. Cloud account eh nandito ako sa Winnipeg tas parang supposedly natauhan ako na parang okay ano ba iniisip ko eh pwede ko rin naman itransact yun sa Winnipeg and then it hit me parang OMG ano itong mga pinag-iisip ko. Shet! Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can I just say Jeremy Priven and John Cusack are soo hot. Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am getting irritated with Sharon Cuneta. Parang she always have an opinion on something which doesn't really involve her. I mean she was like yapping and yappin for all the wrong reasons na I came to the point na I literally shouted "shut up" at our tv. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Facebook is losing its magic to me. I mean I am getting bored na, parang yung sa friendster lang. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To end this, I think I am feeling something for someone. Ewan ko ba, kasi like with Windows 7 di ba possible yung automatic na nagchachange yung wallpaper mo. So parang everytime I close the windows or parang I show the deskstop parang laging picture naming dalawa yung natataon na nakadisplay. Parang I suddenly feel na parang I think I'm feeling something for this person pero parang ayokong ientertain yung idea. Labo di ba? Hehehe&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3414738556974496210?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3414738556974496210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3414738556974496210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3414738556974496210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3414738556974496210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/don-stop-believing.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t Stop Believing'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-8103796723357288589</id><published>2010-07-22T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:07:29.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What It Feels Like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Using crutches for a week was a humbling experience. As I said before I have a new found respect for people who are in crutches. It is not easy. To be honest, at first I enjoyed the attention like everyone is being kind to you but as days passed by parang yung extreme kindness that they were showing to you parang it will come to a point that you wished they could treat you as a normal person and you can't help but to succumb to self pity. Parang naawa na rin ako sa sarili kasi parang ang daming naawa sa akin. It's a good thing though na my feet are getting better. Mukhang effective yung gamot na binigay sa sakin. I finally got rid of my crutches na. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My doctor gave me an excuse slip yesterday so that I don't need to go to work for today and tomorrow. Eh kaso ewan ko ba, normally I would love a break kaso parang it felt so wrong if I took today and tomorrow off kahit advised na ng doctor. There's a guilt feeling kasi sa akin na parang ang dami ko ng days na na-miss na parang nakakahiya kung aabsent pa uli ako. I know it sounded so wrong pero ewan ko ba. Tsaka kasi ako feeling ko rin naman kaya kong pumasok so papasok ako. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I catched a re-run of Glee episode today, the one with the slushies, wala lang, Matthew Morrison is sooo hot in that episode pati na rin si Puck. Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I should be really studying for my Communication course pero ewan ko ba parang wala na akong energy tuwing umuuwi ako. Sigh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**Title should have been What It Feels Like for a Girl kaso I don't think the last part of the title is not applicable for this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-8103796723357288589?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/8103796723357288589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=8103796723357288589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8103796723357288589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8103796723357288589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-it-feels-like.html' title='What It Feels Like...'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4605669550471196903</id><published>2010-07-14T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:52:42.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually want to use "Crutch" as title lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So today was my first day using crutch and I think hindi ko sya kayang panindigan especially if you know that you can actually walk kahit paano without the use of it. But again, I need to use it. So maaga akong pumasok para hindi ako makatawag ng masyadong pansin pero grabe tipong wala pa ako sa kalagitnaan ng main entrance kung saan may elevator eh super naiiyak na ako sa hirap. Para syang workout dahil sa effort. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Infairness natuwa naman ako sa concern ng ibang tao sa akin. Like si former boss Mike. Tipong he handed me the stuffs that I printed. I shouldn't stand up raw and walk. He is sooo sweet. Like when he handed me my print outs parang super umalingasaw yung scent nya. Pheromones!!! Wahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kay Jason natuwa lang rin ako ng konti, konti lang. He drove me to my car instead of me walking the freaking long way. Nakakatuwa though it was Christy who told him to give me a ride kasi he parked inside, Manager eh. Lol.  Pero infairness to him nung paalis na ako, he told me to wait, hindi ko rin naman balak talaga na magpahatid sa kanya since I don't want to be a burden to anybody. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hays sana naman maging okay na yung mga paa ko. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4605669550471196903?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4605669550471196903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4605669550471196903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4605669550471196903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4605669550471196903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4966206602052995826</id><published>2010-07-12T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:28:37.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile (Charlie Chaplin Song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I found myself giving up on the physical pain that I am feeling. Ilang beses akong umiyak dahil sa sakit na nararamdaman ko on both of my feet. Mahirap kung sa isang paa mo lang nararamdaman pero yung dalawang paa mo na and parang hindi mo na kakayaning lumakad ibang klaseng sakit na naramdaman ko. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know it's my fault. I should have continued my weight loss thing or at least dapat tinuloy ko yung pag-ggym. Naiinis ako na kung kailan decided na ako magpa-doctor wala namang available schedule para sa akin. Hirap na hirap na ako. Hindi ko na matiis yung sakit. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to go to work pero hindi ako makalakad. Ironic. I missed work today and I really want to go to work tomorrow but hindi ko alam kung makakalakad ako. Ngayon ko lang naramdaman na sobrang naawa ako sa sarili ko. Naawa ako sa sarili ko dahil feeling ko isa akong imbalido. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As much as possible kung nakikita ako ng parents ko hindi ko pinapakita na nahihirapan ako. If I had to smile I will kahit deep inside durog na durog na ako. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you smile through your pain and sorrow&lt;br&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br&gt;You'll see the sun shining through for you"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4966206602052995826?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4966206602052995826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4966206602052995826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4966206602052995826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4966206602052995826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/smile-charlie-chaplin-song.html' title='Smile (Charlie Chaplin Song)'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-861359559179208029</id><published>2010-07-09T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:59:14.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a very bad morning today. As in katangahan mode. I got locked out of the car this morning and like tumatakbo pa yung engine. Syempre panic mode. Eh wala pa namang spare key yung sasakyan nung binili namin. So ayun we have to call CAA to unlock the car. Ang stupid naman kasi. I was in the car tapos paalis na dapat ako when I realized na gusto ko ng tanggalin yung Novice Driver sign. Eh usually pag pumapasok ako ng car eh isang beses ko lang pinipindot yung unlock button so yung driver side lang yung bukas. So unang beses bumaba ako, nakalock so binuksan ko yung pinto ko tas instead of pressing the unlock button pinindot ko yung lock. Eh parang wala ako sa tamang wisyo so sinara ko yung pinto tas nung binubuksan ko yung likod ayaw. Ayun na. After an hour bago nabuksan yung pinto so late ako for work. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday, Jason told us to wear orange shirt kasi he supports Netherland in the World Cup because he got Dutch roots. So una parang biruan na ayaw na mag susuot ng red for Spain. So ako naman, sa ganang wala akong orange shirt, bumili ako pero yung cheap lang tipong $8 (Php 320 approx). So late ako so parang lahat ng tao nakitang naka-orang ako. So ayun na tinawag na akong suck up and stuff kasi ako lang ang nag-orange and yung boss ko. Yung isang officemate ko nilapitan pa ako para sabihin at ipamukha na isa akong suck up. Tas parang irita sila sa akin. Parang ako eh di sana nag-orange din kayo. Napa-isip tuloy ako if I am such a suck up ba. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Am I such a loser today??? &lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-861359559179208029?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/861359559179208029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=861359559179208029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/861359559179208029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/861359559179208029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/loser.html' title='Loser'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6389670214031253708</id><published>2010-07-05T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:12:13.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be honest, I hate dealing with people that you are not sure if they are actually telling the truth or they are just sugar coating stuffs. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wala lang parang gusto mong paniwalaan yung tao but then parang behind the back of your head parang may nagsasabi sa iyo na parang he is just trying to be nice. Saying it to you gently. Parang ganun. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kanina kinausap na kami for our annual raises. Inexplain naman sa akin how they'd come up with the percentage. During the meeting parang napaniwala naman nya ako na okay yung nakuha ko. The thing with me is I don't know how to deal with that kind of situation. Syempre in the end sila yung nag-eevaluate sa iyo and if for them they think that what you deserve parang what can you di ba? I actually told that to my boss. I am actually okay with it until just now na parang napag-isip ako. Kasi parang somebody told me na yung percentage ng increase ko ngayon eh yun yung standard rate. Kasi parang nung ineexplain sa akin yun na we had a bad year last year with the order deferral and until now nagcocost cutting pa rin. Pero syempre maiisip mo minsan di ba na parang hindi ba naging maganda performance ko this year kaya ganun yung percentage ko?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ito yung time na naiisip ko na I want to believe what my boss told me and yet parang behind the back of my head parang may nagsasabi sa akin na magduda. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hays. I should removed these thoughts in my head. Iniisip ko na lang na at least may raise pa rin ako. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6389670214031253708?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6389670214031253708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6389670214031253708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6389670214031253708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6389670214031253708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/poker-face.html' title='Poker Face'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-9116853977604072038</id><published>2010-07-02T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T22:37:36.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Always Get What You Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I seriously don't know how to start this blog entry. I wanted to blog something and yet I can't put into words what I want to say. Ewan ko ba, feeling ko something is changed within me. Something is not the same. Sigh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are a lot of things that we wanted but not all the things that we want ay nakukuha natin. Sometimes there are just things that even how bad we wanted them we just can't have it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like someone right now but for so many reason, I just can't have him. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to buy some stuffs for my car and yet I can't because I don't have the enough resources for it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanted to see my trainer for the last time but he is already in Vancouver. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to change something in my life right now but I don't know how. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ewan ko ba. Daming gumugulo sa isip ko ngayon. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday Steve treated us for lunch. Una ayaw ko pa kasi medyo short ako sa money and masakit yung paa ko kaya ayaw ko maglakad papuntang parking lot. Then Theresa volunteered na sunduin ako sa harap ng pinto ng finance so sumama na rin ako. We were supposed to have Sushi eh kaso sarado since Canada Day yesterday so we ended up with Applebee's. Tas nagulat na lang kami when Steve told us that he's gonna pay for our lunch since magiging subordinates nya kami. La lang mas lalo ko tuloy naging crush si Steve. Wahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have this friend back in college. Blockmate ko sya then he transferred to Econ. He recently added me to facebook then nalaman nya na friend ko sa FB yung crush nya na nakikita nya sa gym. So he asked me to send him all the picture of his crush in FB parang ako hello okay ka lang. Then the recent thing that he did that creep me out is binanggit nya sa akin na he thinks that may bf na crush nya and he wanted to see the picture of the bf para daw maconfirm then earlier sa FB ang bungad ba naman sa akin eh kung ano raw ang name ng bf nung crush. Parang WTF?? Creep much??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hays...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-9116853977604072038?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/9116853977604072038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=9116853977604072038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/9116853977604072038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/9116853977604072038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-can-always-get-what-you-want.html' title='You Can&amp;#39;t Always Get What You Want'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7044683548389076481</id><published>2010-06-30T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T20:40:32.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just because it's Mary Ann's, aka Meann aka common name, birthday! Lol. Love you girl! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, my foot still hurts pero not as bad as last monday when I have to skip work. Buti na nga lang rin it's the right foot so at least pwede pa rin ako magdrive. Wonder drug talaga sa akin ang Excedrin, probably the aspirin. Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I spent almost the whole day today doing 5S. It's a company wide project so kailangan mega linis ng workstations and tapon ng mga stuffs na hindi na kailangan. Buti na lang rin hindi ako masyadong busy. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Infairness maganda palang road music ang Kpop at Jpop! Lol. Nakakatanggal boredom. Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I found an article in MSN about work spouse. I realized in a way my work spouse is Jason. Wahahaha. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7044683548389076481?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7044683548389076481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7044683548389076481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7044683548389076481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7044683548389076481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/proud-mary.html' title='Proud Mary'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3562712636581044301</id><published>2010-06-26T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:59:51.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sir With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you can see I after my last entry, I already changed my mind in terms of where I'll be updating my blog. Although I think this time my reason is valid. At first I thought that the cross post function will work if I blog in blogger and that would automatically be posted in my blog in Multiply and apparently it doesn't. So there you go. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This entry is my tribute for my trainer, Mike Bozek. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Back in 2008, there was a point in my life that I was so decided to lose weight. So I went to shape and got the service of a personal trainer. I have two trainers before I got Mike. I already felt comfortable with him so I decided to make him my regular trainer. Mike is I guess the best trainer. He is very focus on your goal, he always follows up on your progress and he makes the training sessions fun. For him, you are not just a job. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I believed ilang beses na rin kaming nag kinda say goodbye. The first one is when he is moving to a different Shapes location. Hindi natuloy kasi he brought me to the new location. The second one was when he quit his job in Shapes. But that was just temporary dahil after my contract with Shapes I signed up with him. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because of him, I significantly lose a lot of weight (although I guess I don't have that motivation lately). I started to be somewhat healthy. Mike showed genuine concern for me that is why hindi mahirap na magfall ang isang katulad ko for him. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am not saying that we don't have our moments. There was a point that I was so mad with him because of him screwing up my schedule pero in the long run  mas nanaig yung good things na nagawa nya for me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He thought me a lot of things and I feel so bad that I haven't personally thanked him. We just say goodbye through phone. He became a significant part of my life and it pains me that we parted ways just like that. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks Mike Bozek and I'll never forget you. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3562712636581044301?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3562712636581044301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3562712636581044301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3562712636581044301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3562712636581044301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-sir-with-love.html' title='To Sir With Love'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-1205085347968107841</id><published>2010-06-24T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:35:21.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***So apperently the cross post from Blogger to Multiply doesn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello Blogger, I'm back updating in  your site again. I don't know, I'm started to get bored with Multiply na  especially they are now focusing more on their online shopping thingy.  Well, I still have my cross post active still so for people who are  reading my blog in multiply will still be updated with me. It's just  that I prefer to update my blog na here in Blogger but being the  undecisive that I am, I might change my decision later. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, Bebs already guessed  the current theme for my title so I guess I owe her something next time I  visit the Philippines.  Ask nyo na lang sya kung ano yung theme  hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I started using Firefox na uli. I  started to get irritated na with Google chrome eh. Kasi parang bumagal  na sya. So I am giving Firefox another try.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I sadi goodbye to my  trainer, Mike. Unfortunately hindi personal ang goodbye namin sa isa't  isa.  I didn't expect na yung session namin last monday eh yun na ang  last session namin. I guess it was my fault rin naman. I bailed out that  friday kasi hindi ko alam kung paano magpark dun sa YMCA sa may  Kimberly and yun nga first time ko magdrive solo tas nung Monday naman I  got sick so I need to cancel it. He just called me earlier and yun nga  he explained to me na he can't train anymore kasi one week na lang he'll  be moving na sa Vancouver. He helped me a lot on my struggle with  weight loss this past two years. Nanghihinayang ako na we didn't  formally say goodbye to each other but maybe this is the best way to say  goodbye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-1205085347968107841?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/1205085347968107841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=1205085347968107841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1205085347968107841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1205085347968107841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello, Goodbye'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-945056121550609354</id><published>2010-06-22T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:03:00.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Rain on My Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'm better now except that my throat still hurts a little. Iba talaga magpagaling ang Vicks! Lol. Anyways, since I started driving alone, never ko pa atang na-experience ang isang araw na nakapag drive ako in a perfect weather. Laging umuulan or kaninang umaga naman eh fog naman ang na-experience ko. Ang dami ko tuloy laging bloopers like nung first time  na nagdrive ako eh parang biglang umulan at naging foggy yung windshield ko so I need to turn my heater for my windows para mawala yung foggy thingy. Eh syempre first time takot akong bumitaw sa manibela so I said to myself di bale may traffic lights naman on the next intersection, eh kaso mo nag-go so walang chance eh tipong sobrang nahihirapan na akong makakita so in one quick move binuksan ko yung heater. Kanina naman, nung umalis ako sa office ang taas ng sikat ng araw so mega suot naman ako ng sun glasses and mega bukas ng window. Eh pagdating ko sa Henderson, bigla na namang bumuhos ang ulan and when I'm trying to close my window hindi ko masara, I think na-ilock ko ata yung windows tipong mega panic na ako bakit ayaw sumara. Lol.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sana naman tomorrow hindi na umulan and sana okay na talaga ako. I won't be taking any medicines tonight para malaman ko tomorrow if I'm still okay if not mag-call-in sick ako. Lol!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-945056121550609354?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/945056121550609354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=945056121550609354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/945056121550609354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/945056121550609354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/don-rain-on-my-parade.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t Rain on My Parade'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7739420062745147634</id><published>2010-06-18T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:43:39.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Defying Gravity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I did the one thing that I thought I will never do or meant to do... to drive. Wala lang parang before kasi I don't feel the need to drive. Tipong kasi di ba sa Manila parang hindi mo naman talaga kailangan ng car to get around the city kasi ang dami daming public transpo and yun nga parang  takot rin kasi ako. But when I moved here to Winnipeg parang necessity yung sasakyan kasi kahit may bus parang ang hirap pa rin mag move around the city. Tas yung nga medyo pinupush na rin ako ng Dad ko na magdrive. So ayun when I passed the road test parang the next thing is to drive by myself. So that was the thing that I conquered today. Nakapagdrive ako from our house to the office and back. Ang sarap lang rin nng feeling kasi parang I felt liberated na parang hindi ako nagrurush sa morning, wala akong time constraints na I can go whenever I want to go na hindi nagwoworry na baka maiwan ng bus tsaka no more waiting time. Infairness sa office, parang tuwang tuwa sila na finally nagddrive na ako. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang susunod naman eh maconquer ko ang pagpark ng maayos! Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something has changed within me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something is not the same &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm through with playing by the rules &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of someone else's game &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too late for second-guessing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too late to go back to sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's time to trust my instincts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Close my eyes: and leap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's time to try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'll try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kiss me goodbye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you wont bring me down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm through accepting limits &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;''cause someone says they're so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some things I cannot change &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But till I try, I'll never know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too long I've been afraid of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Losing love I guess I've lost &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, if that's love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It comes at much too high a cost! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd sooner buy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kiss me goodbye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'll try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you wont bring me down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd sooner buy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kiss me goodbye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'll try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Defying gravity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you won't bring me down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bring me down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ohh ohhh ohhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7739420062745147634?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7739420062745147634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7739420062745147634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7739420062745147634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7739420062745147634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/defying-gravity.html' title='Defying Gravity'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3653526159718573140</id><published>2010-06-16T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T19:12:52.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking on Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or should I say driving on sunshine? Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally pumasa na rin ako sa road test. Lol. So I can legally drive by my own. Parang magic number ko ata yung 20 kasi 20 points na naman yung nakuha kong deduction this time pero wala ng automatic fail. Sabi nung instructor ko, yung examiner ko raw ngayon eh terror. Buti na lang eh sinabi nya sa akin yun after nung road test ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yun lang share ko lang. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3653526159718573140?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3653526159718573140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3653526159718573140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3653526159718573140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3653526159718573140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/walking-on-sunshine.html' title='Walking on Sunshine'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3209506429946829999</id><published>2010-06-14T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:53:30.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Physical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm being fickle minded again so I've changed the way I put title on my blog entries. I will give a special gift sa makakahula ng "theme" ng aking titles lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So kanina mega effort ako sa training session namin. Kasi naman I feel I am so out of shape na. Tipong hingal na hingal ako sa mga running exercises namin. Tsk tsk. I need to get back on my groove again. Kailangan ituloy ko na ang pagpayat ko. Feeling ko tuloy nadisappoint sa akin si Mike kanina. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Irita ako kanina, so I was waiting for the bus kanina biglang dumating yung super cutie na HR na crush ko. I had a meeting with him and Jason parang my gosh dream threesome lol!!!! So going back so hinintuan nya ako and he's asking me kung saan raw ako, eh syempre pupunta ako sa gym so I need to decline eh sabi nya pwede nya akong ilapit eh ako nag-maganda sabi ko sabi ko hintayin ko na lang yung bus kasi dun na mismo ang baba ko. Tas nung nakaalis na sya.. dun ako nagsisi. Peste. Yun na nga ang moment na hinihintay ko eh nagmaganda pa ako. Freakin. Although may anak na ata sya kasi may nakita akong car seat sa car nya eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3209506429946829999?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3209506429946829999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3209506429946829999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3209506429946829999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3209506429946829999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/let-get-physical.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s Get Physical'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2848102302383746856</id><published>2010-06-12T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:58:39.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Finales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, my hell week is over. I didn't know if it resulted to positive outcomes but I am still glad it is over. Ginamit ko na naman ang aking stock/hula knowledge power ko. Lol. Good luck naman sa akin di ba. On my MS1 exam nakita ko yung former officemate ko na si Mario. You know the guy who got lot of issues against me. Lol. I am not sure if he saw me or not pero mas okay na rin siguro na wala kaming chance na mag small talk kasi I find it very awkward. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So there was two finales that I've watched this week. Glee and syempre Panday Kids (Wahahaha!). So first in line is Panday Kids. Not that I am an avid follower of the show napapanood ko lang pag naabutan ko. Hindi ko masyadong nagustuhan the way the end the show kasi parang may isang story dun na nakalimutan na nilang tapusin or actually parang sobrang nagbago yung story from what they originally planned. For example, yung kaibigan ni Hadji na yung reason why he accepted yung pagiging Panday Kids ay nowhere to be found parang naglaho na lang bigla or parang understood na napunta na sya sa sindikato and bad things happened to her. Ang pangit lang rin nung fact na yung ending eh winish nila mabuhay yung mga taong patay na. I think it would be better parang ang ginawang approach ay babalik sila sa panahon before nagulo yung buhay nila pero syempre nag-iba na yung future.  Yun lang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next is Glee. I would say na masyadong under rated and response ng mga tao regarding the finale. I guess people are expecting super extravagant performances because its regionals but it ended up na hindi ang regionals ang focus ng story. I like the way the story goes na parang ang focus is what will happened to Glee now that they didn't placed in the regionals. Pinakita kung how the club change the lives of its members. As in naiyak ako sa kwento because I guess the finale focus more on the content rather than the songs. I like yung To Sir With Love na part. Gusto ko rin yung change of heart ni Sue for that episode. Although isa sa super laugh trip yung pangangak ni Quinn in the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody. "Suck you suck you suck you!" lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2848102302383746856?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2848102302383746856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2848102302383746856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2848102302383746856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2848102302383746856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-with-finales.html' title='The One With Finales'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-5853802108983167719</id><published>2010-06-01T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:44:40.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Failures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes that's with an S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate the feeling of failing and I feel that this year I'm a failure. 2 of my subjects na kinuha ko for this year, I failed. I failed my road test. Ewan ko ba, parang ang loser ng feeling. Ayoko ng feeling na parang wala man lang akong accomplishment. Super baba ng self esteem ko ngayon na parang lahat na lang ng gawin ko mali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I super appreciate my officemates. They are trying to comfort me saying na normal lang bumagsak sa road test sa first take and even telling their own share of stories pero wala eh parang ang failure pa rin ng dating ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bwisit na curb na kasi yun. I think I want everything to be too perfect. Wala lang super bad trip lang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wake up call na rin siguro sa akin ito na to clean up my acts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope mawala na yung feeling na ito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-5853802108983167719?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/5853802108983167719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=5853802108983167719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5853802108983167719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5853802108983167719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-with-failures.html' title='The One With Failures'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-5383534669539686601</id><published>2010-05-29T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:33:50.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Backing Up On A Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I was actually getting on to this driving thing na. Ako yung nagdrive kanina sa aming usual grocery shopping. Syempre nung papunta, medyo okay. Sabi pa ng Dad ko mas maganda raw ako magdrive kesa sa ate ko. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero syempre after that comment dun na naging disaster. Lol. Kasi parang nakaparallel parking ako eh parang nasandwich ako. So sabi ko hindi ko alam paano lalabas. So sabi atras daw ako. Eh napasobra ang atras ko ayun, as in nadikit ako dun sa likod ko. Buti na lang walang damage. Lol!!! Tas daming parking fiasco na nangyari kasi yun talaga ang medyo hindi ko gamay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sobrang tempted na akong panoorin ang Glee because of all the hype and nacurious ako sa story line ni Kurt and Finn (tama ba?). Gonna buy Season 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just saw Ryan Philippe in Satuday Night Live. Sya ata yung host. Wow... he's sooo hot. Waaay hotter than before. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-5383534669539686601?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/5383534669539686601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=5383534669539686601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5383534669539686601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5383534669539686601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-backing-up-on-car.html' title='The One With Backing Up On A Car'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7589207588275465965</id><published>2010-05-28T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:16:59.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Rough and Dirty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Super hassle kaninang morning kasi it's freaking raining and windy. So ayun napaka-useless ng umbrella ko kasi naman di ba super hangin so basa yung pants ko and pati medyas and sapatos ko. Way to start the day di ba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is it so wrong na I find the subject of my boss' email to me..sexually suggestive? Lol. Ang title kasi is Rough and dirty Rebate analysis. Lol. Kasi I need to format it kasi yung ginawa namin. So I just did something rough and dirty with my boss and my boss likes it rough and dirty. Sabi ng cousin ko I'm flirting with my boss. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways on the side note, I guess humupa na yung galit ko sa boss ko. Parang I just need not to talk with him for a day and okay na ako. Buti na lang rin I keep my mouth shut at least no more issues or whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of sexually suggestive... inistretch na naman ako ng trainer ko, yung parang yung ginagawa nya dati na itinataas nya ang legs ko tas ilelean nya against his legs tas didiinan nya. Ahihihihi! My gosh what's with this day??? lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So since kalandian na rin naman ang bnblog ko, grabe dun sa volleyball court sa tabi ng ymca, ang hohot nung mga naglalaro na guys. As in shirtless guys! Lol! Oh happy day. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7589207588275465965?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7589207588275465965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7589207588275465965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7589207588275465965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7589207588275465965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-rough-and-dirty.html' title='The One With Rough and Dirty'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2131580513059781081</id><published>2010-05-26T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:32:30.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With No Running Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate what I am feeling right now. I am so frustrated with how things are going on. I am not sure if this is still the phase that I was blabbering about with some of my friends. Ewan ko ba, I really had a bad day today until I went for my training session with my trainer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Syempre natanga pa ako. Kasi naman I forgot to bring my running shoes. Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi ko dinala, iniisip ko kasi Friday at suot ko na ang running shoes ko. Syempre narealize ko yun nung nasa gym na ako so mega tinawagan ko ang trainer ko at sinabi ko ang situation pero sabi ng trainer ko pwede pa yun. So ayun ang jologs ng get up ko kasi naka shorts ako tas mega leather shoes ang suot ko. So nung actual training sessions namin sabi ko sa trainer ko I'll remove my shoes na lang. Infairness kay Mike, he made me laugh today. As in sabi nga nya I had a bad day pero after nung session ko with him medyo naging okay okay naman. Sobrang nakatulong sa akin yung work out namin kasi medyo nairelease ko ang frustrations ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalma na... New day na bukas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2131580513059781081?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2131580513059781081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2131580513059781081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2131580513059781081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2131580513059781081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-no-running-shoes.html' title='The One With No Running Shoes'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3612911768639806099</id><published>2010-05-24T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:08:31.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Lighthouse Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should have written this entry yesterday kaso sobrang tinamad ako mag-online after namin magdinner. So anyways, so it's our day 2 in Hecla, I orignally wanted to go to the gym kaso I remembered na wala pala akong dalang running shoes kasi yung trekking sandals ang dala ko. So what to do with trekking sandals? Go trekking lol. So I tried going to the lighthouse trail. So parang medyo papasok ka sa forest, syempre mag-isa lang ako so medyo iniisip ko what if bigla akong atakihin ng bear and if ever atakihin nga ako may makakakita kaya sa bangkay ko? lolz. So ayun sa awa naman ng dyos eh narating ko yung lighthouse kaso ang corny hindi pwedeng akyatin. So ayun sariling sikap na kumuha ng picture sa lighthouse lol. Kasi ako lang tao run. Hehehe. Tas konting bird watching on the side na puro pelicans hehehe. So ayun, going back medyo nagpaka-adventurer mode ako so sabi ko sige I'll do the other trail naman. So ayun sa kalagitnaan eh parang harbour lang ata yung pupuntahan ko sa sabi ko tinatamad na ako so I'll head back doing the lagoon trail, or what I thought is the lagoon trail. So nung pabalik ako, mas masukal na forest yung papasukin ko tas biglang nag branch out sa tatlong trail. So inisip ko yung hotel is on the left so I will take the left trail, Eh nung napatingin ako sa pinaka bungad na puno parang may line na naputol so parag naisip ko na baka supposedly close yung trail na ito, so wala lang lakad pa ng onti, tas nakita ko sobrang masukal and masapot so I am thinking, this is not a good sign parang walang naglalakad sa trail na yun, so I went back and took the middle trail, apparently eh yun yung fitness trail at napunta ako sa likod ng hotel kamusta naman. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I feel so itchy eh narealize ko na wala pala akong key and I don't know kung saan sila nagpunta kasi nagsolo nga ako tas yung cellphone ko walang signal. So inisip ko na lang baka andun pa yung Filipina na housekeeping na kakilala namin at papasukin ako. So ayun napapasok naman nya ako. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tas nung sa hapon isign-up kami ng ate ko ng guided tour sa forest and kamusta naman yung nilakad ko nung morning eh yun rin ang pinuntahan namin as in the same trail kajuset so twice ko syang nilakad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fact: White Guys, in general, turn me on. Wahahaha! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3612911768639806099?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3612911768639806099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3612911768639806099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3612911768639806099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3612911768639806099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-lighthouse-trail.html' title='The One With The Lighthouse Trail'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4153819482812558620</id><published>2010-05-22T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:10:11.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One in Hecla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... matagal tagal na rin akong walang update. So I guess quick recap lang ng mga nangyari sa akin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&gt; I am so happy that CGA recognized my degree in the Philippines. So meaning hindi ko na kailangan na kumuha ng Laurentian chuva just for the degree. Yung isa kong officemate na accounting graduate, na credit nga sya for Level 1 to 3 kaso hindi naman nirecognize ng CGA ang degree nya. Ang weird di ba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&gt; For some strange reason, parang I want something more to life. Ewan ko ba. Hindi ko ba alam kung super bothered na ako sa void sa buhay ko na kaya lahat na lang sa buhay ko eh affected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&gt; I so really want to drive na. Hindi ko pa naramdaman ito before. I wish I could have my road test and pass it soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&gt; I realized I soo love hotel-ing. Hehehe. We are currently staying here in Radisson Hotel in Hecla. I sooo love the place parang ang sarap na get away. I wish my gala friends are here and we can spend like a weekend here. Lol. Although yung washroom talaga ang pinaka benta sa akin rito. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&gt; I just so love my trainer for so many reasons. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4153819482812558620?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4153819482812558620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4153819482812558620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4153819482812558620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4153819482812558620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-in-hecla.html' title='The One in Hecla'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3117203637720383204</id><published>2010-05-18T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:48:05.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Driving Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I started taking up formal driving lessons again. I guess this time I'm getting better na with the help of my officemate, Milton, who gave me lot of practice. I also have a new driving instructor which is waay better than the one that I had last year. Infairness, kahit paano nawala yung kaba ko, I mean parang mejo relax na ako while driving. I really hope I can do it this time kasi I really want to drive my Outlander already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kinakabahan na ako sa nalalapit kong exam this June. Dalawa kasi yun and again I don't have the will to do what I'm planning to do. On the other hand, something good happened naman kasi tinanggap ng CGA ang university degree ko so I don't have to do the Laurentian degree program thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang weird na naman ng feeling ko ngayon sa office. Ewan ko ba, ang weird lang hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel bad for Kris Aquino with the Facebook group that asking her to leave the country. Parang OA naman  di ba. Napag-iisip tuloy ako na baka fan talaga ako ni Krissy. Wahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really hope maalis na si Willie sa Wowowee para lang maisayad lang yung mga paa nya sa lupa. Masyadong hambog and power tripper. Tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3117203637720383204?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3117203637720383204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3117203637720383204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3117203637720383204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3117203637720383204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-driving-again.html' title='The One With Driving Again'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-1005894691500634429</id><published>2010-05-14T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:00:23.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So last night I decided to delete my old playlists kasi hindi ko rin nman na pinapakinggan ever and it is not updated na. So I was like trying to make a playlist pero I always ended up na parang nilalagay lahat yung mga songs dun sa playlist. I decided na let iTunes make the playlists for me. Infairness sobrang natuwa ako sa Genius. Lol. This is the best result that I've got so far. I'll put it here just in case na matanga ako at ma-refresh ko yung playlist. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;. Falls Apart - Sugar Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Everything You Want - Vertical Horizon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Here is Gone - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Brick - Ben Folds Five&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Someday We'll Know - New Radicals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. I Do - Lisa Loeb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. I Could Not Ask For More - Edwin McCain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Goodbye to You - Michelle Branch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. These Hard Times - Matchbox Twenty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. When It's Over - Sugar Ray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11. I Wanna be With You - Mandy Moore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12. Must Get Out - Maroon 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;13. This I Promise You - N*Sync&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14. Why Can't I - Liz Phair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;15. Save Me - Remy Zero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;16. Breathe - Michelle Branch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;17. I Don't Want to Wait - Paula Cole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;18. Every Morning - Sugar Ray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;19. Colorblind - Counting Crows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;20. Lonely Day - Phantom Planet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;21. Crush - Mandy Moore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;22. Sunny Came Home - Shawn Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;23. Are You Happy Now - Michelle Branch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;24. Pop - N*Sync&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;25. Breathless - The Corrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;In other news, I made kwento to my boss about my dream na he fired me. Tawa sya ng tawa sabay sabi "Don't worry Jerson, you are safe" Lol. Hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);line-height: 14px;"&gt;I was reading my old blog in blogdrive na super effort kasi napakawalang kwenta ng archiving sa blogdrive. Grabe di ko na maimagine how did I live with 10K salaray before pero infairness to me nakakagimik pa ako nun that time. Lol. Nakakamiss lang yung dati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-1005894691500634429?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/1005894691500634429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=1005894691500634429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1005894691500634429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1005894691500634429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-genius.html' title='The One With Genius'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2088353406900916838</id><published>2010-05-13T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:15:13.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Getting Fired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and seriously considering going back to Starcom and by Starcom, I mean Starcom Philippines. It was I guess that was the most blank moment that I experienced when Jason talked to me and asked me to take an extended leave and seriously consider a different career option. For me it was like "what did I do? why I am getting fired?" Everything was swirling in my mind and I was like I wanna go back to work in Starcom. It is a good thing that it is only a dream. Whew. It felt real though. Maybe effect lang ito ng madalas kong pakikipag-usap kay Bebs. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I seriously need to have the will to study. I mean I am motivated but the body is not willing. Sigh... I have two exams coming up and hindi pa ako nagsisimula mag-aral waaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was pissed with one of my officemates kanina. I was like asking her journal entries for December kasi I was boxing them na for storage. I vividly remember that I haven't asked for her journal entries kasi wala sya during the time that I filed it.  Naiirita ako sa mga sagot nya kasi napaka sarcastic and she even told me that I have poor organization skills parang if its a joke it's not funny dahil first of all wala ako sa mood and second of all, I was doing it as a favor. Grabe inis na inis ako kanina. Lech. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hays I need to be inspired again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2088353406900916838?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2088353406900916838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2088353406900916838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2088353406900916838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2088353406900916838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-getting-fired.html' title='The One With Getting Fired...'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3537566975492381422</id><published>2010-05-12T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:40:48.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Stupid Article in MSN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was reading this article during lunch today in MSN about something to do with how your parenting skill being judged. I find the article so stupid that either the writer didn't have any kids or someone who hates kids. Ang stupid lang nung mga reasonings nya na about some of the unacceptable behaviours, according to him/her, of kids in public. Parang hindi raw acceptable yung mga bata na may bitbit na teddy bears or security blanket parang hello??? Another one is parang he/she has problem about kids in family restaurants parang hello? I tried looking for the article again, I guess MSN took it down na kasi there are a lot of negative comments about that article. Stupid talaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For some strange reason na-eexcite ako na magpakasal sina Noynoy at si Shalani kasi for the first time ever (if I am not mistaken) magkakaroon ng presidential wedding. O di another first in the history daba. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naiirita na ako dun sa hologram effect sa mga report. Parang wala lang, I don't see any added value on that. I mean fine new technology pero di ba kung walang value add why waste money? Tss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3537566975492381422?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3537566975492381422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3537566975492381422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3537566975492381422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3537566975492381422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-stupid-article-in-msn.html' title='The One With The Stupid Article in MSN'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3752540351400991798</id><published>2010-05-11T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:41:39.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Arnold Clavio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I finally realized that Arnold Clavio is a dakilang epal. Kasi like last night I was watching GMA Election coverage and Vicky Morales was supposed to read the list of the celebrities who won the elections or leading sa votes then Arnold Clavio keeps on making singit and bara to Vicky Morales. Kakairita. I don't like him na. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I soo love my trainer na uli. I mean not love like in a romantic way. Wala lang, lately kasi it's like he's not a trainer anymore he's more of a friend helping a friend na. I just like enjoy our sessions lately. Kanina he make turo me how to play soccer. Then he's also teaching me how to skip rope. Love it. Too bad nga lang kasi he gonna make lipat to BC na. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am kinda excited to our trip to Hecla. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is like a rated PG part of my entry. Lol. Kanina like Mike, my former boss, make tawag to me because of the bridge that I was doing kamusta naman he's like keep on sighing and moaning and like are we like having phone sex? Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kanina, when we arrived at the office, there was like a note on our desks from our cleaners to clear out our work area kasi they are gonna make linis the carpet so ayun before kami umuwi, like we removed the plastic mats and for me I need to make angat my CPU. Effort. Ahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shet, why I make kwento like this? Waah! I can't stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3752540351400991798?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3752540351400991798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3752540351400991798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3752540351400991798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3752540351400991798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-arnold-clavio.html' title='The One With Arnold Clavio'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6510639551566902739</id><published>2010-05-10T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:29:19.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Bridges Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was surprised this morning with the news that I need to do the bridges again. I guess for me it's not a big deal kaya lang I wished that they have given me a heads up last week para at least naman eh nakapag refresh naman ako kahit paano. So goodluck naman di ba. Actually, I never expected that I have to do bridges again since I moved to Financial Reporting but I guess being the only one left that has knowledge to do the bridge eh I have no choice but to back them up. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was bit disappointed that Noynoy is leading on the presidential race but oh well siguro super miracle na lang ata kung biglang mag-iba yung results. At least, Binay is leading the vice presidential race, so hindi super solid Noy-Mar ang mamumuno sa Pilipinas. I hope the country will have a healing after the elections. I admit that I don't like Noynoy but if ever he won, then he will be my President (until maging Canadian citizen na ako. Lol!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another sad news, I am sooo sad that the Cowboys that didn't win the Amazing Race. I soo like them and the way they play the race. I really don't like the other two teams pero I guess the brothers are the lesser evil than Brent and Caite. Ang sore loser ni Carol, the lesbian. Mega gawa daw ba ng eksena sa finale. She just can't admit that the person she was calling "dumb" the whole time eh na-outwit sya.  Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nakakainis naman. Walang ibang palabas sa GMAPinoy TV kung di yung live coverage ng Eleksyon 2010. Eh wala man lang drama in between lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6510639551566902739?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6510639551566902739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6510639551566902739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6510639551566902739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6510639551566902739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-bridges-again.html' title='The One With Bridges Again'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4348104247193766365</id><published>2010-05-08T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:06:41.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Jejemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was meaning to create this entry during the craze of the Jejemons and thank God it finally dies down! So going back, I really wanted to create this entry but I decided to watch the episode of Jessica Soho regarding these people. I was just actually surprise on how this actually became a big deal lately and I believe during Friendster days these Jejemon people already existed na. I think I still have the email to prove it and I remember my cousin's page before like I can't understand a single word on that page because of the way they write. Nagiging big deal na nga lang I guess sa Facebook because of the power to create a fan page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first, medyo nakakatuwa pa mag like ng mga jejebusters page kasi like  I admit naiirita rin ako sa mga ganung way ng pagtetext parang pahirap but when I was reading the comments on that page parang wow ang OA naman magreact ng mga taong ito at nairita ako kasi feeling ko eh parang exag na masyado mag react yung mga tao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So ayun parang mas nairita pa ako when one of my friend in Facebook eh mega react about dun sa mga Jejemons so parang di na ako nakapagpigil na I had to say something. Parang for me kasi it's just part of the culture na ng mga kabataan yun and it shouldn't be a big deal. Parang yung mga taong nagsasabi na naiirita sila sa mga taong ganung magtext eh parang una hindi na nila ka-age yung mga Jejemons why are they even texting them? Pangalawa, wala namang nagfoforce sa kanila to mingle or even talk with these people parang sino kaya ang may problema di ba? It is just eto na kasi yung new generation and for them that is cool so I would say just let them be. May mga nagcocomment pa na nakakasira raw sa language achuchu, we should all admit na ever since nauso ang text eh "damaged" na ang language natin. Syempre nagsimula yan sa mga short cut ng mga salita with "wer na u?" or "d2 na me" as time goes by syempre nag-eevolve na rin. I guess ang pinakasimula nyan is with the "h". Parang jusme tantanan na ang mga Jejemons. Actually nung nanonood nga ako nung Kapuso mo Jessica Soho, I find it freaky na yung mga Jejebusters eh mga college students na sinasabi nila na naiinis raw sila pag nakakatanggap sila ng mga text messages na ganun parang ako why are they texting highschool students? Di ba ano sila mga pedophiles? Lol and jusme hindi rin sila ganun kagwapuhan. Freak much. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a talk with someone yesterday na itago na lang natin sya sa pangalang BeeJay Ningning. She told me na she noticed nung dumalaw ako sa Pinas na parang I am feeling something towards someone. Syempre ako naman mega deny. I mentioned to her na para kasing nagiging crush ko uli si someone kasi nga sabi ko nacucute-an ako sa mga pics nya and sabi ko rin sa kanya I kinda felt it na nung nasa Pinas ako. Sabi nya napansin naman raw nya. Pero yung incidence na tinutukoy nya I felt na hindi ko pa nafefeel yun that time. Napa-isip ko nga eh baka its very obvious nung that time na I still have feeling towards that someone. Naisip ko naman, baka naman natutuwa lang ako sa effort na pinapakita nya nung nasa Pinas ako. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hays.. Ano nga kaya? Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4348104247193766365?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4348104247193766365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4348104247193766365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4348104247193766365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4348104247193766365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-jejemon.html' title='The One With Jejemon'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-224718245337873426</id><published>2010-05-07T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:03:52.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Down Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I once again on my down phase again. Wala lang, I feel so down lang lately. Ang dami lang na nangyayari na nagpapa-nega sa emotion ko lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Una, I just can't believe na at this poin of my life, eh mabubully pa ako ng mga taong walang kwenta. I just hate it when people make you feel stupid. They wanted to make it look like a co-incidence? Hello, siguro sa una baka co-incidence lang yun pero kung mega nagkaroon na ng sagutan sa statuses sa Facebook bigla kang magrereact ng you are not my only friend in Facebook? Tangina. So delete and block. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pangalawa, grabe I don't know what's with me. Parang wala na akong drive mag-aral. Una, I failed my Fall course tas yung Winter course ko naman eh I need to take supplemental exam, kung baga sa UP grades, 4 ang nakuha ko. Sigh. I really need to start studying na kasi dalawa exam ko this coming June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pangatlo, hindi ko alam nakakaramdam na naman ako ng kakaibang uneasiness towards my work. Parang feeling ko eh wala ng patutunguhan yung work ko parang I am not happy na. Maybe because dahila ng daming tao na umaalis sa work due to sevaral reasons. Wala lang, I just hate the feeling na na-iiwanan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate this feeling. I want positivity naaaaa! Ang mga nagpasaya lang talaga sa akin this week sina Geneviever Fever, si Cess, si Mike trainer at humabol pa si Adi. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-224718245337873426?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/224718245337873426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=224718245337873426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/224718245337873426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/224718245337873426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-down-phase.html' title='The One With The Down Phase'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-350498031401127737</id><published>2010-04-28T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:26:55.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With All The Paranoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I was so paranoid that they haven't received my email na I was sick yesterday kaya hindi ako nakapasok. I dunno, maybe it's part of my personality yung pagiging paranoid. I was seriously afraid na baka kausapin ako ng boss ko ang reprimand me about not informing him and our admin assistant that I am taking the day off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is another hush hush going on in our department at least. I dunno, you can actually feel it when somethings going on with all the closed door meetings and usually with the managers. Basta kakaiba yung atmosphere kanina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am feeling sad that Milton, one of my officemates who actually teaching me how to drive is taking some time off from work. Hindi ko alam what's the real reason pero wala lang isa kasi sya sa mga nakakusap ko talaga sa work and I can vent out. Hays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, kwentong landi lang, my gosh Jason is sooo cute. He recently got a new haircut and I got a thing with guys with clean cut hair, actually crew cut yung gupit nya. Ahihihi. Shet is it so wrong to lust (yes lust is the word) for my boss who is a happily married man? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grabe, I can't believe with the sudden popularity of the Jejemons. Lol! Wala lang I mean we know that they are there na pero before no one really paid attention to them pero ngayon parang all of a sudden eh super sikat na sila. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-350498031401127737?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/350498031401127737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=350498031401127737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/350498031401127737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/350498031401127737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-with-all-paranoia.html' title='The One With All The Paranoia'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2186252498546943569</id><published>2010-04-22T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:45:57.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Horoscopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naalala ko dati super nag-eenjoy ako sa pagbabasa ng mga horoscope especially yungs a Libre. Well, even before pa naman lagi kong binabasa yung horoscope ko sa mga newspaper or even sa comics. Minsan kasi nakakatuwa na parang minsan close to what your reality is. Minsan nga sa sobrang pagkatuwa ko eh binabasahan ko yung buong team namin dati sa Starcom hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, medyo nakakapraning lang kasi yung horoscope ko this past two days. I have a daily desk calendar kasi with my horoscope in it. So ayun, yung horoscope ko yesterday has something to do with profitable change that will come my way. Eh syempre ang biro ko either magkaka-increase ako or I'll find a new job. Lol. Tas yung ngayon naman may significant alteration naman daw sa program ko. Lol! Parang may gusto bang ipahiwatig sa akin ito?? Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2186252498546943569?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2186252498546943569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2186252498546943569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2186252498546943569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2186252498546943569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-with-horoscopes.html' title='The One With Horoscopes'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4278178957404388776</id><published>2010-04-18T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:09:35.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Reward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Wednesday night, after running for 3 miles I experienced an excruciating pain on both of my feet. I mean I usually have the pain before in my foot but not on both feet and not that painful. Yung nakaka-inis pa, I usually have a couple of Excedrin on my little medicine box pero syempre nawala sya that night so I had to settle with Tylenol na I believe na never naman naging effective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was thinking na hindi na lang ako papasok ng Thursday kasi sobrang sakit talaga and hindi ako makalakad. Eh naisip it's our quarter end and Jason would probably need the Vendor Rebates done. Naisip ko rin, may Excedrin dun sa office so mas mababawasan yung pain with Excedrin. So ayun pumasok nga ako na mega effort sa paglakad and yun nga pagpasok ko nga parang Jason needs the month end stuffs to be done. So I actually spend some time with him. I don't know about other people but I love spending time with my boss kahit work related pa. So for me that is very rewarding for me. Lol. I looove him. Lol. Syet Did I wrote that one out? Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So syempre nagpatuloy pa rin yung high na yun until Friday kasi may mga diniscuss pa rin kami. Lol. Ewan ko ba. Ahihihi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I finally confirmed that my trainer's girlfriend is Filipina. Last Friday, I was teaching him some words in Filipino. Nahihiya akong sabihin in Filipino yung mga salita na tinatanong nya. Ahahaha. Anyways, my trainer would be moving to Vancouver. Ewan ko, the weird thing is parang I don't feel anything. Parang wala lang. Okay lang sa akin. Siguro I finally moved on na about him. Lol. He told me he's gonna hook me up with another trainer before he leaves. Siguro okay na rin yun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate it. I miscalculated the deadline of my assignment for MS1 course. I know it's April 20 pero hindi ko narealize na sa Tuesday na pala ang April 20. Grrr. I have 2 more questions left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4278178957404388776?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4278178957404388776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4278178957404388776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4278178957404388776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4278178957404388776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-with-reward.html' title='The One With The Reward'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-826803864898024678</id><published>2010-04-11T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:04:31.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Mire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dumating yung point sa buhay ko na nalubog ako sa lusak. I am not proud of it pero I won't deny it naman na I've been there. Although hindi naman yung level na pumokpok ako or something lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess lahat naman ng tao dumating sa point na they did something na parang they are not very proud of. Ako dumating ako sa point na naging destructive ako. Gumagawa ako ng mga bagay na nakakasakit sa ibang tao at nakakasakit sa akin. Siguro yung worst side of me eh yung time nung fourth year college ako. Andito talaga yung time na I feel na napakasama kong tao or people made me feel that. I think the only good thing that came out from it was I found my best friends that accept me for whatever I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Siguro isa sa mga pinanghihinayangan ko is nawala yung friendship ko sa isa sa mga taong I consider na naging super close ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dati noon pag nanonood ako ng soap opera hindi ko maintindihan yung mga contrabida na gumagawa ng sobrang kasamaan all in the name of love. Pero after nung mga napagdaanan ko, I somehow understand them na. I am not justifying na tama ang ginagawa nila pero I realized na when a person is desperate for love, kung ano anong bagay ang magagawa mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Syempre I learned my lessons na after ng mga naranasan ko that time. Paminsan minsan nagiging destructive ako pero it's not as bad as before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayoko ng gumapang sa lusak muli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-826803864898024678?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/826803864898024678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=826803864898024678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/826803864898024678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/826803864898024678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-with-mire.html' title='The One With Mire'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3837247282618563588</id><published>2010-04-10T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:19:07.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With All The Hush Hush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was busy this week with me just coming back from holidays and quarter end on the side. As usual, during quarter end, everything that could possibly go wrong will definitely go wrong. So ayun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I learned something that I am not sure if it is a secret or not, someone in our office gave her two weeks notice already. It is just sad that she is one in our team that I like. I mean isa sa mga hindi mabigat ka-work. I just found this out during our lunch. So while we are discussing that thing, may isa pang nagreveal ng isang secret. Steve will be resigning too in the near future kasi his fiancee will be moving to a different city na so syempre kasama sya. Kinda sad lang din, kasi isa sya sa mga cuties sa office lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apparently, there was a talk about dun sa isa naming officemate who was upset this week because of an evaluation of the training that he conducted so feeling namin dahil sa nangyari eh baka magresign na sya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So on the lighter side of things, I bougth a laptop to replace my old one. Nagdalawang isip ako, if I am gonna buy a Sony Vaio or a Toshiba, dahil siguro sa service nung isa kong laptop sa akin and sa mga recommendation ng ibang tao, I stick with Toshiba. Infairness, I love it lol. Nakakatuwa rin na madali kong nailipat yung iTunes library ko dito sa sa new Tosh ko thanks to my classic Ipod! Ang dali dali lang pala magtransfer, nung unang beses ko kasi na nagtransfer ako super effort. Go to Apple support, very helpful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3837247282618563588?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3837247282618563588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3837247282618563588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3837247282618563588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3837247282618563588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-with-all-hush-hush.html' title='The One With All The Hush Hush'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-493882037565729813</id><published>2010-04-08T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:16:03.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The One That was Written Durin The Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wrote this blog entry while I was on my MS1 lecture class last Tuesday. I was so sleepy but I am not sure if it is because of the lecturer or my body clock is still not adjusted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boston Cream is one of my favourite donuts ever. I remember whenever I stopped by Dunkin Donuts I always check to see if they have one. Weird thing most of the time, they don't have this. It is not surprising that this kind of donut is one of those that have the highest calorie content. I watch my calorie intake but not a calorie counter. Minsan, I find these calorie counters a little bit OA. Parang lahat na lang eh laging tinitignan yung calorie count. Parang yung isang officemate ko lahat parang how many calories lagi ang tanong. Funny thing, kahit anong bilang nila sa calorie eh parang wala namang nagbabago sa katawan nila. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG, I still feel that I am not fully adjusted here. Putol putol pa rin ang tulog ko sa gabi and pagdating ng hapon ay sobrang inaantok naman ako. Sa sobrang antok ko I missed my stop and bumaba ako 3 blocks away from our place. Tas bago ako pumasok I bought a medium double double coffee sa Timmy's pero simula pa lang ng lecture eh antok na antok na ako. So much for caffeine di ba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My gosh! I think I won't be attending the lectures on my spring course. Parang lasing yung lecturer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-493882037565729813?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/493882037565729813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=493882037565729813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/493882037565729813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/493882037565729813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-that-was-written-durin-lecture.html' title='The One That was Written Durin The Lecture'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7184394269750646561</id><published>2007-11-23T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:02:12.715-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'>Mga Bagay na Ayokong Balikan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May mga bagay sa buhay ko na ayoko ng balikan. Mga bagay na masasabi kong sana hindi na lang nangyari o pwede nyo ring sabihin na pinagsisihan ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko ng balikan ang ilang bahagi ng kabataan ko. Ang maagang pagkawala ng kamusmusan ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayokong balikan ang panahon na lumipat kami ng bahay kung kailan nagkaroon na ako ng mga kaibigan sa dati naming lugar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko ng balikan ang naranasan ko noong recognition rites namin nung grade 4 ako. Bukod sa hindi ko nakuha ang over all best in conduct award, napahiya pa ako noong mismong recognition rites ko. Well, in general pala ayokong balikan ang grade 4 ko that was my worst grade ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko ng balikan ang panahon na kailangn kong lumipat ng school. Kasi it only means na I need to start from scratch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko ng balikan ang pagrerebelde ko noong third year highschool ako. Nakakahiya ang mga pinagagawa ko nun. Dito ko rin nasaktan ng sobra ang mga magulang ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko na sigurong balikan ang unang beses na na-inlove ako. Kung alam ko lang na gagamitin nya lamang ako kaya sya mabait sa akin, hindi ko na sana hinayaang masaktan ang sarili ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko na sigurong balikan yung panahon na minahal ko ang isang close friend ko. Aside from nasasaktan ako madalas, lumabas ang kakaibang side ko, everybody saw the worst side of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayokong ng balikan ang una kong trabaho. Overworked underpaid. Ayoko ng balikan yung mga panahon na sobrang hirap ako, sobrang tipid. Ayoko ng makitang nagsasangla ng alahas ang mga magulang ko para may ipang tawid lamang sa pang-araw araw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko ng balikan ang panahon sa akala ko noong dream job ko, na hindi na ako masaya. Promises were broken and I was never that desperate to get out of the job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko ng balikan yung panahon na nasa Starcom ako kung saaan nakakatanggap ako ng masasakit na salita sa kabila ng pagsisipag ko sa work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko na ring balikan ang panahon na hinayaan ko ang sarili ko na magfall sa isang taong alam ko naman from the very beginning eh suntok sa buwan, Hinayaan ko ang sarili kong magpakatanga sa isang tao.  Hinayaan ko ang sarili kong maniwala sa isang bagay na isang fantasy lamang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoko ng balikan ang panahong kailangan kong iwanan ang mga bagay at taong mahalaga sa akin para pumunta rito sa Canada. Masaya ako sa work ko at mga officemates ko at lahat ng mga close friends ko ay kailangan kong iwan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sa kabila ng lahat, naisip ko ito yung mga karanasan ko na nagbigay sa akin ng lakas ng loob, nagturo sa akin ng mga bagay na dapat kong malaman, ang nagpatatag sa akin at ang ilang sa mga ito ay naranasan kong maging masaya. Ngayon naiisip ko, oo ang mga bagay na ito sa aking buhay ay mga pangyayaring hindi maganda at nasaktan ako pero ang lahat ng ito ay bahagi ng buhay ko, bahagi ng pagkatao ko na kahit kailan ay hindi na mabubura sa akin. Hindi ko pinagsisihan ang lahat ng ito at siguro kahit ayoko na muling balikan ito kung bigyan man ako ng pagkakataon na balikan ang nakaraan at baguhin ang mga nakaraan siguro gusto ko pa ring pagdaanan lahat ng mga naranasan kong ito. Dahil hindi ako mapupunta sa kinalalagyan ko ngayon kung hindi rin dahil sa mga pangyayaring ito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thus, I'm back at blogspot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7184394269750646561?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7184394269750646561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7184394269750646561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7184394269750646561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7184394269750646561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/11/mga-bagay-na-ayokong-balikan.html' title='Mga Bagay na Ayokong Balikan'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6634400692485959911</id><published>2007-06-03T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T12:00:01.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'>Closing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its been a year and a half that I stayed in again in blogspot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, it is time again to move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really like this blog because this blog covers my last year in the Philippines and that year is one of my most memorable ones and it also covers my move here in Canada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This blog tells the story of Sungit and Kulet, my last two "lovelife" in the Philippines being the latter one as the most kilig and memorable one. It also narrated our memorable galera trip. My struggles and triumphs in Starcom. Come to think of it, most of my entries in this blog were a happy one as compared to my other blogs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I close this part of my life I bid farewell to my blogspot readers. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Sanely Unstable signs off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6634400692485959911?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6634400692485959911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6634400692485959911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6634400692485959911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6634400692485959911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/06/closing-time.html' title='Closing Time'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4420703878150708761</id><published>2007-05-30T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:36:34.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;While running some scripts on SQL, Golden and Oracle, I was, again, looking outside through the window. In the middle of my bird watching (sa mga marurumi isip, totoong ibon yung tinutukoy ko) I was amazed with how the colors of the birds are perfectly crafted. I mean the design is so perfect. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This makes me appreciate the Creator more. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;There are a lot of little wonders that we hardly notice. The colors of the birds, butterflies, the flowers and all the trees and animals. In these creations, we took inspirations to design clothes, cloths , furnitures, paintings and other arts and crafts. It is really quite amazing to think that the world is created perfectly once we learn to appreciate it. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And yeah, even the smell of broccolli is starting to be good...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4420703878150708761?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4420703878150708761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4420703878150708761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4420703878150708761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4420703878150708761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-wonders.html' title='Little Wonders'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-550563539791224915</id><published>2007-05-27T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:21:37.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Conversation with Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;After almost a day of looking and changing my layout..a serious post&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;***&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jerson:So nailagay mo na sya sa lugar kung saan mo sya gustong mailagay, ano na ngayon?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jersky:Hindi ko alam&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jerson:Hindi ba ito yung gusto mo? Mailagay sya sa position where napakadali na nyang saktan?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jersky:Oo pero hindi ko alam kung gusto ko pang ituloy ito.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jerson:Bakit nakokonsensya ka na?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jersky:Hindi ko na alam&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jerson: Ito na ang chance mo para gumanti. Gawin mo na. Saktan mo sya.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jersky: Kailangan ba talaga? &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jerson:Yan ang gusto mo, ilagay sya sa isang lugar kung saan hindi na sya makabitaw sa iyo at ilalaglag mo sya.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jersky: Hindi ko ata kaya syang saktan. Hindi tama. Ayoko na ata.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jerson. Bahala na. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Okay...i'm a schizo...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-550563539791224915?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/550563539791224915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=550563539791224915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/550563539791224915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/550563539791224915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-conversation-with-myself.html' title='A Little Conversation with Myself'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2541599881936479423</id><published>2007-05-26T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T10:53:40.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something About The Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;One interesting here at Winnipeg is the weather. Unlike in the Philippines, weather is one of the things that people here take seriously. You can actually start a conversation with a stranger with weather. Supposed to be its spring time and temperature should be starting to rise. But no, one day is freaking hot and the other days are sooo cold. Actually yesterday, it snowed but it was only flurries but what the heck, snow? They must be kidding me. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;Coming from a country where there are only two season: wet and dry, dealing in with this kind of weather is really freakining.Unlike in the Philippines, if its is the cold season, it is really cold and if it is the hot season, it is really hot although with some exceptions of course especially when unexpected storms visited the country. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;Although there is one thing Canadians and Filipinos are similar, Beach is always an option to escape the chaotic weather in the country. Well, for the case of Canadians, when it is cold they find a hot place and spend sometime at the beach and enjoying the sun. Hehehe. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2541599881936479423?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2541599881936479423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2541599881936479423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2541599881936479423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2541599881936479423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/something-about-weather.html' title='Something About The Weather'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3232927849210522822</id><published>2007-05-24T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:48:42.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Collision Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Collide by Dishwalla&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When I came here there was more.&lt;BR&gt;Now I've come back to destroy,&lt;BR&gt;and I've got nothing left,&lt;BR&gt;and it's a shame what we've become,&lt;BR&gt;when we hurt the ones we love,&lt;BR&gt;and it's a place I can not go,&lt;BR&gt;anymore.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When we collide we lose ourselves.&lt;BR&gt;When we collide we break in two,&lt;BR&gt;and as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,&lt;BR&gt;it's a hard mistake.&lt;BR&gt;When we collide,&lt;BR&gt;we break.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When the cold comes crashing down,&lt;BR&gt;and the fight lost what it's about.&lt;BR&gt;I could tell that you'd left.&lt;BR&gt;It's a shame what we've become,&lt;BR&gt;when we hurt the ones we love.&lt;BR&gt;It's a place I can not go,&lt;BR&gt;anymore.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When we collide we lose ourselves.&lt;BR&gt;When we collide we break in two,&lt;BR&gt;and as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,&lt;BR&gt;it's a hard mistake.&lt;BR&gt;When we collide,&lt;BR&gt;When we collide.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's a hard mistake,&lt;BR&gt;when we collide.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's a mistake,&lt;BR&gt;when we collide we lose ourselves,&lt;BR&gt;when we collide we break in two,&lt;BR&gt;and as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,&lt;BR&gt;it's a hard mistake,&lt;BR&gt;when we collide,&lt;BR&gt;when we collide.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's a hard mistake,&lt;BR&gt;when we collide, we break,&lt;BR&gt;we break&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;VS&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Collide by Howie Day&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The dawn is breaking &lt;BR&gt;A light shining through &lt;BR&gt;You're barely waking &lt;BR&gt;And I'm tangled up in you &lt;BR&gt;Yeah &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm open, you're closed &lt;BR&gt;Where I follow, you'll go &lt;BR&gt;I worry I won't see your face &lt;BR&gt;Light up again &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes &lt;BR&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme &lt;BR&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind &lt;BR&gt;I somehow find &lt;BR&gt;You and I collide &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm quiet you know &lt;BR&gt;You make a frist impression &lt;BR&gt;I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes &lt;BR&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine &lt;BR&gt;Out of the back you fall in time &lt;BR&gt;I somehow find &lt;BR&gt;You and I collide &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes &lt;BR&gt;Even the wrong words seem to ryhme &lt;BR&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind &lt;BR&gt;You finally find &lt;BR&gt;You and I collide &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You finally find &lt;BR&gt;You and I collide &lt;BR&gt;You finally find &lt;BR&gt;You and I collide&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;***&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Anyways, its really funny when finally you have that something you really want then all of a sudden you are now confused if you really want tjhat thing that you onced wanted badly. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I don't know maybe I was just bored right now because I'm not doing anything or I don't have my private space yet. We'll see on monday on what will happen. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The good thing though that they don't have expectation on me. Sigh... btw, my new name is JERSEN. freaking.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3232927849210522822?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3232927849210522822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3232927849210522822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3232927849210522822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3232927849210522822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/which-collision-are-you.html' title='Which Collision Are You?'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7055528636010664964</id><published>2007-05-23T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:37:05.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whom It May Concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Clever boy&lt;BR&gt;Think you are but you think too much&lt;BR&gt;Shut down turn around&lt;BR&gt;Dont look that way any more&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Clever boy&lt;BR&gt;Think you know but you dont know much&lt;BR&gt;Try to make a move&lt;BR&gt;Go to a different door&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You know its all in your head&lt;BR&gt;You better put that business to bed&lt;BR&gt;By your fair hands of design you met with&lt;BR&gt;The monster in your mind&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You did it again&lt;BR&gt;You did it again&lt;BR&gt;Wont you listen to me when Im telling you its no good for you&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Clever boy&lt;BR&gt;Think youre right&lt;BR&gt;But whats right from wrong? &lt;BR&gt;Little mister genius&lt;BR&gt;You make it hard on yourself&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Clever boy&lt;BR&gt;Youve got it all but youre all messed up&lt;BR&gt;Time now turn around&lt;BR&gt;Move onto something else&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You know its all in your head&lt;BR&gt;Youd better put that business to bed&lt;BR&gt;What you see nobody sees&lt;BR&gt;It only brings you to your knees&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Clever boy&lt;BR&gt;Think youre right&lt;BR&gt;But whats right from wrong? &lt;BR&gt;Little mister genius&lt;BR&gt;You make it hard on yourself&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;*from Kylie Minogue's Did It Again.. changed some lyrics&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7055528636010664964?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7055528636010664964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7055528636010664964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7055528636010664964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7055528636010664964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To Whom It May Concern'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-135514663867511119</id><published>2007-05-22T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:32:24.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day High</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Before I begin my title is yuck. hehehe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Well, its my first day in my new work. It is actually ok except information overload.. pero I want to say...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;THANK YOU GOD!!! DININIG MO NA RIN ANG MATAGAL KO NG PANALANGIN!! hihihi!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So figure it out kung ano yung nagpasaya sa akin ng sobra. hehehe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Hindi yung company itself...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;HIndi yung benefits (which is wala kami kasi parang ojt lang)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Hulaan nyo na lang. hehehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-135514663867511119?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/135514663867511119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=135514663867511119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/135514663867511119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/135514663867511119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-day-high.html' title='First Day High'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6875774809356469222</id><published>2007-05-21T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:19:11.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'>Few Things that I Missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, even when you are well adjusted you just miss somethings that you used to have..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss text-ing people. Either a personal one or a quote or maybe a joke. Kasi naman, text message here is not as popular as in the Philippines and hindi pa basic necessity ang cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss having dinner or talk over an expensive cup of coffee with friends. These were my stress reliever before. I really miss calling some friends and setting up a dinner or coffee when I'm feeling blue or just want to have someone to talk to. Although I have friends here and we usually go out to have coffee every friday, iba pa rin when you are having it with people who have established connection with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss the showbiz buzz in the Philippines. As jologs as it sounds but yes, I miss the latest and the ka-cheapan ng showbiz ng pinas. Hehehe. This is one of those things that you are so enticed of knowing and then telling it to others. Either you empathize, sympathize or just plain mang-okray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For some strange reason I miss Enterprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss watching movies with dear old friends. I miss having the exchange of lait and watevers when watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss the media people. I miss their pangungulit and their freebies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss Starcom people. I miss the times when there were a lot of laughters, "chismis", the razor back buzz (wahahaha!), the inuman at the garden, the break time whenever we feel like having it, the "division", the sam milby and john llyod moments of Tin Te, the cry me a river of Jae, Ji's magreresign na ako momentS, Lea and Kate's endless battle, Bebs' "I love kuya" moments, and much more. Come to think of it, when I was there, everday there is laughter kahit once or twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss Meann.. terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss S^2, I miss the "being true friends kaya I will lait you" moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay..Homesick attack..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6875774809356469222?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6875774809356469222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6875774809356469222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6875774809356469222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6875774809356469222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/few-things-that-i-missed-you.html' title='Few Things that I Missed'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7010108089756413648</id><published>2007-05-18T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T22:38:58.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>Freaky Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was in an interview earlier today. It was in a top company here in Canada and I was considered in the Finance department. Well, I was actually uncomfortable because I never do finance before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were first oriented by the human resource person then she told us that we will be interviewed by someone from the department that we are considered. Originally, she told me that I will be interviewed by the Finance CEO. "Oh ooh" I said to myself. "Why a CEO? Aren't there any supervisor or manager or something?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was anxiously waiting for the CEO when someone came, I was sure the person is not the CEO because of the name. Fortunately, the person is the Finance manager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitty! HANGKYUT!!!! hehehe. I mean sobrang distracted ako kasi super cute ng nag-iinterview sa akin. Tas ang eye contact sobrang nakakaconscious hehehe. Never pa akong na-interview at nadistract dahil cute ang interviewer hehehe! I am really looking forward na maka-work sya. Hihihihi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we were not hired by the company but our work exposure and experience will be in the company. Meaning, we will be trained for 8 weeks and hopefully we will satisfy them and they will hire us. Yup ESIY will still pay for us. Ahahaha. But working or having our work exposure in that company is really a great privilege because of the credentials of the company. Sana nga lang makaya ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our interview, we went back at ESIY and caught up with our team for the fun day. I thought our team will be fun because I used to have fun with them but I was wrong. Everyone was arguing and very competitive. We were running and walking along downtown to get into the place that was written in the instruction. Actually, my legs are hurting right now because of the running and walking that we did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, my allergy appeared again. While walking the streets of Winnipeg, I was so itchy and my arms were ugly because of the rashes that appeared. I was not wearing a jacket so somehow I figured that I might have allergies to pollen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished the tasks, we went to The Forks (some pictures will be uploaded soon) and spend time with some of our ESIY friends. I actually, spend time with my crushie hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamusta naman, kinda kinareer ko na talaga. Hehehe. Naakbayan na nya ako and the kinilig thing part was when nung hinawakan nya ako sa likod (hmm so Meann-ish hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite sad that I am not going to attend our class in ESIY in tuesday because I'm starting with my work exposure. I will surely miss my groupmates. We've been together for more than a month and somehow friendships have been established. I will surely miss teasing and talking to Sudharshini, the sarcasms and jokes of Oksana, the laugh of Pankaj, Mohammed's very long explanations, Arjuna's reactions, Jainita's passion for cinnamon, Adeola's opinions, the small talks with Rhoda, Leonid's stuttering, Gisele's story, stephen's very bossy behaviour, Samson's jokes, the expired foods, Norman's assignmentS (emphasis on the s), Rosanne's activity, Bill's antics, Patti's struggle with names, Terry's interesting examples and the vending machine. Yup, it has been my home for the past 5 weeks and now it's my turn to leave.  I never expected that I will be leaving soon. This will be one of my most memorable experiences in my life. Being in ESIY surely contributed a lot in my adjustments here in Canada and I'm looking forward to meeting my former group again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7010108089756413648?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7010108089756413648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7010108089756413648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7010108089756413648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7010108089756413648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/freaky-friday.html' title='Freaky Friday'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-8661594724927519749</id><published>2007-05-14T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:48:10.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions and Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;Rules:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;1. Put your music player on &lt;U&gt;shuffle&lt;/U&gt;. (any music player will do)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;2. Press &lt;U&gt;forward&lt;/U&gt; for each question.&lt;BR&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Don't Write Me Off Just Yet - Hugh Grant&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Harhar..pwede hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Walang Yaman ang hihigit Sa 'yo - Cueshe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;-&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;Di ko gets din actually hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;3. How do your friends see you?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;Entering Bootytown - Haley Bennet&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;What the???&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;4. Will you get married?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I - 6cyclemind&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Ay?? Pota!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;5. What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Love Doesn't Have to Hurt - Atomic Kitten&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Wahahaha ganun?! Make sense. hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;6. What is the story of your life?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What Hurts the Most - Rascal Flatts&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;TRUE!!! hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;7. What was high school like?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;All Good Things - Nelly Furtado&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Pwede!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;8. How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Collide - Howie Day&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;With whom?? I need to collide to get ahead in life..really now..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;9. What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Mama Mia - Abba&lt;BR&gt;-&gt; Yup all I can say is Mama Mia! hahahah!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;10. What is today going to be like?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2 Become 1 - Paul Gilbert&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Pota sex?!? hehehe sabagay gabi na rito hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;11. What is in store for this weekend?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dancing Queen - Abba&lt;BR&gt;-&gt; WOOHOO! hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;12. What song Describes you?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tell Me Where It Hurts - MYMP&lt;BR&gt;-&gt; You know this is becoming interesting hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;13. To describe your grandparents?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Its Ok - Atomic Kitten&lt;BR&gt;-&gt; Safe answer? hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;14. How is your life going?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm Moving On - Rascal Flatts&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Now really... my MP3 knows me well hahahaha&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;15. What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts&lt;BR&gt;-&gt; Na naman?? Consistent?? hehehe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;16. How does the world see you?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ikaw Ang Aking Mahal - Aiza Sequerra&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Does this means... the world loves me?? ahahaha&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;17. Will you have a happy life?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;Ogie Alcasid Medley - Regine, Jaya and Lani&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;OKAAAAY!!!!! WALANG SENSE HEHEHE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;18. What do your friends really think of you?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Why - Rain&lt;BR&gt;-&gt; Okay... what do you mean why???&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;19. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Irreplaceable - Beyonce Knowles&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;WAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;20. How can I make myself happy?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Nice One! AIn't no other man can make myself happy! Nyahaha&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;21. What should you do with your life?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;Last Goodbye - Atomic Kitten&lt;BR&gt;-&gt;Ano ito suicide???&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;22.Will you ever have children?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=2&gt;I Melt - Rascal Flatts&lt;BR&gt;-&gt; Would I take that as a no?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-8661594724927519749?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/8661594724927519749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=8661594724927519749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8661594724927519749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8661594724927519749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/questions-and-music.html' title='Questions and Music'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6016666428866512571</id><published>2007-05-13T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:41:33.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Watched Spidey 3 a while a go. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Enjoyed it, loved it and wow-ed by it.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Memorable because its the first time that I watched a movie here in Winnipeg. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;The best from the trilogy, for me. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Got more appreciation for Toby Maguire and Topher Grace.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;The movie can do without Kirsten Dunst..kidding. Hehehe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6016666428866512571?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6016666428866512571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6016666428866512571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6016666428866512571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6016666428866512571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='Spiderman 3'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-8398050345911633951</id><published>2007-05-10T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:21:01.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip of The Tongue</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Yesterday morning at Student Lounge with groupmates:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Me:Hey *name of groupmate* I thought you were coming to the game yesterday?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Groupmate:Well i need to go home because I was waiting for a call&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Lorena:Yeah, Jerson is waiting for you&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Me:yeah..(suddenly realizes things) no!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Groupmates:Ooooh.. really?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Me: No, I was just asking...(to Lorena) sira ulo ka.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Groupmate smiled at me.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Actually, we are somehow getting closer..hehehe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-8398050345911633951?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/8398050345911633951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=8398050345911633951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8398050345911633951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8398050345911633951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/slip-of-tongue.html' title='Slip of The Tongue'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-8143246153667546200</id><published>2007-05-08T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:40:56.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Bittersweet and Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Its quite sad that some of our groupmates at ESIY are leaving. ESIY have found them a full time jobs already. The sad part, these persons who are leaving are the persons closest to me. I didn't expect that yesterday morning would be the last time that me and Marichu would be riding the same bus in the morning. It was also the last time that we had our usual conversation of things and laughing and exchanging jokes to each other. It would be sad to walking alone on Arthur street. No more Marichu to bully,no more lunchmate and no more friend to share almost anything under the sun. I am happy that she finally found a job which suited her qualification and I hope all the best for her.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Gisele, also one close friend of mine, was also leaving the program. Like Marichu, ESIY also found a full time job for her. Norman, one of our instructor, asked all who are leaving to give their icebreaker speech. Gisele, did her speech and it was about her experiences, good and bad. She said that one of her bad experiences would be leaving the program and her friends. She mentioned my name and told the group about how we taught her our language and that she'll miss spending time with us. It touched my heart because the little things that I've done for her is being appreciated. For me, being appreciated is one of the greatest feelings that you'll ever feel. I will surely miss her. I only taught her one filipino songs and we haven't played the Sudoku game yet. Sad but again I'm really happy for her. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Adeola, also one of the participant, was also leaving. We became close these past few days, sharing ideas and all. Again, I'm quite sad that he's leaving and yet happy for him. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Marichu from the Philippines, Gisele from Ruanda and Adeola from Nigeria, all of them are my friends. Maybe one of my greatest experience in ESIY is having friends from different parts of the world and realizing that we are all just the same. I hope I can see them and talk with them again someday.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-8143246153667546200?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/8143246153667546200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=8143246153667546200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8143246153667546200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8143246153667546200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-bittersweet-and-appreciation.html' title='Of Bittersweet and Appreciation'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2728044143156298194</id><published>2007-05-07T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:27:00.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Itch</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Yikes got allergies and I don't know from where.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;It started yesterday, when I feel this itchiness all over my body, rashes started to appear. I thought it just mosquito bites but there are still no mosquitoes here as of now.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then while I was on the bathroom sitting on the john my left arm started to itch again. I thought its the usual itch so I scratched it. Et voila..rashes and more rashes appeared all over my body. The itch is very painful, like mahapdi na sya. I almost cry because of the itch. The weird thing I can't identify to which I'm allergic to. Sheesh.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I took 2 different kinds of antihistamine and it took an hour for the itch to subside and about 2 or 3 more hours for the rashes to somehow disappear..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Oh no..its getting itchy again..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2728044143156298194?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2728044143156298194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2728044143156298194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2728044143156298194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2728044143156298194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/itch.html' title='The Itch'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-747125171775376623</id><published>2007-05-01T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:41:15.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Bladed Knife</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Revenge... &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm brewing my sweetest form of revenge. I know its bad. But sometime you just need to do it. I've been hurt for so many times and now its time for you to feel the same pain that I've been through. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'll make you fall for me..fall for me so hard that I will be so addicting. I think I'm succeeding... you are starting to get addicted to me. When I feel that you are so into me I will inflict the pain..I'll crushed you. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;This is my game and you are playing it right now. I'll make it sure that I will win this game. A game that is full of deception and lies. When you least expect it, I will stab you with the knife..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;But its a double bladed one...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I know that It will also cut me. This revenge is also causing me pain. This is not good for me. Every cut that I made waw reverted to me. Its more of whenever I hurt you I am also hurting myself. I shouldn't be doing this but I just need you to realize the pain that you caused me. It is not easy to have a revenge to someone but sometimes you just need to do it..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm sorry but I need to do this..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-747125171775376623?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/747125171775376623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=747125171775376623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/747125171775376623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/747125171775376623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/05/double-bladed-knife.html' title='Double Bladed Knife'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7701349312457241788</id><published>2007-04-29T05:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T09:19:04.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re - Issue # 3: An Ode to Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;It's been exactly one year since me,Meann, Ele and JD had this wonderful experience in Galera. Who would have guess that this will be my last out of town trip with them...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen I bring you The Galera Capers&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;********&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Last weekend nagpunta kami, me,Meann, JD, Ele and David,aka S^2 sa Puerto Galera.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Syempre, papunta pa lang kami mega bloopers na.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Second dumating sina Ele sa akin. Pagbaba nila ng taxi, nasa harap lang nila ako, pero di ko ba alam at saksakan ng bulag yung dalawang ito kasi akala ko nakita na nila ako but no bigla nila akong tinalikuran.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tas me bata pang naligaw wahahaha. Syempre mega dialogue pa si Meann ng "ayaw kong maghintay ha?" but no, sya ang late.Wakekeke.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So after so much paranoia about riding a JAM bus eh smooth sailing na ang biyahe namin. Sa bus pa lang mega tawanan and ingay ever na to the point na nagagalit ang mga strangers hehehe. Syempre di rin maiiwasan ang mga jologs on the side hekhekhek.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So windang mode uli pagdating sa pier. Tipong di alam kung saan papasok like si Meann hindi makita kung saan bibili ng terminal ticket na nasa tabi nya lang hehehe.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pagdating sa galera, wala, bonding ever sa room. Same topics, same poot and same panlalait ahehehehe. To think naisip namin na dapat naghotel na lang kami para mas mura. My gulay ang init sa labas kaya sino naman matino ang iiwan ang comfort ng aircon?wahehehe. Para sa mas detailed na kwento go to Meann's blog. &lt;A href="http://simeanncute.blogdrive.com/"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#38b63c&gt;&lt;a href=http://simeanncute.blogdrive.com&gt;http://simeanncute.blogdrive.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Here are some highlights:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;IMG style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3836/2159/320/picturesrecent%20006.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Moments Ko: &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My Melanie Marquez Lines:&lt;BR&gt;"NagPATHWAYS na sila"&lt;BR&gt;"Laughing stuff"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Nabusog sa tubig alat, mega burp habang nagssnorkling&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Hindi ko rin alam kung may lihim na galit din sa akin ang mga taong ito dahil gustong gusto nila akong ibaon sa lupa. Mas masaya daw kasi pag ako yung nakabaon sa lupa.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;See picture above, lahat halos ng solo pic ko, may dalawang epal lagi sa likod. Ewan ko ba kung bakit. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Moments ni Ele:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;MS. OVER EXCITED&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;While we are all trying to sleep, me ganitong linya si Ele:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"I'm trying hard to sleep!" after a minute "Meann naikwento ko na ba yung..."&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Forever line:"Picture!!!"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"Ang itim ko na MUKHA NA AKONG BLACK BEAUTY!" &lt;-syempre nagkatawanan na lang kami ni meann dito hehehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele's how to pag namamahay:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;1.Gumising&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;2.Buksan ang tv na malakas ang volume&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;3.Yugyugin ang kama.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;4.If all else fail gisingin ang mga kasama.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele says: "naiiyak ako kasi di ako makatulog"&lt;BR&gt;Ele really want to say is:"naiiyak ako kasi di ako makadaldal, tulog na kayong lahat"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"Mukha akong GRO"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"Meann ang ganda mo pala pag lasing"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"Gumagwapo na ang mga tao paglasing ka" (konek the previous line with this line)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele, while all of us watching tv, pupwesto haharang sa view, then biglang aayusin ang panty.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele do sexy dance while all of us was singing ten ten ten ten..pagbalik sa room&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele:May natatawa sa ating dalawang guy habang nagtetenenten ten ten tayo&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Meann:talaga?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele:Eh kasi di ba automatic na sa atin yun?napasayaw pa nga ako eh.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Me:Ikaw lang ang pinagtawanan dinadamay mo pa kami.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele: JD sige magkwento ka...(a few minutes later, hindi pa tapos yung kwento, tulog)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele huling hirit:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele: Mahal ang roro kasi plane yun. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;(anu daw??)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;MOMENTS NI DAVID:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Kagigising lang while all of us mega chikahan..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"di ba tayo iinom??!!" (pagalit mode)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;While eating dinner, another out of nowhere na hirit while we are talking about something else:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"Sumakit lang yung ulo ko pero nagenjoy ako sa snorkling"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Si david lang ang kayang matulog ng sobrang tagal kahit nasa tenga na nya ang bunganga ni ELe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Infairness, sobrang sweet si David nung bangag mode si Ele&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;IMG style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3836/2159/320/picturesrecent%20007.jpg" border=0&gt;Moments ni Meann&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"Gez wat naligaw ako"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;nasabihan sya ng "YEAH BABY"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;while snorkling, sa sobrang enjoy hindi na inangat ang ulo kahit tapos na. Kailangan pang tanungin ng "Meann are you there?"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Me anggulong sexy hehehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;fashion victim ni Ele hehehe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"yung sinuka ko color black, blue, tsaka red. Papakita ko pa nga sana eh"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Meann the Pork and Beans Eater wahehehehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Limang hakbang from the shore lubog na si Meann sa dagat.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Weird expressions/poses lagi sa mga pictures&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Nung nagpilian ng pwesto sa kama, biglang naihi ayun sya yung nasa gitna ng pinagdikit na kama.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Size ng short:XL&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;MOMENTS NI JD&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Pagsakay sa bus, tulog.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Pagsakay sa bangka, tulog&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Pagdating sa room, tulog.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Forever tulog.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Meann: Saan ba tayo?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;JD:Just follow the sea&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ending kakafollow the sea, sa dead end kami napunta&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Daming nagpacute na bading at si ateng nakayellow hehehe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Napapatulog ang namamahay sa pamamagitan ng kwento ng buhay nya hehehe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Me plan pumunta sa Jurrasic.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Forever mainit ang ulo&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Adik sa laro sa cellfone.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Magsasampay ako ng brief at wala kayong pakialam&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Other Bloopers:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Pag lumalabas ka ng CR para ka ring rumarampa kasi may mga fashion squad na makikialam sa porma mo.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Forever ang conversation na ganito:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Person 1:(magtatanong sa susunod na gagawin or saan pupunta)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Person 2:Ok lang kahit ano&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Person 3:Kayo&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;napaka decisive namin hehehe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;LSS:"Something happened along the way"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Quotable quotes:"God's Will"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;"Girlfriend ba talaga kita? Iniisolate mo ang sarili mo"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Pwede ka ring mapa-away pag me kasama kang ganito:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Guy sa BBQ stand:Ate Camera shy ako&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Meann:(pabulong) Pangit ka naman eh&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Ele:(walang pakundangan) Dapat lang!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Mga takot sa araw at paranoid sa paglalagay ng sunblock. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Mga antisocials.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Manong Boatman:basta kumapit lang kayo sa tali, marerescue ko kayo.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;(waw gudlak na lang pag nakabitaw ka.)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Useful din ang Aquashoes.wakekeke.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Friends comforting one another:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Me: Di naman ako ganyang kataba di ba?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Meann:Oo naman Je, pwede ka ngang magtopless considering. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Me:Grabe Meann mas ok ka pa dun sa iba.Yung iba bilbil kung bilbil eh sa iyo hindi naman halata.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Meann: OO nga&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;Basta I'm sooo happy with this trip. Basta masaya lang sya. Its not the destination but the trip and with whom you are with. Guys sobrang love ko kayo!=)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7701349312457241788?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7701349312457241788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7701349312457241788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7701349312457241788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7701349312457241788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/re-issue-3-ode-to-friendship.html' title='Re - Issue # 3: An Ode to Friendship'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-1206732515865520623</id><published>2007-04-28T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:41:32.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Again.. It's 10 dollars On My Wallet</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;A series of indulgence from Tim Horton's to Baskin Robbins...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;My monthly bus pass...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Criminal Record Check...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;My haircut...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;My father's haircut..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Ice cream...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Carnival...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Sheesh... san na napunta yung sweldo ko? 10 dollars na naman ang natira sa akin.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;***&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Kanina, I treated my pamangkins in the Carnival near our house. Yung carnival dito perya sa atin mga kapatid. Although the carnival here is not as cheap as the carnival back there. Yup, mas cheap pa yung Paskong Pasiklab sa atin hehehe. I mean kahit na nasa parking lot lang sya dito, the rides is quite amazin, and mind you kahit small carnival lang sya may wristband na ride all you can. Kahit na 40 bucks ang nagastos ko sa mga pamangkin ko worth it naman kasi nag-enjoy naman sila.=)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;***&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Got my haircut today.. di ko lang alam kung new look...hehehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-1206732515865520623?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/1206732515865520623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=1206732515865520623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1206732515865520623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1206732515865520623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/again-it-10-dollars-on-my-wallet.html' title='Again.. It&amp;#39;s 10 dollars On My Wallet'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-8507695521753950247</id><published>2007-04-27T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:50:24.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would Make You Cross the Line?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;"What would make you cross the line or what would make you care?"&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;That line came from a show that I can't recall the name. This suddenly made me think for a while. What would make me cross the line or what would make me care?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I actually don't know the answer to that question. I know what I really care about but I don't really know what would make me care. The fact that it is somewhat automatic that we just care about a certain people for a simple reason that we like them or they are our friends. But then again what would makes us care.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Medyo malabo ang mga pinagsasabi ko pero mahirap sagutin talaga ang tanong. Sa mga makakabasa nito, kung pwede nyo namang sagutin, what would make you cross the line or in layman's term, what would make you care?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Ako kasi, especially now a days, hindi ko na rin alam kung what would make me care...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-8507695521753950247?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/8507695521753950247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=8507695521753950247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8507695521753950247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/8507695521753950247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-would-make-you-cross-line.html' title='What Would Make You Cross the Line?'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7755978151003959789</id><published>2007-04-26T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:35:38.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Trip to Transcona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, majority of our group and some in the other group in ESIY went to Transcona for a career fair. Actually, I really just don't want to stay at ESIY and have class so I decided to join the group and I never been into Transcona so its some sort of sight seeing trip for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a long bus ride to get there from Downtown. The bus was actually full when we rode it. Many people were wondering what's happening because there were so many people in the bus. The funny thing we didn't know where will we get off the bus. Luckily, we figured it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some funny moments at the Career fair:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna:At Maple leaf they are only looking for production staff. Are you interested?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No...(I saw the person in Maple leaf, uy cute)wait maybe I'll check it out.&lt;br /&gt;Approaching the table&lt;br /&gt;Me: So what are the job vacancies in Maple leaf?(With matching pacute)&lt;br /&gt;Maple leaf staff:well..yada yada yada (I already knew this because Arjuna have told me the infos.Hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOB POSITION: Egg Hatcher (weird huh?)&lt;br /&gt;SKILLS NEEDED: Customer Service skills!(Connect the dots!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were told by the head of ESIY that if we were done at the job fair we can go home. So everyone is itching to go home when Samson asked Bill(one of our teachers) if we can go home. Bill said that we need to go back at ESIY. Everyone groaned so we decided to stay 'til 3pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Let's just fill out the forms just to kill time. Besides Mohammed is still filling out some form. He's taking this career fair seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone agreed to stay and wait for Mohammed. We started to joke about the egg hatcher thing when Bill approached us and told us that we can go home.&lt;br /&gt;In an instant everyone picked their things up and were prepared to go home. Of course, everyone said good bye to Mohammed. So much for the waiting thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Transcona is quite fun and full of laughters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached Downtown, Lorena and I went to the Portage Mall (I can't recall the name of the mall but it is along Portage Avenue)We ate ice cream at Baskin Robbins. Katakawan to the nth level hahaha. And for the first time I saw Starbucks! But I didn't buy coffee. I was eating ice cream. I asked Lorena to accompany me in Telus shop because I want to buy an accessory for my cellphone. But unfortunately, I can't find anything there. BUT since the clerk is cute so I asked Lorena that we should come back later so that the clerk finished servicing one customer and YES even if I know that the thing that I'm looking for is not available in there I asked with pacute tone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking what is happening to me.Hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7755978151003959789?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7755978151003959789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7755978151003959789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7755978151003959789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7755978151003959789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/trip-to-transcona.html' title='The Trip to Transcona'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4321829091294443509</id><published>2007-04-25T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:50:19.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyorks</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;"I like your voice"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;OKAAAY!!! That's a weird comment that I don't usually hear.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Weirder thing?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Its from coffee mug person...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4321829091294443509?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4321829091294443509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4321829091294443509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4321829091294443509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4321829091294443509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/nyorks.html' title='Nyorks'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7397555855199279453</id><published>2007-04-24T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:02:11.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coffe Mug</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I want to post something on a lighter note.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Someone from our group in the training reminds me of someone back in college.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;For those who knew.. nope hindi sya. This someone is waaay older than me. But I know you will get who I'm referring to.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Number one.. the coffee mug. The way this person was holding the coffee mug...sobang pareho sila. Pareho silang habit na bitbitin ang mug nila wherever sila magpunta.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Ahahaha.. Does it mean, I'm crushing on somebody in our group? Ahahaha.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Still need to talk with Meann...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7397555855199279453?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7397555855199279453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7397555855199279453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7397555855199279453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7397555855199279453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/coffe-mug.html' title='The Coffe Mug'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2643417940265443196</id><published>2007-04-23T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:38:33.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is freaking monday and mine it was not superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some strange reason, I don't feel like myself today. I feel so exhausted. Funny thing is I haven't had a busy sunday. I even slept earlier relative to previous days. Maybe it is just waking on the wrong side of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This training program is taking its toll on me. It is sucking all my energy to zero level. Homework here..homework there. Will it ever end?? It is not good but my motivation right now is just moolah. Well maybe because I'm just disappointed with their career plan for me. I don't want to be a fucking telephone survey interviewer or a fucking cashier. Don't get me wrong I got no problem doing that job nor I find that job low. It is just the fact that they are giving us these trainings, these homeworks then I'll just land on jobs that I can get without attending their program. C'mon can't they think of any better alternatives for me? I got a fucking 8 8 8 7 on the Benchmark Test can't they give me an office assistant like job or a fucking teller in a bank? Sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know some of you have heard this over and over and over again. Now I'm serious. I am closing the Kulet Saga chapter of my life. Why? Nauntog na ako. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When There Was Me and You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny when you find yourself&lt;br /&gt;Looking from the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here but all I want&lt;br /&gt;Is to be over there&lt;br /&gt;Why did I let myself believe&lt;br /&gt;Miracles could happen&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I have to pretend&lt;br /&gt;That I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;u&gt;thought&lt;/u&gt; you were my fairytale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dream when I'm not sleeping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wish upon a star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thats coming true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But everybody else could tell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When there was me and you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore I knew the melody&lt;br /&gt;That I heard you singing&lt;br /&gt;And when you smiled&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I could sing along&lt;br /&gt;But then you went and changed the words&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is empty&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with used-to-be's&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Now I know your not a fairytale&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And dreams were meant for sleeping&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And wishes on a star &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just don't come true&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cause now even I can tell &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that&lt;br /&gt;I could be so blind&lt;br /&gt;It's like you were floating&lt;br /&gt;While I was falling&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;Thought you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really need Meann right now...I wish she was here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2643417940265443196?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2643417940265443196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2643417940265443196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2643417940265443196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2643417940265443196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-is-freaking-monday-and-mine-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-436226303366585039</id><published>2007-04-22T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T20:38:16.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Phase To Go Through</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I'm so freaking tired...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I need to do a lot of assignment...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Most of which I need to write about something...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I feel so uninspired right now...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#ff0000&gt;YOU DON'T KNOW ME&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=cnt&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;BR&gt;Then you say hello&lt;BR&gt;I can hardly speak&lt;BR&gt;My heart is beating so&lt;BR&gt;And anyone can tell&lt;BR&gt;You think you know me well&lt;BR&gt;But you don't know me&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;No, you don't know the one&lt;BR&gt;Who dreams of you at night&lt;BR&gt;And longs to kiss your lips&lt;BR&gt;And longs to hold you tight&lt;BR&gt;Oh I'm just a friend&lt;BR&gt;That's all I've ever been&lt;BR&gt;'Cause you don't know me&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I never knew&lt;BR&gt;The art of making love&lt;BR&gt;Though my heart aches&lt;BR&gt;With love for you&lt;BR&gt;Afraid and shy&lt;BR&gt;I've let my chance to go by&lt;BR&gt;The chance that you might&lt;BR&gt;Love me, too&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;BR&gt;And then you say good-bye&lt;BR&gt;I watch you walk away&lt;BR&gt;Beside the lucky one&lt;BR&gt;You'll never never know&lt;BR&gt;The one who loves you so&lt;BR&gt;Well, you don't know me&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You give your hand to me, baby&lt;BR&gt;Then you say good-bye&lt;BR&gt;I watch you walk away&lt;BR&gt;Beside the lucky one&lt;BR&gt;No, no, you'll never ever know&lt;BR&gt;The one who loves you so&lt;BR&gt;Well, you don't know me&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-436226303366585039?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/436226303366585039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=436226303366585039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/436226303366585039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/436226303366585039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-another-phase-to-go-through.html' title='Just Another Phase To Go Through'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-1866988159931718399</id><published>2007-04-21T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T16:54:12.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'>Pagod Na Ako</title><content type='html'>Sobrang miss na kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala ni isang araw na hindi ako nanalangin na maka-usap ka or magsend man lang kahit email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo ako ieemail kung hindi ako ang mauuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon nagkaroon ng pagkakataon na maka-usap ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinakinggan ko lahat ng mga kwento mo, lahat ng sama ng loob mo at lahat ng mga galit mo sa buhay mo. Nakinig ako. Ikaw pinansin mo lang ba o nagbigay ka ba kahit konting panahon sa mga sinasabi ko? Hindi. Ikaw lang ang nagkwento, sumasagot ka lang pag tungkol sa iyo ang pinag-uusapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung nagkwento ako, anong ginawa mo? you asked me to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At anong problema mo at gustong gusto mo akong pinapahiya? Punyeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahala ka na sa buhay mo. Tutal taken ka na naman for the nth time. Putang ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagod na ako. Putang ina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-1866988159931718399?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/1866988159931718399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=1866988159931718399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1866988159931718399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1866988159931718399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/pagod-na-ako.html' title='Pagod Na Ako'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-5887167306573927740</id><published>2007-04-21T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:49:32.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Phone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jerskyboy.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Riq@MwoKCoUAAGVwzE41"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddle src="http://images.jerskyboy.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Riq@MwoKCoUAAGVwzE41/Sample.jpg?et=FxAREu4jKytMDEbR9QrsnA" border=0&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;I got myself a new phone a while ago its LG 8500 Chocolate fone! I'm soo happy.:)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=title_sub_blue&gt;Model : LG 8500 Chocolate™&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG height=6 src="http://ca.lge.com/en/images/blank.gif" width=1&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN class=title_subcontent&gt;Nothing's more tempting than Chocolate™&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG height=6 src="http://ca.lge.com/en/images/blank.gif" width=1&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN class=table_text_bgwhite&gt;Sink your teeth into the luxury and innovation of Chocolate™ by LG. With it's minimalist-inspired style and silky smooth slide design, the Chocolate™ offers a rich array of features that include downloadable mobile media, a glowing, adjustable touch-sensitive keypad, superlative music/video player, luxurious 1.3 megapixel camera/camcorder, Bluetooth® capabilities, and a MicroSD™ memory port for extra storage. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=table_text_bgwhite&gt;source:ca.lge.com&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-5887167306573927740?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/5887167306573927740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=5887167306573927740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5887167306573927740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5887167306573927740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-phone.html' title='New Phone!'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6755543155237120214</id><published>2007-04-21T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T10:28:45.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Of English Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, it's quite annoying when my groupmates asked me how did I get high results in the Canadian Language Benchmark. It is really not in my nature to retort to that question with "Actually, I'm kinda good in English because I got a lot of training back at home". It is more irratating when this blonde groupmate of mine is saying "You are lucky!" Yeah, maybe I was just lucky but hey that is just a part of it. I mean just because you got poor grades in the benchmark I can't have higher grades than yours? Please, my english is a lot better than yours.  A friend, a filipina, told me that maybe they were just amazed about my scores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, most of the Filipinos here have relatively high benchmark scores. At least 5, I guess ,which is acceptable. We can attribute this to the fact that English is a part of our curriculum since we started to attend school. It is like English is our second language. I know, the education in the Philippines is not superb and the current issue of credibility of the teachers. Let's admit it, we know at least one teacher who do english carabao. We should acknowledge the effort of the goverment to include English in the curriculum of elementary and high school education. Once, they even ordered that English will be the medium of instruction but because of our love to our national language, this was not pushed through. The result of the inclusion of English in the curriculum is almost all of those who have finished grade school can understand, write and speak english, english carabao or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some fortunate students, like me, who have attended private schooling there are strict implementation of you should speak english when the subject is taught in english for some schools students were not allowed to speak in Tagalog when in class. In elementary, English is divided into two subjects, Language and Reading. In Language, you learn how to construct a sentence,subject verb agreement and writing compositions. While in Reading, you learn how to read, comprehend  and vocabularies. As you progress, the lessons also progress. Complex structures of sentences, long compositions, longer readings and more vocabularies.&lt;br /&gt;After attending school, our English training does not end. When we are applying for a job, we always bring some english in our pockets. Our resume is in english, job interviews are in english. Corporate correspondence is in English. It is like English is the "formal" language. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other reasons that Filipinos are good in English:&lt;br /&gt;*The our coveted flexible tongue. Filipinos can actually learn different language easily. I read a travel book describing Filipinos as people with Californian accent.&lt;br /&gt;*We love english movies and english shows.&lt;br /&gt;*We love english novels. Basically we love everything "english"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, we often took for granted our English education, we just treat it as part of our subjects that we need to pass but when you meet people who were paying just to learn English and their struggle to speak english fluently you will realize that yes,we are lucky that we got a lot of training in English and it is part of our subjects back in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6755543155237120214?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6755543155237120214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6755543155237120214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6755543155237120214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6755543155237120214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-english-education.html' title='Of English Education'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-5610067632303593872</id><published>2007-04-20T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:15:59.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Yup, thank goodness its friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived my first week on Employment Solutions for Immigrant Youth. This week was very tiring for me. I had been a bum for a month and my body wasn't used to travelling and doing stuffs for a while. I wasn't used to waking up early lately so it's quite a struggle to wake up at 530am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the entire week, I was mentally tired. There were a lot of thinking to do. It is really like attending school all over again. I felt like I was sleep deprived everyday. Luckily, our class today was up to 2pm so I have more time to rest and I took a nap a while a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that I enjoy in Employment Solutions is meeting new people from different culture. I made a lot of friends and as this week came to an end, we were all laughing and exchanging jokes like a class should be. It is really funny when you hear other nationality are trying to speak tagalog. Btw, in contrast to what we know that Filipino is the language of Filipinos. Here they knew that our language is Tagalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was also eventful for me. Aside from starting in Employment Solutions, I had taken my Canadian Language Benchmark Test where I did great and to end the week right, I received my first ever Canadian Paycheck! Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-5610067632303593872?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/5610067632303593872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=5610067632303593872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5610067632303593872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5610067632303593872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3811650384565782679</id><published>2007-04-19T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:54:10.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>My Canadian Language Benchmark Results</title><content type='html'>Listening - 8&lt;br /&gt;Speaking - 8&lt;br /&gt;Reading - 8&lt;br /&gt;Writing - 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Highest mark is 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;Jerson is a fluent speaker of English. He can participate with confidence in formal and informal conversations. He uses a wide range of vocabulary, including many idiomatic expressions. He is able to offer support for his ideas. His writing is well organized into paragraphs. He has a good introduction and conclusion. He uses a wide range of advanced vocabulary. He would benefit from a review of verb tenses, punctuation and subject verb agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I can't believe that I can get a perfect scores in the 3 exams. Yeah I know I suck in writing. Engot kasi ako sa mga verb tenses, punctuation at subject verb agreement. Pero at least I got a 7. Hehehe. Kamusta naman pinagpyestahan sa class yung results ng CBL ko, kamusta naman kasi yung teacher namin inannounce sa buong classroom yung results ko. Kaya ayun ang daming nagtatanong kung ano raw yung ginawa ko at yung iba eh nagtatanong ng tips. Kamusta naman di ba? Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;Ang weird di ba? English yung topic pero tagalog ang way ng pagsusulat ko di ba? Oh well, at least marunong pa rin akong magtagalog. Hehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3811650384565782679?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3811650384565782679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3811650384565782679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3811650384565782679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3811650384565782679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-canadian-language-benchmark-results.html' title='My Canadian Language Benchmark Results'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-5570522622500371072</id><published>2007-04-17T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T19:08:17.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boy your love's so good&lt;BR&gt;I don't wanna let go&lt;BR&gt;And although I should&lt;BR&gt;I can't leave you alone&lt;BR&gt;Cause you're so disarming&lt;BR&gt;I'm caught up in the midst of you&lt;BR&gt;And I cannot resist at all&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boy if I do&lt;BR&gt;The things you wanna to&lt;BR&gt;The way I used to do&lt;BR&gt;Could you love me baby&lt;BR&gt;You leave me feelin used&lt;BR&gt;Cause you go and break my heart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Heartbreaker you've got the best of me&lt;BR&gt;But I just keep on comin' back incessantly&lt;BR&gt;Oh why did you have to run your game on me&lt;BR&gt;I should have known right from the start&lt;BR&gt;You'd go and break my heart&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's a shame to be&lt;BR&gt;So euphoric and weak&lt;BR&gt;When you smile at me&lt;BR&gt;And you tell me things&lt;BR&gt;That you know persuade me&lt;BR&gt;To relinquish my love to you&lt;BR&gt;But I cannot resist at all&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boy if I do&lt;BR&gt;The things you wanna to&lt;BR&gt;The way I used to do&lt;BR&gt;Would you love me baby&lt;BR&gt;You leave me feelin used&lt;BR&gt;Cause you go and break my heart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Heartbreaker you've got the best of me&lt;BR&gt;But I just keep on comin' back incessantly&lt;BR&gt;Oh why did you have to run your game on me&lt;BR&gt;I should have known right from the start&lt;BR&gt;You'd go and break my heart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Heartbreaker you've got the best of me&lt;BR&gt;But I just keep on comin' back incessantly&lt;BR&gt;Oh why did you have to run your game on me&lt;BR&gt;I should have known right from the start&lt;BR&gt;You'd go and break my heart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Heartbreaker you've got the best of me&lt;BR&gt;But I just keep on comin' back incessantly&lt;BR&gt;Oh why did you have to run your game on me&lt;BR&gt;I should have known right from the start&lt;BR&gt;You'd go and break my heart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Heartbreaker you've got the best of me&lt;BR&gt;But I just keep on comin' back incessantly&lt;BR&gt;Oh why did you have to run your game on me&lt;BR&gt;I should have known right from the start&lt;BR&gt;You'd go and break my heart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;BR&gt;(Gimme your love, gimme your love)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-5570522622500371072?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/5570522622500371072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=5570522622500371072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5570522622500371072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5570522622500371072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/heartbreaker.html' title='Heartbreaker'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3933264424567582791</id><published>2007-04-16T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:47:41.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Yup, I survived my first day of school today.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Well...actually, it's not school as in school. It somehow a training program for immigrant youth who are seeking employment here in Canada. Well, the training is classroom style for 8 weeks and there is 2 weeks work exposure. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Everything reminds me of first time in college. Meeting new faces but the difference is there is a new barrier. Language. Since everyone comes from different nationality and cultures, it is easier to be friends with the people with the same nationality. Basically the reason was, naghahanap ng kasama and syempre yung makakausap mo without using a second language.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;As usual, the "introduce yourself" never fails to be present. That, I will say our major activity in the morning. Actually, majority of the people are nice. There is one thing they are very strict. You failed to submit your homework on time or you failed to do your homework, deduct from your paycheck. Failed to come on time, deductions again. To my surprise there is a final exams. Oh my...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Since I said that it reminds me of college, the I'm getting sleepy thing is starting to attack again. I'm beginning to dread Monday and especially Wednesday, even if it is computer class the whole day, I mean we will be handled by one teacher the whole day, even if he's ok I mean whole day? On wednesday, I have evening class till 8pm.. omigosh...sigh..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;That's all for now.. I need to do my readings...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3933264424567582791?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3933264424567582791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3933264424567582791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3933264424567582791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3933264424567582791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6370864810989808127</id><published>2007-04-15T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:44:05.058-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>It's Been A Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sigh... how time flies. Its already a month since I stepped on the land called Canada. In my one month stay, as loser as it sounds, there's nothing much happened to me. You might wonder why, well l can enumerate the reasons. First, when we arrived here, it was freaking cold. It was winter, what you should expect? Basically, what we saw winter in the movies is not really the same winter here. Its not winter wonderland. Maybe because nabigla rin ako with the weather. I mean from tropical heat to freezing cold without passing mild hot,warm,somehow cold..oh well you get the picture. Second, my freaking feet aches ever since we landed here. Yes you read it right, feet. At first it was just the right foot, then manifestation of pain in my left foot started and then it turned to super pain. Luckily for me they didn't hurt at the same time. Giving me a way to walk. Yep, we can blame it to the temperature here, and oh we can also blame it to my high uric acid. Lastly, unemployed implies no moolah, no moolah implies stay at home. Well, don't get me wrong, not that I didn't get out of the house at least once, in fact I do, more than once actually. It's just that I, myself, don't really want to get out of the house. I became more of a TV person. Besides, I psyched myself that I'll rest for a little while but I think I over did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my observations and realizations in my one month stay here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Family gatherings of Filipinos here are clustered into three groups: The old group which includes parents and grand parents; the young ones which includes the babies, todlers and basically the children and lastly the teens. Well, its quite understandable since immigrants are usually a family and their children were all under 18. I never realized that being an early 20 adult will be out of placed in that kind of gathering. Or maybe people of my age are just working. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** For some strange reasons, Filipino teens here reminds me of Ele's bf, Pau, in other words..uhm maangas. Hehehe. Or just may be I'm not used with it. Mind you their maangas porma is not as cheap as the maangas back in the Philippines. In short, they are not jologs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Health care here is number one priority. Almost all of your medical needs, one of the exception is drugs(no not the illegal one!), are shouldered by the goverment. Meaning if you are sick, tiis factor is not an option because almost everything is free. The only excuse will be you are just lazy or afraid to go to the doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Appointments are really important here. Most services here really wanted that you made an appointment first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Time is important. Even the bus has time. If you were late for your bus, you'll have to wait for at least 30 minutes for the next one. Meaning you are totally late for your appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** People riding bus strictly follows exact fare. Pedestrians are priority. Yup cars will stop if you are crossing the streets unlike back there you are the one who needs to stop or else BANG! In short most people here have discipline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** In terms of crime, basically the same back there. Although we got younger criminals here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** CSI is really an interesting show. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6370864810989808127?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6370864810989808127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6370864810989808127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6370864810989808127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6370864810989808127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-month.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Month'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-1618216022337983166</id><published>2007-04-15T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:47:57.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the..I'm The Devil??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;A href='http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p'&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;P align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really &amp;quot;Satan&amp;quot; at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;A href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot&gt;http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/A&gt;" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-1618216022337983166?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/1618216022337983166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=1618216022337983166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1618216022337983166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1618216022337983166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-thei-devil.html' title='What the..I&amp;#39;m The Devil??'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7086098158558939239</id><published>2007-04-15T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T11:12:09.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What In A Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV id=contentstart&gt;You entered: &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Jerson Santos&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;There are 12 letters in your name.&lt;BR&gt;Those 12 letters total to 43&lt;BR&gt;There are 4 vowels and 8 consonants in your name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your number is:&lt;/B&gt; 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The characteristics of #7 are: &lt;/B&gt;Analysis, understanding, knowledge, awareness, studious, meditating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The expression or destiny for #7:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought, analysis, introspection, and seclusiveness are all characteristics of the expression number 7. The hallmark of the number 7 is a good mind, and especially good at searching out and finding the truth. You are so very capable of analyzing, judging and discriminating, that very little ever escapes your observation and deep understanding. You are the type of person that can really get involved in a search for wisdom or hidden truths, often becoming an authority on whatever it is your are focusing on. This can easily be of a technical or scientific nature, or it may be religious or occult, it matters very little, you pursue knowledge with the same sort of vigor. You can make a very fine teacher, or because of a natural inclination toward the spiritual, you may become deeply emerged in religious affairs or even psychic explorations. You tend to operate on a rather different wavelength, and many of your friends may not really know you very well. The positive aspects of the 7 expression are that you can be a true perfectionist in a very positive sense of the word. You are very logical, and usually employ a quite rational approach to most things you do. You can be so rational at times that you almost seem to lack emotion, and when you are faced with an emotional situation, you may have a bit of a problem coping with it. You have excellent capabilities to study and learn really deep and difficult subjects, and to search for hidden fundamentals. At full maturity you are likely to be a very peaceful and poised individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;If there is an over supply of the number 7 in your makeup, the negative aspects of the number may be apparent. The chief negative of 7 relates to the limited degree of trust that you may have in people. A tendency to be highly introverted can make you a bit on the self-centered side, certainly very much self-contained . Because of this, you are not very adaptable, and you may tend to be overly critical and intolerant. You really like to work alone, at your own pace and in your own way. You neither show or understand emotions very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your Soul Urge number is:&lt;/B&gt; 9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;A Soul Urge number of 9 means: &lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;With a 9 Soul Urge, you want to give to others, usually in a humanitarian or philanthropic manner. You are highly motivated to give friendship, affection and love. And you are generous in giving of your knowledge and experience. You have very sharing urges, and you are likely to have a great deal to share. Your concern for others makes you a very sympathetic and generous person with a sensitive and compassionate nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;You are able to view life in very broad and intuitive terms. You often express high ideals and an inspirational approach to life. If you are able to fully realize the potential of your motivation, you will be a very self-sacrificing person who is able to give freely without being concerned about any return or reward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;As with all human beings, you are prone to sometimes express the negative attitudes inherent to your Soul Urges. You may become too sensitive and tend to express emotions strongly at times. There can be significant conflict between higher aims and personal ambitions. You may resent the idea of giving all of the time and, in fact, if there is too much 9 energy in your nature you may reject the idea. You may often be disappointed in the lack of perfection in yourself and others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your Inner Dream number is:&lt;/B&gt; 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;An Inner Dream number of 7 means: &lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;---&gt; Ang daya walang interpretation ng first name ko...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7086098158558939239?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7086098158558939239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7086098158558939239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7086098158558939239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7086098158558939239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-in-name.html' title='What In A Name?'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-5210156059060292479</id><published>2007-04-14T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:26:20.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>Ala-ala ng Galera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/RiFi9oOj7FI/AAAAAAAAABw/Dajpudw0giA/s1600-h/Funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053429067796442194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/RiFi9oOj7FI/AAAAAAAAABw/Dajpudw0giA/s400/Funny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The never before seen photo.Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-5210156059060292479?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/5210156059060292479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=5210156059060292479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5210156059060292479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5210156059060292479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/ala-ala-ng-galera.html' title='Ala-ala ng Galera'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/RiFi9oOj7FI/AAAAAAAAABw/Dajpudw0giA/s72-c/Funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-6890960158296114071</id><published>2007-04-13T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:17:39.423-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'>Dark Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I told myself that I wouldn't blog this if I'm still in the dark, but now since everything is starting to fit into place I think I can write about this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in my wildest dream that I will be living in Canada. I can't count the times that I have said that I don't want to go to Canada and I will stay at the Philippines for the rest of my life. I made that choice once and I sticked to my choice...for a while. Maybe there were really times that you don't have any choice and you just let yourself be taken into the flow of events that is happening. Thus I am here in Canada, not by choice maybe destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed that everything happen for a reason. Yet it is finding the reason and understanding the reason is the most difficult thing to do. The day that I left, I still have the strong feeling to go back. I'm on Hongkong airport, I still want to go back and I told myself if I don't go back right now there is no turning back. Vancouver airport, I just want to get there, I'm tired I just want to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first night here, I cried til i fell asleep. I really don't want to be here. The following days seemed to be endless. I didn't want to get out of the house, not because it was so cold, its just I'm really not interested. I was still attached to the things that I left behind. Thinking what if I didn't leave at all? Would I be happier if I stay there? All of my friends were there, how can I adjust here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks passed and I was starting to feel the pressure that I need to find a job. My brother gave me brochures of different agencies that offer Employment Assistance for Immigrants. I didn't give a damn about the brochures thinking I can find a job here that I want without any help from that. I have good credentials so it would be easy for me. So I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the internet for jobs. Nothing fits my preference. There is no such job in the internet that suited me. I was told not to expect that I will get the same job that I used to have in the Philippines. Realizations started to fill my mind. I shouldn't went here. Back home, I have a good job, I know some of you might disagree, but really I used to have a good job. The compensation is relatively okay, the enviroment is somehow fun, the perks are superb and actually, I was really enjoying what I'm doing. Now I need to be in this job that I think I really don't like. Yet I have no choice. I sent out resumes and wait for phone calls or any forms of correspondence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks passed and I received no phone calls, no email and no anything. I started to be depressed. I used to have credentials that employers in the Philippines will surely take notice of. Suddenly, graduating in the University of the Philippines means nothing. No plus point ,no advantage at all. I am now officially included on the commoners. I started to lose hope. Every minutes that passed seemed like death for me. I don't like here. I do not belong here. I want to go back home. I started to think that I'll get any job and I'll raise enough money for me to go home and work there. My only escape is the internet. I can connect with my former life through internet, I can talk with my friends and yet I don't want them to know that I'm not happy here. Hence, I made an illusion that I'm ok. Only kulet knows that I'm not that happy. Then I get tired of it. I know that it will only frustrate me if I continued talking with them. I need to start my life here but the question is how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my father presented again the brochure to me. Insisting that I should call them. Just to give him peace of mind. I called EPW and SUCCESS. What the heck, I need to get over with it and I really need job, badly. I set up an appointment. First I went to EPW. The counselor gave me pointers but she'll send me somewhere else, rejection I thought. She said that I should try Employment Solutions for Immigrant Youth, 10 weeks training with pay, spark of hope. The following day i went to ES and filled up an application form, I was told to come on wednesday for the orientation. They were not sure if I will be included in the April 16 bacth or to the July batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday came and I went to the orientation. At the orientation, the eagerness of me being accepted and be included in april batch to started to go strong. I thought they will announce the batches on the same day but they will just call us on thursday or friday for us to know when will be starting. I prayed that I will be included in the april bacth. I waited for the call, hoping, I just can't take another rejection anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I received a call and then the good news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm still in the dark right now but I also know that my dark days is about to end. I can see clearly now and I can see all obstacles that are in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly remember my quote on my college yearbook:"You don't need to be great to start but you need to start somewhere to be great"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighter days are coming ahead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-6890960158296114071?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/6890960158296114071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=6890960158296114071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6890960158296114071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/6890960158296114071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/dark-days.html' title='Dark Days'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-4821573719278152153</id><published>2007-04-12T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T12:28:04.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>I Can See Clearly Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yup, everything is starting to have a direction right  now. What I've been praying for is finally here. I am accepted at Employment Solutions for Immigrant Youth for their training sessions for 10 weeks and they will pay me for that. It's like a classroom set up and all but with canadian work atmosphere. I know its not a big thing as having a job but at least this is good and I must start somewhere and I know this will be just the beginning of my new life here at Canada. This will also be a venue where I can interact with other people and maybe develop my personality here. I'm just so happy receiving that call because I know I'll be accepted in the program but I just don't know when will I start and the options are this coming monday and July. Of course, I want to be in the former batch so that I can start immediately. I know if I make it here, everything will just follow. Wish me luck guys!;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Can See Clearly Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see clearly now the rain is gone&lt;br /&gt;I can see all obstacles in my way&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can make it now the pain is gone&lt;br /&gt;And all of the bad feelings have disappeared&lt;br /&gt;Here is the rainbow I've been praying for&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look all around, nothing but blue skies&lt;br /&gt;Look straight ahead, nothing but blue skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see clearly now the rain is gone&lt;br /&gt;I can see all obstacles in my way&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-4821573719278152153?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/4821573719278152153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=4821573719278152153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4821573719278152153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/4821573719278152153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-can-see-clearly-now.html' title='I Can See Clearly Now'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-5228230440858933995</id><published>2007-04-08T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:55:15.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>From Bebs and For Kulet</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter Everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;FROM BEBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR REAL NAME?&lt;br /&gt;Jerson Santos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first three letters of your name, plus izzle)&lt;br /&gt;Jerizzle (yak jerky na lang hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal)&lt;br /&gt;blue dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name and current street name)&lt;br /&gt;Jerson Jefferson (wala akong middle name eh!Naks ryhme hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 3 letters of mom's maiden name)&lt;br /&gt;SanJeCho (waw chinese na korean hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd favorite color, favorite drink)&lt;br /&gt;Red Lemonade! My power is from the lemons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. IRAQI NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of your dads middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, last letter of your moms middle name)&lt;br /&gt;Enhs-as I said wala kaming mga middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother/father middle name)&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. GOTH NAME: (3rd favorite color, and the name of one your pets)&lt;br /&gt;Green nothing hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. SCIENTIFIC NAME (for the genus: nickname then add licious, for the species: add cannabis, be sure to capitalize first letter of genus name)&lt;br /&gt;Jelicious cannabis..Nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. ANIME NAME (last 2 letters of last name plus harakiri)&lt;br /&gt;Osharakiri-&gt;duh harakiri is suicide?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. NAME AT NIGHT (first 2 letters of middle name then add shalala)&lt;br /&gt;Jeshalala (la ako middle name sorry kayo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. UNDERGROUND NAME (ka then nickname plus ing)&lt;br /&gt;ka Jeing? Ka Jerking? Ka Jerkying? Ka Jerskying?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. TYPHOON NAME (last 3 letters of mother's middle name then yang)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing-yang hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. DINOSAUR NAME (fav fruit plus "asaur")&lt;br /&gt;Coconutasaur. -waw talino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Kulet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T I&lt;br /&gt;By: Liz Phair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a load of me&lt;br /&gt;Get a load of you&lt;br /&gt;Walkin' down the street&lt;br /&gt;And I hardly know you&lt;br /&gt;It's just like we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands with you&lt;br /&gt;And we're out at night&lt;br /&gt;Got a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;You say it isn't right&lt;br /&gt;And I've got someone waiting too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, this is just the beginning&lt;br /&gt;We're already wet&lt;br /&gt;And we're gonna go swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?&lt;br /&gt;It's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact that we're gonna get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this the best part of breakin' up&lt;br /&gt;Finding someone else you can't get enough of&lt;br /&gt;Someone who wants to be with you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch&lt;br /&gt;But wouldn't it be beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are&lt;br /&gt;We're at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;We haven't fucked yet &lt;em&gt;--&gt;oh so true! nyahahaa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heads spinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?&lt;br /&gt;It's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact that we're gonna get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love for you to make me wonder&lt;br /&gt;Where it's goin'?&lt;br /&gt;I'd love for you to pull me under&lt;br /&gt;Somethin's growin'&lt;br /&gt;For this that we can control&lt;br /&gt;Baby I am dyin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?&lt;br /&gt;It's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact that we're gonna get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt;Why can't I get over you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-5228230440858933995?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/5228230440858933995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=5228230440858933995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5228230440858933995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/5228230440858933995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/from-bebs-and-for-kulet.html' title='From Bebs and For Kulet'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7712678581264286591</id><published>2007-04-07T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T12:52:37.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I Say A Little Prayer</title><content type='html'>The moment I wake up&lt;br /&gt;Before I put on my makeup&lt;br /&gt;I say a little prayer for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While combing my hair, now&lt;br /&gt;And wonder what dress to wear, now&lt;br /&gt;I say a little prayer for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever, you'll stay in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you&lt;br /&gt;Forever, and ever, we never will part&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I'll love you&lt;br /&gt;Together, together, that's how it must be&lt;br /&gt;To live without you&lt;br /&gt;Would only mean heartbreak for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run for the bus, dear&lt;br /&gt;While riding I think of us, dear&lt;br /&gt;I say a little prayer for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I just take time&lt;br /&gt;And all through my coffee break-time&lt;br /&gt;I say a little prayer for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever, you'll stay in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you&lt;br /&gt;Forever, and ever, we never will part&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I'll love you&lt;br /&gt;Together, together, that's how it must be&lt;br /&gt;To live without you&lt;br /&gt;Would only mean heartbreak for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say a little prayer for you&lt;br /&gt;I say a little prayer for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever, you'll stay in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you&lt;br /&gt;Forever, and ever, we never will part&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I'll love you&lt;br /&gt;Together, together, that's how it must be&lt;br /&gt;To live without you&lt;br /&gt;Would only mean heartbreak for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling, believe me&lt;br /&gt;For me there is no one, but you&lt;br /&gt;Please love me, too&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Answer my prayer&lt;br /&gt;Say you love me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you answer my prayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, every day I say a little prayer&lt;br /&gt;I said, I say, I say a little prayer&lt;div 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Prayer'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-1221527232894428404</id><published>2007-04-02T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:56:45.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>Bus Ride - Canadian Style</title><content type='html'>Got my very first bus ride a while a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike here in the Philippines, we just stop the bus when we were on the street. Here you should what Bus number you should ride and what time will it pass on the nearest bus stop. There are only few buses here so you need to wait 30 minutes or so before the next bus with the same bus number arrives. Unless of course you know other routes using transfers which is quite uhm inconvenient especially if you know that there is a bus that goes directly to your destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$2 is the fare, malayo or malapit. If you need to transfer to another bus, just asked for a transfer ticket to the bus driver. Valid yun for one hour. Meaning kung sa pupuntahan mo less than an hour ka lang, you can use the transfer ticket to go back home like yung ginawa namin kanina. You can also buy tickets in advance in a cheaper price or a monthly unlimited pass. Medyo mahirap kasi ang barya dito eh.Kasi you need to pay exact fare for the bus and barya lang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disiplinado ang mga drivers dito, I mean compared di ba? hehehe. Bus stops lang talaga ang hinto nila. The bus is quite comfy, maluwag hindi siksikan and kahit may nakatayo maluwag pa rin. Think Lrt 2 here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre baba na lang ako may bloopers pa, kasi sa likod kami bumaba nung pauwi na, hindi nahawakan ng dad ko yung door ang tendency sumara, so panic ako, hindi ko alam kung pano buksan, fortunately may Canadian guy na nag-open ng door for me. Yak kahiya. Obvious na first timer. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow na naman. Hays.. kala ko spring na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natuwa ako sa email mo sa akin kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really happy that we keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like you choosing me not me choosing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood-Happy.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-1221527232894428404?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/1221527232894428404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=1221527232894428404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1221527232894428404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1221527232894428404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/04/bus-ride-canadian-style.html' title='Bus Ride - Canadian Style'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3693429513053357722</id><published>2007-03-30T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T09:49:48.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>Re-Issue #2 The Lait Duo Saga</title><content type='html'>As I've said before I will be posting some old entries from my old blogs here. Here is the compilation of the lait duo saga (including bloopers). Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25,2005-Tuwing Umuulan at Kapiling ka (Not a Love Story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napapadalas ang bonding namin ni meann lately. Itong week na ata na ito 3 beses kaming nagkita. At sa tuwing nagkikita kami aba, for some strange reason, laging umuulan! At syempre kagabi yung pinakamalakas yung ulan ahehehe.La lang nakakatuwa lang isipin na nagagawa pa rin namin yung ginagawa namin back in college na laging nagdidinner tapos kwentuhan lang na umaabot ng 2 oras. tapos kung magkwentuhan parang sila lang ang tao sa lugar na iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kwento ko lang ang mga bloopers namin ni meann kagabiSa jollibee..kung magkwentuhan parang sobrang layo ng kausap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Shangri-la parang nawawalang mga bata in search of magandang cellphone, tho, hinahanap talaga namin ang nokia store dun pero mukhang wala ata hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"malandi ba ako?seryoso?"&lt;br /&gt;"ngayong ka lang kasi nakakita ng 'toot' mo na 'toot' ka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 21, 2005 - Your O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naranasan nyo na ba na sobrang matawa sa isang bagay and then after 20 minutes eh hindi pa rin kayo makaget over dahil dun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganyan nangyari sa akin last tuesday. Nag-uusap kami ni meann sa ym tapos napag-usapan namin yung crush nya na dinedeny nya pero in reality crush nya talaga yung guy. So ayun tawa ako ng tawa tapos nung paalis na ako para imeet sya sa edsa central, di pa rin ako  makaget over hanggang bago ako makasakay sa mrt nangingiti pa rin ako, mukha akong engot actually dahil di ko mapigilan mangiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nung nagkita na kami ni Meann syempre kwentuhan at tawanan ever and then nung bandang last part na ng kwentuhan namin ayun biglang naging heavy ang topic namin...I'm really blessed to have a friend like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eksenang EPS:&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: The Lait duo strikes&lt;br /&gt;Meann: Je dito na tayo sa bridge dumaan papuntang edsa central"&lt;br /&gt;Me:Wow di naman masyadong masikip dito (referring to the stairs)&lt;br /&gt;Me mga highschool student na bumababa&lt;br /&gt;girl daw:I say a little LETTER to you&lt;br /&gt;Boy:UUY!&lt;br /&gt;Nagkatingin kami ni meann&lt;br /&gt;Je:Tama ba yung pagkakarinig ko?I say a little letter to you?&lt;br /&gt;Meann: OO nga&lt;br /&gt;Je and Meann:WAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So figure it out sino ang mas tanga ang babae (daw) na kumanta ng maling lyrics ng SAY A LITTLE PRAYER o yung lalaking nagreact ng UUUY!?ahehhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: The lait duo strikes again&lt;br /&gt;Habang pumapasok sa edsa central&lt;br /&gt;Je:di naman masyadong lax ang security nila&lt;br /&gt;Meann:Pag me bomba ka dito ka dadaan pag wala sa baba&lt;br /&gt;Je and Meann:WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3:Jollibee usual events&lt;br /&gt;Pag kumakain kami ni meann sa jollibee may dalawang bagay na usual na nangyayari&lt;br /&gt;1:laging may langaw sa paligid namin&lt;br /&gt;2:Habang nasa kasarapan ng kwentuhan at tawanan may magiinterrupt sa amin, yung una nagsurvey at ang recent nagbigay ng calling card if ever interested sa business..&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Very rude ang maginterrupt ng mga tao habang nasa kasarapan ng kwentuhan at tawanan! Hmmp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 28, 2005 - The Curse of the Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual bonding uli kami ni Meann. The difference is we were not ourselves yesterday. Parehong nasa low ang energy level namin before we meet pero nung nagkita na kami walang katapusang kwentuhan at tawanan ang nangyari at guess where kung saan kami nagkita, sa aming paboritong Jollibee. Nakakatuwa na kahit maghapon na kaming magka-ym eh hindi pa rin kami nauubusan ng kwento ni Meann. Like yung usapan naman from problems to love to lovelife to panlalait to problems to bitterness kasi walang natanggap na something from the admirer basta di kami nauubusan ng kwento. I'm just hoping na di kami magsawa sa routine namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Jollibee ever since na kumain kami dun hindi pa nabbreak ang mga sumusunod na pangyayari:&lt;br /&gt;1.) May Langaw lagi sa table namin&lt;br /&gt;2.) Sa kasarapan ng kwentuhan at tawanan laging may nag-iinterrupt lintek&lt;br /&gt;3.) Ang pantog ni Meann ang aming signal para umuwi na ("Je uwi na tayo naiihi na ako")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 18,2005 - Singles Night Out Ep1 &amp; Ep2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAIT DUO STRIKES AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;Habang nasa jeep kami may eksenang ganito:&lt;br /&gt;coño girl: I have a joke. Anong sinasabi ng fish na mamatay na (she was saying this with a loud voice)&lt;br /&gt;coño girlfriend:Ano?&lt;br /&gt;coño girl: I'm Daeng! Ahahaha (Imagine Kris Aquino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few minutes later&lt;br /&gt;coño girl: Ok bye na (bumbaba na sya with her guy friend)&lt;br /&gt;coño girlfriend suddenly realized that nasa kanya pala yung wallet ng kanyang friend, mega naglean sya para makita sya nung friend nya na nakababa na at mega smile, while waving the wallet and mega pacute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more minutes later nasa mrt station na kami&lt;br /&gt;Me: Meann yung....&lt;br /&gt;So katakut takot na panlalait na naman ang inabot ng mga coño girls sa aming dalawa ni Meann.Wahehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 9,2005 - Lait Duo Goes to Shangri-La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choose no place to do our thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, Meann and I ate at Wendy's Shang. It some kind of a food court so we can observe many people who are also eating at the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lait 1&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ang cute nung nakagreen&lt;br /&gt;Meann:Kamukha sya ni Dennis Trillo pag nakaside view&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ay may kasama, cute din na guy.baka bading&lt;br /&gt;Meann:Pwede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lait 2&lt;br /&gt;Me:Bakit kailangan pang iba ang tawag sa upsize at biggie size?Ang hirap tuloy dalawa pa yung sasabihin&lt;br /&gt;Meann:Nyak pareho lang ng prize ang tanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lait 3&lt;br /&gt;Me:Yak meann tignan mo yung guy o, me kasamang matandang bading.Cute pa naman yung guy.Yak Meann parang binubugaw kasi yung may dumating pang isa pang matandang bading.&lt;br /&gt;Meann:Asan?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Ayun o nakita mo yung nakagreen?sa kanan&lt;br /&gt;Meann:Yung nakabrown?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Asan nakabrown.&lt;br /&gt;Meann:grabe Je, chuva nga yan kasi sya pa umoorder tas paisa isa pa.Ano ba yan walang pinipling lugar&lt;br /&gt;Me:Grabe Meann hindi sya pangganyan&lt;br /&gt;Meann:Nasusuka na ako&lt;br /&gt;Me:Tapos o magkakamag-anak lang pala sila. Marurumi lang pala isip natin!Me and Meann:WAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that these are only excerpts of the original entries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3693429513053357722?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3693429513053357722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3693429513053357722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3693429513053357722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3693429513053357722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/re-issue-2-lait-duo-saga.html' title='Re-Issue #2 The Lait Duo Saga'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7373103071982056644</id><published>2007-03-25T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:22:41.801-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Melting Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spring is really here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow are starting to melt. Temperature is starting to rise. The new season is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a dream, I flew back in the Philippines without my family's knowledge. I went back to work at Starcom and I live my usual life back there. Then I came back to my senses. I'm still at my bed, here at Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then realized some things. How can I start living my life here if I'm stil attached to the life that I left behind? All I do is rant about not liking it here and the passion for me to go home, back in the Philippines. There is nothing more that I can do. I'm here, literally stuck in here. How passionate I might be, there is no way that I can go back right now, just for now. I just need to accept the fact that I'm here and all I can do is to live my life here. Part of that, is letting go of my past. Letting go of the life that I used to have. So maybe I might not communicate with some people from my past for now, so that I can live my life here. So as early as now, I apologize to those people who will send an email, I might not reply to some of you for now. I really just need to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the snow that is slowly melting, I'm letting go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM SHITS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Even before, I find myself as an avid viewer of the Ellen Degeneres Show. Whenever I had the chance to watch it, I watched the show. Right now, I'm a big fan of Ellen. I even watched her old sitcom Ellen. I really find her funny. I guess her talk show is the only american talk show that I watched because of Ellen. I mean I usually find myself absorbed with Ellen's blabbering even if sometimes it is nonesense but funny. Unlike Maury or Oprah(sometimes..uhm I rarely watched this) that I watched the show because of the topics on that episodes. Ellen is also not pretentious unlike uhm well..Tyra Banks in the Tyra Banks Show. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I've watched My Bestfriend's Wedding (again) yesterday, wala lang I just can't get tired of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I've finally watched Legally Blonde last friday, I have seen the sequel but I never got the chance to watch the first one until last friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I still don't understand why people in the Maury show made an extra effort to go to the show just to humiliate themselves. I mean ok I understand the paternity and lie detector test, its quite expensive but to go to the show just to reveal a secret, like cheating or being a prostitute and stuff? I mean can't you just talk it over in the privacy of their own home? Maybe its for fame and I guess some dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I'm quite happy that Meann and I are still in contact thru email almost everyday. Two weeks na Meann! ahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7373103071982056644?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7373103071982056644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7373103071982056644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7373103071982056644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7373103071982056644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/melting-snow.html' title='Melting Snow'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-3819730092279926020</id><published>2007-03-22T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T09:03:56.442-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'>Just When I Needed You Most</title><content type='html'>And you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like you knew that I needed you. You just came up popping on my messenger window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is I just finished replying on your mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what to say and yes, it lifted up my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for saving me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-3819730092279926020?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/3819730092279926020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=3819730092279926020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3819730092279926020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/3819730092279926020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-when-i-needed-you-most.html' title='Just When I Needed You Most'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7384733867071807392</id><published>2007-03-21T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T08:32:23.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Of Anxieties and Waiting</title><content type='html'>These two weren't supposed to mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it having to wait and be nervous on the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope everything is ok... I mean everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share picture of me and my dear friend Rae.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044369914615812514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/RgEztgxX0aI/AAAAAAAAABk/LvspRpoQeI0/s320/520760028l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First ever Neo print hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7384733867071807392?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7384733867071807392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7384733867071807392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7384733867071807392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7384733867071807392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/of-anxieties-and-waiting.html' title='Of Anxieties and Waiting'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/RgEztgxX0aI/AAAAAAAAABk/LvspRpoQeI0/s72-c/520760028l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-1971533690553469451</id><published>2007-03-17T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:00:25.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>I still haven't got a decent sleep. In my 5 days stay here, my average sleep per day is approximately 4 hours and that was not during night time. Still have jet lag. I hope I can adjust with the timezone ASAP. It is really killing me staying awake during the wee hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing Filipino shows, especially noontime variety shows. Unfortunately, we don't have TFC in our house. Although there are a lot of shows to choose from it is not the same as Filipino tv shows. Its either movies or sitcoms or old soaps or game shows. I miss watching live tv shows,  I think the only live tv show here is the news. Although it amazed me that in one channel they are showing uncensored movies, aka R18, in the wee hours of the night. Not much censorship here unlike in the Philippines. Although its not X-Rated, but close. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, having an Savings Account here is not as hard as in the Philippines. We just got our ATM card earlier today. Although it still confused me what's the difference between a Credit Union and a Bank. I got an account in a Credit Union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get a decent sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-1971533690553469451?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/1971533690553469451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=1971533690553469451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1971533690553469451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/1971533690553469451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7010174050844197216</id><published>2007-03-16T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T08:56:27.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Like Eating Ice Cream On A Winter Season</title><content type='html'>And yes, I did that. I ate ice cream while its freaking cold here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still hard for me adjusting here especially my sleeping habits. Tulog ako sa umaga, gising sa gabi. Adik hehehe.  Medyo hindi pa kasi adjusted ang biological clock ko. They called it jet lag. Nakakainis na nga minsan eh. Like yesterday, the firt time I saw flurries (in tagalog umaambon ng nyebe, hehehe), tinamaan ako ng matinding antok! So hindi ko sya masyadong naenjoy ng matagal kasi natulog ako. Pero di bale may snow fall naman bukas. Sana makakita ako ng snow flakes hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already miss my friends sa Philippines. I actually miss Philippines already. Ang aga kong mahome sick. Siguro dahil hindi rin ako lumalabas dito.Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7010174050844197216?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7010174050844197216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7010174050844197216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7010174050844197216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7010174050844197216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/like-eating-ice-cream-on-winter-season.html' title='Like Eating Ice Cream On A Winter Season'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2523633148177528151</id><published>2007-03-15T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T08:50:01.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>The past two or three days had been full of firsts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First Airplane ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my childhood dreams is to ride an airplane. Actually it was one of mode of transportation that I haven't tried yet. So going to Canada will require me to ride an airplane thus dream come true. I was going to ride a plane not once but thrice. Since we have two connecting fligts, first is from Manila to Hongkong then Hongkong to Vancouver and finally, Vancouver to Winnipeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experience wasn't actually a superb but its not  tragic also. I just didn't enjoy the entire thing.  A defective seat, looooong airport walks (nothing beats Hongkong Airport so far for me!), a bumpy ride, nausea, gas pains, not-so-delicious airplane meal, nose bleed, and  delayed flight (4 hours delay!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said it was not a tragic one too. I got window seat,  they served Hagen-Daz ice cream, the movie selections on the plane was good (Dream Girls was one of the movies you can choose to watch but I settled for Happy Feet since the domestic flight from Vancouver to Winnipeg is only 2 hours and 40 minutes), and a complimentary head set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First Taste of Canada:SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup the moment I stepped out of  Winnipeg Airport I immediately felt the chill. It's like entering a freezer. Sobrang lamig and muntik ko ng hindi kayanin. Snow are everywhere. Although I want to experice snow falling from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you were inside your house it is still cold, mind you may heater na yun. Pag binubuksan nga yung door eh para kang nagbukas ng ref.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnipeg is way different from Philippines. Actually, it is how I imagine Canada. Yung parang napapanood mo sa movies or sa foreign TV shows ganun yung dating. Yesterday, pumunta rin kami sa downtown (kung baga sa metro manila ito yung makati) para asikasuhin yung SIN and Health Card number namin sobrang ganda, I mean, no traffic tas meron talagang metro kung magpapark ka sa tabi ng kalasada. Kaso sobrang lamig nung naglakad kami lalo na pag humahangin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana kayanin ko ang life dito...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2523633148177528151?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2523633148177528151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2523633148177528151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2523633148177528151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2523633148177528151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-740078808761515646</id><published>2007-03-12T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T02:15:19.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramatology'/><title type='text'>The Last Goodbye for Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"There are places I remember, all my life, and some have changed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some forever not for better, some had gone and some remain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though I know I'll never ever lose affection to people and place that went before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I'll oftern stop and think about them..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my life, I love them all.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past two weeks were full of despididas and goodbyes. And it really sad that I'm leaving special people behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despedida from Berks at A Venetto at Glorietta. Its quite sad that Zel was not there. She's one of my closest pa naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the despidida from Starcom, I really appreciated the video na ginawa nina Tin and Kate for me. Actually it brought back all fun memories in Starcom. Although hindi naman ako naiyak kasi naman nilagay nila yung mga funny pics ko dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wendz, treated me for merienda at Sbarro Sm North.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Rae accompanied me to Kulet's gig and surprisingly it was also the last time na magkikita kami ni Kulet. Afterwards, Rae and I went to Eastwood to do this Neoprint thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bebs and I had our last dinner kasama rin pala si Mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas lumabas kami ni Meann for the last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I had dinner with Jae, Ji and Ken my former officemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Farewell to you my friend, we'll see each other again.. Don't worry 'coz it's not the end of everything. I may be miles away but here where my heart will stay with you... my friends with you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro one of the reasons that I don't feel excited about the Canada thing is because I'm leaving my friends behind. I treasured my friends kasi and most of my fun memories are with friends. Don't get me wrong, I won't exchange my family for my friends. Its quite sad that I won't be seeing them or to spend time with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm leaving on a jet plane..Don't know when I'll be back again"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun din yung isa. Hindi ko alam kung kailan ako babalik. Its weirds me when people say that dalaw ka or kita uli tayo and the question is kailan. Even I, don't know when I'll be back again. I'm sure it will take me at least 5 years before I go back here at the Philippines.. well given that everything will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This is the last time that I'll ever gonna be here tonight"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our flight.. So this will be the last day that I'll be spending here in the Philippines. Goodbye SMS na rin, I mean at least here. This will also be my last post that I will be doing here at the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sa lahat ng mga taong nakasama ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you that you won't be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, all I can do is look forward for a new life that will going to start tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes the rest is still unwritten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Promise me you wait for me. Coz I'll be saving all my love for you, and I will be home soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be home soon.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-740078808761515646?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/740078808761515646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=740078808761515646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/740078808761515646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/740078808761515646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-are-places-i-remember-all-my-life.html' title='The Last Goodbye for Now.'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7358044421830417140</id><published>2007-02-18T19:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:20:11.995-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>Tayo ay Mamasyal sa Peryahan</title><content type='html'>Last Friday and Saturday, medyo lagare ako sa peryahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:UP Fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This maybe my last UP Fair at medyo matagalan bago maulit uli. Ang sarap ng feeling kasi parang that time nakasama ko uli yung mga college friends ko. I mean ang tagal din before naulit yun. Catching up kung baga. Syempre papunta pa lang sa fair tawa na ako ng tawa kasi si Lea ba naman ang kasama mo tignan ko lang kung di ka maubusan ng dugo. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun, nakakatuwa kasi kumpleto ang berks, oops, almost complete lang pala. Ang sarap ng feeling na kasi matagal uli bago maulit yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dumating si Meann, my gulay, syempre sobrang paimportante kasi pinalabas pa kami ni JD para makuha ticket nya. Hehehe. Tas nung lumabas kami nagulat naman ako nung nakita ko si Meann. Medyo tumaba kasi si Meann eh. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas since re-entry kami iba yung pila namin dun sa mga papasok. Aba itong si Meann nagmaganda nakipila sa amin. And of course ginamit ang katawan para lang makapasok. Wahehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best hirit from April:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me:Baka naman nagkakadevelop-an na kayo ni Palo?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;April:(with a very loud voice) Anong tingin mo sa akin? Walang Boyfriend? May boyfriend na ako!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ayun, so catching up lang uli (yak parang di nag-uusap ng matagal. Hehehe) Tas ayun nagyayang magpa-umaga kaya di ako nakasama sa overnyt kina Zel. Tas sa Jollibee sobrang may Kurimaw attack pa rin hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakasad lang na iyon na marahil ang huling labas namin nina Meann... Ayoko munang magdrama tsaka na. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:EK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033059626129611218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/RdkFEEzQ2dI/AAAAAAAAABY/AF-BBhs5T1s/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Supposed to be hindi na dapat ako sasama sa EK,nagtext na ako kina Tiff and Steph na wala pa akong tulog but no, 9am tinawagan ako ni Tiff para piliting sumama,given two hours na tulog might as well sumama na ako kasi gising na rin ako. Tutal pamasahe lang naman ang pproblemahin kasi libre lang ang tix wth wizard money pa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So ayun, nakaladkad na rin ako. Tas dinaan din namin si Steph sa UP. Sobrang enjoy ang EK. Yung mga tipong sobrang init gusto naming mabasa sa Rio Grande but kamusta naman after naming nabasa naglaho ang araw so ayun ang tagal bago kami natuyo. For some strange reason, parang lumiit ang EK or did we just grow up lang. Sobrang fun yung wheel of fate kasi medyo nagpaka-spy kami while having phobia sa heights,uhm well except for Tiff hehehe. First time ko rin magdrive ng Go-Kart. Supposed to be dapat si Steph yung magdrive eh hindi ata kaya ni Steph yung Steering wheel, ako yung pinagdrive nung manong hehehe. At according kay Steph medyo kaskasero ako. hehehe.;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nung bandang gabi na, medyo di na ako masyadong nag-enjoy kasi naguguilty ako na hindi ata ako makakahabol sa gig ni Kulet. Mga 9 pm na rin kami umalis sa EK eh around 10pm yung gig nya. Pero anyways inenjoy ko pa rin yung last moments ko with EK kahit meydo worried. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**sorry uli...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7358044421830417140?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7358044421830417140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7358044421830417140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7358044421830417140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7358044421830417140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/02/tayo-ay-mamasyal-sa-peryahan.html' title='Tayo ay Mamasyal sa Peryahan'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/RdkFEEzQ2dI/AAAAAAAAABY/AF-BBhs5T1s/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-7050041402059894813</id><published>2007-02-15T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T08:52:10.915-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Subsided</title><content type='html'>I'm ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger is somehow gone. I have cried twice or maybe thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I was not included in the 14th month payroll because I resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unjust and unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do,it IS company's prerogative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually considered not to work next week but that would be unprofessional of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not all about money, a little maybe but not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Starcom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-7050041402059894813?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/7050041402059894813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=7050041402059894813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7050041402059894813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/7050041402059894813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/02/subsided.html' title='Subsided'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-2833043323682962403</id><published>2007-02-14T17:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:34:13.543-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Post Valentine Entry</title><content type='html'>Part 1: Kulet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While talking to a friend sa meebo, sabi ko sa kanya:"Alam mo makausap ko lang sya today, ok na pero sus asa pa ako."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3 or 4 pm, Mang Ben told me that Kulet was on the other line. I thought one of our suppliers kaya nung nakausap ko na I was really suprised na si Kulet yung nasa line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:Someone from my past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, while talking to JD on meebo (I was actually at the office) a former classmate in highschool,ask me out for a dinner then movie then bahala na kung saan mapunta type of thing. I'm quite surprise bakit nya ako in-ask lumabas to think hindi naman talaga kami close before. Actually medyo gusto ko lumabas kasama sya kasi medyo crush ko sya before tho medyo weird nga lang. So i decided na idecline na lang yung invitation nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While nasa Shaw ako, waiting for the jeep, tinawagan nya ako and namilit na lumabas kami, so pumayag na rin ako. After having a quick dinner at Tokyo tokyo, we've watched  LFS of Music and Lyrics(again!) and then basta. Btw, all expense paid by my former classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy? ewan ko.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21358152-2833043323682962403?l=milkshake35.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/feeds/2833043323682962403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21358152&amp;postID=2833043323682962403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2833043323682962403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21358152/posts/default/2833043323682962403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkshake35.blogspot.com/2007/02/post-valentine-entry.html' title='Post Valentine Entry'/><author><name>Jersky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990625257771379484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNkAvynBDtI/Srw21DXlP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/sY3dL5FOqq8/S220/animated.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21358152.post-249961009089662312</id><published>2007-02-13T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:41:02.843-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Not A Valentine Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kate's Boo Boo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my teammates were supposed to surprise me but because of Kate hindi natuloy. Kamusta naman sinama ako dun sa Email thread nung plan nila na ibili ako ng pizza hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Statsoc in Starcom Lunch Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say, former BOD plus nakiki-BOD lunchout. Hehehe. The traditional lunch out ng Statsoc pag may newbie sa Starcom ay nangyari uli yesterday care of Cla. Yummy A Venetto again hehehe. Syempre, ang ending in-api na naman si Ronald kasi parang everyone except Ronald ay former BOD (Boots, Cla, Cham, Me and Bebs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Supposed to be Short Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday night naman, supposed to be short lang yung dinner with Ma'am Becca,Dina and Aubs pero inabot din kami ng around 12 pm dahil sa kwentuhan ng lovelife and all. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music and Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the movie. Romantic - comedy and I love the songs. 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