<?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-15003481</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:26:01.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>I am simply complicated</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-760133897372434737</id><published>2007-08-20T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:34:37.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i?</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt; &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddle src="http://images.khrizzy.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RslslQoKCpMAAGTTZMQ1/horos.JPG?et=iCs1tZBVcryPqn%2BY1kOWSA" border=0&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt; &lt;CENTER&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt; &lt;CENTER&gt;siya, ako at ang panahon&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/SPAN&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/15003481-760133897372434737?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/760133897372434737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=760133897372434737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/760133897372434737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/760133897372434737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2007/08/am-i.html' title='am i?'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-2989328342292747454</id><published>2007-08-10T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T03:32:51.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wachopani ?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;May kwento sha... ano daw?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial&gt;We' ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the  same alma&lt;BR&gt;mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only  now&lt;BR&gt;that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The&lt;BR&gt;pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he&lt;BR&gt;came  over with me.&lt;BR&gt;He said, "I hope you don't mine. Can I get your number?"&lt;BR&gt;Nag-worry  ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's&lt;BR&gt;so we could  keep intact daw. Sabi ko, "Connect me if i'm wrong but are you&lt;BR&gt;asking me ouch?"&lt;BR&gt;"The!?!!??". .. ang sarcastic na sagot nya.&lt;BR&gt;Aba! The verb! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!!  Ang kapal&lt;BR&gt;niya! I cried buckles of tears.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial&gt;Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this  is a blessing in&lt;BR&gt;the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we should go ouch na  rin.&lt;BR&gt;Now, we're so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we&lt;BR&gt;swallowed our fried. Kasi, I'm 33 na and I'm running our time. After 2&lt;BR&gt;weeks, he  plopped the question. "Will you marriage me?" I'm in a state of&lt;BR&gt;shocked. Kasi  mantakin mo, when it rains, it's four! This is true good to&lt;BR&gt;be true. So  siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial&gt;Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell  to pieces.&lt;BR&gt;Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may  babaeng&lt;BR&gt;humirit ng, "Well, well, well. Look do we have here." What the fuss! The&lt;BR&gt;nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever&lt;BR&gt;is  that, cut me some slacks! I didn't want this to get our hand kaya I had&lt;BR&gt;to sip  it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. As is!!! I&lt;BR&gt;don't want to  portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the&lt;BR&gt;marines! I told her,  "please, mine you own business!" Who would believe&lt;BR&gt;her anyway?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial&gt;Dahil it's not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin&lt;BR&gt;siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I'm  so happy. Even my&lt;BR&gt;boyfriend said liketwice. He's so supportive. Sabi niya, "Look  at is this&lt;BR&gt;way. She's our of our lives."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial&gt;Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can  tell. Just burn&lt;BR&gt;the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a  mistake,&lt;BR&gt;we'll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I&lt;BR&gt;second emotion.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;bwahaha!&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/15003481-2989328342292747454?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/2989328342292747454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=2989328342292747454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/2989328342292747454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/2989328342292747454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2007/08/wachopani.html' title='Wachopani ?!?'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-4302522120349032186</id><published>2007-08-05T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:25.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ありがとうNambu san! 私達が再度会うまで!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When I checked my gmail earlier, there was an invitation from Mr. Asai, Design Manager, to a farewell party for Mr. Nambu, Design Team Leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094930676062652754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hVB-c5bITA/RrTUdK30iVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NifHjZKUktk/s400/invitation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Only him, me, Thanachai, Design Chief (replacing Mr. Nambu), Mr. Nambu and his wife and 2 cute daughters are invited. Grabe mapapadami kain ko ah..walang tagalong..hehehe! Kidding aside, I really feel sad na hanggang Thursday (Aug 9) na lang sha… ako pa nagpabook ng return ticket nilang pamilya.. Nagmatigas pa ako last week when Mr. Nambu asked me to draft a letter regarding his demobilization..hay naku tinengga ko pa ng ilang days before ko gawin kasi nga ayaw ko.. pero ngaun totoo na toh.. until this week na lang sha.. wla ng tawad..=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I remember the first time I was introduced to him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;January 25, 2007, it was a cold 9ish morning. I was dragged by the “before” design department secretaty to be her assistant.. nde na kaya ng powers nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The design department wing felt warm because of the big heater in front of my desk. Everybody’s so silent since they are mostly Auto CAD operators and Architects, not like in admin dept. where what they do all day is talk and shout. And there he was wearing that famous orange jacket almost covered with piles of drawings, letters and other documents in his desk. I greeted him and with a big smile he approached me… (wow, ang friendly naman nya! Yan ang akala ko) to my surprise he was carrying a bulk of paper and immediately instructed me what to do. Ayozz.. derederecho na to..wala man lang orientation..wehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But now after 6 months, his contract has come to an end.. temporary lang talga sha…I am thankful pa nga kasi dapat hanggang May na lang sha eh pero naextend pa… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Anoneng ma-mimiss ko kay Mr. Nambu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mars.mid, hiis ringtone. Every single person knows when someone’s calling his mobile. Since his responsibility is primarily dealing/coordinating with external designer never a day that you wont hear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;His metallic turquoise pen drive. Ever reliable kapag may kelangan akong ibigay sa ibang tao. Kasi ang mga usb ko naman eh puro mga mp3 players na napanalunan ko sa mga raffle.. Kaya nde ko maggamit kasi laging puno ng mp3s and pics. Nawala pa yan nung minsan.. napagbintangan pa nya ung mga chikiting nya na nilaro at baka daw dnala kng san.. un pala nasa bag ko! Wahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;His handwriting. Akala ko nihonggo nakasulat eh hehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Cute grammar booboos. Kasi alam naman natin na wala silang R db.. I am flattened ay flattered pala..wehehe.. na ako ung tnatanong nya kng tama mga draft and sfelling nya instead of ung unang secretary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I consider him din as my ever savior and advisor. Kasi dati nung knukuha na ako ng admin department sha ang unang ang naglakad na wag na dn akong ibalik dun.. dahil they need me sa design department. He was also the one na nagbigay ng opportunity na magkaroon ako ng task dat has involvement with Bechtel, main contractor ng New Doha International Airport. Sha dn ung sumalo sakin nung nagkaproblem ako ng transpo every morning. Since May eh dun ako sa kanila nakksabay. Nung minsan ngang super OT ako sha ang kasabay ko umuwi.. we had a nice talk… sabi nya sakin after the project daw ask ko si Asaisan bka daw kasi may plan na ilipat ako sa ibang branch ng Takenaka.. well, I hope so para magkta kta pa dn kami.. At sha din sumbungan ko kapag may prob with admin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mamimiss ko ung may tumutulong sakin pag submission sa Bechtel. He trusted me to be in charge dun and kapag submission eh sha pa ang nagtatanong kng ano maitutulong nya para matapos…like ung pagpunch ng drawings na napakakapal.. basta ung mga kelangan ng lakas at pwersa.. tinutulungan nya ako…pnapaubaya nya sakin ung mga checking of standards… hehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Shempre mamimiss ko ung pag appreciate nya sa mga contribution ko kahit papano… first tym ever na successful ung submission ko ng mag isa.. he shook my hand and congratulated me in Bechtel office. Kasi daw kalimitan mga 1 week pabalik balik un until iaccept ng Bechtel..pero since I’m d one who prepared and checked . .everything was correct.. aun within an hour of verification eh may receiving stamp na! woohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mamimiss ko dn ang tsismisan namin… intrigero din ang lolo ko! wehehe... Wla na ding magpapaalam sakin na punta shang AEB or PCI office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pati ung malakas nyang boses… taga bundok dn to eh! Wahehe! Malakas lang talga boses nya pero never ko sha narinig na magtaas ng boses. Never pang naggalit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And most of all ung smile at tawa nya… kahit gano ka-rush and ka-busy sa office… he knows how to stay cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094932845021137250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hVB-c5bITA/RrTWba30iWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JBnZzXVtqec/s320/AN2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kudus to you Nambu san! Sayonara...Domo arigato gozaimasu! Til we meet again! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-4302522120349032186?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/4302522120349032186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=4302522120349032186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/4302522120349032186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/4302522120349032186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2007/08/nambu-san.html' title='ありがとうNambu san! 私達が再度会うまで!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hVB-c5bITA/RrTUdK30iVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NifHjZKUktk/s72-c/invitation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-1002215294420912034</id><published>2007-08-03T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T20:17:12.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ibang iba ka na ngaun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Sanggol na ito kumabaga.. I've been here for nine months and i never had the chance to blog until now.. cge babawi ako.. mukang nasa mood na ulet akong magsulat ng mga not so sensible na bagay wehehe..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My life here is entirely different... in every aspect. Ibang iba lifestyle mejo laid back pero mabilis... labo noh!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My day starts before 6am because i have to be ready by 630am or else my transpo will leave me. I reach the office at 7am even if our office timings is 730am... opo araw araw ay early bird ang beauty ko... &lt;EM&gt;(Parang nde ko matandaan kung kelan ako nagmaaga sa Accenture ah.. wehehe.. Since i lpractically ilve 4 blocks away from my office sa pinas eh maaasahan mo na 730 eh nakahiga pa ako.. hehehe... at mga 9am eh early bird pa un..hahaha! i miss flexi times) &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Then 730 to 12nn i will face my pc na, run errands, photocopy, scan, issue letters, answer the phone, organize files, prepare submissions and other palsipikador tasks sometimes all at the same time... super multi tasking pag minsan nakakatulala... lalo na kng madaming amo ang nanunyo sau...waahh &lt;EM&gt;(most of the time tlagang busy sa pagcocode lalo na kng nakakanose bleed o pagsulat ng test plans &amp; scripts na nakakabaog.. pero nde mawawala ang petiks... d2 sa paggng sexytary eh parang jingle lang pahinga ko ah.. wahaha! nga pla meron pa dng nose bleed d2.. literal kasi bka dahil sa init ng weather or dahil sa mga amoy blade..)..&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;12 impunto lunch tym with my friendly friends... may baon ako everyday.. 1pm siesta hanggang 2 tapos back to paggng palsipikador&lt;EM&gt; (nde nagkakalau sa gnagawa ko dati sa Accenture minsan nga b4 12 pa eh nakapila na sa FJP express kasi bka maubusan ng ulam...the difference eh nothing compares my lunch buddies gegsy, twits, june, ferdz, she, jude and others na minsan ko dng nakalunch hehehe .. isa pa nde uso ang tulugan pag lunch tym.. kwentuhan, ukitan and tawanan to the max... at ang wlang kamatayang TB.. it's not that nde ako nagTTB pero aun malungkot lang kasi forever solo lang ako kasi single CR lng)...&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;530pm pag nde ako pnag OOT eh takbo na sa service at baka maiwan.. and because my house is the farthest.. iniikot ko muna minsan ang buong doha bago ako makauwi... araw araw para akong nasa doha tour &lt;EM&gt;(eto naman ang kakaiba kasi kapag sa Accenture tumayo ka ng 530pm para umuwi eh parang kikilabutan ka..feeling mo lahat ng mata hnuhusgahan ka..wahaha! pero qebs ever db wahaha! at dahil napakalapit ng bahay ko 15 minutes andun na ako...haiizz)...&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;630 to 7pm home atlast. Eat dinner, watch tv, surf and sleep. Feeling ko wla na akong lakas pagdating ko sa hapon.... Parang nadrain ako sa ofis lage... &lt;EM&gt;(Before kahit 9pm pa matapos ang work basta may anda ..hala sugod tau sa glorietta, megamall, robinsons o kng san pa man.. wehehe! kamiss ung magkaayaan lang ayan na todo gimik parang wlang pasok knabukasan...para kasing dati pag mashadong drain sa work..pangrecharge ang night out)&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ayan, that's my regular day here in Qatar... for Saturday to Thursday lang yan...kasi day uff ko ung Friday... mejo iba un.. puro tulog yun wahaha!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My life here is far from perfection but im trying to make the most out of it. If you'll ask me how's life, ill simply say: "Parang ako... it's beautiful!"&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&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/15003481-1002215294420912034?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/1002215294420912034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=1002215294420912034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/1002215294420912034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/1002215294420912034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2007/08/ibang-iba-ka-na-ngaun_03.html' title='Ibang iba ka na ngaun...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-1894817372014948067</id><published>2007-08-03T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T04:34:02.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer or Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In the philippines, when you hear the word S-U-M-M-E-R it usually connotes the time to go on a vacation and leave work behind. Almost everybody tries their best to book the cheapest flights to bora, palawan, bohol or hike up to Baguio or if there's any time or budget constriction head to Tagaytay and Puerto Galera. But here in Qatar, Summer is simply hell like. Well, for a first timer on a hot season in the Middle East these are an unbiased opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rise and shine cause you are greeted by the sun at 5am. yep yep talking about early birds. Pag nagjojogging kami 530AM to 7AM lang dapat kundi..lulutong na ako! waaahhh.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot or Hot? No choice, when you turn on the faucet even if you choose the cold one there will be no effect.. It's steaming hot! literally... umuusok ang tubig sa gripo especially duriing lunch time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just noticed that almost everyday the AC technicians are always there in the office.. nde knakaya ng AC ang sobrang init miski sila nagfefaint.. sa side pa lang namin 2 AC na ang pnaltan. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During mornings, we always fight for pnalamig na tubig para sa pagligo.. kasi pag babagal bagal at naubusan para ka lang nagpunta ng laguna for hot spring. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NOT Pictorial friendly.. oh well yesterday, me and my bosses went to the site and took pictures.. and aus ang kaisa isang matinong pic namin nakasimangot ako.. well nde ako fake eh... kng ano nararamdaman ko.. it shows on my face... waahh &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Itchy. Pag mag change daw kasi weather nagkakasandstorm and after the sandstorm expect that the next day will be hotter.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During fridays, which is if you dont know yet my only day off from work, i cant go out.. because id rather be hiding home than let my melanins rejoice with the raging sun.&lt;br /&gt;Humidity's rising. My sign that i am already out of the office is that when my specs are all moistened. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my hair, my skin and everything in between would feel sticky..eeeewwwww! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At higit sa kng ano pa man, nagpapawis ang mga taong amoy blade d dapat magpawis.. waahh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;August is the peak of summer here.. so i have 29 more days to go to experience all these.. whahaha! aja aja fighting! I miss bora but i am still tryin to love hell! wahaha!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-1894817372014948067?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/1894817372014948067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=1894817372014948067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/1894817372014948067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/1894817372014948067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-or-hell.html' title='Summer or Hell'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-8501801693031207908</id><published>2007-08-03T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T04:21:39.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>by the way it's Kitty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I was tagged as Khrizzy during my senior year in highschool by one of my makulit na classmates because i am so crazy daw..ah oo dn! wehehe... And there it was i was fondly called by my close friends as khrizzy... malantud db? hehehe... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But now my thai friends has a new name for me.. i am now kitty... i am more of a dog person and i personally hate cats... but kitty is very interesting...nabubulol kasi sila with Rs and Zs... kaya inalis nila... my problem now is whether its ok to put the H on it.. wahahah! I love it my friends! sawadika!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Other Names:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Indians call me krish and they spell it that way.. I know that they have a god krishna.. most likely it came from there.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Japanese call me kheris san/chan and they spell it that way. They are usually putting vowels in between consonants. san - when they feel like im a lady and chan - when they wonder why am i already working (chan is for children/young)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Thailander call me kit or kis. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;eh panu pag bulol na hapon ang tumawag sakin? wahaha.. wag na!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&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/15003481-8501801693031207908?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/8501801693031207908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=8501801693031207908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/8501801693031207908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/8501801693031207908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2007/08/by-way-it-kitty.html' title='by the way it&amp;#39;s Kitty...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-945048404336823365</id><published>2007-08-02T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T03:46:58.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;On my way home after office, I was really as in really pissed off with the driver...Why? Cause i told him to turn the effing right for a shortcut... but instead he went straight alatud sida! We were stuck in a traffic and within that 10 minute stop.. my mouth did not stop.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Well, to start with i want to go to Lulu Center, one of my gimik haven, to meet my parents but since we are on a service and the driver decided to drop my officemate, which is sooo out of the way to Lulu and much nearer to my home, first i told him to (fine!) drop me also at home. Frustrated that i was, i still managed to calm down and just wanted to eat dinner and caress my habibi (name of my laptop). Before approaching that crazy roundabout which has too much traffic, i said to him to use the shortcut... he did not... and there we are stuck in the traffic... i burst out.. because i already compromised on not going to Lulu and there again he refused to use the freakin shortcut.. HB ako! talak ever! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;When i reached home and went online, i saw my ever beloved twits... she said musta? and then i eagerly shared my still hyper emotions. and now my turn to ask her musta? she said that her bag was snatched by a guy in a motorcycle on her way to the office. She was broke... money, mobile, credit cards, and others were taken. So, what was i bragging about? Dont worry twits it will come back to you ten times fold. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Things to thank for instead of too much hatred.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;OL&gt; &lt;LI&gt;I did not go to Lulu ...it will help me save up for our vacation in December.&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;My parents just relaxed at home because they dont need to meet me up.&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;The driver drove me home safely.&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;Just when i logged in.. twits also did.&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;Twits was not hurt in that incident.&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;And look i started blogging again.&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/OL&gt; &lt;P&gt;Everything happens for a reason and we dont have to question it. It's all up to Him. &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/15003481-945048404336823365?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/945048404336823365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=945048404336823365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/945048404336823365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/945048404336823365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2007/08/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113975792814635392</id><published>2006-02-12T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T23:29:57.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye-bye, boredom!</title><content type='html'>from JSC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dread going to the office every day? If the prospect of work no longer excites you, maybe it’s because you’ve nailed yourself to a dead-end job. But there’s hope. Here’s what you can do to unstuck yourself and get that spring back in your step whenever you head for work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t be afraid to ask.&lt;/strong&gt; You may have unwittingly given others the impression that you’re content in your position because you’ve never spoken about how you really feel. Now is the time to let your superior know that you’re bored, that you’re ready and willing to take on more challenging tasks. Taking on bigger responsibilities will keep your adrenaline pumping again-and may succeed in making management give you a second look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extend yourself. &lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes, it’s our own fault that we’re caught in a rut. Have you become too complacent on the job, afraid to leave your comfort zone? Have more initiative. Dress smart. Volunteer for high-profile projects. Brush up on new skills and development. Keep reinventing yourself. Don’t allow yourself to fall behind in the self-improvement department. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hone your skills for a coveted job. &lt;/strong&gt;You may have been overlooked by the promotions committee because you lack some skills needed for a higher position. Find out what qualities are required for the job you want. If you need more technical knowledge, consider taking night studies to get the know-how and, more important, the certification to back up that know-how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make a lateral move.&lt;/strong&gt; It may seem a circuitous route to the top, but it just might work. If movement in your department has all but stopped, try a sideways move to escape an untenable situation. Keep your eyes peeled and your ears sharp for more promising openings elsewhere within your company. It may mean staying in the same job level and receiving the same salary, but it might offer more in terms of challenges, responsibilities, training and, yes, prospects for promotion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave as a last resort. &lt;/strong&gt;And if you’ve tried everything and nothing works, your best action may simply be to move on. Some things just don’t work out, through no fault of your own. Your boss may just be blind to your strengths. Or there’s really no room for more at the top. Or you may just be in the wrong job at the wrong time. There are so many factors you are not privy to and over which you have no control. What you know is how you feel. And when you’re sure that you’re no longer happy in your job, it’s best to take whatever concrete step is necessary to help yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113975792814635392?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113975792814635392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113975792814635392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113975792814635392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113975792814635392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2006/02/bye-bye-boredom.html' title='Bye-bye, boredom!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113936847506643287</id><published>2006-02-08T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:25:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you? (Où êtes-vous?)</title><content type='html'>by Natalie&lt;br /&gt;album: Natalie (2005) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Justin Roman *spoken]&lt;br /&gt;I know you're out there baby&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Justin]&lt;br /&gt;There's someone out there for me &lt;br /&gt;(I know there's somebody out there)&lt;br /&gt;I know she's waiting so patiently&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me her name?&lt;br /&gt;(Won't somebody tell me her name?)&lt;br /&gt;*This life long search is gon' drive me insane&lt;br /&gt;How does she laugh, how does she cry?&lt;br /&gt;What's the colour of her eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Does she even realize I'm here?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she, where is she, where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful girl?&lt;br /&gt;Who is she, who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna complete my world?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she, where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful girl?&lt;br /&gt;Who is she, who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna complete my world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Natalie]&lt;br /&gt;I'm starin' out at the sky&lt;br /&gt;(I see you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Praying that he will walk in my life&lt;br /&gt;Where is the man of my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;(I'm right here) Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait forever, how silly it seems&lt;br /&gt;How does he laugh, how does he cry?&lt;br /&gt;What's the colour of his eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Does he even realize I'm here?&lt;br /&gt;Where is he, where is he, where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful guy?&lt;br /&gt;Who is he, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take me so high?&lt;br /&gt;Where is he, where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful guy?&lt;br /&gt;Who is he, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take me so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Justin]&lt;br /&gt;There's someone out there for me&lt;br /&gt;(There's someone out there for me)&lt;br /&gt;I know she's waiting so patiently&lt;br /&gt;(So patient)&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me her name?&lt;br /&gt;(Can you tell me his name?)&lt;br /&gt;This life long search is gon' drive me insane&lt;br /&gt;(That's right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Natalie]&lt;br /&gt;How does he laugh, how does he cry?&lt;br /&gt;What's the colour of his eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Does he even realize I'm here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Justin]&lt;br /&gt;Where is she, where is she, where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful girl?&lt;br /&gt;Who is she, who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna completely my world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Natalie]&lt;br /&gt;Where is he, where is he, where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautful guy?&lt;br /&gt;Who is he, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take me so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Together]&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;(I know you're out there)&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Justin*Spoken*]&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna look all over the world baby&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know you're out there&lt;br /&gt;And I know it might sound crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I think I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Together]&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;(Where are you?)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bago kantahin ang song na ito..kelangan nyo munang ma-realize kng cno kau.. c Justin o c Natalie? hehehe! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113936847506643287?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113936847506643287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113936847506643287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113936847506643287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113936847506643287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-are-you-o-tes-vous.html' title='Where are you? (Où êtes-vous?)'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113936817798195213</id><published>2006-02-07T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:23:51.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandalan</title><content type='html'>by 6 Cycle Mind&lt;br /&gt;album: Panorama (2005) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina pa kitang pinagmamasdan &lt;br /&gt;Mukha mo’y di maipinta &lt;br /&gt;Malungkot ka na naman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina pa kitang inaalok nang &lt;br /&gt;Kuwentuhang masaya &lt;br /&gt;Parang sa’yo’y balewala &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandali nga &lt;br /&gt;Teka lang &lt;br /&gt;May nakalimutan ka &lt;br /&gt;Di ba’t pwede mo akong iyakan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige lang &lt;br /&gt;Sandali ka na &lt;br /&gt;At wag mong pipigilan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iiyak mo &lt;/strong&gt;na ang lahat sa langit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iiyak mo&lt;/strong&gt; lang ang lahat sa akin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andito lang ako naghihintay &lt;br /&gt;Lagi mong tatandaan &lt;br /&gt;Di ka naman nag-iisa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andito lang ako makikinig sayo &lt;br /&gt;Sa buong magdamag &lt;br /&gt;Sa’kin di ka balewala &lt;br /&gt;Sige lang &lt;br /&gt;Sige lang sige lang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113936817798195213?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113936817798195213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113936817798195213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113936817798195213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113936817798195213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2006/02/sandalan.html' title='Sandalan'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113936748001142767</id><published>2006-02-07T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:24:20.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>"There was a study done where a control group of 100 people were divided &lt;br /&gt; into two. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 50 people watched a very funny, tears-of laughter type movie. &lt;br /&gt; 50 watched a very sad and tears of compassion type movie. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; At the end of the sessions researchers collected the "happy tears" and &lt;br /&gt; the "sad tears" with eye droppers. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; They found that "happy tears" are made up of brine...salt water and not a &lt;br /&gt; great deal else. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; However the "sad tears" were found to contain the very same chemicals and &lt;br /&gt; enzymes that are found in tumours, ulcers and other such lumps and bumps &lt;br /&gt; and sicknesses through out the body. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; This test concluded that the body, when crying in sadness etc is &lt;br /&gt; literally flushing out all of the toxic-chemicals that accumulate and are a part of &lt;br /&gt; the sadness /heart ache experience. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Therefore if one holds back those tears, those toxic-waters will find &lt;br /&gt; somewhere else to deposit themselves.....and prolonged &lt;br /&gt; lack-of-crying-release will guarantee that the body will accumulate a &lt;br /&gt; huge amount of internal pollution and toxicity that should have been released &lt;br /&gt; through the tears........is it any wonder that the eyes sting so much &lt;br /&gt; when we hold back our tears?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thanks for sharing Donnapet!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113936748001142767?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113936748001142767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113936748001142767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113936748001142767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113936748001142767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2006/02/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113772042748734948</id><published>2006-01-20T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:27:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Never felt like so unfulfilled, unproductive and unhappy... until this day came. I am sick!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113772042748734948?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113772042748734948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113772042748734948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113772042748734948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113772042748734948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113361488487937706</id><published>2005-12-04T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T11:45:19.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buh-byeee! Aking mga Tagapagaligtussaah!</title><content type='html'>Kasabay ng nakaraang pagtatapos ng fantaseryeng Darna sa siete ang napipintong paglipad ng aking/aming sariling mga Darna sa mySched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/Clinton.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/Clinton.0.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Ang kapitapitagang ginoong ito ay maluwag na tinanggap ang kanyang kapalaran bilang representative ng mySched sa naganap na Misster CIO. Basta Clint bilib kami sau. Amimis ku ika. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/marcus%20tito.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/marcus%20tito.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Ang natatanging lalaki na pnansabak namin sa Darna costume making contest during one of our Team buildings. Mamimiss ko b to? "Ay oo!" (with conviction yan ha). &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa lahat ng mga codes na cnontribute nyo pareho sa mga requirement ko... Now, I'm all alone. Oh well, kawawa naman c Mighty Mike... hehehe! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck and God Bless! Nawa'y balitaan nyo kami 'pag mayaman na kau... treat naman kau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Btw Marcus, wag mong kalimutan ung Opt Mou ko --- again, ang pinakamabait mong Teammate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para naman d kau mashado malungkot at puro ganyan pics nyo... And2 na ang ultimate superhero... P A N D A... R N A ! ? !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/pandarna.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/400/pandarna.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waaahhh !!! wla na ako Tagapagaligtussaah... pano na ako??? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/heartinvert.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/heartinvert.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-11/531387/08Track8.wma" autostart="false" loop="false" height="25" width="175"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113361488487937706?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113361488487937706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113361488487937706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113361488487937706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113361488487937706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/12/buh-byeee-aking-mga-tagapagaligtussaah.html' title='Buh-byeee! Aking mga Tagapagaligtussaah!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113309522852235903</id><published>2005-11-28T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:03:45.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pito Pito</title><content type='html'>Seven Random Facts About Me&lt;br /&gt;1. I used to be in a Chorale group during my elementary days in Batangas City. We were the official choir for the 8am Sunday mass (yes.. with matching chorale uniform) and we also perform on School and Community events. (Ang pinang-audition ko d2.. ung song ni Vina Morales na "tagyawat sa ilong..pati na sa pisngi.. sa kaiisip sau... tagyawat dumadami")&lt;br /&gt;2. From Elementary to HS, I suffered from several serious asthma attacks that almost all the nurses at the Hospital knows me and treats me as a regular guest. They even had to put the dextrose on my foot because my hands were already used weeks before. (How often? atleast once a week. :-( ) Until College first aid queen ako (pero ndi na asthma)... fainting effect naman. ika nga ni Donnapet ako ang healthy na hndi healthy! =( ... Pero ngaun active nako... ndi na mashadow. =D&lt;br /&gt;3. I spent whole day with Patrick Garcia. (umm... on a fan's day! hahaha! grabe talga i went gaga over him dati.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Way back then, I taught Catechism, I was a part of the Legion of Mary (where we meet every Saturday) and was an active Charesmatic kid (where we participate in performing song/dance numbers during Charesmatic conventions). Hey stop wondering what happened to me... nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;5. I remember during my stay @ Elizabeth Seton (Las Piñas City) madami na akong kalokohang gnawa. I am not that familiar with Nursery songs... kasi db may sleeping time pag ganyan.. ang gumigising na sakin ung sundo ko! (wla na mga classmates ko..tapos na pla ang class..hahaha!). Nung mga Prep or Grade 1 naman... i hate copying sa blackboard... feeling ko isa shang malaking parusa dat tym! shempre ambagal ko magsulat... konti na lng sa classroom kasi ndi pde madismiss kapag d ka pa finish... ung assistant ng service namin, janitress at sundo ng iba kong classmates pag minsan ang kumokopya para sakin! hahaha! =D&lt;br /&gt;6. I was never a flower girl nor a cotillioner nor a beauty contestant, not like my Ate. (owww... deprived?!?)&lt;br /&gt;7. I once was Reyna Emperatriz during the Flores de Mayo(ndi naman ako d2 nakatira... nagsabi lang cla na kng pde daw makuha... hmmnn... e d sure y not! exposure din itoh.. hahaha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That Scare Me&lt;br /&gt;1. horror movies (alam mo un naiimagine ko cla kahit san ako pumunta)&lt;br /&gt;2. rats and cats (d ko cla ka-vibes)&lt;br /&gt;3. needles or any sharp objects that could hurt me. (hndi naman sa feeling sleeping beauty ako.. hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Losing someone i love, love the most and learned to love. (iba iba ba 'to?)&lt;br /&gt;5. To die from drowning, burning, falling from a high spot or by torture (slow death).&lt;br /&gt;6. Living without anyone beside me.&lt;br /&gt;7. What lies in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Like The Most&lt;br /&gt;1. Watching TV&lt;br /&gt;2. Capturing every moment.&lt;br /&gt;3. Munching junk foods.&lt;br /&gt;4. Exploring new places (i don't have the chance to do this much lately.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Feeling of being infatuated. =P&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to Greenhills Tiangges at makipagtawaran.&lt;br /&gt;7. Laughing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Important Things In My Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;1. my squishy pillows... especially my jumbo hotdogs.&lt;br /&gt;2. my plug-on dim light (shempre pink sha.. hehehe!)&lt;br /&gt;3. my big mirror... last thing i look at and first thing i see.. hahaha! (katapat po ng aking bed... im not vain!)&lt;br /&gt;4. my TV (eto talaga ndi pde mawala)&lt;br /&gt;5. my memorabilias... all of them are safely kept.&lt;br /&gt;6. my magic ball... whenever i felt like consulting somethings.. my ever reliable magic ball is within hand's reach&lt;br /&gt;7. my personal journals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Plan To Do Before I Die&lt;br /&gt;1. Have a trip around the world.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have kids.&lt;br /&gt;3. Win the jackpot prize in a lottery.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have my own business to hand it over to my loved ones eventually.&lt;br /&gt;5. Find my "soulmate". hhuuhhh i dont get it... (",)&lt;br /&gt;6. Confess all my sins.&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell all the people ill be leaving behind how much i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Can Do&lt;br /&gt;1. I can do dares with all my gutts.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can make people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can draw art manicure on my both of my hands by myself.(hay nako... those were the days na may mga flowers ang kuko ko.. hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;4. I can say I'm sorry if i'm convinced that I need to.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can control myself. =D&lt;br /&gt;6. I can give things even if i'm not asked to.&lt;br /&gt;7. I can be your best friend or your worst enemy. (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Can’t Do&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't ride a bike. (dunno how!)&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't lie. My gestures will truly show what i feel. (sabi nga ng ate ko.. nung bata ako alam nya if im not telling d truth... may lumalaki daw! hulaan nyo na lang kng ano un... harhar!)&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't swim in deep water. (ni hindi po ako sumisisid... kasi feeling ko it would kill me.)&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't live without the remote control. =)&lt;br /&gt;5. I can't stand foul smells.&lt;br /&gt;6. I can't cook without a recipe to guide me (except for adobo and fried foods of course).&lt;br /&gt;7. I can't sleep with lights and TV on or if there are any unnecessary noises. (d2 kami nagkakasubukan ng mga kapatid ko kadalasan... hehehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That Attract Me To The Opposite Sex&lt;br /&gt;1. Super sense of humor!!! gwapo yang mga yan for me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Amoy malinis... kahit ndi mukang malinis.&lt;br /&gt;3. Conversationalist. Hmmmnnn.. i think sa daldal ko.. at the end of the day i want someone na sha naman magkwekwento sakin or atleast makikipagsabayan.&lt;br /&gt;4. Head. I find kalbo guys with goatie really cute and 'stig.&lt;br /&gt;5. Songer. =D I love guys who doesn't mind singing even senti songs.&lt;br /&gt;6. Smart and witty. Alam mong may diskarte sa buhay.&lt;br /&gt;7. Confidence. basta dapat ma-feel mo na may dating.. pero wag naman sobra sobra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Say The Most&lt;br /&gt;1. Hello? R u dur?/R u dep?&lt;br /&gt;2. Yabang!&lt;br /&gt;3. Oh my gosh!&lt;br /&gt;4. hndi nga?&lt;br /&gt;5. hala!&lt;br /&gt;6. anak ng tokwa, anak ng tinapa, at iba pang mga pinaanak ko na... =D&lt;br /&gt;7. ei, hiyee, howdy?, bwuhuhu, waaaahhh!, okash, oks, welx, thanksalotsa!, hmmnnnn, wahahaha!, haaiiizzz (sa pop 'to... nyahahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Celeb Crushes (Whether Local or Foreign)&lt;br /&gt;1. Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;2. Alfonso Gomez and Manny Pacquiao (pantay!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Patrick Garcia&lt;br /&gt;4. Jet Li&lt;br /&gt;5. Pekto (dati nung HS ako hanggang nung d pa sha sikat mashado.. sa PLAK pa lang sha napapanood... ngaun mejo hndi na umaayos na itsura nya e.) Michael Fajatin na lang and Long. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;6. Jake Roxas and Jay Manalo (pantay!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Bryan Greenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven People You Want To See Take This Quiz&lt;br /&gt;1. Donnapet&lt;br /&gt;2. Ate Chat&lt;br /&gt;3. Magsy&lt;br /&gt;4. Leslie&lt;br /&gt;5. Edong&lt;br /&gt;6. Liza&lt;br /&gt;7. Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::tagged by Lola Knoll:::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113309522852235903?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113309522852235903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113309522852235903&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113309522852235903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113309522852235903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/pito-pito.html' title='Pito Pito'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113308501695347939</id><published>2005-11-28T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T17:53:31.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Blogging Personality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blogging Type is Unique and Avant Garde&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/unique.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit ... unusual. And so is your blog.&lt;br /&gt;You're impulsive, and you'll often post the first thing that pops in your head.&lt;br /&gt;Completely uncensored, you blog tends to shock... even though that's not your intent.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to change your blog often, experimenting with new designs and content.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmnnn.. "you blog tends to shock"? ako nga ata eto.. hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***kupit from Edong... thanks!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113308501695347939?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113308501695347939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113308501695347939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113308501695347939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113308501695347939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/whats-your-blogging-personality.html' title='What&apos;s Your Blogging Personality?'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113307027200301463</id><published>2005-11-28T05:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:23:26.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's with me???</title><content type='html'>It all started last friday afternoon. I felt sick that noon (blaming it to my mixed ube, chocolate and mango ice cream during our Thanksgiving Luncheon). But this did not stop me from going out that night, after all it's a friday night. =P Going home at wicked 3am Saturday dawn did aggrevate my condition (i guess). When i woke up at around 9am my throat really felt bad. All my pre-planned scheds for the weekend has to be canceled. I stayed all day at my bed and crazily channel surfed the rest of the day. I then decided to watch "If Only" a flick i wanted to watch at the cinema months ago but was not able to. I guess that was the right time to watch it since it's already bagging dust in our rack. Gosh that movie! It made me pour a bucket of waaahhh... (as if naman ndi ko iniexpect that i would bawl my eyes out.. haiiizz). The movie was so familiar. The dream i had a couple weeks earlier was just arrghhh... how timely. It was so tragic.. bwuhuhu!!! After the movie, my condition did not change and can i say got worse. grrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's already Sunday past lunch time. I feel better now. Not better better... Just better than not better... huh??? ^_^ I still feel lousy. I still feel bad. And I wanna share it with you.. Hoping you'll be infected with this deadly depression... wahahaha!!! Enjoy reading and Hope you'll feel bad too! ;-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddest Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke up today. Early morning, first thing we did when we woke up. I should've seen it coming. I should've trusted my instincts. I should've asked the questions lingering in my mind, because they were important questions. It doesn't even matter anymore who ended it. Well, he did. But it doesn't matter, not to us, we know better than that. He said I deserved more. I already knew that, long ago. And I wanted to tell him then, but I couldn't find the moment. I know I deserve more, but I simply thought I deserved more of him, not more than him. I loved the guy. I still do. He's a good person, albeit with a lot of faults. I thought I could help him go through with it, help him fix himself and be better because of his mistakes. I realize I shouldn't have played Messiah. I can't go on saving someone who doesn't want to be saved. I love him. Nothing hurts more. He was my first. My ultimate first, in many aspects. First love. First kiss. First real time I let my defenses down. First time I let someone in. First time I cried so hard I couldn't breathe. First heartbreak. Strangely enough, I feel okay. I don't know why exactly. We talked for two hours about this, and I was bawling my eyes out, but in the end we were laughing. We're friends, after all. I just wish we could've been friends for much longer, and grown together in that way, too. Maybe it was inevitable. Maybe it was meant to be. Maybe I could have spared myself the pain if I had been more truthful with myself, if I had not led myself on to believe that it would work out despite everything that told me it would not. My friend told me the other night, "Tapusin mo na yan. Okay na,nakatikim ka na, tama na muna." I said to him, "Eh pano yun, mahal ko siya eh." Now I know loving someone does not make things right. It's true what they say, sometimes love isn't enough. If he calls me, I probably won't turn him away. If he texts, I'd probably reply. Because I don't want to go through with this with hatred in my heart. The five months we shared were the best, and maybe the worst, too. Either way, I will treasure those times, because in those months that we had, and in the year we had known each other, I learned how to love. I learned how to love unconditionally. I learned how to hurt, and how to forgive. Things are not going to be the same. every day, every time I pass by the building where we had spent our summer, every cab ride I take, every shop and restaurant I would go to, I will remember; it is something I will take with me forever. I don't want to look back and cry. I know I will from time to time, but the time will come when I will look back and smile. I want that time to start soon. Paulo Coelho was right when he said "when you want something, all the universe conspires to help you achieve it." Whoever said it was right we he/she said that "anything less than mad, passionate extraordinary love is a waste of time. There are too many mediocre things in life to deal with, and love shouldn't be one of them." Coelho might also be right when he&lt;br /&gt;said that there are signs. And that we should follow them. But my friend was right, too, when she said we choose the signs that we follow. I guess I just made the wrong choices. Over and over again. He was right when he said we simply have to want it. But he should've said that to himself, too. It's difficult when only one of two people wants it, and is led to believe that that feeling is being reciprocated. I realize I am not a shepherd looking out for my sheep. I can't forever guide other people to where they want or should be going. He's probably right, he doesn't deserve me. Because I have been one hell of a good girlfriend, I know this much. He knows it, too. I guess it's a good thing that he ended it, rather than me. I'm not really good at letting go. I always hang on to the possibility that things will work out, that we would go through it together, that no matter how loose the thread, the thread exists, and it's worth holding on to. He said that, by the way, going through it together. He said we would endure, that it would be forever. Obviously, I can't say that now. The five months we shared are over. But he will always be my b, forever. Don't get me wrong, I'm not pining, nor have I false hopes. But he is that, my b, just as I am his. Oh well, I never wrote a poem about him, ever. I was sort of sad before when I couldn't do it, write a poem I mean. I said to myself, maybe when&lt;br /&gt;you're really happy, you just can't articulate it. I don't know. Today's a bit different, though. And tonight, well, as Pablo Neruda said, tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113307027200301463?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113307027200301463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113307027200301463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/whats-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s with me???'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113307242851852789</id><published>2005-11-28T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:21:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful things</title><content type='html'>01. flashing your smile to someone you don't want &lt;br /&gt;to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. bringing back the feeling you've learned to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. showing that you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. finding a way to mend a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. learning that you've been used by someone you &lt;br /&gt;truly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. saying "i love you" when you mean it and when &lt;br /&gt;you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. letting go of a person you've just learned to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. realizing that you love somebody you've just &lt;br /&gt;taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. realizing that you love the person you've just &lt;br /&gt;broken up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. waiting for promises you know she or he'll ever &lt;br /&gt;keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. saying your love for someone who loves &lt;br /&gt;somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. reminiscing the good times u shared together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. shielding your heart to love somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. trying to hide what you really feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. having a commitment w/ someone that you &lt;br /&gt;know would not last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. trying to hide the tears that voluntarily fall from &lt;br /&gt;your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. sharing the one you love w/ someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. loving a person too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. giving up someone you never thought of giving &lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. falling in love for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. loving someone you haven't seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. having the right love at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. exerting effort to make the relationship last or &lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. not being appreciated when you know you've &lt;br /&gt;given your best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. taking the risk to fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. hiding your relationship from someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. controlling your feelings to avoid hurting a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. choosing between two persons whom you &lt;br /&gt;really love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. finding out that you can never have the person &lt;br /&gt;you just let go of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. seeing the person you love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. learning that the person who claimed to have &lt;br /&gt;loved you so&lt;br /&gt;much never really cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. seeing the one you love fall for someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. falling for your best friend and knowing that &lt;br /&gt;things can never be &lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;same again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. learning to trust after you have been betrayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. accepting that it was not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. smiling when all you want to do is cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. falling and knowing that it can never be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. not being able to love the person who truly &lt;br /&gt;cares for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. saying that you can never love a person the &lt;br /&gt;way he loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. hearing that he can never love you the way that &lt;br /&gt;you love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. saying that you are over someone you still love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. being friends again and learning to let go of &lt;br /&gt;each other coz&lt;br /&gt;you both know it is better that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. convincing oneself that you are not in love when &lt;br /&gt;you know that you &lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. having to let go because you know that he &lt;br /&gt;deserves someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. trying not to remember how perfect everything &lt;br /&gt;used to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113307242851852789?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113307242851852789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113307242851852789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113307242851852789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113307242851852789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-113023197400257186</id><published>2005-10-26T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T07:36:31.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Señorita Española Expresa (Express Spanish Lady)</title><content type='html'>Esta entrada ha sido de largo debida. Hola mis amigos queridos. ¡Yah de Yah! ¡Sé, él me soy un hehehe del rato...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This entry has long been due. Hello my dear friends. Yah yah! I know, It’s been a while... hehehe! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace dos semanas, he sido adicto en cosas con un tacto del español. Según junio magnífico, tenía un regalo repentino de la lengüeta. Oh bien, no realmente es más de un regalo del traductor en línea. ¡Bwahehe! ¿Cómo no puedo ser adicto? Estoy mirando con impaciencia las películas españolas en Greenbelt durante esas épocas. Este 4to festival español reciente @ Greenbelt, Makati de la película era un asilo seguro para los adicto a la película como mí. ¡Usted consigue mirar los peliculas españoles más finos con las audiencias de la élite, el dirctor Khryss Adalia, el ángel Aquino y el conductor del jeepney en una cierta clase de un anuncio suave (jeep yan del kabilang conductor sa del ung del mabango de los mas del kasi del pasahero del ng del lahat del lumipat del anuncio Kirby sa del kasama c del ung del pero del nyo marecognize. del cguro d..... tanto para el mwahahaha naman del sha kawalan. del nyo del PA rn alam. del nyo del hndi del kng de la explicación.. del ndi hayaan del na...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I have been addicted in things with a touch of Spanish. As per Gorgeous June, I had a sudden gift of tongue. Oh well, not really it’s more of a gift of online translator. Bwahehe! How can I not be addicted?  I am eagerly watching Spanish films at Greenbelt during those times. This recent 4th Spanish Film Festival @ Greenbelt, Makati was a sure haven for movie addicts like me. You get to watch finest Spanish peliculas for only P31 with elite  audiences, director Khryss Adalia, Angel Aquino and the jeepney driver in some kind of a downy commercial (cguro d nyo marecognize.. pero yan ung kasama c Kirby sa commercial.. lumipat lahat ng  pasahero kasi mas mabango ung driver sa kabilang jeep… so much for the explanation.. kng hndi nyo pa rn alam.. hayaan nyo na.. ndi naman sha kawalan.. mwahahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Tuve que ir a la causa temprana de la oficina que necesitamos ser @ el cine por 5:30pm. Wahehe! Buena cosa que mi TL tuvo que tener y salida temprana y que fue al SL en un día consecutivo. ¡Wahaha! Kumbaga e puede bendición de arriba. El intenstity y el esfuerzo enteros de hacerlo el tiempo eran un alboroto. Araw-araw kaming del eskapo del mga de Párrafos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;!--I had to go to the office early because we need to be @ the cinema by 5:30pm. Wahehe! Good thing my TL had to have an early exit and SL on a consecutive day. Wahaha! Kumbaga e may blessing from above. The whole intensity and effort to make it on time was a riot. Para kaming mga eskapo araw-araw.--&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the Spansih films? &lt;em&gt; ¿Qué sobre las películas de Spansih?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abre Los Ojos&lt;br /&gt;Tesis&lt;br /&gt;Crimen ferPecto&lt;br /&gt;Torremolinos 73&lt;br /&gt;Todo Sobre Mi Madre&lt;br /&gt;El Juego de la Verdad&lt;br /&gt;El Bola&lt;br /&gt;Te doy Mis Ojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hndi pa tapos kaya lang gusto ko na magpost kasi bertday ko naman.. hehehe! itutuloy... pauwi na dn ako ei! vavushka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113023197400257186?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113023197400257186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113023197400257186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113023197400257186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113023197400257186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/10/seorita-espaola-expresa-express.html' title='Señorita Española Expresa (Express Spanish Lady)'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112791740072827854</id><published>2005-09-29T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:42:24.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/bad%20girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/bad%20girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/scorp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this exercise: Put yourself in the shoes of whomever you're talking to. Imagine their motivations, their hopes, their desires. This adds very relevant stuff to your outlook now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112791740072827854?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112791740072827854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112791740072827854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112791740072827854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112791740072827854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/buffing-up.html' title='Buffing up'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112774811357674384</id><published>2005-09-27T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:47:01.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Out!!!</title><content type='html'>Yipee! I'm so excited... After a very long break since Romber was cheated (wahehe... bitter!), here comes the much awaited &lt;a href="http://www.axn-asia.com/shows/0129,24,41,27900.html"&gt;Amazing Race Family Edition&lt;/a&gt;. Don't be left behind... catch it on Wednesday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa... shempre d ko mapapalagpas ang &lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbn.com/dubai/index.aspx"&gt;DUBAI&lt;/a&gt; from Star Cinema... so anuh mga co- movie addicts.. watch tau!... (Moment of Silence for Knoll)... wahehe... Naku cguradong maantig nanaman ang aking ginintuang puso sa movie nato... O warning na kng cno man makakasama ko sa Movie... wag na magugulat sa akin.. wahaha! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112774811357674384?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112774811357674384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112774811357674384&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112774811357674384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112774811357674384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/watch-out.html' title='Watch Out!!!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112758238990746075</id><published>2005-09-25T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T01:50:43.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake and the likes are here...</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday i met three striking people. Ahmm.. these are just ordinary persons that i met while im at the elevator, the music store and in the jeepney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First encounter, Being stressed and all with office works. I decided to join my friends in a quick stroll at Glorietta. We went out in the office early to get to the mall before closing. While we were on the elevator, the lift suddenly stopped. What we thought is that there was a black out again. Because earlier that day, three consecutive power interruptions happened during lunch time. (Darn! reminds me of my lost works... simple CTRL+S was forgotten... argghh! lessons learned.) As a self confessed 'claustrophobic' ... shucks i was afraid to death thinking that i'll be stuck on that elev. The girl nearest to the door pressed the emergency button. The bell rang, the operator spoke and luckily the elev went up to the 12f again. Whew! I kept on saying that what just happened was really weird. But no it was not weird it's stupid. hehehe. Gorgeous June had it all figured out. The very same girl who called for help by pressing the emergency button was the one who started it all. Apparently, Gorgeous saw her (accidentally) press the STOP button. Gosh! And what's funny is that she too was pretending to be very shocked and clueless. Haizzz that girl... Buti na lang nag Star margarine c Gorgeous ... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at Landmark, Sexy G had a sudden desire to buy VCDs and Video Karaokes. So we stopped by at the Music Store in the ground floor. I let Sexy G look for what she wants while i window shop movie vcds. And then suddenly, I heard a really loud voice. When i turned around to know what it is. I saw a man singing his heart out. At first I thought that there was a live performance cd playing in the store. Pero ndi... may mama na performance level ang pagkanta. Just imagine Erik Santos, Christian Bautista and Mark Bautista's singing power in one man. Eto pa.. paglingon ko.. katabi nya c Sexy G.. hahaha! What was he doing? No, he was not serenading my friend. Hinahanap lang nya ung CD ni Elton John na may "Sorry seems to be the hardest word." Wahaha! d ko talaga mapigil ang aliw ko sa lalakeng un... The sales ladies were also looking at each other... Kung andun lang kau.. naku mapapahanga dn kau sa lalaki.. hahaha! Kakaiba sha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home while on the jeepney, there was a very petite woman in the sidewalk who is making "para" our jeep (yeah conyotic.. haha!) . The driver stopped but did not pull over. Ayan na nakarinig na ako ng "Mama, itabi mo!". Hmnn.. interesting.. anliit na tao pero parang antapang magsalita. In the jeepney, she was seated beside me. Tapos biglang ginitgit kami ng bus.. shet... natraffic kami... d2 na nagsimula litanya ng babaeng katabi ko... "Ano b yan? Naku hindi na talaga uunlad ang Pilipinas... kahit cnong ilagay na Presidente.. wlang mangayayari satin... c Gloria man o iba ... wala na... Hindi na tau makakabangon... " Habang nagsasalita sha nakikipag eye contact pa sha samin.. and parang iniinvyt nya kaming magsabi ng sarili naming opinion about our Government. Gusto ko sana ung mga ganyan usapan eh. pero naku naman.. bakit mo cnisi kaagad sa Gobyerno ang panggigitgit ng bus. Dapat kng may galit ka sa JMK bus lines mo ilabas. I just find it weird na ganun. She looks like a very busy woman. Madami shang dala dala and looks like sobra na shang pre-occuppied sa work nya. I looked at her again and spyly checked on her kasi baka naman isa sha sa mga ralyista. Pero hndi laptop ang dala dala nya. I know where she's coming. Haaayyy madami cguro gumugulo sa utak nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three persons may be perceived as weirdoes (ay ung una pla stupid weirdo.. hehe). But we have no right to judge them db? Let's just say that they have issues. Don't we all? It's just through our way of letting those issues out that others may not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wag na taung tumingin sa malau. Since the coding phase has already started, you can say that i'm a challenged person again. Last Tuesday night while at work, I got Gorgeous really bothered. She saw me talking in front of my PC as if i am having an argument with someone. hahaha! Sabi nya sakin umuwi na ako at magpahinga. In order for me to save myself to be perceived as a freak who talks to herself, I introduced her to my friend Jake. Wrong move. wahaha! Mas lalo shang natakot.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we all are stressed and pressured at work, the other day my TeamLead called my teammate. "TeamLead: Nabel, tnatawag mo ako? Nabel: nope... TeamLead: ano ba yan nakakarinig na ako ng kung ano ano"... wahaha! And even Gorgeous have small talks with her spidey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayyy! What's happening? Weirdoes are on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, Jake is my imaginary friend. bwahaha! =) Joke lang 'tong c Jake ha.. bka d nyo na ako kausapin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112758238990746075?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112758238990746075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112758238990746075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112758238990746075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112758238990746075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/jake-and-likes-are-here.html' title='Jake and the likes are here...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112714935260619715</id><published>2005-09-20T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T01:05:46.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you found your Soulmate?</title><content type='html'>Have I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Lovestruck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better watch it if you want to know if you found him/her already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112714935260619715?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112714935260619715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112714935260619715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112714935260619715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112714935260619715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/have-you-found-your-soulmate.html' title='Have you found your Soulmate?'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112714890876770510</id><published>2005-09-18T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:08:19.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go USTe!</title><content type='html'>It has always been an exciting experience watching the UAAP Cheering Competition (even onTV lang). I don't know but I have been an addict na with this competition every year since my Major college years. I first watched the competition live during my 3rd yr in college. Biglaan lang ung pagbili ng ticket and we just let one of our classmates to buy the tickets. When we were @ the dome our tickets lead us to UP's bleachers... nyahahay.. anong gnagawa namin dun.. hahaha! Shempre ang dami dami nila and talagang may chant cla with matching Adolf Hitler hand movement.. nyehehe. That was the first time USTe snatched the crown from U.P. and kahit na takot kaming ma-mock ng mga UPians .. eh nung in-announce na na Champion for that year ang USTe ... talgang nakisabay kami sa "Go USTe! Go USTe! Go USTe! GO GO GO GO!" wahaha! People around us were really looking at us in a certain way. hahaha! Tapos ngaun pang 4th year na sa USTe ... Galing talaga kasi atleast minsan lang ako nanonood ng live it was a very victorious scene pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also contented na watching it at home. Mas maganda mga view na makikita. Galing galing ng Salinggawi dancers. Hmnn.. I have no contacts or whatsoever with the Salinggawi Dance Troupe. Pero since mejo nainvolve din ako sa mga cheerings during college (ate ko naging cheerdancer at meron talagang cheering competition between our Majors) na-enjoy ko sha and na-aappreciate ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Groups who fought for the 2005 UAAP Cheering Champion Title was very good, yeah including La Salle... hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say about the Universities who participated? Ahhmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Ateneo - They were cute on those Cheerleading uniform. Sila lang ang naka-skirt and they are very unique for this season because of that. Was not able to catch them really kasi when I tuned in they are almost over with their routines. &lt;/p&gt;2. Adamson - This one I have to watch. Kasi naman napamahal na sakin ang Adamson... hahaha! Pero dun sa taong nag- aaral d2 ayaw nya panoorin mga ka-schoolmate nya... I'm pertaining to my brother... i invited him to watch it with me.. hahaha! ayaw nya.. nilayasan b naman.. hehehe... Anyway, Nagandahan ako sa Cheer nila! in fairness mukhang prepared din. It's just that they have no gulat factor. Siguro kaya ndi cla maka-place. Konting effort pa .. kaya nyo rin yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. NU - For the past years, natutuwa ako sa kanila kasi cla ung may mascot na bulldog. Pasaway ung bulldog na un eh! hehehe! Pero since nag-break ako ng mga oras na nagpeperform cla... hndi ko cla napanood. hehehe! Naabutan ko naman ung pahuli nila.. and napatanong pa ata ako kay Ate kng anong school un.. kasi mejo goldish ang uniform.. akala ko tuloy UST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. UE - I have to pass. Not enough diskspace na brain ko.. d ko maalala ang performance nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. UP - Our mortal enemy in the Cheering Competition. hehehe! As they say ,they were very unique with the stunts and all. Sobra mahihirap nga cguro stunts nila kasi may bumagsak ata sa isa sa mga pyramids if i'm not mistaken. Pero magaling cla! They looked so prepared and confident as always. Pero their presentation for the 'Non Stop Promo Dance' was not that 'awwing'... If they have used a livelier dance costume mas maganda tlaga. I dont know kng ano tawag dun pero ung ung parang suot ni Renee Zellweger and Catherine Zeta Jones sa dance number nila sa Chicago the Movie. Maganda concept it was just not that emphasized. Nga pala ang isa pa tumatak sa isip ko with this univ is the girl who co-hosted boom. Wahaha! ang energy level nasa rurok ng ika-pitong gloria! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. FEU - Kinabahan dn ako sa isang ito. Malupet! They were like UST na in their performance.. hehehe... Kaya lang kulang sa timing.. Mejo nahalata sa TV na ndi nagsabay sabay sa isang routine...Ang cute ng 'Promo Dance' nila. Patok ang Tahiti dancing! All in all deserving ito... db Nek? hehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. UST - May dapat pa b akong sabhin d2? hehehe. Their uniforms were growling for victory! Their execution was close to perfect and malinis ang mga galaw. Super maganda tingnan. Sila ata nagpauso sa mga super variation with the cheer dances... hehehe... Pasaway ang mga music (lalo na ung Not That Kinda Girl by JoJo) and sound effects (narinig ko c Undertaker). Kakabugin talaga! The 'Promo Dance' was very different. Ito ung gulat factor sa Judges and Audience na cnasabi ko...kaya lang may isang pasaway na nagkamali ng pasok ng butas. Maling spot ang nilabasan nya...hehehe...Pero ok pa dn kasi nga maganda... basta for me may ibang zest talaga pag Salinggawi na. Congrats satin! panindigan na natin to kasi ndi na naman tau lalaban sa Basketball.. eto na lang ang gnagawa ng USTe na matino.. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. La Salle - Who would let an intermission number pass by? nyahaha! joke lang po... Entertaining din ang La Salle lalo na sa part na Halleluja by Bamboo was played. Love ko kalbo talaga! hahaha! Kaya lang panira lang talaga riffle props nila ~accdg. to my Ate who's an expert. hehehe~. Kasi naman.. mga model platoons nga nahihirapan sa mga stunts with rifle sila pa na walang CAT or PMT. Haizz.. next tym stick wih lipsticks and blush ons as ur props ... hehehe! Alam ko nagaganto ko mga taga La Salle kasi mababait cla. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure next year UP na... sabi kasi ni edward pag 4 years in a row na nanalo... rest na muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaaliw cla lahat... ung mga music nila may mga sound effects... dko alam kng theme nila yun this year hehehe... Ang kulit ng music ng adamson may 'stig at lupet na sound effects.. wahaha! Sorry eto nanaman ako... pero sa lahat ng napanood ko La Salle nanaman ang wla akong narinig na sound effects... hehehe... napancn ko lang. Intermission na intermission tuloy lalo dating.. wahaha! d sumusunod sa theme.. nyahaha! peace! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112714890876770510?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112714890876770510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112714890876770510&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112714890876770510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112714890876770510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/go-uste.html' title='Go USTe!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112674937666430734</id><published>2005-09-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T09:56:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apt or Aint? Loving this song...</title><content type='html'>There's a right or wrong to know for everything&lt;br /&gt;And the truth is somewhere written in between&lt;br /&gt;But there's always something missing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Until you find the true condition of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can visualize the pieces of a dream,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not as far away as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;But if truth be told, it's you that holds the key&lt;br /&gt;To the question that defines my destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::chorus::&lt;br /&gt;I've been in love, a time or two&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the world, but not with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly and spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna cry, I wanna sing&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live and take a chance&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to love again&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall, fall for you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to fall for me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had plenty conversations with my heart&lt;br /&gt;Coz I want this thing to work, not fall apart&lt;br /&gt;So, I ask my heart how it can be so sure&lt;br /&gt;And it answers me because your heart is pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got every expectation that is true&lt;br /&gt;Coz my heart won't lie to me, much less to you&lt;br /&gt;But if truth be told, it is you that holds the key&lt;br /&gt;To the future that becomes our destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::chorus::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the mountain snow melts into the stream&lt;br /&gt;My heart flows like the river to sea&lt;br /&gt;To the heavens up above,&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God our destiny is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::chorus::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112674937666430734?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112674937666430734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112674937666430734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112674937666430734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112674937666430734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/apt-or-aint-loving-this-song.html' title='Apt or Aint? Loving this song...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112645602064250232</id><published>2005-09-11T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:53:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samu't Sari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haven't had the luxury of time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not able to watch Pinoy Big Brother last week. Yesterday was the first eviction night and Rico was the first one to be ousted in Kuya's house... yipee ... mashado kasi shang madrama... ndi sha nakakatuwa... ewan! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three commercials that caught my attention:&lt;br /&gt;1. KFC Chicken Sandwich... scene nagtiipid mga barkada sa starbucks.. wahaha! nung tinawag parang nag roll call&lt;br /&gt;2. Chippy - Tear Here Band! 'stig!&lt;br /&gt;3. Mcdo Beef Savory Meal (or something like that) - What is the meaning of life... gutom lang yan! wahaha! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revitalizing Necklace.. hmmnnn... i think i need this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko mapanood ang Misster CIO... Sana padala na ni Omi... nananawagan ako... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap magpakasal.. ayoko pa maging housewife... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a career in production/ studio/ commercials and other stuffs like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got touched with "Wake me up when September comes" MTV ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana bukas Deployment na ng Release 3... (He says: you wish!) waaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a pet dog here in Makati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming mga bagay na nararamdaman pero d mo makita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namimiss ko c Mommy.. promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilib ako kay Clint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Eric and Mc Coy! at sa lahat ng nag-birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natatakot ako sa mga bagay bagay pero sana malagpasan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si manong driver misleading... bigla na lang chumika samin na sabi talo c pacquio... shempre d ko alam.. naniwala ako.. Haizzz... sa Rated K ko lang nalaman na panalo naman pala... galing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong maging milyonarya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kailangan ko na matulog kasi may pasok na ulit bukas ~ayy, mamya na pala un :( ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112645602064250232?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112645602064250232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112645602064250232&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112645602064250232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112645602064250232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/samut-sari.html' title='Samu&apos;t Sari'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112557220549881487</id><published>2005-09-02T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:44:23.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ano nga b???</title><content type='html'>serious ako sa mga questions na 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/thinking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anong tagalog sa toothpaste?&lt;br /&gt;anong tagalog sa seahorse?&lt;br /&gt;anong tagalog sa refrigerator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;db we have 5 senses?&lt;br /&gt;kng ang tawag sa taong di makarinig...........bingi&lt;br /&gt;......................sa taong di makakita............bulag&lt;br /&gt;......................sa taong di makaramdam.....manhid&lt;br /&gt;......................sa taong di makapagsalita.....pipi&lt;br /&gt;ano ang tawag sa taong di makaamoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto joke na 'to... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ang tawag sa taong di makaamoy?&lt;br /&gt;sagot: may sipon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ang tawag sa taong di makaamoy ng fart?&lt;br /&gt;sagot: SWERTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako'y lubhang nababagabag... sana tulungan nyo akong maliwanagan sa mga una kong katanungan... (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112557220549881487?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112557220549881487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112557220549881487&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112557220549881487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112557220549881487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/ano-nga-b.html' title='ano nga b???'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112540662560068778</id><published>2005-08-31T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:06:32.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala sanang Impeachment...</title><content type='html'>tsk tsk tsk... kung nag-gayspeak sana cla, walang sabit, ganitech ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GMA:  &amp;nbspHaller, Garcia?&lt;br /&gt;Garci: YESterday, Mother Dear!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbspNachukchak ko na po ung mga chuva ek ek!&lt;br /&gt;GMA:  &amp;nbspBonggacious Ining!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbspE, ung mga tienes tienes tienelin ever, carry na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Garci: WINnie Santos Mother Dear, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbspwiz ka na worry kay anech, Aling Minda! Eclavou na Ever!&lt;br /&gt;GMA:  &amp;nbspAy, ang tarush! O sya, Zsa Zsa Padilla... Babushkah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O db walang masasabi ang oposisyon... hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112540662560068778?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112540662560068778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112540662560068778&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112540662560068778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112540662560068778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/wala-sanang-impeachment.html' title='wala sanang Impeachment...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112540290421674097</id><published>2005-08-31T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:03:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitams!</title><content type='html'>Well, i've been greatly inspired and influenced by my blogsters' (Knoll and Liza) recent entries... so here i am taking one of those quizzes... hehehe.. What kind of demon could i possibly be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this is what quizilla has to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jagwar/1125348991_resranko12.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x858c3ec)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOUR ...not....a..demon?? OMG ur a human.GIVE ME UR&lt;br&gt;BLOOD FOR I AM A VAMPIRE/FOX SPIRT/DEMON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jagwar/quizzes/what%20kinda%20demon%20r%20u%20%3F%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what kinda demon r u ???&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! I am not that bad after all... (,"(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112540290421674097?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://quizilla.com/' title='Kitams!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112540290421674097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112540290421674097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112540290421674097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112540290421674097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/kitams.html' title='Kitams!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112533263997886145</id><published>2005-08-30T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:27:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of my really weird RTs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/cry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shet! sana ibang tao na lang ako bukas... potchi potchi talaga... Haiizzz! waaahhh!!! Wrong moves were captured... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daydreaming: Paggising ng isang babae bukas... paglabas sa building... bumuka ang lupa sa buendia at nilamon sha... masaya! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112533263997886145?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112533263997886145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112533263997886145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112533263997886145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112533263997886145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-of-my-really-weird-rts.html' title='one of my really weird RTs'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112530633334415238</id><published>2005-08-30T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T08:18:02.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'tis is wat we get wen PGMA announces a Special Non-Working Holiday for Public Employees</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: This is a fictional office story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra came in the office between 9:30 to 10:00 AM. She rushed into the CR shempre to freshen up because it was really hot outside. Guess what? She saw her good friend Britney. So, her friend stayed in there for a while and then started complaining 'bout PGMA's declaration of SNWH for governemnt employees. Being a PGMA backer, Alex started defending the President's decision about the 'controversial holiday' (ahhmm.. atleast for Brit=) ). They started really debating on it and then Brit wants to borrow Alex' comb and all the latter said was "Galit ka kay GMA eh.. kaya hindi kta papahiramin". That was meant as a joke but then Alex was told na she's like GMA mahilig sa personalan... wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her way to her cube, she was still really entertained with how their Toilet conversation turned out. She excitedly shared what happened with her office seatmate, Juan. Shempre, he would not let it pass.. He sent an email joke to Alex and Brit... Just see their thread of e-mails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 3:49 PM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Alexandra’; ‘Sophia’&lt;br /&gt;Cc: ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Heroes Day --Yesterday and not Today Our Contract --Including&lt;br /&gt;Holidays and Weekends ( no OT Pay ) You Guys (at our level) --Salary 15K&lt;br /&gt;Gov Guys (at our level) --Salary &lt; 15K&lt;br /&gt;way out the pointthe point is PGMA announced that this is a special non&lt;br /&gt;working holiday with the exception of private sectors....prejudiced&lt;br /&gt;the contract that your stating put this IC into a havoc 360 turnaround....&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I attest that everyone in this thread knows that...btw is manong&lt;br /&gt;here?Manong??? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:53 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Alexandra’; ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Cc: ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;Hmnnnn.... Let me reiterate this line again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not personally angst with her....but her decisions are telling&lt;br /&gt;something and I'm afraid that's one of the char. Our pres... Shudn't&lt;br /&gt;have.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was just my opinion...and that's my prerogative...:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:47 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Alexandra’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Heroes Day --Yesterday and not Today Our Contract --Including&lt;br /&gt;Holidays and Weekends ( no OT Pay ) You Guys (at our level) --Salary 15K&lt;br /&gt;Gov Guys (at our level) --Salary &lt; 15K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all that, AZZANESS!! wahehe! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Alexandra’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:37 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Britney'; ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmnn.. Lets put it this way Brit... If u really think about it... We&lt;br /&gt;havent lost anything about her declaration of special non working&lt;br /&gt;holiday for govt employess... This National Heroes day has never been&lt;br /&gt;a holiday... And I think since GMA is the Govt employee's boss (as u&lt;br /&gt;said earlier)... She has all the right to give a vacation to her&lt;br /&gt;employees...&lt;br /&gt;And even if it was declared holiday by the PGMA .. We have our own&lt;br /&gt;bosses here at accenture to follow. They havent send any memo or&lt;br /&gt;correspondence for this matter... It is even stated in our contract&lt;br /&gt;that we ar obliged and payed to work even during sundays and&lt;br /&gt;holidays... So as to the govt employees having their own boss (PGMA)..&lt;br /&gt;We also have Accenture as our own boss... This special non working&lt;br /&gt;holiday should not be questioned as far as im concerned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it we're luckier... We are not required to&lt;br /&gt;participate on parades and rally for the government... I bet our pay&lt;br /&gt;is much higher than theirs... So give them a break .... Let them have this&lt;br /&gt;one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:24 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Alexandra’; ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't undertand the point?...do we really have a loser? I dnt think you&lt;br /&gt;shud drag that word here...unless your ready to a personalan thing&lt;br /&gt;hahahah...cus I believe this is just a mudslinging email threaded...only for&lt;br /&gt;OUTLOOK's view....lety me hear you say aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:20 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Alexandra’; ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hafl way angst with her...and thankful that I will not come in here&lt;br /&gt;though it shud have been holiday! Since I've got to finish some&lt;br /&gt;stuffs...but she blantantly implied that she's nothing but a second&lt;br /&gt;rate trying hard copy CAT!cut! WEHEHEHE :P peace....the point here is&lt;br /&gt;the holiday we're only meant for govt employees...public offs...where&lt;br /&gt;in fact special non working holiday...means a holiday for all...and&lt;br /&gt;don't you think it defeats the meaning of National Heroes Day? Cud&lt;br /&gt;have been National Heroes Day for the Public servants...geezzzeee...I&lt;br /&gt;am not personally angst with her....but her decisions are telling&lt;br /&gt;something and I'm afraid that's one of the char. Our pres... Shudn't&lt;br /&gt;have..... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Alexandra’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:20 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Cc: ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brit ... This is a better question.. Do I know a LOSER? Wahaha! Nakikisali&lt;br /&gt;sa 'intellectual' debate etong c ‘Juan’... Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace 'dre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:17 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Alexandra’&lt;br /&gt;Cc: ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i hear a LOSER? ha'bout you Brit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Alexandra’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:15 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Britney’; ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria pa dn ako! I would not feel bitter not taking this day off.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, we can always use our offsetable hours and VLs if we don't&lt;br /&gt;feel like working. Lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalan parang c Golria??? Wahaha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:05 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Juan’; ‘Alexandra’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWAHAGHAHAHAHA..! ! ..damn good! Ceiling fan....:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: ‘Juan’&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Monday, August 29, 2005 10:02 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: ‘Alexandra’; ‘Britney’&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Fwd: The Clock Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at&lt;br /&gt;the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.&lt;br /&gt;He asked, "What are all those clocks?" St. Peter answered,  "Those are&lt;br /&gt;Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time  you lie the&lt;br /&gt;hands on your clock will move." "Oh," said the man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whose clock is that?" "That's M! ! other Teresa's. The hands have never&lt;br /&gt;moved, indicating that she never told a lie." "Incredible," said the&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And whose clock is that one?" St. Peter responded, "That's  Abraham&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that  Abe told&lt;br /&gt;only two lies in his entire life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's Gloria Macapagal Arroyo's clock?" asked the man. The&lt;br /&gt;Philippine President's' clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a&lt;br /&gt;ceiling fan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u were entertained... nice fictional story huh?!? ... The characters are raging with diverse opinions... that can maybe explain their gram booboos... wahaha! hwag (mashadong) husgahan and mga karakter sa kwento.. isipin na lang nating lasing at high ang mga nag-uusap... hehehe! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112530633334415238?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112530633334415238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112530633334415238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112530633334415238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112530633334415238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/tis-is-wat-we-get-wen-pgma-announces.html' title='&apos;tis is wat we get wen PGMA announces a Special Non-Working Holiday for Public Employees'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112495375838078874</id><published>2005-08-26T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:07:38.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must... I must... I must...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;increase my brain power and read more... Actually, brains have not that much to do with the books I am dying to read. But moi cudnt find time to just sit down and glue my eyes on books, even for a while. Hindi naman kasi ako talga ganto... and i don't want to read "boring books" (ito lang po ang alias ko sa mga "intellectual books"..hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must Read Books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridget Jones Diary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/bjd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/bjd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just watched the BJD movie... And I really fell in love with this flick. May i say inspired also? hehehe... Falling in love with bosses.. nah, i don't think so. Gonna pass on that lalo na't pamilyado na ang ibang tao john lim mo na.. este erase erase...pamilyado na ang ibang tao jan lam mo na.. wahaha! My good friend donapet also suggests this book... so sana mabasa ko talga sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Five People You Meet in Heaven &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/five%20people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/five%20people.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cno nga b nag-influence sakin to check out this book? Hmnnn.. thinking hard... recalling deeply .. Ah alam ko na c Kris Aquino... o db close kami.. hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/tuesdays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/tuesdays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, we have this book @ home hhmmm... of course courtesy of my good sister. Sige basahin ko na talaga sha promise... Sana man lang bago ipalabas sa cinema ang The Movie nya.&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;strong&gt;The Purpose Driven Life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/purpose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" height="90" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/purpose.jpg" width="64" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This book has been really a fad. Pero natabunan na sha ngaun ng mga latest na Harry Potter and Adventures of Narnia b un... Eto promise basahin ko 'to... bka sakaling ma-enlighten ako... mas lalo pa akong maging mabuti lalo na sa kapwa ko... hihihi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da Vinci Code &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/da%20vinci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 68px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="70" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/da%20vinci.jpg" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My seatmate has read this book and really tells me that it's a must read... Ok Ok! nakapila na yan sa mga gusto kong basahin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are all the books listed in my itenerary for the bookworm life i am working on. Hope to read all of these books before the year ends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;i must also watch these &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; and DVD 'balas'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kasi naman been wanting and wishing for DVD &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; or series to watch... ayan natambakan na tuloy ako.. My first mission would be to finish off all the Desperate Housewives and Lost DVD series that was kindly lent by ate's officemate... then Love Actually, The Wedding Date, Magnifico and Runaway Jury (Ok fine promise sauli ko na sa inyo Marcus and Gegs)...then all the Korean, Taiwanese and Chinese subtitled &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; referred by Donapet... This would not be hard for me coz this is what i love to do.. magplantsa ng &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; while watching &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt;.... Yun lang goodluck sakin.. hehehe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i must get back to work na.. tama na ang petiks.. wahehe.. tata! (",)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112495375838078874?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112495375838078874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112495375838078874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112495375838078874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112495375838078874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-must-i-must-i-must.html' title='I must... I must... I must...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112490103063129847</id><published>2005-08-25T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:16:45.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawang katotohanan</title><content type='html'>Most of my close friends know that I’m a genuine sucker for Reality shows, aside from romance pinoy movies of course. lolz! In my opinion kasi... what i want to see eh yung mga pawang katotohanan o makatotohan. I hate fiction movies specially Star Wars (minsan lang ako nanood nito libre kasi tapos muntikan pa akong makatulog sa fighting scene...wahaha!). Yes, i guess you figured out na madaming magagalit sa akin sa mga kuro-kuro ko 'bout that movie. Ok lang sanay na ako madami ako kaaway sa office dahil jan. Naririnig ko pa lang ung openning music ng Star Wars na 'tententenen tentenen tentenen'... nakakatulog na ako.. hahaha!. 'nuf said bout that binigyan ko lang kayo ng perfect sample ng hndi makakatotohanan. This blog should be focused on Reality TV Shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the Reality Shows ive gone gaga over with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Survivor - This show really excites me. I remember back in college, we don’t have cable channels yet back then. And i would just await this show during Sunday evenings. You wouldn’t be bored with all the exotic challenges, mind boggling &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;, and back stabbing bitches you’ll see in every series. I always look forward for the next series may it be a Survivor in Tambuktu or Surivor in Mount Tralala. hehehe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Amazing Race - Wishing i am one of those racers who get to see the World for free and with such competent and determined attitude. Fave season ko ung kayna ROMBER. I really think there was some kind of conspiracy in the last hours of that season. Madaya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Idol - Being a rusher, you will not get the end of it all through out the show or atleast during Mondays. Not that much into this but i kinda enjoyed it also.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Apprentice - Haayyy. As a frustrated &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=Marketing" target="_blank"&gt;Marketing&lt;/a&gt; Executive or Entrepreneur, I really envy the participants who have the chance to be successful in this field and not to mention to work @ one of Donald Trump's Companies. Haiizzzzzz.. Pero Hell! It's not too late... What about a change in career??? bwahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joe Millionaire – Gusto ko ung pinakauna… ung c Joe Construction worker pala… Comment lang naaalala ko sa kanya c Beast dun sa Beauty and the Beast (well, perfect)… laki kasi nyang tao. Pde na dn ihanay d2 ang The Bachelor/The Bachelorette, Playing Striaght (parang same same cla and lahat dn cla may twist)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Average Joe – May naaalala din ako.. hahaha! Kung ako dun sa Girl dun ako sa Average Joe kasi mayaman (ung stockholder sa New York).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who Wants to Marry my Dad? – D ko alam kng bakit niya kelangan hanapin ang love nya through a reality tv show anyway, I love it when the fax machine rings ... lahat cla knakabahan… nakakaaliw clang tingnan na nanlalaki mga mata.. hehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Contender – When this show was airing @ ETC every Monday, naku dali dali ako sa pag – uwi… kasi ang pnapanood ko lang naman d2 e ung mga challenge, kulitan and interviews nila b4 the fight. The fight itself… hmmnn… hangga’t kaya ko nanonood ako.. pero pag parang pati ako nasasaktan na… Punta muna ako sa sala and pashal pashal muna.. aalamin ko na lng sa huli kng cno talga n&lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=anal" target="_blank"&gt;anal&lt;/a&gt;o… hehehe! Miski naman laban ni Manny Pacquiao sa umpisa lang ako watch kasi pag may blood na.. Arrraoouch! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;America’s Next Top Model – This is ongoing on Studio 23 every Monday evening. Actually matagal na ‘tong series na ‘to … pero dahil I’m still awed with modeling perks... watch pa dn ako.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fear Factor – Eeewww, what the f***?, OMG, P***** ?N@... At simpleng anak ng tipaklong ang mga pnapagawa d2. Pero the best panoorin.. wag lang gawin…hehehe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blind Dates/ Fifth wheel – back then while channel surfing, I saw these &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;dating&lt;/a&gt; reality shows fulled with hmmnn should I say desperate guys and gals… ndi liberated lang cla.. and accepted. Eh tingnan nyo sa ABC 5 ung 3 blind dates hosted by JM Rodriguez… gnagaya nila tong mga &lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;dating&lt;/a&gt; shows na ‘to sa Pinas… Oh my ndi po sha katanggap tanggap… ewan ko… opinion ko yan.. ndi talaga pde nagmumuka clang martilyo sa TV.. haiizzz…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Joe Schmo Show – My brother introduced me to this show… e natuwa ako… hehehe!... Kawawa naman c Joe… he reminds me of somebody.. Kamuka pa nya bait bait pa! Uyy tatawa na yan! =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;StarStruck!!! Dream Believe Survive! - Yes po… I like watching this reality based artista search… Well, nung una sabi ko ano b yan ang corny naman nyan.. ang jologs… and it turned out na it’s not that bad after all. O jologs lang talaga ako.. hahaha! Opo.. sa hnaba haba ng listahan ko ng reality shows.. eto ang unang local na pumasok sa aking faves… except kng ika-count ung Love Bytes in ABC 5 hosted by Edu Manzano na elementary pa lang ata ako nun (bata bata pa e… dyaske hehehe!)… Basta, may kakaiba sa starstruck o dahil frustrated artista lang ako..wahaha! Kasi dati ndi natuloy na isali ako sa Little Miss Philippines… hmmpp… san ako sasali ngaun TV Babe??? Wahehe. Wala nga ako kilala sa SCQ ng Ch2 e (c DM lang kasi cute wahaha!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extra Challenge – Paolo and Ethel Booba lang talaga aus na buto buto e… nakaka- amaze ang show na ‘to kasi they can really show artista's true colors. Madami kang madidiscover na kaartehan at kagandahan ng ugali sa mga artisang feeling mo laging picture perfect. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And last Saturday, ayun kakasimula lang ng Pinoy Big Brothers… eto nanaman ako sabi ko ang baduy ang corny... pero wag ka Kamps Kubs (Kamapanerang Kuba) pa lang nasa ch2 na ako kahit likas akong Kapuso. Wla lang naiintriga ako sa kanila… Actually etong entry ko na ‘to was intended for my observation on Pinoy big brother show… hmmnnn.. madaldal lang talaga ata ako at mukang sobra na mahaba eto.. I have to end this na… next tym na ung purely PBB blog. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112490103063129847?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112490103063129847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112490103063129847&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112490103063129847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112490103063129847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/pawang-katotohanan.html' title='Pawang katotohanan'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112460758089258759</id><published>2005-08-20T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T14:59:40.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday mo?!?</title><content type='html'>Kanya kanyang araw lang po tau... ndi araw araw bday natin... and  kanya kanayang araw ng kaperpektohan lang yan... Tandaan walang manloloko kng walang magpapaloko...At ang pikon laging talo! Hoy Gising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayyy! Dekada sisenta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not, it's a Friday... daba June?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112460758089258759?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112460758089258759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112460758089258759&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112460758089258759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112460758089258759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/birthday-mo.html' title='Birthday mo?!?'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112446328380724891</id><published>2005-08-18T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:47:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevation... ~This is the day~</title><content type='html'>After a tonsil breaking party @ Redbox, Gbelt, here I am still blogging. I just want to make sure that I will remember every detail of this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came early @ the office (made a resolution to myself that I will not be late anymore… pinky promise with myself). A couple of hours later (930 am ata), there was no internet connection. Hell yeah! Wahaha! Petiks time. How good can it be, being paid for answering movie quizzes? Lol! We all had fun doing this. Even after lunch we continued with our new task “Guess what movie is this scene!”. Hehehe! @ around 2 pm, the connection was up and running again, back to work. The downside of all this connection disaster, I was given a tight deadline to complete my task. Waaahhh! Now, I’m on a new game “4:30pm beating the deadline!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the cramming and the stressful beat it, I again have a lax time. Then @ exactly 5:30 pm, we’re headed to Redbox. Woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order for all of us to participate and sing, we are picking names who would sing next. Hmmnn… where’s my name??? LOL! Ataters na ako kumanta. I even have a song in my mind if ever I was picked. Khriz! Yey! I was picked. “Bituing Walang Ningning po”. I shyly said when they asked me what song Id like. And the rest was history. I haven’t sipped any alcoholic drinks that night, what was It all about? Hmmnn… hey I was just having fun. And I bet all of them did too. Wahaha! Here are some other songs on my playlist that night: Hiram, Somewhere Down the Road, Let the Love Begin, I love you boy, and Total Eclipse of the Heart. I was tempted to make a comeback with Feliz’ version of ‘Let’s hear it for the boy’. But what the heck, her performance was incomparable. She simply amuses me every team party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everthing went right. Just right. Yes, I was elevated this day. Thank you but my plans will still push through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112446328380724891?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112446328380724891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112446328380724891&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112446328380724891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112446328380724891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/elevation-this-is-day.html' title='Elevation... ~This is the day~'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112428993688886751</id><published>2005-08-18T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T22:45:36.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watcha think?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/400/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/400/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112428993688886751?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://khrizzyideas.myblogsite.com/blog/_archives/2005/8/17/1145687.html' title='Watcha think?!?!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112428993688886751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112428993688886751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112428993688886751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112428993688886751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/watcha-think.html' title='Watcha think?!?!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112423927847970569</id><published>2005-08-17T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T20:58:28.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a piece of cake... It's a piece of Donut! ;(</title><content type='html'>when we claim that it's love we have for someone, are we correct?something to ponder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is you voice caught within your chest?it isn't love, it's like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't keep your eyes or hands off to them, am i right?it isn't love, it's lust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you proud and eager to show them off?it isn't love, it's luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you want them because you know they're there?it isn't love, it's loneliness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you there because it's what everyone wants?it isn't love, it's loyalty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you there because they kissed you or held your hand?it isn't love, it's low confidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt them?it isn't love, it's pity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat?it isn't love, it's infatuation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you tell them everyday they are the only one you think of?it isn't love, it's a lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you willing to give all of your things for their sake?it isn't love, it's charity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** L O V E ********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does your heart ache and break when they're sad?if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do their eyes see your true and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there? "if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are?if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you attracted to others but stay with them faithfully without regret?if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" would you allow them to leave you not because they want to but because they have to? "if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;would you give them your heart, your life and your death?if yes, then it's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** ? ********&lt;br /&gt;now, if love is painful and tortures us so,&lt;br /&gt;why do we love?&lt;br /&gt;why is it all we search for in life?&lt;br /&gt;this pain, this agony?&lt;br /&gt;why is it all we long for?&lt;br /&gt;this torture, this powerful death of self?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is so simple..because it'sLOVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it is such an addiction that even people who don't have love, wish to experience it and share it.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112423927847970569?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112423927847970569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112423927847970569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-piece-of-cake-its-piece-of-donut.html' title='not a piece of cake... It&apos;s a piece of Donut! ;('/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112419111193034090</id><published>2005-08-17T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T11:32:57.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sulitin natin</title><content type='html'>Amigos y amigas, my two day 'bakasyon not that engrande' officially ends today. Kasad! What did I do yesterday? I bummed around all day and all night long. Hmnnn… That’s why before I went to sleep last night, I called my TL to ask on how to go to Broadway Centrum to watch Eat Bulaga (o db wala lang naisip ko lang). Nakow, akalain mo un… balak dn naman talga pala nilang manood ng EB.. wahaha! So, we agreed that we’ll just meet there. Bago ako matulog… feeling ko alam ko na kng pano kami pupunta ng kapatid ko, basta MRT tapos baba sa GMA Kamuning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 freakin' AM – My alarm clock woke me up. Gosh! A trip to Broadway Centrum lang pala ang makakapagpagising sakin ng ganto kaaga. Wondering why this freakin' early? Oh well, may pila daw ng pagpasok… ang usapan namin 7 am kami kita dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;530 AM Wake up Wake up! I was trying to wake up my brother (sabi nya kasi sama sha!). Tapos waaahhh.. yaw na nya.. sleep na lang daw sha =(&lt;br /&gt;*still decided ... cge ako na lang go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;630 AM I called TL @ home… McCoy answered… tulog pa daw c TL… Hmnnn ano to ibig sabhn indian ako??? Tnext ko TL… sabi nya on the way na daw sha sa Cubao (e nakainom pala c McCoy kaya wala sa sarili nung kausap ko… hehehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 AM Pnop ko c Philip(good thing early bird ‘to)… kasi alam kong nag mMRT sha.. nakasabay ko minsan… hehe… I just learned na mali pla alam kong GMA.. nyaks! He gave me an instruction on how to go there.. kaya lang im really not familiar in that part of Manila… narinig ko pa lang Cubao napaisip na ako e… hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;730AM Nsa Ministop sa may GT ako… tnawagan ko c Ferdz, actually mali… ginising ko c Ferdz (ano buzz logtu pa? tanghali na! wahaha.. nagsalita…)… kasi alam nya ung papuntang Gilmore kasi dapat dun sha bbli ng computer namin (wahehe!) … Nagtanong ulit ako kng panu pumunta… Cge MRT tapos jeep…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 +++ AM antagal noh?! Sobrang maalinsangan pa.. wla pa ako breakfast… haiizz.. nakarating dn ako ng Broadway… My TL was waiting for me.. hehehe… kain muna oishi at C2…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 +++ AM Nagpapasok na. Naku bawal ang cel sa loob… panu ko magkodak moments? Waaaahh! Dahil 2 ang cel na dala ko.. ung isa ang pnahabilin ko.. tapos when the lady guard inspected my bag.. talagang todo pnapakita ko sa kanya ung no. na binigay nung pnasurrender ung cel… Grabe maghalungkat ng bag… nakita ung tinago ko cel… waaahhh! Sabi sakin.. hnabilin nga ung isa.. may tinira pa!.. wahaha! busted! Pasaway kasi ei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11+++ AM ayan puro preparation ng mga props, set, cam, lights, sounds… gosh wala ako cel para mamya… hmmppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12++ NN ayan nag umpisa na ang Eat Bulaga! I just noticed na 3 portions lang pala meron ang Eat Bulaga. TKO, Bulagaan and Laban o Bawi. It was an experience. Pero, I would rather watch it na lang @ home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I would rather watch it @ home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It’s funnier on TV coz the cam only focuses where the punchline or the action is. If you’re seeing it live, mapapagod ang mata mo sa daming distractions (men in black - crew) and sa dami ng gusto mong sabay sabay makita. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I usually enjoy watching EB while munching on my lunch. But since food or drinks (even candies) are not allowed inside, Manigas ka talaga sa gutom! (o dapat mag heavy breakfast ka.. e since pasaway na oishi lang ang gas ko… ndi talga kinaya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can be a kitikitext, specially if I want my friends to watch EB because of wangbu. Dun wala nasa selda ang aking mga cel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;@ home, the loud laughs of my kasambahay are tolerable (in fact we love to really laugh together while watching it). @ the Studio, the deafening shouts of the ‘Kurimao’ boys and students who cut on their classes came to a point where it was so irritating! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was seen on national television. Being a narcissist, this should be a good thing for me. But waaaahhh! I was seen on TV with a streamer of CIARA SOTTO (held by some Kurimao boys) beside me! Oh noooo! waaahhhh! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;How was it in general?&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that it’s quite an experience. Seeing all the Bulagaers was fun: Bossing, Joey and the rest of the gang. Most specially Jose’s Wangbu/Imaw performance... nyahaha! =). Aliw sha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will I watch Eat Bulaga live again?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but definitely not in the near future. (next tym pati lafangers muna ako bago pumasok dun.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that’s how my bakasyon ended… I guess I made the best out of it (wla kasi anda pambakasyon… kaya ganyan na lang.. hehehe). Have to sleep now ‘cause I really got tired. Tomorrow…Hello 22.07F! :S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112419111193034090?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://khrizzyideas.myblogsite.com/blog/_archives/2005/8/16/1141998.html' title='Sulitin natin'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112419111193034090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112419111193034090&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112419111193034090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112419111193034090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/sulitin-natin.html' title='Sulitin natin'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112408440669729303</id><published>2005-08-16T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T18:32:18.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Roughly a week from now, it will be one full year since you left. Yeah, back then I was just joking around that finally I can be free as a bird. I can do anything I want without worrying if it might upset you. I can come home very late after late night gimiks. But then again, I really missed you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a list of the things I missed without you on my side: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you were here I wouldn’t be coming late in the office. (You’re my beautiful human alarm clock.—I have to be honest… the reason why I really wake up is that you’re voice literally is getting in to my nerves. lolz!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have baon in the office everyday, just like before. Now, I really get jealous with my officemates who have baons. =(( &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have a person who’s always looking forward to hear all of my stories. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would not have bulging eye-maletas since you always tell me when to stop watching TV. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would not have any problem for ‘barya’ for the jeepney fare. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would not have to pay a luxury dinner on Sundays or any occasion. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Inbox would be full of text messages with Prayers or Good Mornings everyday. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have more nilagang mais, talong (iba’t ibang luto), menudo and other home cooked meals. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There’s someone who’ll be really happy if may pasalubong ako na mani (ung nabibili lang sa street stands). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There’s someone who will really laugh at my corny jokes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And most of all, There will be someone who would not get tired na sabihing ang ganda ko! Wahehe! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep yep, I really miss her. I guess chatting (sa office and sa unit until wee hours), exchanging emails, phone calls, texts and chikkas were not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Btw Mommy, if you’re reading this I’ve been a good girl. uummmwwaaahh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112408440669729303?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://khrizzyideas.myblogsite.com/blog/imaheko/_archives/2005/8/15/1138164.html' title='Missing You'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112408440669729303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112408440669729303&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112408440669729303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112408440669729303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112408767352270442</id><published>2005-08-16T06:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:37:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wind struck Mr. Arrogant!</title><content type='html'>Yes my dear friends! sa wakas may DVD player na kami wahaha! Kasi sabi ko dati... why buy a DVD Player kng meron na VCD Player db? same lang naman un... Oh well, ang butihin kong sister ang bumili... Thanks Ate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmnn... shempre hexcited kami to use it agad.. she also bought a DVD which contains three movies in it namely: My Sassy Girl, Windstruck and 100 days with Mr. Arrogant. Wla kaming ibang 'bala' kaya un na ang pnanood namin. Actually windstruck na lang ang d ko napapanood d2 eh pero cge lang watch ako. It's very addicting to watch subtitled Korean, Chinese and Taiwanese films (except for the horror movies ha.. kasi those kind of movies really haunt me for days or months). Sometimes it makes me feel like being a Korean na lang... Kasi ang gaganda ng mga love stories dun.. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some 'commonalities' that I've noticed in the 3 movies and other Tsinovelas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pinky Promises. They really put that much value to these promises. As in kapag nakipaglapat ung pinky mo sa pinky ng isang koreano, alam mo na pnasok mo.. kung ndi baka mamya habulin ka nila hanggang kng saan at maging horror na ang tema ng movie ng buhay mo. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carry me drama. Pasan pasan ng lalaki ang girlet sa likod. Eto kahit sa mga tsinovela napaka-rampant nito. Para bang eto ang pnaka-intimate moment nila. Kasi if u can notice wla naman (bihira) sa kanila ang nagkikiss or mga bed scene. Eto na ung pnakaromansa nila kumbaga.. wahaha! ang sagawang pakinggan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sasakyan kita. May bike na talagang may upuan sa gitna or sa likod ng bike. D2 ang pwesto ni girl. Ang sweet nito... sa totoong buhay masaya para sakin 'to. I dont know kasi how to ride a bike. Kaya it would be better kng aangkas na lang ako.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About the characters naman:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Atapang ababae. Eto kalimitan ang bidang babae. She''ll never be caught in a girly girl situation (atleast sa mga umpisa pa lng ng kwento). Palaging naninigaw, nang aaway at super angas ang mga leading lady sa mga movies and tsinovelas. Kilala nyo naman cguro ang orig na si San Cai.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andres. Eto naman ang bidang lalaki. Super underdog characters usually ang mga leading man. They would do all of the lucky girl's desires. Ang saya db? sana ganto na lang lagi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Usually there would be a Nanay or Lola na super pasaway. Konsintidora kumbaga! Basta patawa ang roles ng mga ito.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are some leading men dn naman na ndi nagpapatalo sa love interest nya. Ung mga parang walang respeto sa babae. Super tapang-tapangan. Pero in the end chuvaers na rin sha.. hehehe! Dao ming zhe?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make Faces. Napancin nyo b na kng gano kaganda ung mga babae... ganun dn cla kagaling mag-distort ng face nila. Pero cute na cute pa dn cla kahit 'mukang tangerks'. Babala: wag na clang gayahin kasi baka mawala ung word na 'mukang' pag may nakakita sau.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kodak Moments with that hand sign. Whenever there are scenes of them on a trip, shempre may kodakan. Common pose nila? E d ung may peace sign. Sa atin ang mahilig mag ganun... c april boy lang... kaya wag ulit gayahn... kasi bka akalaing maka-Idol ka pa! hehehe! =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Sa may mga DVD series jan ng kung ano... atsaka 'bala' ng DVD... Peram naman oh! hehehe =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112408767352270442?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112408767352270442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112408767352270442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112408767352270442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112408767352270442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-wind-struck-mr-arrogant.html' title='My wind struck Mr. Arrogant!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112409587175255653</id><published>2005-08-15T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:32:25.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Significance of being Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hmmnn.. here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are the things you enjoy doing when there's no one around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sing my lungs out. I'm not a gifted kantatera kaya it would be better if I keep it to myself na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bust a move. Maraming d nakakaalam na passion ko dn ang dancing... and guess what ung mga close friends ko alam yan... may evidence pa nga eh! waaahhh! june wag mo na ipagkalat ung video ko last xmas party ha! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Magdrama... O, bago nyo ako husgahan.. wahehe! ndi ako nababaliw... wla lang try nyo minsan harap kau sa mirror.. tapos mag emote kau... masaya! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Watch my favorite movie. Pangako, Ikaw lang. Oo, adik na adik ako sa movie na 'to... And i really like watching it alone(or kng wlang tao sa bahay)... kasi magrereklamo na cla... ilang beses ko na kasing inulit ulit 'to. Atleast ndi Gladiator 3 ang fave movie ko daba? wahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Makipagtelebabad. 'Cause i am so paranoid that someone's eavesdropping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Clean the house. Eto naman e paminsan minsan lang. Kasi mas ayoko pa ata ung may nakkta na ibang tao na palakad lakad while im doing the chores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sleep. Para wlang maingay db... kasi iba ang timezone namin ng mga kapatid ko... kapag gising ako cla ang tulog at kapag ako na matutulog gcng pa cla at nanonood ng TV. hhmmppp! peace bro.! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2. What lowers your stress/blood pressure/anxiety level?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Listening to Regine Velasquez' songs. lalo na kapag matataas na... birit ka dn para mawala at mailabas mo ang sama ng loob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Kung d mo talaga ma-take c RV kay Nina Live! ka na lang.. magaganda dn and ganun dn ang effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cadbury Chocolates, Ube Ice cream, Ketchup flavored Piknik, Sour Cream &amp;amp; Onions Pringles or VCut. Any of these junkies would do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Salon Services. dko alam pero nakakatulong sha... d ko na mashado gnagawa ito kasi ang gusto ko lang naman talaga eh massage sa ulo.. pero ang nangyayari napapa-hot oil ako which is so expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jokes. Any kind of jokes. Kahit ung saksakan ng corny wahehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Textbacks. Shempre if i have a problem, I would opt to text all of my good buddies. And their precious replies are so comforting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Greenhills, Glorietta and any SM Mall. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Movies. Need I say more ulet? hehehe! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Time offs. Once in a while we need a break... like what I'm doing now... nakakapagod dn kaya magpanggap..hahaha! (joke lang po ito... baka mabasa 'to ng TL ko...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Watching TV. Kahit ano... d ako pihikan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sweetie talks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sleep. When all else fails to lower my stress, this is what I do. A few hours of it is a sure refuge from my problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;3. Tag 5 friends and they should also post this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Donnapet, Edward, Ate Chat, Gegs and June (dahil favorite kta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;***significance? ahh ehhh wla naman may entry lang ulit ako.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112409587175255653?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://kayeveve.blogdrive.com/' title='Significance of being Tagged'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112409587175255653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112409587175255653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112409587175255653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112409587175255653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/significance-of-being-tagged.html' title='Significance of being Tagged'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112395385012741066</id><published>2005-08-15T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:24:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 days to go...</title><content type='html'>Can't wait... so excited! I am just eager to know what will happen... Would I enjoy it and embrace it forever? Will my dreams be realized? Will my prayers be answered? We’ll just know. Wish a wish a wish wish wish wish wish!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112395385012741066?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112395385012741066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112395385012741066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112395385012741066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112395385012741066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/100-days-to-go.html' title='100 days to go...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112395336826272809</id><published>2005-08-14T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:25:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katorse</title><content type='html'>Lazy, cold, sluggish, calming, wet, comfy…these are the words that come in my mind if I were to describe last Friday. It was raining all day and was freakin’ cold. So I decided to go home early... hehehe. No gimiks in stored for us because sabi ni Daddy uwi agad ng maaga kasi may bagyo… mabait ako eh… hehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tuned in to one of my favorite channels, Cinema One, I saw Dina Bonnevie na sobrang bata pa and buntis… curious ako kaya pnanood ko… scene na naabutan ko.. ung maid.. tnatawag c Alfie Anido(kapatid ni Gabby Concepcion sa movie) na may letter from Gabby(nsa States). Ang kwento c Dina, Gabby and Alfie childhood friends tapos nabuntis ni Gabby c Dina (anak ng manggagawa sa hacienda na pagmamay-ari ng Mama ni Gabby and Alfie… errr… sounds familiar? =)) … Tapos knupkop nila si Dina pero nililihim naman nilang may ibang babae c Gabby sa States atska ndi nila pnapaalam na may mga sulat c Gabby. Naawa na c Alfie kay Dina kaya he told her lahat lahat… galit c dina na umalis sa hacienda at bumalik sa bahay ng nanay nya habang anlaki laki na ng tiyan nya at mukang kabuwanan na nya… etong c alfie cnundan sha hanggang makauwi sa bahay c dina… ayun ilang minuto pa… sumigaw na c Dina na manganganak na sha… eto lang naman ang aliw na aliw ako sa pelikulang ‘to… Nsa kubo cla… manganganak na nga… aba at gumagapang pa ang babae.. may hnahanap.. ayun nakita nya hnahanap nya.. isang makapal na libro at nagscascan na sha… nakita na nya hnahanap… Oh my, grabe etong scene na ‘to.. shempre wla cla choice kasi wlang ibang tao.. c alfie ang magpapaanak… Hala! cge tingin sa libro habang nagpapaanak… as if tumitingin sa Recipe… Grabe talaga .. ndi ko alam kng ano nararamdaman ko sa movie habang pnapanood ko ang eksenang eto… naaawa ako sa scene and at the same time parang gusto ko dn isipin na isang malaking joke ang nag isip na ganun ang script nun.. waaahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobra mabigat ang feeling ko nung pahuli na dn… kasi b naman namatay ang baby ni Dina habang nakkipag away kay Gabby sa halamanan ng bulak..at ang kanyang anak nakow natabunan ng cotton na nasa basket… ah ewan! Masokista ata ang nagsulat ng pelikulang to… mashado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam nyo b tong pelikulang toh? Haiizzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***obviously, i just can't get enough with pinoy movies... Go Cinema One! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112395336826272809?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://indie.imdb.com/title/tt0467597/fullcredits' title='Katorse'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112395336826272809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112395336826272809&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112395336826272809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112395336826272809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/katorse.html' title='Katorse'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112395125781484133</id><published>2005-08-14T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:50:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anothers Wedding?</title><content type='html'>Muvee Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This is a very subjective comparison between a local and foreign comic movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Crashers and 'D Anothers were the most recent movies I have seen. I was expecting on getting a good laugh for both flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/Wcrashers.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/Wcrashers.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wedding Crashers.&lt;/strong&gt; I am not really planning on watching Wedding Crashers, what we really want that night was to watch If Only (JLH movie). So searching over the net, where is it still showing, we’ve learned na meron pa sa SM Megamall… Siksikan sa MRT and lakad pa… ayan andun na kami sa Megamall. Since it was a Friday night mejo madami tao, plus the fact that there was an event hosted by Cinema One for the digital film movies. So nung bumili ng ticket ang cnabi ko lang eh ung no. ng Cinema… pagcheck ko sa ticket.. Stealth ung showing dun… Ngee.. sabi namin if Only gusto namin.. tapos ndi na pla sha showing =( … So we settled for Wedding Crashers with matching pagatataray pa… kasi madami clang etchos bout pagpapalit ng ticket.. konting sindak lang pala… bibigay din… Gusto pa nilang tnatakot eh..wahaha! With all the hassles, did I enjoy the movie? Hmnnn…there were scenes where I almost fell asleep… pero nakakatawa dn naman sha.. hndi ka lang hahagalpak sa tawa… Pero gusto ko ung line nung guy on how he would describe love (paki-post naman kung alam nyo oh.. nakalimutan ko e… wahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;*While watching this movie, elibs lang ako sa tibay ng dalawang bida d2… Hanep mag crash ng wedding… nagtotoast pa ng cheers for the newly weds.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/danother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/danother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'D Anothers&lt;/strong&gt;. In one of my blogs @ friendster, I said that I’ll watch out for this movie. Masaya ang pelikulang ‘to! There were scenes na after ng punchline eh mga ilang minuto pa dn nagtatawanan ang mga tao at d pa nakakarecover…. Success na cguro masasabi 'to compared sa Gagamboy at Mr. Suave ni Vhong na never kong pnanood. And2 dn kasi c Toni Gonzaga kaya masaya talaga! Yup, this has traces of being a typical Pilipino movie dahil… may production number dn cla on one of those multo festivity. Maiinis na sana ako ng tuloy tuluyan dun sa scene na un ng biglang pumapel c Mura! Wahaha! pasaway.. nakakatawa! Maganda sha try to watch it… kahit papano maeentertain kayo…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112395125781484133?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112395125781484133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112395125781484133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112395125781484133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112395125781484133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/anothers-wedding.html' title='Anothers Wedding?'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112394459828436218</id><published>2005-08-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:58:36.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Komento</title><content type='html'>Well Junelyn, d ako makapagpost ng comment sau... kaya ikaw na lang star ko sa blog ko na 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your keen observation regarding typical Pilipino movies was soooo hilarious! Sobrang saya! While I was reading it, clear pictures from the movie scenes are flashing in my head.. wahaha! May contribute lang ako sa blog mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lovers started as bestfriends/childhood friends.&lt;br /&gt;Shempre iba - iba pa ang situation nyan:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Childhood friends sila at magkalaro lagi cla bata pa lang sa isang hacienda sa probinsya. Tapos may isa mayaman(kalimitan lalaki ito) isa mahirap(o anak ng katulong o magsasaka sa hacienda)... Ang siste itong mayaman... dahil can afford... aalis at mag aaral sa States or luluwas ng Maynila. Tapos pag mga binata at dalaga na cla... hala! in-love cla sa isa't isa... akalain mo un... amoy araw at lupa ung girl na probinsyana mas preferred pa rin nung guy??? it must be love!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mag- bestfriends cla... tapos etong girl boyish... parang one of the guys... na sha pa lagi nilalapitan ng guy friend nya(future love team) na ilakad sha sa isang girly girl talaga sa campus... anjan ung mga scene na susuhulan nung guy ung tomboyin para lang ilakad sha... tapos, lagi dn cla magkasama sa outdoor games... habang nagbabasketball cla... ma-ouout of balance itong babae.. tapos may background music na yan na parang chimes, o basta ung parang tunog ng 'spark', ung parang magic... parang tinamaan na lang bigla ung girl ng pana ni cupido... at starting that day.. mag iiba na tingin nya sa bestfriend nya... magmemake-up at magdredress na sha lagi.. at shempre kakantyawan sha nung guy... pero hndi din magtatagal...para na rin shang tinamaan ni cupido. nakita nyo na b to? (Specialty ng Viva ito... Angelu, Sunshine, Jennelyn... pde rin cmula pa ng kapanahunan ni Maricel Soriano 'to!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shempre pag nagkakamabutihan na ang dating magbestfriends pero wla pa ding pnagtatapat etong lalaksot... after a date or gimik... ihahatid sa bahay c girl... tapos magpapaalam na...&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: Guy: "(Name ng girl), may sasabhin ako"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Ano un?"&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "ah... eh... bye!"/ "ah... eh... good night!"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Ok bye!" / "Ok good night!"&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;At nanakawan ng halik ng guy sabay eskapo... after that etong girl tulala(habang nakahawak sa kanyang lips) at feeling nasa heaven... mantalang ung guy pagkalau sa scene ng krimen(o kaya pagbalik nya sa kotse nya).. saka magsisigaw ng yes yes woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meron dng darating na ang mag bestfriend sa moment of truth. Gusto na nilang aminin sa isa't isa ang matagal na nilang natatagong pag ibig para sa isa't isa. Ano kamo ang laging nangyayari??? eh di ano pa... sabay silang magstatart magsalita... matatawa saka sasabihing "You go ahead..." "No, you go ahead" ...."Ladies first"... "I insist"... yang mga ganyang dialogue na nagpapauyuhan pa cla kng cno mauuna eh pareho lang naman cla ng gustong sabhin... wahahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meron din namang nagsisimula sa sungitan at awayan... Tapos marerealize nila na soulmates pla cla. Ung guy and girl magkakaroon ng d magandang moment sa grocery store, restaurant, book store o kahit san pa man. Tapos sa gabi o kinabukasan, magkikita nanaman cla either cnet up na kablind date, friend ng friend, family friend o basta nagkaron cla ng konek. Shempre at first d cla magpapancnan at tuloy pa dn ang asaran.. Pero san b papatungo yan kundi magkakainlaban dn cla, kasi kng hndi matatapos na pelikula. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Habulan sa airport. Iba-iba dn version nito:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;May mga love stories na against all odds ang drama. Mayaman at mahirap ulit. Shempre aalis na ung isa papuntang States (san pa b? may napanood na ba kaung aalis para pumunta sa Cambodia para tumakas sa heart aches??? =P) Tapos etong hahabol, sha malamang ung mahirap... magpapasama sha sa friend nya na may wheels o magtataxi sha... at matratrapik... pero may sa milagroso ang humahabol na to at aabutan pa nya ang girlalu para pigilan. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Funny Valentine. Eto ung pelikula ni Vic Sotto and Kris Aquino... tuwang tuwa ako dati sa movie na to... sa pahuling part... aalis na c Kris... nakasakay na nga ata sha ng airplane at tumatakbo na take note... c Vic humahabol at pnapara ang airplane... tumigil naman.. swerte! cgurado akong may mga comedy movies pang may kagaya nito.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isa pa... may lover na humahangos sa airport para pigilan ang kanyang true love sa pagalis... tapos pagdating nya sa airport.. ayun saktong nagtetake-off na ang plane... kawawa naman sha.. sa lungkot shempre napatungo.. akalain mo.. pagtunghay nya... andun sa harap nya ang hnahabol nya at d tumuloy umalis... ang saya nila! hahaha! meron pang isa... kundi man pagtunghay... pagatalikod nya para umalis na sa airport... dun nya makkta na tnitingnan sha ng hnahabol nya... wahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;***Alam na alam na pelikula lang to e noh! kasi cno b namang basta basta lang papapasukin sa NAIA hanggang sa may boarding ha... para lang habulin ang isang tao... malamang kng gawin mo yan sa totoong buhay... kukuyugin ka ng guardya at mapapagkamalan kang terorista with all the hangos and takbo on the side db? hehehe... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And kapag tapos na ang lahat ng kaguluhan at inlove na inlove na cla sa isat isa. Meron clang out of town trip, kalimitan sa baguio, tagayatay o basta maganda scenery, tapos ayan na... ang background na eh ung soundtrack ng movie (na kalimitang movie title din). Pasweet sweet... may picnic, habulan sa mga trees, pde rin tampisaw sa river, horse backriding, etc...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ganyan talaga eh.... mga love stories para ientertain tau... kaya lang pag minsan nagging comedy na cla.. kasi sobrang alam mo na mangyayari... pero na-achieve pa dn naman ung goal nila eh... na-entertain tau! Kaya kahit anong mangyari... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TANGKILIKIN ANG PELIKULANG PILIPINO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112394459828436218?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://couchpatatas.blogspot.com/2005/08/mga-mababaw-kong-obserbasyon-sa.html' title='Komento'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112394459828436218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112394459828436218&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112394459828436218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112394459828436218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/komento.html' title='Komento'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112375882600964077</id><published>2005-08-13T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T14:19:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minsan, Minahal Kita</title><content type='html'>Yes some-some, you’re the one who made me live again. Did I have any regrets? Of course wala, Paano ko pagsisihan ang isang taong dumating sa buhay ko and made me realize who I am and what I really want. As I’ve said you are the best worst thing that happened to me. Thanks for everything and for wishing me well now. And as we always say, we’ll never know. mwaaahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto na sagot sa tanong mo… (eto na dn public apology ko sau … hehehe… mabait ka naman sakin eh…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmnn.. Malabo? Para sa nalalabuan.. idaan mo na lang sa kanta… =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May isang umagang `di mo hahagkan&lt;br /&gt;Ang mata kong `di ka magigisnan&lt;br /&gt;Turuan mong ako'y h'wag masaktan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ako para sa `yo&lt;br /&gt;Ay `sang hiram At hindi dapat magdamdam&lt;br /&gt;Di mo lang alam na kahit pa mali&lt;br /&gt;Naging langit ang bawa't sandali&lt;br /&gt;Magmula nang halik mo'y dumampi&lt;br /&gt;Pag-ibig mo pag-ibig ko kapwa hiram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala ka bang pakiramdam&lt;br /&gt;Di ba ako'y tao lang na&lt;br /&gt;Nadadarang at natutukso rin&lt;br /&gt;Maiaalis mo ba sa `kin na matutuhan kang mahalin&lt;br /&gt;Sa bawa't sandaling hiram natin&lt;br /&gt;Di ba ako'y tao lang na&lt;br /&gt;Nadadarang at natutukso rin&lt;br /&gt;Maiaalis mo ba sa `kin na matutuhan kang mahalin&lt;br /&gt;Sa bawa't sandaling hiram natin hah hoo&lt;br /&gt;May isang umagang `di mo hahagkan&lt;br /&gt;Ang mata kong `di ka magigisnan&lt;br /&gt;Turuan mong ako'y h'wag masaktan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ako para sa `yo&lt;br /&gt;Ay `sang hiram At hindi dapat magdamdam&lt;br /&gt;O hiram na kung hiram bawa't saglit&lt;br /&gt;Wala ako isa mang hinanakit&lt;br /&gt;Basta't kapiling ka'y langit&lt;br /&gt;Walang sa `yo ay papalit&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ako sa `yo magdaramdam&lt;br /&gt;Kahit hiram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiram &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere Down The Road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the right love&lt;br /&gt;At the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;Guess I always knew inside&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have you for a long time&lt;br /&gt;Those dreams of yours&lt;br /&gt;Are shining on distant shores&lt;br /&gt;And if they're calling you away&lt;br /&gt;I have no right to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere down the road&lt;br /&gt;Our roads are gonna cross again&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter when&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere down the road&lt;br /&gt;I know the heart of yours&lt;br /&gt;Will come to see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbyes are not forever&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in us together&lt;br /&gt;I understand more than you think I can&lt;br /&gt;You have to go out on your own&lt;br /&gt;So you can find your way back home&lt;br /&gt;And somewhere down the road&lt;br /&gt;Our roads are gonna cross again&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere down the road&lt;br /&gt;I know that heart of yours&lt;br /&gt;Will come to see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Letting go is just another way to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you so&lt;br /&gt;We had the right love at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we've only just begun&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the best is yet to come&lt;br /&gt;Cause somewhere down the road&lt;br /&gt;Our roads are gonna cross again&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere down the road&lt;br /&gt;I know that heart of yours&lt;br /&gt;Will come to see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112375882600964077?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112375882600964077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112375882600964077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/minsan-minahal-kita.html' title='Minsan, Minahal Kita'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112373138168941538</id><published>2005-08-12T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:46:31.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're welcome!</title><content type='html'>wahehe! just could not let my boo boo pass by... as usual i came in late in the office... being the guilty late worker i am... when i was chatting with one of our CI Contacts i made a perfect slip of the tongue that made her and my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Race: Hi Khriz! question po...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Khrizzy: yes po?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Race: blah blah blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Khrizzy: blah blah blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Race: ok po... thanks khriz! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Khrizzy: welcome khriz! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at talagang may moment of silence pa ako bago ko naisip na mali ung pnop ko.. hahaha! atleast napasaya ko sha hehehe! =) sorry ha tulog pa..wahehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You grow up the day you have your first real laugh, at yourself. -- Ethel Barrymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112373138168941538?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112373138168941538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112373138168941538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112373138168941538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112373138168941538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/youre-welcome.html' title='You&apos;re welcome!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112343192728777634</id><published>2005-08-07T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:34:16.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily In love</title><content type='html'>With whom you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayyy, thursday night i was trying to doze off when i tuned in Ch2. Maalaala mo Kaya's stars were Juday and Ryan... Hmnnn not that sleepy pa naman... so i decided to watch. Quick overview of the story, Juday is a GRO with a son and Ryan is an Am-boy who came back to the country for a vacation and also to look for his Father. They first met at the Grocery store and shempre ang scene eh may iringan between a bitchy lady and an arrogant Am-Boy. After that dahil small world... nung nag bar cna Ryan ang na-i-table nila ay c Juday. So yun, parang after nun gabi gabi or mas napadalas na pagkikita nila hanggang sa parang tatay-tatayan na c Ryan nung son ni Juday. Tapos shempre they fell in love na with each other pero wla pang cnasabi c ryan kng ano talaga relationship na nila. Mejo malabo talaga ako manood ng maalaala kasi madali ako madala e... Ndi magaling c Ryan sa drama pero i got teary eyed during his confrontation with his Father. So after nilang magkaaus ng Daddy nya, he went straight to the bar and looked for Juday. He kissed her(first time kniss sa lips kaya nagfeeling ang babae) and hanggang sa pag uwi hinatid. Then inabutan ni Ryan c Judy Ann ng 1K. Shempre nahurt sha(nakalimutan kasi nyang GRO sha noh) and dun na nagcmula lumabo kasi may mga sumunod pang incidents na gusto shang bayaran ni Ryan para d na magpa-table. Umalis na c Ryan papuntang States ulit kasi cnabhan sha ni Juday na wag na magpapakta. Eto namang babae after ilang months magJajapan na dn. Ending? Shempre nung paalis na papuntang Airport ung Girl pinigil ng guy. (vice versa lang yan..laging ganyan ending! hehehe) Ayun they lived happily ever after at nagmigrate na cla sa States. So bakit ko nga b knwento to? Yeah, another typical Pilipino story. I was just curious kng ano itsura nilang dalawa in this plot. Nagustuhan ko naman sha kahit papano kesa kay Angelo dela Cruz na naging bayani dahil binihag.. hehe! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched din The Buzz earlier. Again, I saw them both on an interview with Boy Abunda! Nung una akala ko ung tsismax sa kanila publicity lang... Pero hndi ... totoo na ata.. wahaha! corny ko... pero, natuwa lang ako kanina sa kanila. I saw two people overflowing with love for each other. Hope it will never end! Corny! Happy lang ako para kay Juday.. hahaha! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112343192728777634?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112343192728777634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112343192728777634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112343192728777634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112343192728777634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/happily-in-love.html' title='Happily In love'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112343022695493377</id><published>2005-08-06T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:29:20.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maling Akala!!!</title><content type='html'>I had the chance to play the buzzer beater game during the All Star event of WABL last Aug 2, Thursday. Whatta happened??? I have never been active or athletic naman talaga eh. Ewan ko ba, it’s just now that I’m enjoying these outdoor activities. Hehe! During our practice, I felt kinda confident na yakang yaka un… kasi lay- up lang naman. And this is what I like talaga in basketball shooting (walang dedepensa shoot ka lang!) That was a memorable night kasi nga naman… nauna ako sa paglista ng name ko.. ayun ako tuloy unang sinabak sa game.. shempre nagpademo muna ako kung ano gagawin. After the demo, ang yabang ko feeling ko ah okay! Kelangan lang pala mabilis na makapunta dun (kasi 15 sec. lang ang tym) tapos kelangan i-shoot! So go ako dun sa tabi ni Ref… inabot nya agad sakin ang bola eh hndi pa ako ready sabi ko sandali lang.. wahaha nag uumpisa na akong maging pasaway!. One more time with feelings, ayan game na.. I ran and dribbled as fast as I can… when I got to the other end of the court… binato ko agad bola.. mintis… eh may tym pa.. nag-attempt ulit ako.. ayun pumasok! Wow! Ayos!. Then when I approached my friends, ndi daw counted un. Ayun I learned something, Mali pala rules na sinet ko sa mind ko…hahaha! I thought kasi hangga’t ndi pa nagbubuzz at may tym pa… you can try as many times as u can to make a basket. Oh well, sayang mahaba pa naman ung tym na natira… Sitting pretty na ako sa bench, when they called my name nanaman. Hala! may 10 sec. game pa pala… hahaha! Sabi ko This is it! kaya na ito… Shempre tantsado na ako ni Ref (Thanks Ref!) hehe.. inintay nya na ako maging ready before nya i-abot ang bola… Again, I reached the other end with 5 seconds remaining on the clock pa… dnahan dahan ko pa ang pagbato ng bola! Wow! Wow naman! Ndi shumoot pare! Waaahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero I enjoyed it. Sabi ng mga nanood sakin mabilis daw ako… wahaha! d nga lang makashoot.. hehehe! Kya now I’m seeing another option. Track and Field na lang sports ko. Takbuhan na lang.. wla ng shoot shoot! Hehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang june ndi sumipot exec mo… malamang p&lt;a href="http://www.sitesearchcentral.com/text/search.php?qq=anal" target="_blank"&gt;anal&lt;/a&gt;o dapat kau sa two point shoot out.. hehehe! Btw, Salamat sa aking mga friendly friends sa panonood sa walang kwentang pangyayari.. Thanks to Ferdie (oo, kahit papano cnoach mo ako.. pero d mo cnabi na isang try lang.. hehehe) at kay Gegs na pinag intay kami nina June at Ferdie sa tapat ng GT ng kalahating oras… ang bigat ng pwet mo ah…wahaha! fizh us! To sum it all up, Masaya naman ang experience, I enjoyed our mini dramatico teatro @ Heaven’s BBQ. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LL:&lt;br /&gt;I remember saying “Watching what’s been said and what’s not.” Bakit ganun I have clearly listened naman of what has been said over and over again, still I was wronged. Haiiizzz! Maling Akala!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112343022695493377?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://khrizzyideas.myblogsite.com/blog/_archives/2005/8/6/1130957.html' title='Maling Akala!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112343022695493377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112343022695493377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112343022695493377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112343022695493377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/maling-akala_06.html' title='Maling Akala!!!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112306872359637050</id><published>2005-08-03T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:46:45.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember M Remember E... Remember when?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;"You and me, it’s like running with stilettos. It looks great, but sooner or later we’ll just hurt ourselves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112306872359637050?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112306872359637050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112306872359637050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112306872359637050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112306872359637050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/08/remember-m-remember-e-remember-when.html' title='Remember M Remember E... Remember when?'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944878473624344</id><published>2005-08-01T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:46:24.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love or something like it...</title><content type='html'>"What is Love", I need to see. &lt;br /&gt;Do you know what love could be? &lt;br /&gt;Does love really make u feel high? &lt;br /&gt;Or will it lead you to a sigh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love all about happiness? &lt;br /&gt;Does it require sadness? &lt;br /&gt;Does love give you hope?&lt;br /&gt;Is love full of joke? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does love mean you care? &lt;br /&gt;Is love really ever fair? &lt;br /&gt;Is love hard to find? &lt;br /&gt;Or is it just blind? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love without pain? &lt;br /&gt;Will it involve so much vain? &lt;br /&gt;Does love come from a person’s heart? &lt;br /&gt;Or is it just in the mind, where it start? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love a universal thing? &lt;br /&gt;What is it about love we sing? &lt;br /&gt;Does love have an end?&lt;br /&gt;Does love mean you’re more than a friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love a happy fairy tale? &lt;br /&gt;Can love be bought on sale? &lt;br /&gt;Is love a real emotion? &lt;br /&gt;Is love all about devotion? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love ever true?&lt;br /&gt;I really have no clue! &lt;br /&gt;All of these questions I had to ask. &lt;br /&gt;What is love underneath that mask?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944878473624344?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944878473624344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944878473624344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944878473624344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944878473624344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-or-something-like-it.html' title='Love or something like it...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944856579470576</id><published>2005-07-31T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:42:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky day!</title><content type='html'>July 28 (Thursday) was a big bang… sa alabang..hehehe! We had our much awaited Team Building ala amazing race @ Glorietta and a very exciting Expat Balut Eating Challenge @ GT. Hmmnn… pano nagtapos ang race? Shempre our team won, 'The SQL 2K' team composed of Ms. Len, Nikko, Al, Jon, Jude, Marcus &amp; I… hehehe! We had our Team dinner and team building proper @ Dusit Hotel Nikko. Ang saya saya! (“,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta! I love this day… ‘cus What is essential is invisible to the eye! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944856579470576?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944856579470576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944856579470576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944856579470576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944856579470576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/lucky-day.html' title='Lucky day!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944836314251779</id><published>2005-07-29T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:39:23.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parokya ni Kiko</title><content type='html'>Being an avid viewer of Jose as Wangbu lead me to a Parokya ni Edgar gig. While watching Eat Bulaga’s Bulaagaan portion last Monday (SONA day! Yippee!), I’ve learned that there will be a repeat of PNE and Francis M.’s mini-concert. Hearing just the word “Parokya” made feel giddy and excited like a child craving for an ice cream… hehehe (hanep sa comparison noh… wahehe) I felt the urge to go… I have to go and watch them @ Klownz Araneta on July 26. Nakow! Knabukasan na pla un.. hehehe... And successfully I managed to be there… Masaya!!! Laging masaya lalo na pag Parokya ni Edgar ang nagcoconcert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/parokya_ko1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/parokya_ko1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal ko na c Chito! Wahaha! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, buti na lang kahit last minute ko na tnext friend ko... cnamahan pa dn nya ako sa gimik… Thankzy friend! *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944836314251779?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944836314251779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944836314251779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944836314251779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944836314251779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/parokya-ni-kiko.html' title='Parokya ni Kiko'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944803357678899</id><published>2005-07-26T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:33:53.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whys and Hows of Love</title><content type='html'>Why does love always come with jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does love hurt some people and also serve as a cure? How can it be the cure and at the same time the cause?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we keep loving someone who doesn’t love us back even when there's no hope at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone who loves you do or say something so hurtful to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people not treat love like the disease that it is? (It’s been diagnosed as a condition similar to insanity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone love two persons, equally, at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people do idiotic things then blame it on love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can smart people become so dumb when it comes to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have to go to the most hurtful situation before they realize that they love each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone break your heart into a million pieces and then say it’s for the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why love has no single definition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you love someone who is so far away from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why men don’t get that “when women say its over, it actually means don't give up exert more effort and prove yourself more”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do good girls love bad boys?&lt;br /&gt;How could it be so wrong when it feels so right?&lt;br /&gt;Why can you easily tell if he's not the one, but it's soooo difficult to tell if he's the one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944803357678899?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944803357678899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944803357678899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944803357678899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944803357678899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/whys-and-hows-of-love.html' title='Whys and Hows of Love'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944794842030658</id><published>2005-07-25T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:15:57.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Busy Lately</title><content type='html'>Swwoosshh! That’s how fast days passed by last week. Hehehe. I have to do some bloggings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;July 18, 2005, Monday&lt;br /&gt;Bolt from the blue BF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week started right… sooo right! Sweet! Given a palette not that appealing to the eye and somehow related to Robert and the earth. I disagree to flush it down specially it's linked to the Hush’s that came in earlier… im keeping it for good… &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Read more...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi got those senses in proper places. There’s no room for denial… &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Read more...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;July 19, 2005, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Clandestine Plot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praises to you my good friend June. Thank you for taking care of Gegs. For your existence or more of a non-existence… &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Read more...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;July 20, 2005, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Busy Bee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditing is the best word to describe this day… uh-uh …no, I’m not a CPA… &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Read more...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;July 21, 2005, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Uhhmmm...nesia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot!... Kung maibabalik ko lang… These are the statements that got numerous reactions from the people in my YM and MSN list. During this day, I forgot two things. For starters, I forgot that it is a Thursday and that … hmmnnn… and then later I chose to forget some-some. Because some-some, ‘the best worst thing in my life’, would be better of as a crucial part of my memory lapses… &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Read more...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;July 22, 2005, Friday&lt;br /&gt;Going for that stick and balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some fun @ Pasong Tamo. It’s my first time in that place. She, Gegs, Jude, Clint, Mike, Justin, Marcus and I went fooling este Pooling around... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Read More...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/gegsme_bil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/gegsme_bil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/marcusme_bil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/marcusme_bil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/memarcus_bil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/memarcus_bil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944794842030658?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944794842030658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944794842030658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944794842030658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944794842030658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/been-busy-lately.html' title='Been Busy Lately'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944749744385029</id><published>2005-07-24T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:11:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun-filled weekend</title><content type='html'>In a couple of hours it will be exactly a week from our Enchanted Kingdom a.k.a ‘Six Flags’ Farewell Gimik for Knoll. The Gorgeous 8 is complete… what else do we have to do but to be in our wackiest selves again… wahaha… actually d na kelangan ng effort para maging hyperactive kami… in-born un… hehehe…. Of course when we arrived, we began posing our bods out… being the natural models we are... wahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the hell ride at the anchors away, I discovered some DDSs of my friends or should I say what they have to holler during you-know-what… one says… “Oh Lord... Oh Lord” … another one says “Ate tama na po... tama na po"… another is just silently looking up (according to her “tingin ka lang sa taas wla kang mararamdaman”)… and a shocking girl blurts... P#+@%$ ?&amp;@... bleeep! a hundred times…Wahaha! I don’t wanna name names hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would not be complete without food… I stand corrected… I mean lots of food… wahaha… let me give u a glimpse of our itinerary. Bump cars, roller skaters, anchors away, log jam and then finally came lunch… we ate chicken... yum yum… and tons of soda… still thinking that our eating pattern is normal? I’m not finished yet… ok let me continue… we went to 4D… when we went out jude, she, ferdz and ai bought zagu shake… knoll, june, gegs and I were craving for an ice cream .. so we went back to the food area for an ice cream shake – also known as tunaw na ice cream and chocolait … (napaibig lang kami d2 kasi parang kakaiba db? pero ndi sha mashado nakakaaliw)… After Rio Grande and Flying Fiesta… while we were walking… we saw peeps eating a very appetizing pizza… pare pareho kami ulit nagsabi... sarap naman nun... san kaya binili un?.. waaaahhh! Para kaming naglilihi… gusto namin ng pizza... till finally we bumped to one of the pizza stalls! Wahaha!... sarap! Then we had the chance to sit and rest for a while because it started raining… the “bunong braso sa hamon ni Gegs” started… it was a lot of fun… I was not able to be a part of it though... I would rather be posing for pics... wahaha! Tama june? Nyahaha! Style! We headed for some rides and poses again… then came dinner… nyahaha! Kainan na naman! We were just strolling around while waiting for my favorite attraction…. Few moments later, the sparks and blissful glimmers rocketed in the sky… weeeeeeee! I’ve always loved fireworks! After that, june and I looked around for a hotdog stall... wahaha! nung hapon pa lang kasi gusto na naming kumain nun.. Geeez! All the stalls are closing… there were no hotdogs… =( . We took the last service ride back to Makati… while we were chatting in the bus... don’t know how it lead to our favorite past time again...eating… Goto, congee and stuffs like that... shemperd para talaga kaming mga naglilihi... we had to go to Chowking for a congee… ngaun ko nga lng napuntahan ung part ng makati na un e.. para lang sa congee… Pero kainis no congees were available… we settled for a beef wanton and siomai! Bochog na naman... hehehe! Alas dose na… uh-oh! kelangan na umuwi… we bid our goodbyes… This may be a one day event but I bet for all of us this will serve as a treasured memory for the rest of our precious lives. &lt;em&gt;Knoll, see you when I see you… it saddened me just now… grasping the thought that the Gorgeous 8 will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/fabuloza_ocho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944749744385029?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944749744385029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944749744385029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944749744385029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944749744385029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/fun-filled-weekend.html' title='Fun-filled weekend'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944736484835507</id><published>2005-07-15T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:17:18.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starry starry night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gets me closer to heaven!&lt;br /&gt;Wooo hooo! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/200/stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944736484835507?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944736484835507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944736484835507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944736484835507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944736484835507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/starry-starry-night.html' title='Starry starry night...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944723243669849</id><published>2005-07-15T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:09:16.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s Friday alright…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/kroks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/kroks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/herbie_and_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/herbie_and_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;movie&gt;&lt;movie&gt;Herbie Full Loaded rekindled my childish heart. I was entertained by the movie. It’s as if I am a kiddo again. Judge it for yourself. =) &lt;/Movie Addict&gt;&lt;/MOVIE Addict&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944723243669849?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944723243669849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944723243669849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944723243669849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944723243669849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-friday-alright.html' title='It’s Friday alright…'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944681736176098</id><published>2005-07-15T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:13:37.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boiling Point</title><content type='html'>I survived! Yes, I had a challenging day.It all started @ noon... Wish they had Gegs’ fortune cookie for them to have something to ponder on. Even the stars feel for me: “Don't let anything ruin it -- especially not the private agenda of someone who thinks they know more than they really do.” Guess what?!? I did not, Success!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, @ Photo Island in Glorietta, I met a very nerve racking girl. We had to print some photos and we were told to wait because the shop closes at 8pm. This ggrrr girl gave us an assurance that it will only take 15 to 20 mins. So we decided to wait. After 15 mins, we followed up the prints and the ggggrrr girl said “Palabas na po!”. Trusting her, OK we can still wait for another 5 mins. or so. Haaaiizzz!!! We have tickets to Pinoy Blonde which will start @ 7.40pm. Checking the time, It’s already 8pm… waaahhh! I bet the flick has already started. Eto na “Miss nasan na ung pnapaprint namin?”… and then I suddenly heard some kinda commotion inside… Anak ng patola! E ndi pa pala nastart iprint ung samin! Naku lumalabas ang pagkakatipunera ko… wahaha! Gosh!!! That girl … sabi ko nga e.. palabas na pala ha… palabasin ko kaya internal organs mo ngayon…wahahaha! (haller! ndi ko naman cnabi un sa babae…it was just running on my mind. hihihi!) Then parang magic! 10 mins lang pala tapos na un! Ganun lang pala kadali at kabilis un… that f$#@% girl wasted our time! Sinong ndi mababadtrip dun. Sana man lang nung nagfollow up kami… tiningnan nya kng totoo nga ung cnabi nyang “Palabas na po!”. Life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shemps, we went straight to the cinemas. What can I say about the movie? “Ayoko na ng amoy mabaho… Gutay gutay na ang katawan ko!”… Hmmmnn… Of course we missed a lot of it so when we came in we were clueless about its story. This is where I deem Epy Quizon’s promotion “Panoorin nyo po…Kakaibang pelikula…” is very much true. A certified Art Film, meaning: that it’s very exhausting to watch. Hahaha! Sorry if mali ang judgement ko sa pelikulang ‘to. There was one part that entertained me much though. Hospital scene… when they where about to put Epy on an operation for a liver transplant. hehehe! That’s it! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LFS headcount: 30 peeps &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangkilikin ang Pelikulang Pilipino! Next stop… D Anothers! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I deserve a big fat $100!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944681736176098?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944681736176098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944681736176098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944681736176098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944681736176098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/boiling-point.html' title='Boiling Point'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944700770474683</id><published>2005-07-15T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:08:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all Rushers</title><content type='html'>Hear ye! Hear ye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can now download the Top 10 in wma format, just go to &lt;a href="http://gmail.google.com"&gt;http://gmail.google.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;http:&gt;and login.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Top 10 topics from March 1, 2005 - present, the username is cdtop10 and the password is cdt0p10, it's cdt(zero)p10. In case the main account is down, you can also login via the other account, the username is mrtop10 and the password is mrt0p10, it's mrt(zero)p10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Top 10 topics before March 2005, the username is cdtopten and the password is cdt0pten, that's cdt(zero)pten. Just save the attachments in the email. The Morning Rush's obb, the Goodbye Songs, Talk About Love, Friends For Life, It Could Be, Who We Are, Be Yourself, sound bytes from Chico and Delamar's speech at UP SCA's The Other Side of Mr. DJ, Kikoy and Kikay's King Cone commercial and some interviews are also available for download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to receive the Top 10 in wma format on your email or if you want a Gmail account, just e-mail this genius:&lt;mailto:charmzz@tri-isys.com?subject=top&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944700770474683?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944700770474683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944700770474683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944700770474683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944700770474683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/calling-all-rushers.html' title='Calling all Rushers'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944674544951522</id><published>2005-07-14T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:12:25.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connection of my 'labandera' with the 'ralyistas'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Like any other day, mine started with the song Accidentally In Love, my phone alarm tone (which by the way I’m starting to hate because it signifies that I should be off to work!) . No, It’s not because I don’t like to do my tasks *wink*… but it means that I have to leave my fluffy pillows and squishy-squashy bed! =(… hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a morning routine I turned on the Radio to RX, yeah I’ve long been monsterized! I don’t know why, but ever since, Chico and Delamar’s Morning Rush puts me on the mood to do my do’s (Translation: gawin ang mga gawain. ~ go to school *then* and go to work *now*). So today was a bonus since it’s a Wednesday Bradley’s on the show… that would add a lot of spice… But then their Top ten topic today did not get me hooked. Oh well, what a boring topic I can’t even remember what it is… hehehe… So I just went on with my daily routine – when all of a sudden I heard an earsplitting voice saying “Magtipon tipon tau sa ayala! Lahat ng nakakarinig sa akin sumama na po kayo sa rally na magpapabago ng ating knabukasan!”. What the %$#@$^!!! I remembered that there will be a big rally along Ayala Ave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of thoughts quickly sank in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Naku, sa araw araw na traffic lalo na cguro ang traffic ngaun papasok… tapos sobra init pa.. Haayyy!, “ Naku mamaya pauwi wla akong ibang way kundi maglakad kasi walang mga jeep.. Haayyy!, “ Naku andami dami ng aattend sa Rally kasi sabi nga ni Binay 50T people ang estimate nilang darating.. haaayy! , “Naku, shempre ndi ko naman alam takbo ng mga utak ng mga taong nagrarally bka dahil sa tindi ng init ng panahon.. sumabay cla at mag- amok!.... Haayyy!. So there, I started thinking, should I use my timeoff or not. Scenes from the last rally held in Ayala just flashbacked, while I was crossing Ayala from RCBC, people from the rally are coming towards my direction. Raising and beaming red flags while chanting “Ibagsak c Gloria!” *or something like that* hehehe. Scary db? ~eto naman kasing magaling nating Mayor.. kundangan b namang sa Business district payagan ang mga rally palibhasa kaalyado… tsk tsk tsk!. Is this his way of showing how he really cares for the Philippines, by in somehow negatively affecting businesses? What would the investors say? Most especially some of the efficient and productive people are hindered to go to work *ahem* wahaha! Still half decided whether I should go to work or not, I was scanning my closet to pick what I would like to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabloom!&lt;br /&gt;There!, instant decision. I will use my TO. My never reliable labandera was not able to deliver the laundry…. Waaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmnn...now I would like to list all the things that I missed (disadvantages) of staying at home: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First of all, I have not seen June for almost three weeks now. Being both jetsetters, our schedules did not meet. And today that she’ll be coming to the office, I’m not. (But thanks to her also, she’s my letter sender *Khriz will not be coming in today. She is not feeling well &lt;eom&gt;* wahaha! –this is partly true… hahaha!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed my lunch buddies, lalo na wla naman akong makaaway d2 sa bahay ~wala c Ferdie~. Wahaha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed Justin’s food from his Project (sayang inalok mo ako e nasa bahay naman ako) Wahaha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed having not-all-intelligent conversations with my Tita Les ~f2f kasi nag usap pa dn naman kami sa MSN. Wahaha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed generating the Metrics for the Project *wink* and making bola…etchos! Wahaha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed ASP.Net, SQL and Adhoc… Wahaha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed my team8s na makukulit…. Lalo na ung front liner na victim ko sa kakulitan ko.. Wahaha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am now bored. Watching ANC News and listening to all of their bulls are so “nauseatic”!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then again what did I like about this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went back to sleep this morning… bwahahaha! This is the life!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not have to spend a penny for my food. *wink* &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched Pilipinas, Game K N b? (I was entertained by Kris’ “Korek!” with matching pointing of her finger…. hehehe). Amazingly, the contestant won a Million. (I have only watched this show twice and on that two instances both of the contestants won a Million. (The 2 questions worth a million are: What year was the e-mail established? And What country has 11 official names?) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched Bulagaan and again I was really laughing out loud with JOSE as Wangbu. He candidly imitates Bamboo performing and singing Allelujah! Wahaha! Try to catch it on Saturday @ Eat Bulaga! “Bamboo meets Wangbu!!!”. I’m looking forward for this. It would be a total blast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am very much secure that I will not be a part of any riot. hehehe! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, I was inspired and had the luxury of time to do this blog. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottom Line Equation:&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable ‘Labandera’ + Belligerent ’Ralyistas’ = TIME OFF / KATAM &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944674544951522?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944674544951522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944674544951522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944674544951522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944674544951522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/connection-of-my-labandera-with.html' title='Connection of my &apos;labandera&apos; with the &apos;ralyistas&apos;...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944646799846854</id><published>2005-07-12T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T18:17:41.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Given the impression of being'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/1600/looking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6012/1375/320/looking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can visualize the pieces of a dream,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not as far away as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;But if truth be told, it's you that holds the key&lt;br /&gt;To the question that defines my destiny ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't have to ask questions... just be assured that i'll be... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944646799846854?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944646799846854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944646799846854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944646799846854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944646799846854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/given-impression-of-being.html' title='&apos;Given the impression of being&apos;'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944642684360926</id><published>2005-07-12T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:07:06.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One missed and a quarter...</title><content type='html'>Oh well, LIFE! Just had the chance for the jackpot in my recently played game of luck... but darn i missed by one number... So much for that big pot of gold! What i had was better... I won third... the price "quarters" ... hihihi!!! Know what i mean?!? ("(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944642684360926?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944642684360926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944642684360926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944642684360926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944642684360926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-missed-and-quarter.html' title='One missed and a quarter...'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15003481.post-112944638471386747</id><published>2005-07-09T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:06:24.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May mababait pa naman palang tao...</title><content type='html'>Hmmnn... sharing lang ... kasi on my way home kanina lang... sumakay ako ng jeep as usual... ung manong driver nung pnara ko aba e d pa ako nakakaupo mejo tumatakbo na.. nakakabadtrip daba... tapos nung magbabayad na ako .. shempre chneck k muna kng may taripa na o wla... and as usual wla pa pero naniningil na dn ng P7.50 ~oo! kuripot na ako... wahehe~ e d un cge ibigay ang gusto... tapos maya maya may mamang mejo nakakatakot ang itsura na sumakay ~ahhmm ndi naman nanlilisik ang mata nya at wla dn shang pangil..hehehe ~ basta mejo malaking mama sha atska mukang goons (i know les, prejudice is ignorance.. =P)... e d un wla lang andun ako sa dulo sa malapit sa babaan para kung ano man mangyari makakaalis agad ako db (paranoia is so evident!!!)... tapos nung may pumara ulit sa jeep para sumakay.. e tong nak ng mamang driver e masama talaga ugali... sasampa pa lang ung babae sa jeep abay tatakbo na (cnwerte pa pala ako sa gnawa nya sa akin kanina)... e un ung mamang mukang goons sha ang nag "ooppss!!!" para d pa tumakbo kasi nga may sumasakay pa...sabi ko aba e mabait naman pala kaya lang mukang nakakatakot pa dn kasi malaki boses parang mahilig sa away... tapos maya maya ung katabi nya na mag-ina (toddler pa lang ung bata at nakakalong sha)... bigla nya tiningnan... tapos tinuturo ung paa nung bata... isip isip ko... anluwag luwag e bka nagrereklamo na nasasanggi sha nung paa nung bata...nakakatakot... pero nakow mali ako... tinuro pala nya ung sapatos ng bata na ndi nakasintas.. at sha pa mismo ang nagsintas! tapos nginingitian pa ang bata... sabi ko aba mabait ang mamang ito...  tapos maya maya hala! mabilis ang pangyayari... shempre ang aking payong ever e lumusot sa plastic na kandong ko... waaahhh!!! inisip ko cge payong lang naman ... alangan namang  2migil pa ang jeep at takbuhin ko pa ung payong ko... ung mama ang pumara sa jeep... at sha ang tumakbo dun para damputin lang ang aking pasaway na payong... So maling mali ako sa kanya cmula nung sumakay sha ng jeep... Mabait sha! hehehe... may mga taong mukang di mabait pero cla pa pala ung mga may magagandang kalooban... Hay naku... Kaya dun sa taong un wla lang sa mga maliliit na bagay na gnawa nyang kabutihan... saka sa konting sandali sa jeep na yun... parang naiisip ko na sobrang dami nya gnagawang mabuti para sa kapwa nya...hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ang moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;DON'T JUDGE A BOOK, COVER IT! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Totoo lahat yan ha... ang kalokohan lang ung moral of the story ko.. saludo ako sa manong na un =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944638471386747?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944638471386747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944638471386747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;asskkinn' meee whhhyyiiiieeee??????&lt;br /&gt;cooozzzz of thaaat thiinnngyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin' much to say but a BIG thannkkkzzzyyy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944632099486362?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944632099486362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944632099486362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944632099486362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944632099486362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Makes me want to weep &lt;br /&gt;Yes, you’re the one that makes my life &lt;br /&gt;Filled with such enormous delight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the contrary &lt;br /&gt;I can justly see &lt;br /&gt;All of these are hopeless fantasies &lt;br /&gt;I should go back to reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-112944627181055658?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112944627181055658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=112944627181055658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/112944627181055658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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It's nice to look back on the things you've done or experienced. As I read my private journals, I do burst into laughter, smirk or even get teary-eyed at times. Haay, but having a public journal is like taking in consideration of MTRCB. I have to tone down a bit… with my violence, what else!?! I cannot freely say F@$%ing words to that D@&amp;% person who really makes me feel like S#!+. ~wahaha!~.  Hope through this blog I can share some sensible and not-so-sensible thoughts. I’m formally inviting you guys, Here’s a little bit of my everything. Enjoy!!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15003481-113014974715535954?l=khrizzyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113014974715535954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15003481&amp;postID=113014974715535954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113014974715535954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15003481/posts/default/113014974715535954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khrizzyideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/heres-little-bit-of-my-everthing.html' title='Here&apos;s a little bit of my everthing!'/><author><name>khrizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13437097160969748535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
