<?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-3176585719239627027</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:36:15.483+08:00</updated><category term='sad'/><category term='simpleng buhay'/><category term='poem'/><category term='our lady of penafrancia'/><category term='ang kawawang baboy'/><category term='Tagaytay Zipline and Cable Car'/><category term='BE GRATEFUL'/><category term='The Sound of Life'/><category term='tanong?'/><category term='Tagaytay'/><category term='missing you'/><category term='A Remarkable Puzzle'/><category term='uncertainties'/><category term='philippines'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='help'/><category term='facebook apps'/><category term='bicol'/><category term='travel'/><category term='sat.'/><category term='biyahe tayo'/><category term='lenten music'/><category term='we could be in love'/><category term='quezon province'/><category term='GlitznGlam Photobooth'/><category term='sweet nothings'/><category term='family'/><category term='pocketbooks'/><category term='inlove?'/><category term='wish'/><category term='Patron saint&apos;s relic finds home in Sta. Rita'/><category term='payo'/><category term='insensitive'/><category term='update'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='i love you in different languages'/><category term='sunday cooking'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='waiting'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='mood for the day'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='finally'/><category term='Beatification of Pope John Paul II'/><category term='Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people'/><category term='pampanga. travel'/><category term='caregiver'/><category term='i&apos;m alive'/><category term='puyat'/><category term='tourism'/><category term='emoinks'/><category term='sms quotes'/><category term='My Declaration of Self-Esteem'/><category term='boracay'/><category term='pamamanhikan'/><category term='fascination'/><category term='zoobic safari'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='Christmas Song'/><category term='you are mine'/><category term='before and after'/><category term='Bible Camp'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='facts'/><category term='photobooth for rent'/><category term='I.O.U.'/><category term='lent'/><category term='iloilo'/><category term='getaway'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='fool'/><category term='mindoro'/><category term='fear'/><category term='so in love'/><category term='saint'/><category term='stabat mater dolorosa'/><category term='someone’s waiting for you'/><title type='text'>binibining wanderlust</title><subtitle type='html'>random thoughts...travel...food</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-1260353470167598698</id><published>2011-05-24T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:11:18.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boracay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pampanga. travel'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Boracay Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_xPZxmJ9-E/TcuYIRhx-dI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eCEyaHPEbRs/s1600/IMG_4060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_xPZxmJ9-E/TcuYIRhx-dI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eCEyaHPEbRs/s400/IMG_4060.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-1260353470167598698?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/1260353470167598698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/05/welcome-to-boracay-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1260353470167598698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1260353470167598698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/05/welcome-to-boracay-island.html' title='Welcome to Boracay Island'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_xPZxmJ9-E/TcuYIRhx-dI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eCEyaHPEbRs/s72-c/IMG_4060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-3225910088863240649</id><published>2011-04-28T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:46:20.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatification of Pope John Paul II'/><title type='text'>Beatification of Pope John Paul II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"John Paul II, We Love You!"&amp;nbsp; way back in 1995 ito ang salubong ng mga Pinoy kay Pope last World Youth Day. i remember i was just in grade six kaya hindi pa kami nakasama sa mga delegate ng parish namin. Ngayon, on May 1...Pope John Paul II will be beatified, the final step before sainthood. The Vatican announced that the beatification ceremony will take place in Rome on Sunday, May 1. Beatification entitles a candidate to be referred  to as “blessed” but not yet a saint. The date for the beatification ceremony, May 1, has been observed since 2000 as “Divine Mercy Sunday” by the Catholic church. The actual beatification  ceremony will begin at 10:00 a.m., Sunday, May 1, in St. Peter's Square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-3225910088863240649?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3225910088863240649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/beatification-of-pope-john-paul-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3225910088863240649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3225910088863240649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/beatification-of-pope-john-paul-ii.html' title='Beatification of Pope John Paul II'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2012740810716319060</id><published>2011-04-17T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:25:40.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lenten music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stabat mater dolorosa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lent'/><title type='text'>Stabat Mater Dolorosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stabat mater dolorosa&lt;br /&gt;juxta Crucem lacrimosa,&lt;br /&gt;dum pendebat Filius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuyus animam gementem,&lt;br /&gt;contristatam et dolentem,&lt;br /&gt;pertransivit gladius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O quam tristis et afflicta&lt;br /&gt;fuit illa benedicta&lt;br /&gt;Mater Unigeniti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quae moerebat et dolebat,&lt;br /&gt;Pia Mater cum videbat&lt;br /&gt;Nati poenas incliti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quis est homo qui non fleret,&lt;br /&gt;Matrem Christi si videret&lt;br /&gt;in tanto supplicio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quis non posset contristari,&lt;br /&gt;Christi Matrem contemplari&lt;br /&gt;dolentem cum Filio?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ENGLISH VERSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;At the cross her station       keeping, &lt;br /&gt;Stood the mournful Mother weeping,&lt;br /&gt;Close to Jesus to the last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through her heart, His sorrow sharing, &lt;br /&gt;All His bitter anguish bearing, &lt;br /&gt;Now at length the sword had pass'd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how sad and sore distress'd &lt;br /&gt;Was that Mother highly blest &lt;br /&gt;Of the sole-begotten One! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ above in torment hangs; &lt;br /&gt;She beneath beholds the pangs &lt;br /&gt;Of her dying glorious Son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there one who would not weep, &lt;br /&gt;Whelm'd in miseries so deep&lt;br /&gt;Christ's dear Mother to behold? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the human heart refrain &lt;br /&gt;From partaking in her pain, &lt;br /&gt;In that Mother's pain untold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2012740810716319060?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2012740810716319060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/stabat-mater-dolorosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2012740810716319060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2012740810716319060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/stabat-mater-dolorosa.html' title='Stabat Mater Dolorosa'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-5954806598564860317</id><published>2011-03-01T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:51:22.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lent'/><title type='text'>Lenten Bible Camp 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVTG-IlRRIs/TbThL_m9rkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TVHlVeHMqRA/s1600/POSTER.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVTG-IlRRIs/TbThL_m9rkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TVHlVeHMqRA/s640/POSTER.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-5954806598564860317?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/5954806598564860317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/lenten-bible-camp-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5954806598564860317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5954806598564860317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/lenten-bible-camp-2011.html' title='Lenten Bible Camp 2011'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVTG-IlRRIs/TbThL_m9rkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TVHlVeHMqRA/s72-c/POSTER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-6804335438012861282</id><published>2011-02-25T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:31:41.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photobooth for rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GlitznGlam Photobooth'/><title type='text'>Glitz&amp;Glam Photobooth</title><content type='html'>Make your event fun and memorable!&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="keyhigh"&gt;photo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="keyhigh"&gt;booth&lt;/span&gt;  is sure to offer a unique way to capture the memories at your special  event. 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"The Tagaytay Zipline and Cable Car" Weekend rate is P400/2way per person with this souvenir photo. The ride is 150-300 meters off the ground and range from 250 meters long from one cable to the other side. The total duration of&amp;nbsp; is..... 5 minutes per ride, 10 minutes two way ride.&amp;nbsp; BITIN!&lt;span style="font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-7503880830837764002?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/7503880830837764002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/tagaytay-zipline-and-cable-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7503880830837764002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7503880830837764002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/tagaytay-zipline-and-cable-car.html' title='Tagaytay Zipline and Cable Car'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCWh_76wA6w/TbTeozUtsVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HcVCSCXERec/s72-c/april.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-2726100294177921238</id><published>2010-11-25T09:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T11:08:12.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biyahe tayo'/><title type='text'>BIYAHE TAYO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"  from the time i heard/saw this ad sung by&amp;nbsp; various opm artist...i  really want to visit the places mentioned, but due to limited  availability of resources....limited palang ang napuntahan ko... but  will plan to visit them in the future..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so far, lahat ng naka RED napuntahan ko na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;BIYAHE TAYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ikaw ba'y nalulungkot&lt;br /&gt;Naiinip, nababagot?&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba'y napapagod &lt;br /&gt;Araw gabi'y puro kayod?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhay mo ba'y walang saysay  &lt;br /&gt;Walang sigla, walang kulay?&lt;br /&gt;Bawa't araw ba'y pareho&lt;br /&gt;Parang walang pagbabago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara na, biyahe tayo&lt;br /&gt;Kasama ang pamilya&lt;br /&gt;Barkada at buong grupo&lt;br /&gt;Para mag-enjoy nang todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halika, biyahe tayo,&lt;br /&gt;Nang ating makita&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda ng Pilipinas&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing ng Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napasyal ka na ba&lt;br /&gt;Sa &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Intramuros&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; Luneta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palawan, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Vigan&lt;/span&gt; at Batanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Subic, Baguio&lt;/span&gt; at Rice Terraces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namasdan mo na ba&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga vinta ng Zamboanga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bulkang Taal, Bulkang Mayon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Beach ng Boracay at La Union?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara na, biyahe tayo&lt;br /&gt;Mula Basco hanggang Jolo&lt;br /&gt;Nang makilala ng husto&lt;br /&gt;Ang ating kapwa-Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halika, biyahe tayo,&lt;br /&gt;Nang ating makita&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda ng Pilipinas&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing ng Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From city to city,&lt;br /&gt;Seven thousand and a hundred plus islas&lt;br /&gt;Sa mahal kong Pilipinas&lt;br /&gt;Luzon, Visayas, Mindanao ating puntahan.&lt;br /&gt;Huwag maging dayuhan sa sariling bayan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasubukan mo na bang&lt;br /&gt;Mag-rapids sa Pagsanjan&lt;br /&gt;Mag-diving sa Anilao&lt;br /&gt;Mag-surfing sa Siargao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natikman mo na ba&lt;br /&gt;Ang &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;sisig ng Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duriang Davao, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bangus Dagupan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bicol Express&lt;/span&gt; at Lechong Balayan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara na, biyahe tayo,&lt;br /&gt;Nang makatulong kahit pano&lt;br /&gt;Sa pag-unlad ng kabuhayan&lt;br /&gt;Ng ating mga kababayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halika, biyahe tayo,&lt;br /&gt;Nang ating makita&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda ng Pilipinas&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing ng Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakisaya ka na ba&lt;br /&gt;Sa Pahiyas at Masskara&lt;br /&gt;Moriones at Ati-Atihan&lt;br /&gt;Sinulog at Kadayawan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namiesta ka na ba&lt;br /&gt;Sa &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Peñafrancia sa Naga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umakyat sa &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Antipolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsayaw sa Obando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara na, biyahe tayo&lt;br /&gt;Upang ating matamo&lt;br /&gt;Ligaya at pagkakaibigan&lt;br /&gt;Kaunlaran, kapayapaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halika, biyahe tayo,&lt;br /&gt;Nang ating makita&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda ng Pilipinas&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing ng Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara na, biyahe tayo&lt;br /&gt;Upang ating matamo&lt;br /&gt;Ligaya at pagkakaibigan&lt;br /&gt;Kaunlaran, kapayapaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halika, biyahe tayo&lt;br /&gt;Nang ating makita&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda ng Pilipinas&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing ng Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halika, biyahe tayo...&lt;br /&gt;WOW Philippines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2726100294177921238?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2726100294177921238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/biyahe-tayo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2726100294177921238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2726100294177921238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2011/04/biyahe-tayo.html' title='BIYAHE TAYO!'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-6090112504692104291</id><published>2010-09-07T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T15:36:26.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet nothings'/><title type='text'>sweet nothings</title><content type='html'>R:  metaba ka bhe, anyang akilala daka kapayat mu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  a metaba ko? o ngeni mong metaba ku emunaku love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R:  syempre love daka jang mataba kapa... ika parin naman yan e..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-6090112504692104291?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/6090112504692104291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/09/sweet-nothings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6090112504692104291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6090112504692104291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/09/sweet-nothings.html' title='sweet nothings'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-5204276369442354468</id><published>2010-09-01T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T12:28:50.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sound of Life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Sound of Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose Mari Chan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you hear the &lt;span id="high_2" class="searchterm2"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="high_3" class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="high_4" class="searchterm4"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; heard in &lt;span id="high_1" class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; laughter &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; children at play&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the &lt;span class="searchterm2"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; voices sing feel the magic and joy &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;y bring&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the laughter, can you hear &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; music&lt;br /&gt;Sing with your heart, it’s &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; song &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm4"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear it, can you feel it&lt;br /&gt;It’s the magic in your heart, it’s the music &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm2"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm4"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you hear the christmas bells ring and the &lt;span class="searchterm2"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; caroler’s tune&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the message far and near merry christmas &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Lord is here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you hear the laughter, can you hear &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; music&lt;br /&gt;Sing with your heart, it’s &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm2"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm4"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you hear it, can you feel it&lt;br /&gt;Send &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; message loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Lord is here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lalalalala…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[repeat chorus]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you hear the laughter, Can you hear &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; music&lt;br /&gt;sing with your heart, it’s &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; song &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm4"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you hear it, can you feel it&lt;br /&gt;it’s the magic in your heart, it’s the music &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm2"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm4"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you hear &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; message far and near&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Lord is here&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the laughter, Can you hear &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; music&lt;br /&gt;Sing with your heart, it’s &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm2"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchterm4"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you hear it, can you feel it&lt;br /&gt;Send &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; message loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas &lt;span class="searchterm1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Lord is here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-5204276369442354468?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/5204276369442354468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/09/sound-of-life-jose-mari-chan-can-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5204276369442354468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5204276369442354468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/09/sound-of-life-jose-mari-chan-can-you.html' title=''/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-802534041448999488</id><published>2010-08-23T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T11:22:50.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people'/><title type='text'>Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people</title><content type='html'>&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);font-size:13.5pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my second month of college, our professor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10pt;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);font-size:13.5pt;" &gt;And had breezed through the questions until I read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning woman several times. She was tall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed in my paper, leaving the last question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last question would count toward our quiz grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absolutely, " said the professor.. "In your careers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will meet many people.  All are significant.. They&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deserve your attention and care, even if all you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is smile and say  "hello.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never forgotten that  lesson.. I also  learned her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name was Dorothy. &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down and she desperately needed a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young white man stopped to help her, generally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960's. The man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took her to safety, helped her get assistance and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put her into a taxicab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant  console color TV was delivered to his home. A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special note was attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night. The rain drenched not only my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, but also my spirits.  Then you came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husbands''s bedside just before he passed away... God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Nat King Cole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who serve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much  less,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied the coins in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress was growing impatient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table and walked away The boy finished the ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream, paid the cashier and left..  When the waitress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back, she began to cry as she wiped down  the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table.  There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were two nickels and five pennies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,  he couldn't  have the sundae, because he had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have enough left to leave her a tip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:14pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:13.5pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:teal;"  &gt;In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadway.  Then he hid himself and watched to see if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone would remove the huge rock.  Some of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King's' wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And simply walked around it..  Many loudly blamed the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King for not keeping  the roads clear, but  none did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything about getting the stone out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a peasant came along carrying a load of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables.  Upon approaching the boulder, the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stone to the side of the road.  After much pushing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and straining, he finally succeeded. After the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a purse lying in the road where the boulder had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the King indicating that the gold was for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person who removed the boulder from the roadway.  The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peasant learned what many of us never understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our condition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:13.5pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:maroon;"  &gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:13.5pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suffering from a rare &amp;amp; serious disease.  Her only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chance of recovery appeared to be a blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miraculously survived the same disease and had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;developed the antibodies needed to combat the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illness.  The doctor explained the situation to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little brother, and asked the little boy if he would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be willing to give his blood to his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her."  As the transfusion  progressed, he lay in  bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the color returning to her cheek. Then his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grew pale and his smile faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at the doctor and asked with a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister all of his blood in order to save her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13.5pt;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:13.5pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-802534041448999488?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/802534041448999488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/08/five-5-lessons-about-way-we-treat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/802534041448999488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/802534041448999488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/08/five-5-lessons-about-way-we-treat.html' title='Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-5522336006496987691</id><published>2010-08-17T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:10:31.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patron saint&apos;s relic finds home in Sta. Rita'/><title type='text'>Patron saint's relic finds home in Sta. Rita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Patron saint's relic finds home in Sta. Rita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;IT'S indeed a historic Sunday for the sleepy Sta. Rita town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's a religious celebration, as the relic of Sta. Rita de Cascia comes  home to this small municipality in the heart of the province. The  religious and devotees of the "Patroness of the Impossible" will sure  catch a glimpse of the said relic to be permanently installed in the  parish church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Who is Saint Rita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;St. Rita is a 14th century Roman Catholic saint, also known as Margarita  of Cascia and Rita La Abogada de Imposible, and the patron saint of the  impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;According to Catholic tradition and history, St. Rita was born in the  year 1381 in the village of Roccaporena near Cascia, Italy. Her parents,  Antonio and Amata Lotti, considered her from birth a very special gift  from God, for Rita was born to them as they were already advancing in  age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As a young girl, Rita frequently visited the convent of the Augustinian  nuns of Cascia and dreamed of one day joining their community. She lived  in the days when Italy was in turmoil from warring families. His  husband died in a feud while her sons died of natural causes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;St. Rita's life was marked with hardship and struggles. She entered the  Augustinian convent were at the age of 60 she received the stigmata on  her forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;St. Rita Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;St. Rita's body is on display in a glass case in the Basilica of St.  Rita in Cascia, Italy. Her body has been seen in different positions in  the glass case in which her remains are displayed and her eyes have  opened and closed unaided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;St. Rita is the patron saint of abuse victims, against loneliness,  against sterility, bodily ills, desperate causes, difficult marriages,  forgotten causes, impossible causes, infertility, lost causes,  parenthood, sick people, sickness, sterility, victims of physical  spousal abuse, widows and wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Augustinians brought the belief on Saint Rita in the Philippines  consecrating many parishes and barangays after her tutelage. One of  which is Sta. Rita town here where the town and the parish have been  named after the saint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Relic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It took Monsignor Gene Reyes quite sometime before being able to request  for the relic. Being a diplomat for 12 years in the Vatican, he knew  the Archbishop Ricardo Fontana of Spoleto Norsia in Italy. He wrote to  the archbishop for a relic to Santa Rita town here in Pampanga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The first attempt was unlucky since the nuns who presently oversee the  body of the saint would not allow extraction for "first-class relics." A  first class relic is a piece of the saint's body either a bone, a hair  or lock of hair or a piece of flesh. Saint Rita's relic in question is  from her flesh ("ex-carne" in Latin).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But refusing to give up hope, the monsignor urged the archbishop for  help. Owing to a little miracle, the archbishop of Spoleto Norsia wrote  to the Vatican Vicariate General where it was found out that there are  still three remaining "first-class relics." Two of which have been  scheduled to be given somewhere in Africa while the third happens to be  available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"And the rest was easy. Fortunately will be the second place in the  Philippines to have a relic of the saint," Reyes said. Another relic is  said to be in the care of the Augustinian Contemplative Nuns in Cebu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The (first-class) Relic of Saint Rita de Cascia, Patroness of the  Impossible Cases, is arriving in the Parish of Santa Rita de Cascia in  Pampanga on 17. The sacred relic will stay and be enshrined in the  Parish Church where people may come, visit and venerate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Through her sacred relic - which comes from her incorruptible body -  Saint Rita is not only spiritually present, but will also now be  physically present in our midst, just as she is in Cascia (Italy) where  her intact and incorruptible body is kept," Reyes said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He added that it is more than a worthy blessing for the town, which has been named after the saint since the Spanish times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;San Fernando Pampanga Archbishop Paciano Aniceto will accompany and entrust to us the relic. (IOF)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Source: Sunstar, Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Date: 17 August 2008         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-5522336006496987691?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/5522336006496987691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/08/patron-saints-relic-finds-home-in-sta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5522336006496987691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5522336006496987691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/08/patron-saints-relic-finds-home-in-sta.html' title='Patron saint&apos;s relic finds home in Sta. Rita'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-8142842706291155869</id><published>2010-05-16T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:29:49.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BE GRATEFUL'/><title type='text'>BE GRATEFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Today, before you say an unkind word, think of someone who can’t speak.&lt;br /&gt;2. Before you complain about the taste of your food, think of someone who has nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;3. Before you complain about your husband or wife, think of someone who’s crying out to GOD for a companion.&lt;br /&gt;4. Today, before you complain about life, think of someone who departed too early from this earth.&lt;br /&gt;5. Before you complain about your children, think of someone who desires children but are barren.&lt;br /&gt;6. Before you argue about your dirty house, that someone didn’t clean or sweep, think of the people who are living in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;7. Before whining about the distance you drive, think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;8. And when you are tired and complain about your job, think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.&lt;br /&gt;9. But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another, remember that not one of us is without sin.&lt;br /&gt;10. And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down, put a smile on your face and think: you’re alive and still around. And you can still put yourself in the loving mercies of the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;Today may just be your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-8142842706291155869?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/8142842706291155869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/07/be-grateful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8142842706291155869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8142842706291155869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/07/be-grateful.html' title='BE GRATEFUL'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-3019601125832121127</id><published>2010-05-10T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:12:35.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pampanga. travel'/><title type='text'>Mekeni tuki ka, Malaus ka Pampanga</title><content type='html'>&lt;ins style="border: medium none; display: inline-table; height: 90px; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; position: relative; visibility: visible; width: 728px;"&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tuke… E abe…&lt;br /&gt;Pangaslag ning aldo arapan me ing ke&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ng bie&lt;br /&gt;Tumiman &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t mag&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nta, pasalamat king Mimye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt; (Saslag na…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt; (Abak na…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt; (Keni na…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manyaman ngan ing pamagan, ing lutung &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;pampanga&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;Sisig, pindang at buru taguilo, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;maru&lt;br /&gt;Ningnang asan, bulanglang, kilo, pangat, asadu&lt;br /&gt;Pansit luglug, talang&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, biringi, pesa, umba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;malaus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe-abe, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;, libut-libut, durut-durut&lt;br /&gt;E tuke, e abe! Mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balen a mitmu king lagu, e &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ilangan dumayu&lt;br /&gt;Quing patag man o bunduk, dumurut &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; buntuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;malaus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe-abe, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;, libut-libut, durut-durut&lt;br /&gt;E tuke, e abe! Mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisamban tang pagmaragul, matwang bale nang Apu&lt;br /&gt;Marangle quing paroba, bunduk ning Alaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;malaus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe-abe, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;, libut-libut, durut-durut&lt;br /&gt;E tuke, e abe! Mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung bisa &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ng piyalben a patungkul quing balen&lt;br /&gt;Miyayalwang fiesta, kulturang pa&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mal&lt;br /&gt;Ligligan parul, Apung Iru, Tugak, duman, binulu&lt;br /&gt;Sisig, sanduk, kuraldal, Sinukwan festival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;malaus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe-abe, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;, libut-libut, durut-durut&lt;br /&gt;E tuke, e abe! Mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt;, mara&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asali, Dinukit a muebles, pastillas at turones&lt;br /&gt;Yesmas, sans rival, mara&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l pang mara&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;Balas, caserola, ema at guitar&lt;br /&gt;Ebun, chicharun, tamales, pulburun&lt;br /&gt;Paro, pasu, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wali, da&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asali!&lt;br /&gt;Ing dalan na ning bu&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s, quing balen tamu miras&lt;br /&gt;Masaplala’t masiglang biye, mamalam pamiyabe-abe&lt;br /&gt;Arapan me ing  yatu! O balen kung indu!&lt;br /&gt;Itangan tumiman, abe, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;pampanga&lt;/span&gt;n!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;malaus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe-abe, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;, libut-libut, durut-durut&lt;br /&gt;E tuke, e abe! Mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;malaus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Mekeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe-abe, &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;tuki&lt;/span&gt;, libut-libut, durut-durut&lt;br /&gt;E tuke, e abe! Mamasyal ta’ &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="highlight"&gt;PAMPANGA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-3019601125832121127?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3019601125832121127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/05/mekeni-tuki-ka-malaus-ka-pampanga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3019601125832121127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3019601125832121127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2010/05/mekeni-tuki-ka-malaus-ka-pampanga.html' title='Mekeni tuki ka, Malaus ka Pampanga'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2907806955530032269</id><published>2009-12-11T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T08:13:59.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet nothings'/><title type='text'>finally....</title><content type='html'>Finally... the words that i'm waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lets get married!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooaaahh! i don't know what to say... i just stared at his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"really?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes! when? you choose the date."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes! finally!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2907806955530032269?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2907806955530032269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2907806955530032269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2907806955530032269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally.html' title='finally....'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-1184747101538365848</id><published>2009-11-01T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:32:44.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>feeling of rejection</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i faced another rejection... again i felt the pain, the same feeling i felt 3 months ago... im longing for that thing to happen. for the second time, i found the courage to ask him... he answered me indirectly... i understand the situation but not his reasons...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-1184747101538365848?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/1184747101538365848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-of-rejection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1184747101538365848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1184747101538365848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-of-rejection.html' title='feeling of rejection'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4679844663860207572</id><published>2009-10-29T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:36:01.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Declaration of Self-Esteem'/><title type='text'>My Declaration of Self-Esteem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Declaration of Self-Esteem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Virginia Satir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM ME &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. There are persons who have some parts like me, but no one adds up exactly like me. Therefore, everything that comes out of me is authentically mine because I alone choose it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I own everything about me- my body, including everything it does; my mind, including all my thoughts and ideas; my eyes, including the images of all they behold; my feelings, whatever they might be -- anger, joy, frustration, love, disappointment, excitement; my mouth and all the words that come out of it -- polite, sweet and rough, correct or incorrect; my voice, loud and soft; all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, and all my failures and mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By doing so, I can love me and be friendly with me in all my parts. I can then make it possible for all of me to work in my best interests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know that there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know. But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for the solutions to the puzzles and for ways to find out more about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is me. This is authentic and represents where I am at that moment in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I review later how I looked and sounded, what I said and did, and how I thought and felt, some parts may turn out to be unfitting, and I can discard that which is unfitting and keep that which proved fitting, and invent something new for that which I discarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I own me and therefore I can engineer me. I am me and I am okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-4679844663860207572?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4679844663860207572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-declaration-of-self-esteem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4679844663860207572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4679844663860207572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-declaration-of-self-esteem.html' title='My Declaration of Self-Esteem'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-8828569345614428633</id><published>2009-10-25T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:12:19.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>celebration of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we celebrated his birthday at villa antonina resort and villas. dahil hindi naman summer, kaunti lang ang tao, cguro 2 groups of college students on their sembreak. it’s so relaxing when we took our first dip in the pool. the water is cold. our room is located at the second floor na may balcony overlooking the private pool. if you are looking for a nice resort in pampanga for an overnight stay i recommend villa antonina. You can get the info direct from them: Villa Antonina Villas &amp;amp; Resort Baliti Road Panipuan City of San Fernando Pampanga Phones : (045) 455-0208; (045) 861-3503; (0917) 623-1986.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLNbd6lmoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4QPMFvjrEDY/s1600-h/IMG_2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400604774941170306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLNbd6lmoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4QPMFvjrEDY/s200/IMG_2806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLOBk7XQ5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/RRt522dhjwM/s1600-h/IMG_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400605429658502034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLOBk7XQ5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/RRt522dhjwM/s200/IMG_2800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLNbjsjErI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ahwvrTUkraI/s1600-h/IMG_2826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400604776492896946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLNbjsjErI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ahwvrTUkraI/s200/IMG_2826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLNbKs2_TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hZL4RARavgA/s1600-h/IMG_2745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400604769783315762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLNbKs2_TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hZL4RARavgA/s200/IMG_2745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-8828569345614428633?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/8828569345614428633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/11/celebrations-of-life-happy-silver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8828569345614428633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8828569345614428633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/11/celebrations-of-life-happy-silver.html' title='celebration of life...'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SvLNbd6lmoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4QPMFvjrEDY/s72-c/IMG_2806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-566048249773617889</id><published>2009-10-19T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:36:10.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you are mine'/><title type='text'>You Are Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU ARE MINE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By David Haas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will come to you in the silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I will lift you from all your fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You will hear My voice I claim you as My choice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be still, and know I am near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I am hope for all who are hopeless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am eyes for all who long to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; In the shadows of the night, I will be your light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Come and rest in Me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not be afraid, I am with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I have called you each by name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Come and follow Me I will bring you home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I love you and you are mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I am strength for all the despairing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Healing for the ones who dwell in shame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; All the blind will see, the lame will all run free &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all will know My name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am the Word that leads all to freedom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am the peace the world cannot give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I will call your name, embracing all your pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Stand up, now, walk, and live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Do not be afraid, I am with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I have called you each by name &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come and follow Me I will bring you home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you and you are mine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-566048249773617889?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/566048249773617889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/566048249773617889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/566048249773617889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-mine.html' title='You Are Mine'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-5255944096509653558</id><published>2009-09-24T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:41:02.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so in love'/><title type='text'>SO in LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SO in LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spring, summer, fall &amp;amp; winter dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Those are shinning like a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;They keep whispering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;“I’m so in love with you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spring, summer, fall &amp;amp; winter love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is breezing to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and it keeps telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;“I’ll make you rainbow smile”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I remember when we were angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;when we dreamed about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;All my days were happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just like a snowy christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wish i’d have them always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Every step i make writes a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is full of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;feeling love of my life and missing friends of my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wish i’d have them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;In Spring, summer, fall &amp;amp; winter days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;we’ve been sharing all the hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;love shines in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;love just won’t fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I remember when we were angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;when we dreamed about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;All my days were happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just like a snowy christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wish i’d have them always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Every step i make writes a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is full of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;feeling love of my life and missing friends of my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Wish i’d have them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you’d all the way show me the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;where I will stay in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;All my days will be white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just like a snowy christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You’re just all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-5255944096509653558?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/5255944096509653558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5255944096509653558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5255944096509653558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-in-love.html' title='SO in LOVE'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-9057624485426868931</id><published>2009-09-21T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T10:28:28.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our lady of penafrancia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicol'/><title type='text'>Bicol Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 17, 2009. 2PM – My family decided to go to Naga City for the Penafrancia Festival. Since it’s merely 2 days before the feast, I had a hard time finding a hotel or any place to stay. This is my 5th time in Bicol. But before we have no problem with accommodation since my aunt is a nun and we are staying at the Basilica. My aunt is member of Daughters of Mary congregation. This year, they didn’t come with us. We found a tourist inn outside Naga City where we stayed comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The feast of Our Lady of Peñafrancia is celebrated on the third Saturday of September in Naga City where Filipinos (not only Bicolanos) will pay honor to the Virgin of Peñafrancia, whom the Bicolanos fondly call Ina, the miraculous patroness of the Bicol Region. The feast day is headed by a novena, nine days of prayer, in honor of the Virgin. On the first day, the image of the Virgin, a copy of the Madonna in Peñafrancia, Spain, is brought from its shrine to the Naga Cathedral where the novena is held. On the last day, the image is returned to her shrine following the Naga River route. The colorful evening procession is lit by thousands of candles from followers in boats escorting the image. When the float reaches its destination, the devotees shout "Viva la Virgen" (Long live the Virgin!) and the image is carried back in a procession to the cathedral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-9057624485426868931?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/9057624485426868931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/bicol-getaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/9057624485426868931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/9057624485426868931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/bicol-getaway.html' title='Bicol Getaway'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-7014238497163651193</id><published>2009-09-16T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:11:27.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><title type='text'>DID YOU KNOW THAT....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;During an hour's swimming at a municipal pool you will ingest 1/12 litre of urine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPjjgauCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/uenkOioR89g/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374500308814313506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPjjgauCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/uenkOioR89g/s200/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In an average day your hands will have come into indirect contact with 15 penises (touching door handles, etc.)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPjejG_aI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KAVdqJK37Zs/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374500307483426210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPjejG_aI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KAVdqJK37Zs/s200/2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;An average person's yearly fast food intake will contain 12 pubic hairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPi9FHY4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XHZ-fr9WAGE/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374500298499253122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPi9FHY4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XHZ-fr9WAGE/s200/3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;In a year you will have swallowed 14 insects - while you slept!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPitre9aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/va71QkrjO-E/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374500294365214114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPitre9aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/va71QkrjO-E/s200/4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Annually you will shake hands with 2 women who have recently masturbated and failed to wash their hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOxbtt36I/AAAAAAAAAFg/u7AfuqivDhU/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374499447729151906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOxbtt36I/AAAAAAAAAFg/u7AfuqivDhU/s200/5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Annually you will shake hands with 26 men who have recently masturbated and failed to wash their hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOwyrilzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xCPRE3alIYM/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374499436714170162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOwyrilzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xCPRE3alIYM/s200/6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In a lifetime 22 workmen will have examined the contents of your dirty linen basket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOwbFEh4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NPRTN_jCM2s/s1600-h/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374499430378801026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOwbFEh4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NPRTN_jCM2s/s200/7.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;At an average wedding reception you have a 1/100 chance of getting a cold sore from one of the guests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOwLszU4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/qdGjBVuRp1w/s1600-h/8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 81px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374499426250478466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOwLszU4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/qdGjBVuRp1w/s200/8.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daily you will breath in 1 liter of other peoples' anal gases?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOvhhL1sI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3pe7kJLAmrI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374499414927464130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYOvhhL1sI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3pe7kJLAmrI/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just sharing this funny email i just received!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-7014238497163651193?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/7014238497163651193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/did-you-know-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7014238497163651193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7014238497163651193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/did-you-know-that.html' title='DID YOU KNOW THAT....'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpYPjjgauCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/uenkOioR89g/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-462903373186644238</id><published>2009-09-15T12:04:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:01:53.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quezon province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getaway'/><title type='text'>Quezon Province Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr72QOFhbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxdvHC5DPy4/s1600-h/IMG_2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893213960406450" style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr72QOFhbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxdvHC5DPy4/s200/IMG_2389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr7136GI-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/yGCh4X83XZ0/s1600-h/IMG_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893207434109922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr7136GI-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/yGCh4X83XZ0/s200/IMG_2383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SrsFfd8pzVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9Apst6gJ0nI/s1600-h/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384903817624669522" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SrsFfd8pzVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9Apst6gJ0nI/s200/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After six years of graduating from college, the barkada was able to see Maricel. She lives in Mauban and every time the group has a time to meet in Manila she can’t join us. She invited us several times to visit her and have a vacation in Mauban but we always have excuses. This time, finally we decided to come because this was her big day. September 12 was her wedding day. Only 5 of us came, Noel, Donna, Jing, Amor and me. We all waited for Debby but she has many inexcusable excuses. She didn’t go with us. We rode the JAC Transit from Cubao to Lucena then GTExpress van from Lucena to Mauban for almost 6 hours because of traffic and heavy rain. When we finally reach Icel’s home, her family warmly greeted us. They were all kind to us. The dinner they served is superb. I personally like the shrimp with coconut. The next morning we all went back to Lucena for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr72ywaIRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/clxIvSWYycA/s1600-h/IMG_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893223231168786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr72ywaIRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/clxIvSWYycA/s200/IMG_2403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SrsFeyvY46I/AAAAAAAAAH4/FGotXECW3AY/s1600-h/IMG_2415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384903806026310562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SrsFeyvY46I/AAAAAAAAAH4/FGotXECW3AY/s200/IMG_2415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr73Uu-4OI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BdILdmI8Iv4/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893232351994082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr73Uu-4OI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BdILdmI8Iv4/s200/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr73zzaleI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iERyotraRNc/s1600-h/IMG_2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893240692086242" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr73zzaleI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iERyotraRNc/s200/IMG_2474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893806094646850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8YuF4_kI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HNazwmKJ6Ws/s200/IMG_2496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8ZEIgJKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/505_4ZSV6Ss/s1600-h/IMG_2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893812011181218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8ZEIgJKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/505_4ZSV6Ss/s200/IMG_2497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception was just located in front of the church (Diamond Hotel). The food is good but the venue is masikip for 200 guests. During the reception, we all witness the unique wedding traditions they have in Mauban. (My goodness! Ang Daming Pera). When its time for the bride to throw the bouquet, Amor and I quietly slipped outside, leaving Donna and Jing inside the hall. They told us we are madaya. I really don’t like that part of the reception. After dinner we had a good time taking pictures at the hotel garden. We all want a picture that all of us are jumping what we don’t know how to time it. We ended into some wacky shots. At around 10pm, we all went back to Mauban to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8ZQtcy7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cReai9bR6aI/s1600-h/IMG_2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893815387376562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8ZQtcy7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cReai9bR6aI/s200/IMG_2512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8Z-neefI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2r10t0wnY9U/s1600-h/IMG_2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893827710351858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8Z-neefI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2r10t0wnY9U/s200/IMG_2559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SrsGjgsSBpI/AAAAAAAAAII/tr_tPoWIAMo/s1600-h/IMG_2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384904986592413330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SrsGjgsSBpI/AAAAAAAAAII/tr_tPoWIAMo/s200/IMG_2568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday Morning we went to Lucban to visit the Kamay ni Hesus Via Dolorosa Grotto and Healing Church. Here, they have healing masses by noted priest: Father Joey Faller. The view from above is breathtaking. I will definetly come back here with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8aXlN-uI/AAAAAAAAAHw/86ZN7HnSBE0/s1600-h/IMG_2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384893834411768546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr8aXlN-uI/AAAAAAAAAHw/86ZN7HnSBE0/s200/IMG_2594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our short pilgrimage, we went to Kamayan sa Palaisdaan were we ate using our hands. (no spoon and fork). Amor and I are used to eat with our hands because we are Kapampangans. At the end of the day, we were all tired and it’s time for Donna, Noel and Jing to go back to Manila. Amor and I extended our vacation till Monday. We had all a nice time spending our weekend in Quezon Province. We will come back again on Ate Sharon’s wedding or on baptism of Icel’s first child, whichever comes first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-462903373186644238?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/462903373186644238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/quezon-province-getaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/462903373186644238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/462903373186644238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/quezon-province-getaway.html' title='Quezon Province Getaway'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Srr72QOFhbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxdvHC5DPy4/s72-c/IMG_2389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-7924263430503010927</id><published>2009-09-07T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:01:16.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanong?'/><title type='text'>tanong</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAMA o MALI: Magselos sa co-worker ng bf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-7924263430503010927?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/7924263430503010927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/tanong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7924263430503010927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7924263430503010927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/tanong.html' title='tanong'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-991766855327410229</id><published>2009-09-03T08:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:04:00.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puyat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood for the day'/><title type='text'>zombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376871076602947186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Sp57wZv9pnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WQVPEqhaObo/s400/app_full_proxy.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel like one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-991766855327410229?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/991766855327410229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/991766855327410229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/991766855327410229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombie.html' title='zombie'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Sp57wZv9pnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WQVPEqhaObo/s72-c/app_full_proxy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-3447834516418519117</id><published>2009-09-02T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:46:21.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sms quotes'/><title type='text'>coffee addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;... i hate how coffee turns into an addiction and how it keeps you up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;... how it burns and makes your heart beat fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... especially how it makes you crave for its rich and sweet promises of grains, milk and sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... moments later, it puts you into a melancholic mood of coldness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... before you realize, it has consumed you before you should have consumed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... EMPTY .. HOLLOW .. BITTER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... then again, you crave for another cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... JUST LIKE LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-3447834516418519117?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3447834516418519117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/coffee-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3447834516418519117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3447834516418519117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/coffee-addiction.html' title='coffee addiction'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-832313315354095840</id><published>2009-09-01T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:16:44.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before and after'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ang kawawang baboy'/><title type='text'>Ang Kawawang Baboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpiWx3-8FxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vg6UL8uQXto/s1600-h/6412_1035749350214_1719893458_73965_4335673_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375211938852378386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpiWx3-8FxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vg6UL8uQXto/s320/6412_1035749350214_1719893458_73965_4335673_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpiWxiLjEWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qMwWgmrmG5k/s1600-h/6412_1035749390215_1719893458_73966_2434538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375211932999684450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpiWxiLjEWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qMwWgmrmG5k/s320/6412_1035749390215_1719893458_73966_2434538_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-832313315354095840?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/832313315354095840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/ang-kawawang-baboy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/832313315354095840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/832313315354095840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/09/ang-kawawang-baboy.html' title='Ang Kawawang Baboy'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpiWx3-8FxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vg6UL8uQXto/s72-c/6412_1035749350214_1719893458_73965_4335673_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-258218044649456362</id><published>2009-08-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:20:08.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pamamanhikan'/><title type='text'>First Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just got home. my bf together with his parents took me home. im so nervous during the 20min. drive from san fernando to sta rita. maybe because this is the first time that his family will meet my family. there were so many things in my thoughts... i dnt know what to expect. we were all silent during the ride. as if everyone's filled with thought. when we reach home, i invited them for a cup of brewed coffee. i thought they will refuse my offer. then his mom slid off the car. i  went to my mom's room announcing that his parents were waiting in the living room. imagine my mom's reaction.... shock is an understatement. then my sisters burst: &lt;em&gt;"namamanhikan na sila?"&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;pamamanhikan&lt;/em&gt; is a Filipino tradition where the man and his parents visit the woman's family and ask for her parents blessings to marry their daughter.  It is also an occasion for the parents of the woman to get to know the parents of the man.) i told them, not yet. they just took me home. funny thing is that we noticed that no one wants to do the talking. my father is not around, that leaves my mother to entertain them. at last, my mother said the first word. after 15minutes, they ask to leave because its already late. their first meeting went well. im thinking about their first impression with each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i sigh..... thinking maybe.....maybe on their next visit....their purpose is the "&lt;em&gt;pamamanhikan"  &lt;/em&gt;that i'm waiting for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-258218044649456362?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/258218044649456362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-meeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/258218044649456362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/258218044649456362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-meeting.html' title='First Meeting'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-65014496226606157</id><published>2009-08-24T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:19:57.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simpleng buhay'/><title type='text'>simpleng buhay</title><content type='html'>i've spent three days in naujan oriental mindoro. sa barrio, na experience ko ang simpleng buhay. sa pagtulog=walang aircon, sa pagligo=walang shower. walang facebook!!!! wala ring signal ang suncell! hay naku! sobrang nakakainip! ang tagal ng paglipas ng oras. (wala kasi kaming ginagawa e, hehe) people sleep early. mga 8pm wala ng pips sa daan. hay naku!..i just thought na masarap din naman ang simpleng buhay. noon naman ay wala pa naman ang lahat ng technologies na nagpapadali ng ating buhay. but if i have to choose.... syempre.... ang buhay ngayon! SARAPBUHAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-65014496226606157?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/65014496226606157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/simpleng-buhay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/65014496226606157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/65014496226606157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/simpleng-buhay.html' title='simpleng buhay'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-7671129840734961569</id><published>2009-08-24T20:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:04:26.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindoro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getaway'/><title type='text'>trip to mindoro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think this is my third time in Oriental Mindoro. I am still afraid of the sea. The first time I went here, we rode the fast ferry. It’s about 45 minute boat ride from Batangas Port to Calapan. But this time (just like the second time) we rode the RORO (Starlight Ferry) because it cost us only P85 per person. For almost 2 hours we were sailing, I endure the ride. Imagine my fear. I can’t even stand or walk. From Calapan Port, we traveled by jeep (1 hour) to the quiet town of Naujan where my uncle lived. We spent our 3 day vacation eating, sleeping and chatting. We experienced the simple life in Mindoro (back to basics). Inspite of my fear I will definitely come back and explore the other towns and what Mindoro can offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-7671129840734961569?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/7671129840734961569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-mindoro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7671129840734961569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7671129840734961569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-mindoro.html' title='trip to mindoro'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-3631066410338268294</id><published>2009-08-18T15:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:10:05.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saint'/><title type='text'>Saint Rita de Cascia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night, i watch the play "E Sucat Maliari" at our town plaza. Ito ay life story ng patron saint namin. Sta Rita de Cascia (Apund Dita). Our town mayor took the lead role. This is part or thefirst anniversary of the religious relic of Apung Dita that was given by the Vatican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374458942643854434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpXp7ug1XGI/AAAAAAAAADI/7qEnvJm-taA/s200/rita-1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Rita of Cascia&lt;br /&gt;Saint of the Impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*www.catholictradition.org/Cascia/rita.htm&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/3176585719239627027-3631066410338268294?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3631066410338268294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/saint-rita-de-cascia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3631066410338268294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3631066410338268294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/saint-rita-de-cascia.html' title='Saint Rita de Cascia'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SpXp7ug1XGI/AAAAAAAAADI/7qEnvJm-taA/s72-c/rita-1b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-5526839854463141399</id><published>2009-08-16T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:35:14.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>SPAM and Cabbage</title><content type='html'>again it's sunday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in charge with the cooking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found SPAM and cabbage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cooked them the way i cooked the SPAM and asparagus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sisters told me that i only know how to cook if it's SPAM. if ever i get married... my husband will eat SPAM everyday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-5526839854463141399?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/5526839854463141399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/spam-and-cabbage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5526839854463141399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5526839854463141399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/spam-and-cabbage.html' title='SPAM and Cabbage'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-8563081124384052365</id><published>2009-08-11T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:06:23.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook apps'/><title type='text'>roller coaster kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SootsSifDWI/AAAAAAAAACg/DDEU0i_RHDM/s1600-h/vgo3uo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371155744506711394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SootsSifDWI/AAAAAAAAACg/DDEU0i_RHDM/s320/vgo3uo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another game from zynga,  where you can build your own theme park, hire and fire workers. medyo mabagal lamang mag earn ng XP. matagal bago mag expand ng park, naiinip na ako... gusto ko ng bumili ng maraming rides at store pero wala ng space. hay! puyatan na naman to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-8563081124384052365?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/8563081124384052365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/roller-coaster-kingdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8563081124384052365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8563081124384052365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/roller-coaster-kingdom.html' title='roller coaster kingdom'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/SootsSifDWI/AAAAAAAAACg/DDEU0i_RHDM/s72-c/vgo3uo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-1123655234757005999</id><published>2009-08-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:51:09.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>eggplant with eggs</title><content type='html'>i love eggplant. it's one of my favorites. my recipe for this sunday is eggplant with eggs. here's how i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          10 pieces eggplants&lt;br /&gt;          5 eggs beaten&lt;br /&gt;          5 omatoes&lt;br /&gt;          1 onion&lt;br /&gt;          garlic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          1.  Grill eggplant. Let them cool, then peel and slice them thinly. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;          2.  Crush the garlic, slice the tomatoes and onions.&lt;br /&gt;          3.  Saute the garlic, onion and tomatoes. Add the eggplant. Cook in medium heat.&lt;br /&gt;          4.  Add a little water to the beaten eggs.&lt;br /&gt;          5.  Add the eggs and stir to cook.&lt;br /&gt;          6.  Season with salt and pepper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-1123655234757005999?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/1123655234757005999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/eggplant-with-eggs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1123655234757005999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1123655234757005999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/eggplant-with-eggs.html' title='eggplant with eggs'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-8404434150776952261</id><published>2009-08-03T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:39:56.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>sunday cooking</title><content type='html'>i love to eat but i don't cook... but my sisters made this crazy rule that i am in-charge of cooking during sundays. they told me how can i marry if i don't even know how to cook. no one  goes to market during sundays that's why im going to use whatever ingredients at home. i found SPAM Lite and asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cubed SPAM with Asparagus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ingedients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          2 cans SPAM Lite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          asparagus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          salt and pepper to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Procedure:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          1. Cut SPAM and asparagus into bite-size pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          2. Heat the butter in the frying pan. Add garlic til golden brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          3. Add the SPAM till cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          4. Add the asparagus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          5. Season with salt and pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-8404434150776952261?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/8404434150776952261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-cooking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8404434150776952261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/8404434150776952261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-cooking.html' title='sunday cooking'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4102493445079795874</id><published>2009-08-01T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:22:24.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook apps'/><title type='text'>farming</title><content type='html'>after ng petsoc..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farming.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barn buddy and farmtown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magtanim ay di biro......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puyat na naman........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adik............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-4102493445079795874?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4102493445079795874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/farming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4102493445079795874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4102493445079795874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/farming.html' title='farming'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-527792131940896478</id><published>2009-07-22T10:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:33:46.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iloilo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getaway'/><title type='text'>trip to iloilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;june 17 - departure from the domestic airport via zestair flight 173. we arrived at iloilo airport at around 6pm. from the airport, almost 1 hour pa papunta sa hotel. we stayed at punta villa sa arevalo (dun din yung reception ng kasal ni ferlowie) we ate dinner at stanley. puro seafoods. pusit, bangus at talaba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Smk4ujYMi7I/AAAAAAAAACA/1vu5PSEoO38/s1600-h/IMG_2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361879203783150514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Smk4ujYMi7I/AAAAAAAAACA/1vu5PSEoO38/s200/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;june 18 - alam ni fer na di ako marunong mag make up kaya ayun! may make up artist ako...hehe. im part of his entourage kasi. the ceremony went well. after lunch we went sa town ni ailen, sa tigbawan. goodness ang layo! halos wala kaming ginawa kundi magbyahe ng magbyahe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Smk5J3YVG2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/y_g2Z77s7hw/s1600-h/IMG_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361879673008888674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Smk5J3YVG2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/y_g2Z77s7hw/s200/IMG_2235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;june 19 - we visited the church in jaro. bumili kami ng bibingka sa tapat ng church. bibingka nila parang tupig... bumili ng pasalubong sa city, then airport na... to manila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Smk5exz1ZHI/AAAAAAAAACY/jWQ8452eciw/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361880032290890866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Smk5exz1ZHI/AAAAAAAAACY/jWQ8452eciw/s200/IMG_2332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-527792131940896478?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/527792131940896478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-iloilo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/527792131940896478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/527792131940896478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-iloilo.html' title='trip to iloilo'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Smk4ujYMi7I/AAAAAAAAACA/1vu5PSEoO38/s72-c/IMG_2156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-2544189497231001972</id><published>2009-07-01T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:12:18.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook apps'/><title type='text'>pet society</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whaaaa! puyat na naman sa pet soc! whaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2544189497231001972?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2544189497231001972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/pet-society.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2544189497231001972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2544189497231001972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/08/pet-society.html' title='pet society'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-9144014823038277245</id><published>2009-06-12T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:41:33.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing you'/><title type='text'>missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cause I love you and I miss you, hearing your voice is the closest thing to touching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-9144014823038277245?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/9144014823038277245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/9144014823038277245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/9144014823038277245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-you.html' title='missing you'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-6466369801643533911</id><published>2009-05-25T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:24:04.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoinks'/><title type='text'>emoinks3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Sho5Il1arVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qRGCSS9QXe0/s1600-h/bh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339643127959039314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Sho5Il1arVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qRGCSS9QXe0/s320/bh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my cheating heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-6466369801643533911?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/6466369801643533911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/emoinks3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6466369801643533911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6466369801643533911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/emoinks3.html' title='emoinks3'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/Sho5Il1arVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qRGCSS9QXe0/s72-c/bh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-9028067453783780309</id><published>2009-05-08T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:35:11.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family an unwise investment indeed. So what is the morale of the story? Don't work too hard... and you know what's the full word of family?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER, (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-9028067453783780309?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/9028067453783780309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/9028067453783780309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/9028067453783780309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/family.html' title='family'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-7687693151569900908</id><published>2009-05-05T10:31:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:01:01.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocketbooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fascination'/><title type='text'>fascination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i love reading, mula pa ng matuto akong magbasa ay gustong gusto ko ang magbasa. (siguro kaya malabo na ang aking mga mata.) lahat halos ay binabasa ko, komiks, pocketbooks, textbooks kahit wrapper ng kendi ay binabasa ko ang nakasulat. pero sa lahat, ang pinaka-nakakatamad na basahin ay ang textbook! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when i was in grade school, i only read komiks. yung komiks na tagalog. gustong gusto ko ang komiks kasi may drawing. hindi mo na kaylangan mag-imagine kung ano ang nangyayari kasi nakikita na mismo sa drawing ang eksena. lagi nalang kapang umuuwi yung tito ko (kapitbahay namin) kasama ang kapatid ko, lumilipat kami sa kabilang bahay para makibasa ng komiks. naputol lang ang hilig namin sa komiks ng tumuntong kami ng highschool. tumira kasi kami sa bahay ng lola. doon walang komiks. paminsan-minsan, kapag umuuwi kami sa bahay ay naghahanap kami ng komiks subalit wala na, ang meron ay yung mga tagalog na pocketbooks na manipis, yung tipong 5minutes lang tapos ng mabasa.&lt;br /&gt;ng mag college na kami ay sa manila na kami nag-aral. dahil hindi naman kami mahilig lumabas at gumimik, at dahil sa pag-galugad sa recto ng murang textbook, natisod naming yung mga tagalog romance pocketbooks. una kong nabasa ay ang nobela ni margarita nuestro na "Don't Give Up on Us, Abigael" diko lang sure kung yun nga ang pamagat pero parang ganon na nga. nagustuhan ko ang kwento at naenganyong magbasa ulit ng nobelang tagalog. sumunod na nabasa ko any ang "be still my heart" ni martha cecilia. hay naku. mula noon ay nagustuhan na namin ang magbasa ng tagalog pocketbooks, kahit na minsan ay parang imposible ang mga karakter (super hunk, super ganda at super yaman) ay ok lang. nakaka inspire at nakakapagbigay din ng pag-asa. minsan kapag malungkot ako ay nagbabasa lang ako ng pocketbook at gagaan ang pakiramdam ko. minsan ay nakakaiyak ang mga eksena. dito nagsimula ang pag kumpleto naming ng mga tagalog romance pocketbooks (precious hearts romance). mga martha cecilia novels ang aming pinaka favorite. minsan paulit-ilit na naming nababasa pero ganoon parin ang impact. ang kapatid ko ay sweethearts, gems, classics,etc. at ang sa akin ay kristine series. nais naming makumpleto ang aming koleksyon. gusto din namin yung ibang mga writer ng phr gaya ni amanda, ken roz yu, laurice del rio, margarita nuestro, camilla, rose tan, sonia franchesca, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but then again, i also love reading fictional english papaerbacks. i have a collection of books of sydney sheldon ang judith mcnaught. yung sidney sheldon ay kulang pa ng dalawa dahil nawawala. may nanghiram at hindi na nasoli. yung "nothing last forever" at "tell me your dreams". pag may time ay maghahanap ako sa recto or sa booksale. before sydney died, he made his last novel "the other side of me". i really want to have that book but wala akong makita sa nb sa pampanga. i told roel i want to have that book at minsan day-off nya ay nakahanap siya sa trinoma. he bought me the book. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh! btw, i am a frustrated writer myself kaya siguro ganoon nalang ang fascination ko sa mga pocketbooks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-7687693151569900908?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/7687693151569900908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/fascination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7687693151569900908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7687693151569900908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/fascination.html' title='fascination'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-6182293981449573128</id><published>2009-05-04T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:00:32.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I.O.U.'/><title type='text'>I.O.U.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and he handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cutting the grass: $5.00 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For going to the store for you: 50¢ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby-sitting my brother while you went shopping: 25¢ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taking out the garbage: $1.00 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For getting a good report card: $5.00 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Total owed: $14.75 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the nine months I nurtured you here while you were growing inside me there: No Charge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and nursed and prayed for you: No Charge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years: No Charge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead: No Charge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your runny nose: No Charge, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Son When you add it up, the cost of my love is: No Charge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"PAID IN FULL"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Author Unknown ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-6182293981449573128?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/6182293981449573128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/iou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6182293981449573128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6182293981449573128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/05/iou.html' title='I.O.U.'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2047207146376058758</id><published>2009-04-28T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:44:08.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet nothings'/><title type='text'>sweet nothings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R: i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: i love you too, atin pa bang kulang kekata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R: atin pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: nanu? tin pa bang kulang kanako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R: keka ala...pero kekata atin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: nanu pin e?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R: isipan mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: hmmp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R: ala kapang idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: ala. eku makapanisip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R: blessing bhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: blessing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R: awa. blessing... wedding... marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2047207146376058758?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2047207146376058758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-nothings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2047207146376058758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2047207146376058758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-nothings.html' title='sweet nothings'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-112932492233900716</id><published>2009-04-25T10:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:41:41.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payo'/><title type='text'>payo kay april</title><content type='html'>gom: kapogi ning boyfriend mo ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adn: sali keping helmet e pota mipukpuk ya buntuk pagpalit naku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gom: eka pa makyasawa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adn: epa bisa e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gom: ba loka, tutwa ing bili, saka di mother mu matwa nala pota enala makapaningat apu. bisa nong apu kanyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adn: alangan naman pung kasal kung dili ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gom: ay loka, makanini ing gawan mu, paybuktut nakamu ban nakong miyasawa. usu naman ngeni ing makanyan e, kadakal ken na kung ela mebuktut edo pekasalan, kaya paybuktut na kamu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-112932492233900716?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112932492233900716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/payo-kay-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/112932492233900716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/112932492233900716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/payo-kay-april.html' title='payo kay april'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-1495465659525701856</id><published>2009-04-25T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:41:57.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payo'/><title type='text'>payo kay roel</title><content type='html'>ma'am leah:  magpapakasal na ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roel:  bago pa lang po kami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma'am leah: wala naman sa tagal ng pagsasama yan e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roel:  wala pa po kaming ipon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma'am: alam mo, hindi ka naman talaga makakaipon hanggat hindi pa kayo mag asawa. magsisimula ka palang talagang makakaipon kapag magkasama na kayo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-1495465659525701856?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/1495465659525701856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/payo-kay-roel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1495465659525701856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1495465659525701856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/payo-kay-roel.html' title='payo kay roel'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-5790506385992661408</id><published>2009-04-23T10:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:28:00.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Remarkable Puzzle'/><title type='text'>A Remarkable Puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIND 40 BOOKS OF THE BIBLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a most remarkable puzzle. It was found by a Mr. Valdez Raburn, in an airplane seat pocket, while on a flight from Los Angeles to Honolulu, keeping him occupied for hours. John Hess, who owns a beauty salon in N.J., ere… MI? Ah, it was N.Y.! He found it tucked in one of his beauty magazines. He spent so much time on this puzzle while eating at the local Deli, Saia Hess, his ex-wife, had no choice but to buy out Hess’ salon! I answered quite a bit of email from people that have seen this puzzle. A famous comic, a hilarious musician, sent an email that he studied the puzzle while playing his banjo. Elaine Taylor was so mesmerized by this puzzle, she wrote a poem telling people not to fall victim; “O thy hidden books, which fail to be found, I look so hard and futile, I cannot put this puzzle down!” She judges the job of solving this puzzle so involving, she brews a cup of tea to help her nerves. There will be some books that are really easy to spot, others near impossible! In fact, some people will soon find themselves in a jam, especially since the book names are not necessarily capitalized. Truthfully, from answers we get, we are forced to admit it usually takes a minister or a scholar to find some of them! At the worst, one should be able to find at least half of them. Research has shown that something in our genes is responsible for the difficulty we have in seeing the books hidden in this paragraph. The Chronicle, surveyed over 200 patrons, including Jude Raj, a local seminary professor. They agree this puzzle is one of the most difficult they have ever seen. Prof. Raj, on a Holy Bible, vowed to find all the books; rumor has it he’s still looking. During a recent fund raising event, which featured this puzzle, the Alpha Delta Phi lemonade booth set a new record in sales. At an auto auction, where one HEMI, ahead of all other vehicles sold, received a record bid due to the buyer preoccupied with this puzzle while bidding! As Daniel Sherman, a humble priest at St. Luke’s medical center puts it, "The books are all right here in plain view, hidden from sight." Those able to find all of them will hear great lamentations from those who have to be shown where the books are found. One revelation that may help is that books like Timothy and Samuel may occur without their preceding numbers. Also, keep in mind two things, punctuation and spaces… some proclaim these two bad. I, ahead of the game, knew that spaces and punctuation in the middle of a book would be normal! A chipper attitude will help you compete really well against those who claim they can find the hidden books faster. Remember, there is no need for a mad exodus; there really are 40 books of the Bible lurking somewhere in this text waiting to be found. God Bless and good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-5790506385992661408?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/5790506385992661408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-remarkable-puzzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5790506385992661408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/5790506385992661408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-remarkable-puzzle.html' title='A Remarkable Puzzle'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2193703964591031502</id><published>2009-04-15T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:56:05.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoinks'/><title type='text'>emoinks2</title><content type='html'>all the while....&lt;br /&gt;i tot...&lt;br /&gt;i am part of his priorities...&lt;br /&gt;i am part of his dreams...&lt;br /&gt;i am part of his life...&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;but then...&lt;br /&gt;im just one of those girls...&lt;br /&gt;who dreams of a fairy tale love story...&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;im just imagining things...&lt;br /&gt;emoinks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2193703964591031502?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2193703964591031502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/emoinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2193703964591031502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2193703964591031502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/emoinks.html' title='emoinks2'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-3623775088235348615</id><published>2009-04-13T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:34:29.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caregiver'/><title type='text'>caregiver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a year ago, i enrolled myself in a caregiver course. class is from 5pm to 9pm. after office, i go directly sa school. now, after all the hardwork, after all the exams, after all the assesments, now im done. i already passed the tesda exam. though i have a stable job, i decided to study as my passport to canada. my cousin wants me to be in canada with her. i really want to go to canada. but something hapend. i met someone and all of a sudden i just don't want to go abroad anymore. hay! most of my friends keep telling me that i wasted the opportunity, but then, i just followed my heart. kung saan ako masaya yun ang sinunod ko. hay magulo no!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-3623775088235348615?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3623775088235348615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/caregiver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3623775088235348615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3623775088235348615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/caregiver.html' title='caregiver'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-7015585463370285289</id><published>2009-04-04T05:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:28:26.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing you'/><title type='text'>missing you</title><content type='html'>at the office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120 hours to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we see each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am missing you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-7015585463370285289?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/7015585463370285289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7015585463370285289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7015585463370285289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-you.html' title='missing you'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-3558269266905703802</id><published>2009-03-21T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:00:06.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>wondering why i'm just a new blogger but then all my post were dated way way back? well i do have an old blog but i just feel like switching. hehe, that's why i just created a new one and posted my old post. (huh?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-3558269266905703802?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3558269266905703802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3558269266905703802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3558269266905703802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4146869005105887183</id><published>2009-02-22T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:37:11.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoobic safari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>zoobic safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt; 4:30am! so early to start a typical day for me. Usually I wake up at 6:00am everyday, but this is not just an ordinary day. Today is my birthday! My oooppps, 27th year in this planet. I wake up early to prepare for my day. At 5:00am im almost ready waiting for my boyfriend to arrive. We will hear mass together, minutes passed by still wala pa sya…. I keep on calling his phone, making myself worry and the mass is about to start. Good thing that the church is just walking distance from our house. Well 5:25 and wala pa xia, I decided to go to the church by myself. He came during the homily, he came late… I want to get mad at him coz I want us to hear the mass together on my special day but then I don’t want to ruin our day just because of he’s being late… oh well he’s late because he wants to buy a cake for me. What is he thinking? A 24 hour open bakeshop! Sus! I still remain calm. our plan is to spend the day together and explore a place both of us had never been before. Ayun naiisip naming ang zoobic safari dahil malapit lang, since we have to get back home at the evening because of a family gathering (birthday party for me!) My friend who lives in olongapo recommended a taxi for us to take us to the safari, I didn’t expect the taxi to be a new model of Toyota Revo. Bonggang-bongga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315551969593219122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSiWnS7WDI/AAAAAAAAABM/OQx74wCLE9I/s200/IMG_1721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;After a long long drive,…, finally we reached zoobic safari. The entrance fee at the zoo is P395 per person. As we enter the zoo, we&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSfy-tN7rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xtFNKcPeC-w/s1600-h/IMG_1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315549158378958514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSfy-tN7rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xtFNKcPeC-w/s200/IMG_1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; noticed a white tiger in a cage. On the guided tour around the zoo, we saw variety of animal na first time ko palang nakita, like the albino carabao, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgu2wpWUI/AAAAAAAAABE/hN2XhfHdC_E/s1600-h/IMG_1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315550187038005570" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgu2wpWUI/AAAAAAAAABE/hN2XhfHdC_E/s200/IMG_1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSiXHIDNpI/AAAAAAAAABU/yiVHaQN3C2o/s1600-h/IMG_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315551978137532050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSiXHIDNpI/AAAAAAAAABU/yiVHaQN3C2o/s200/IMG_1683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;camel &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgu6oLdpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CyXqDeUk2IE/s1600-h/IMG_1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315550188076234386" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgu6oLdpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CyXqDeUk2IE/s200/IMG_1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and ostrich. While waiting for the train to take us inside the zoo where the safari is located, Roel got thirsty and bought his favorite coke zero. The highlight of the tour is when we rode into the safari jeepney going to the tiger safari.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgIKRqmSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dDCq9KiSzx8/s1600-h/IMG_1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315549522261874978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgIKRqmSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dDCq9KiSzx8/s200/IMG_1662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside, for a more exciting ride, you have the option to feed the tigers if you purchase a quarter chicken. Then a male aeta will feed the tiger. Good thing yung mga nakasabay naming ay bumili ng chicken and we got an exciting encounter with the tigers for free!. It’s so hot and we really got&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSguY13IjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GOK7wnt-tFA/s1600-h/IMG_1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315550179006816818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSguY13IjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GOK7wnt-tFA/s200/IMG_1676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tired in the tour. The last attraction was the crocodile farm. On our way there we pass the hip-hop &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgutL8mLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QSNHybk0ERg/s1600-h/IMG_1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315550184468158642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSgutL8mLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QSNHybk0ERg/s200/IMG_1713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSguHGj9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PrIY71G0-Ic/s1600-h/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315550174245025170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSguHGj9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PrIY71G0-Ic/s200/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bayawak but we didn’t see any bayawak. After the tour, we were so hungry we could eat a whole horse. We took out lunch at Meat Plus located inside the Freeport. As soon as we finished our meal, we decided to go home na. A party is waiting for me at home. We had so much fun and I had a wonderful birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-4146869005105887183?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4146869005105887183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/03/zoobic-safari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4146869005105887183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4146869005105887183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/03/zoobic-safari.html' title='zoobic safari'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmiXIQhQ4GQ/ScSiWnS7WDI/AAAAAAAAABM/OQx74wCLE9I/s72-c/IMG_1721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3176585719239627027.post-1756224191890527461</id><published>2008-12-07T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:40:39.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m alive'/><title type='text'>i'm alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hi. i'm back. after almost 2 months im here again, updating my blog. there were so many things that happen during those 2 months at hindi ko alam ang una kong ipo-post dito… hahaha. i got busy kasi e.. i enrolled in fitness first for 3 months, i had a lot of things to do at work, etc. even my life  hindi ko na maayos.. my life is a mess…. whaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-1756224191890527461?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/1756224191890527461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1756224191890527461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1756224191890527461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-alive.html' title='i&apos;m alive'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-3577323793031923812</id><published>2008-06-14T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:32:48.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanong?'/><title type='text'>how?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;how can something so wrong feel so right all along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-3577323793031923812?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3577323793031923812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/06/how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3577323793031923812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/3577323793031923812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/06/how.html' title='how?'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-1280622860241733418</id><published>2008-05-15T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:32:21.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanong?'/><title type='text'>y?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y care for someone hu does not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-1280622860241733418?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/1280622860241733418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/05/y.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1280622860241733418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/1280622860241733418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/05/y.html' title='y?'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-7342256392353273457</id><published>2008-04-27T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:31:10.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sat.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caregiver'/><title type='text'>sat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ang sakit ng ulo ko! it’s saturday but then eto ako nandito sa school…. lahat ng friends ko nasa bahay, natutulog, kumakain, ako, nag aaral, balik eskwela.hay life. almost 4 months na ako sa caregiver course na ito, hay naku, 3 months pa daw bago ako matapos. ang tagal pa. nakakaantok pa ang topic for today… whaaaaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-7342256392353273457?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/7342256392353273457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/04/sat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7342256392353273457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/7342256392353273457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/04/sat.html' title='sat.'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4065205963526905624</id><published>2008-04-13T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:56:44.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoinks'/><title type='text'>emoinks1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ang hirap talaga ng ganito, too complicated ang mga bagay bagay, y d nalang maging simple, i love him but he does’nt feel the same, how come feelings does’nt meet halfway to have a happy ending? Isn’t love is so unfair? nakakapagod na ang one sided love affair… kailan kaya mangyayari yung ako naman ang mamahalin nila?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-4065205963526905624?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4065205963526905624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/04/emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4065205963526905624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4065205963526905624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/04/emo.html' title='emoinks1'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4338773089420244189</id><published>2008-04-09T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:37:37.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fool'/><title type='text'>FOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its been 3 months since my last update. quite busy… recently i received a txt message from a friend that struck my heart. it goes like this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             "what makes us foolish?  it’s when it hurts seeing the one you love with somebody, yet… you keep on staring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us finds this message true, for many times i think of him with his girl, for many times i picture them on my mind. it hurts. but then, i am not prepared to see them right before my eyes. my heart is bleeding. it’s like i’m living but deep inside im dying. im just a great pretender. pretending i dont love him… i tried to forget this feeling, i tried to ignore.. but……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-4338773089420244189?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4338773089420244189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/04/fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4338773089420244189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4338773089420244189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2008/04/fool.html' title='FOOL'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-6997206849849972160</id><published>2007-12-13T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:39:16.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       You know i love him, but if i can't have him, if he can't love me, please take away this feeling. Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-6997206849849972160?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/6997206849849972160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/12/prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6997206849849972160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6997206849849972160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/12/prayer.html' title='prayer'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2634298241672535960</id><published>2007-09-26T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:42:15.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i knew it's him who i want to share my life with… i knew it, i fell it the time we got really closer… we share secrets and everything…  i love him but we can't be together… i don't know why i'm always like this… i always fall for a man who is commited to another…. i don't want to ruin any relationship that's why i keep my feelings to myself… i knew he is happy with his girl right now and i'm happy for him even though my heart aches everytime i hear him share with me their happy moments together….&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2634298241672535960?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2634298241672535960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2634298241672535960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2634298241672535960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4940123434915091362</id><published>2007-09-12T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:44:50.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we could be in love'/><title type='text'>we could be in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Could be in Love&lt;br /&gt;By Brad Kane and Lea Salonga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still my heart&lt;br /&gt;Lately its mind is on it's own&lt;br /&gt;It would go far,and wide&lt;br /&gt;Just to be near you&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars&lt;br /&gt;Shine a bit bright I've noticed&lt;br /&gt;When you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;Still it remains a mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who seen us&lt;br /&gt;Knows what's going on between us&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take a genius&lt;br /&gt;To read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;For only me who's dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I know what these are symptoms of&lt;br /&gt;We could be in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself why&lt;br /&gt;I sleep like a baby through the night&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it helps to know&lt;br /&gt;You'll be there tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Don't open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake from the spell I'm under&lt;br /&gt;Make me wonder how&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how&lt;br /&gt;I could live without you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about the laughter&lt;br /&gt;The happy ever after&lt;br /&gt;Like voices of sweet angels&lt;br /&gt;Calling out our names And it's not just wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;Or only me who's dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I know what these are symptoms of&lt;br /&gt;We could be in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed of this&lt;br /&gt;But I could not see your face&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;Two such distant stars&lt;br /&gt;Could fall right in to place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could be.. Oh..&lt;br /&gt;We could be…&lt;br /&gt;We could be in love…&lt;br /&gt;We could be…&lt;br /&gt;We could be in love…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-4940123434915091362?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4940123434915091362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-could-be-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4940123434915091362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4940123434915091362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-could-be-in-love.html' title='we could be in love'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2693327122523723530</id><published>2007-09-06T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:45:46.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><title type='text'>HELP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haaaayyyyy!!!!!!! im not feeling well, ewan ko kung kailan nagsimula… basta i just feel empty! empty! empty! i take naman centrum (ung U.S pa ha) para maging complete ako… wala rin… empty parinnnn naku…… whaaaaaaa!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2693327122523723530?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2693327122523723530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2693327122523723530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2693327122523723530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/help.html' title='HELP!!!!'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4702362954003435810</id><published>2007-09-04T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:57:51.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inlove?'/><title type='text'>inlove?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm in love…i never thought it would happened to me (again) but it has…. i can't get him out of my mind… i keep thinking about how much i enjoy being with him…. how great he look when he smile and how much i like his laugh… i daydream about him off and on all day, replaying pieces of our last conversation…about the funny things he said or did… i've memorize his face.. and the way he looked at me, it melts my heart…everytime i think about it, i catch myself smiling…. when i imagine what will happen the next time we see each other. he is something special…because i can't remember the last time i felt strongly about someone….eventhough neither of us knows what the future holds…i know one thing for sure…. he's the best thing that happened to me in a long time…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-4702362954003435810?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4702362954003435810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/inlove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4702362954003435810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/4702362954003435810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/09/inlove.html' title='inlove?'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-6921174222848950330</id><published>2007-08-18T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:59:30.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insensitive'/><title type='text'>insensitive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do you cool your lips&lt;br /&gt;After a summers kiss&lt;br /&gt;How do you rid the sweat&lt;br /&gt;After the body bliss&lt;br /&gt;How do you turn your eyes&lt;br /&gt;From the romantic glare&lt;br /&gt;How do you block the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of a voice youd know anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I really should have known&lt;br /&gt;By the time you drove me home&lt;br /&gt;By the vagueness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Casual good-byes&lt;br /&gt;By the chill in your embrace&lt;br /&gt;The expression on your face&lt;br /&gt;That told me&lt;br /&gt;You might have some advice to give&lt;br /&gt;On how to be&lt;br /&gt;Insensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you numb your skin&lt;br /&gt;After the warmest touch&lt;br /&gt;How do you slow your blood&lt;br /&gt;After the body rush&lt;br /&gt;How do you free your soul&lt;br /&gt;After youve found a friend&lt;br /&gt;How do you teach your heart&lt;br /&gt;Its a crime to fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you probably wont remember me&lt;br /&gt;Its probably ancient history&lt;br /&gt;Im one of the chosen few&lt;br /&gt;Who went ahead and fell for you&lt;br /&gt;Im out of vogue, Im out of touch&lt;br /&gt;I fell too fast, I feel too much&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you might have&lt;br /&gt;Some advice to give on how to be&lt;br /&gt;Insensitive&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-6921174222848950330?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/6921174222848950330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/08/insensitive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6921174222848950330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6921174222848950330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/08/insensitive.html' title='insensitive'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2408623224317620094</id><published>2007-08-16T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:01:07.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertainties'/><title type='text'>uncertainties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;life is full of uncertainties. as humans, we understand that death is perhaps the most uncertain thing that can happen to us. we fear it, wonder at it, explore its mysteries. in the end, we hope to have wisdom and a readiness as death approaches. death will reach me, you and everyone. we need to stop and think about our destination, because we can't come back. for the day will come when we will indeed all go together. how about you, fellow traveler? are you prepared to learn that supreme lesson about the road we all travel? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-2408623224317620094?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2408623224317620094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/08/uncertainties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2408623224317620094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/2408623224317620094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/08/uncertainties.html' title='uncertainties'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-6102082590303146790</id><published>2007-08-14T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:02:21.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someone’s waiting for you'/><title type='text'>someone’s waiting for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be brave little one&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish for each sad little tear&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up though no one is near&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry little one&lt;br /&gt;There'll be a smile where a frown used to be&lt;br /&gt;You'll be part of a love that you see&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Always keep a little pray'r in your pocket&lt;br /&gt;And you're sure to see the light&lt;br /&gt;Soon, there'll be joy and happiness&lt;br /&gt;And your little world will be bright&lt;br /&gt;Have faith little one&lt;br /&gt;'Til your hopes and your wishes come true&lt;br /&gt;You must try to be brave little one&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always keep a little pray'r in your pocket&lt;br /&gt;And you're sure to see the light&lt;br /&gt;Soon, there'll be joy and happiness&lt;br /&gt;And your little world will be bright&lt;br /&gt;Have faith little one&lt;br /&gt;'Til your hopes and your wishes come true&lt;br /&gt;You must try to be brave little one&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting to love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3176585719239627027-6102082590303146790?l=binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/6102082590303146790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/08/someones-waiting-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6102082590303146790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3176585719239627027/posts/default/6102082590303146790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://binibiningwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/08/someones-waiting-for-you.html' title='someone’s waiting for you'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-2905188563413267838</id><published>2007-08-07T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:05:01.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im sick of waiting, im tired of being ignored, im sick of havin an ocean of tears 4u that iv poured…i hate the fact that u dont even care, &amp;amp; that u dont even notice wen im rite here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='waiting'/><author><name>binibiningwanderlust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844283914903471297</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-3176585719239627027.post-4109134009291976777</id><published>2007-08-07T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:03:37.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you in different languages'/><title type='text'>i love you in different languages</title><content type='html'>Afrikaans - Ek is lief vir jou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albanian - te dua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arabic - Ana Ahebak / Ana Bahibak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armenian - yes kez shat em siroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assyr- Az tha hijthmekem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alentejano(Portugal) - Gosto De Ti, Porra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Malayu - (Malaysia) Saya cinta mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basque - Maite Zaitut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bengali - Ami Tomake Bahlobashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bavarian - I mog di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisaya - Nahigugma ko nimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosnian - Ja te volim (formally) or volim-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulgarian - Obicham te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulgarian - Obicham te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burmese- chit pa de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantonese - Ngo Oi Nei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - gnoy oy naGoi Oi Lei (Hongkong)Wa Ai Li (Taiwan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cambodian - Bon sro lanh oon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catalan - T'estim (mallorcan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Croatian - LJUBim te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Czech - miluji te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danish- Jeg elsker dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dutch - Ik hou van jou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperanto - Mi amas vim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estonian - Ma armastan sind / Mina armastan sind (formal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farsi - Tora dust midaram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipino - Mahal ka ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finnish - Minä rakastan sinua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French - Je t'aime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaelic - Tá mé i ngrá leat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German - Ich liebe Dich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greek - S'agapw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greenlandic - Asavakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gujrati - Hoon tane pyar karoochhoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian - Aloha wau ia 'oe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrew - Ani ohevet ota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi - Main tumsey pyaar karta hoon / Maine Pyar Kiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmong - Kuv Hlub Koj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungarian - Szeretlek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokkien - Wa ai lu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopi - Nu' umi unangwa'ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icelandic - Eg elska thig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italian - ti amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian - Mai tumase pyar karata hun (male to female) Mai tumase pyar karati hun (female to male)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irish - taim i' ngra leat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese - Aishiteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javanese - Kulo tresno marang panjenengan (formal)aku terno kowe (informal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapangpangan - Kaluguran daka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean - SA LANG HAE / Na No Sa Lan Hei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurdish - Khoshtm Auyt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laos - Chanrackkun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin - Ego te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latvian - Es mîlu Tevi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lithuanian - As Myliu Tave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebanese - Bahibak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingala - Nalingi yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lojban - mi do prami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luo - Aheri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macedonian - Te sakam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin - Wo Ai Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malteese - Inhobbok hafna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay - Saya cintakan mu / Saya cinta mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norwegian - Jeg elsker deg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persian - Tora Doost Darem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig Latin - I-yea Ove-lea Ou-yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polish - Kocham Cie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portuguese - Eu te amo (Brazilian)Eu amo-te (continental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punjabi - me tumse pyar ker ta hu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romanian - Te iubesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian - Ya tebya liubliu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serbo-Croatian - Volim te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign language -                        __          (  )                       (  )         __                       __ __  __                           (  )(  )__   __                       ______    /  )                          (__)(__)     /  /                                            /  /                                            /  /                       \                    /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slovenian - ljubim te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swedish - Jag älskar dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiss German - Ch-ha di gärn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish - Te quiero / te amo / yo amor tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swahili - Naku penda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagalog - Mahal Kita / Iniibig kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamil - Naan Unnai Khadalikkeren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telugu - Nenu Ninnu Premisthunnanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai - Khao Raak Thoe / chun raak ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish - seni seviyorum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukranian - Yalleh blutebeh / ya tebe kohayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urdu - Mea tum se pyaar karta hu ( when a guy says it)Mea tum se pyar karti hu (when a gal says it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vietnamese - Toi yeu em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulcan - Wani ra yana ro aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yugoslavian - Ya te volim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zazi - Ezhele hezdege&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zulu - Mena Tanda Wen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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